Writing prompts from me to you. I personally cant write well, might aswell share ideas.

TMS is now well and truly ended.
Thank you Islinda for giving this story a chance for a contract. I hope it proves well for Webnovel.
To all TMS regular readers and supporters. I won't name you individually to respect your anonymity.  With my deepest respect, thank you for your time, interaction and support.  A story can be written.  It's only when it's read that it becomes a tale. 
And I won't forget those from Tapread and Wattpad who gave Hinata and Eiji's drama a chance when it was there.  I've been blessed.
Here is an omake about its own small journey to close the curtains. 
---WPC #46 - To My Sunflower's Journey---
A moment of nostalgia as I look back to the contest that helped me form the concept for this story. Otherwise, I would've never written it.
---[[Writing Prompts Contest #46:Fall in Love with a Soldier
"Believe it or not, the only way we kept in touch was through letters. We would write to each other about our days, about our lives. They were all innocent letters, but they were amazing because it gave me an insight into how simple a person he was."
What it feels like loving a soldier?
"When you fall in love with a soldier, you fall in love with your country; when you fall in love with a soldier, nothing is set in stone on your end. Plans can and will change at the drop of a hat and planning ahead is impossible.
Though all that is true, so is when you fall in love with a soldier, you've found the best there is.
When you fall in love with a soldier, you've found someone who not only loves you more than his own life but loves his country more than his own life as well.
When you fall in love with a soldier, a kiss is worth a million dollars, and no expensive gift can compare.
When you fall in love with a soldier, you've fallen in love with someone who appreciates having a bed, running water and warm food.
When you fall in love with a soldier, you've fallen in love with not who you've prayed for, but someone so much more.
Thank you, God, for letting me fall in love with my soldier."
(Emily Richeson)https://forum.webnovel.com/d/18335-writing-prompts-contests-45-46]]---
The winner of my prompt was a book that is now on hiatus. No other entries qualified. At the time I didn't realize that having votes was the rank qualifier. So my book was instantly disqualified.
Despite not making it past the car park, so to speak, I kept this story going. I had moved it to Wattpad and continued to post chapters there.
I entered it into a Wattpad community award, and had eventually won the award for Historical Fiction, but never received the prize for it. 😆
That's okay. Knowing that my writing was enough to be a winner in a judge's eyes was cool. It won over some quality stories as well. That was a prize enough for me.
After some time, I started posting the story to Tapread where it picked up read interest there. Then I got a ping from Islinda who liked the lone chapter I had left on the book page.  
This story has been a blast to write. I'm proud of what I've been able to achieve with it. I have no regrets of what I leave behind, as I have given my best shot.
♥♥
Arigatōgozaimashita.  
Until next time. Take care.♥


Hinata longed for his Eiji to return from war. Alone in the idyllic countryside whilst other areas of Japan were torn asunder. One day, he receives a letter from his lover filled with the scent of sunflowers and his undying love for him. Followed by official news of his presumed death at Iwo Jima. Heartbroken. Yet determined to honor his promise to Eiji; to live the life they were unable to live together.

Eiji fought honorably for Japan at Iwo Jima. He fell injured in a banzai charge to be classified as dead. He recovered with the aid of an American lieutenant, who escorted him back into the mainland for espionage work. His one chance and hope of return to Hinata's side.

A compelling risk of a war story set at the end of the Pacific War, 1945. Two sides of the war, on Japanese soil, are shown from the individual perspectives of same-sex lovers Hinata and Eiji. 

More than a boys love. This story is an emotional drama, revealing heart and souls of people surviving America's assault on Japan. The consequences suffered at war's end.

Guys I made this story to join from contest I previous Writing Prompts Contest 123: Female Lead - Werewolf Sighted on Campus! But now it's already end and I think I don't make make it. So if someone reading this story of mine cause I'm planning to not update it every day since I have another 3 story and it's my priority cause I join it as well in the contest. But if someone will opposed at my decision please do tell me I will change my mine immediately cause for all of my story so far this is what I really like... Hehe so please... Tell if anybody want to an update every day just tell me!!

A girl who hate by her whole clan because of her late parents sin.
She's indeed a traitor for all eyes but still she care and submitted to them.

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She is standing in front of her parents little by little eating by the fire burning in the middle of their surrounding clan. She can't do anything other than crying. Beside there are punish because of her.

Because she's born into the world.

Her father is half vampire and half wolf who happen to get fall in love with her wolf mother.

They hide their relationship to everyone since a wolf can't be fall to there enemy's. 

A vampire...

But her mother got pregnant and there relationship revealed to there clan they parents got away and hide. Until in her 10th birthday came and there clan find them and now she's staring at her parents getting burned...


She instantly wake up from her bad nightmare when her auntie shake her to wake up.

Lyca wake up your getting late at school.

She open her eyes wider when she heard that.

No it can't be! I don't want people focus there attention toward me.

I smiled widely at my aunt she's my mother sister who adapt her since her parents died. She love her aunt she is the only one accept her as she is there's no one care about her other than her aunt.

Her clan? Well she's like a trash to them and useless.

I stand up and take a bath and move fast as I can since it's already ten minutes before her class starts.

As she got out of there house she run fast so she can't be late.

I really hope that my power comes out already like the other teenagers at her age but maybe because her father is half only her changing form comes delay.
That was her aunt say. She well maybe she's lying and I don't have power at all.

But it doesn't matter as long as I live I won't lost my hope.

As I cross the street I suddenly jumped in surprised when someone car appears inforn of me. I good thing is I avoid it from running fast.

I sigh... That was close.

Hey if you want to die go on but don't take anyone with you!

The driver said.

I just stoop my head and run again.


I was entering at the school when someone bump in to me.

Hey stupid are you blind! 

I stoop and say sorry. 
But the someone grabbed me and hold my chin up. 

Wohh look who's who! 

I stare at the guy in front of me with silence cause I know I'm pretty doomed. 

Cause I bump into the most notorious guy in the campos together with his allied..

What am I going to do? 
Mom... Dad... 
I think I'm going to be with you anytime soon...

Hey, guys.  I have some unpleasant news to discuss.

I first created this novel to enter a biweekly writing prompts contest hosted by Webnovel.  Starting three days late,  I felt that I didn't have time to create a proper outline for the novel so I hopped right in.  This has resulted in a myriad of problems popping up with regards to story progression and the overall quality of the book.

Now that I have a bit of time since the contest is over. I want to work on a few things before the novel gets too far along.  I'll mainly be outlining arcs, villains, power progression, character development, and reworking previous chapters so that they're grammatically better and easier to read.

I can not stress this next point enough.

THIS DOES NOT MEAN THAT THIS NOVEL WILL BE DROPPED. 

It's just that I'll be taking a break from this story to work on a few other projects that I've thought up.
  
Thanks for being so understanding,
Victim

[Escape is Impossible has joined the chatroom.]

Escape is Impossible: "Hello, is anyone there?  I was advised to come here after the deed was done."

Wishful Thinking: "Ahh, a new memeber joins us this day.  Welcome, if you have any issues or questions feel free to reach out.  After all, we all share a similar interest here."

Escape is impossible: "I only have one question right now.  How do I properly dispose of the body?"

As I gazed at the absurd chat before me I could only pray in my heart and ask again.  "System, what do want me to do again?"

"Host has 8 hours to apprehend the murderer known as Escape is Impossible before he successfully disposes of his victim's body.   Failure to do so will result in the termination of the host."

Support my main contracted novel and winner of Writing Prompts #26 - The Legendary Mage!

Desolate Mage: A Legend Reborn!
https://www.webnovel.com/book/12013957905760805/Desolate-Mage%3A-A-Legend-Reborn!

* * * * *

The night after the 6 gandharva left to search for traces of their home and families.

It was also the night of Sam's birthday.

The innocent young girl had pleaded with them to stay longer until her birthday, but after Shanzi and the others found out about the news of their home's destruction, they could delay no longer. They decisively packed up and departed on that very day, dragging the resistant Stefan along with them. [Dhrtarastra conveniently disappeared until dinner time. He never missed meals]

Before leaving, Stefan gave her a smooth looking ornament to be worn on her hair. It looked metallic but had a woody texture. He told her she could use it to send him a message up to 3 times before it would lose its power - and he and the gandharva would know her location and be able to find her.

The girl had cried as she held on to the ornament; her playmates for the past few days had grown dear to her. And when they still left, Lucius had to hold her back from running off to beat them up and drag them back to the ramshackle hut.

They had a simple but pleasant dinner of horned rabbit stew [maybe Mr Horn?] and cake-bread; pleasant despite her constant sulking and sticking out her lower lip in displeasure. After the meal and at her pleading, Lucius let her have a puff of his pipe. She coughed and choked in distress, her face a mixture of regret, anger and irritation. Then throughout the night, even as she was preparing for the night, she muttered on and on about how breathing smoke and fire was meant for dragons and not for humans - much to Lucius' amusement.

The girl clambered on to her bed – just a thin plank of wood laid across 4 more blocks of wood on the ground covered by 2 old table cloths donated by Mrs Magda – Bob's mother. She might not look it anymore, but she was a mighty fine looking bar girl when she was young… Ahem, forget I said that.

She was dressed in her only pair of pyjamas that was also donated [this one was by the old shrine priest whose son had long left to seek fame in the city]; a tunic long enough to serve as a dress and a loose pair of patched "shorts" that covered down to her shins. This was then tied up by a coarse rope to keep it from falling, so loose it was.

She asked, "Grandpa…? Can you tell me a story tonight…?"

"Of course, my dear!" Lucius said while chuckling. "Let me check the fire first…"

"But you just did that 5 minutes ago…"

"…Oh, did I? S-sorry, I meant to say, I need to bring in the laundry…"

"It's right there in the corner of the kitchen…"

"…" Lucius' was speechless. Sweat poured from his every pore; he felt like he had been crushed by the weight of a thousand mountains. His mind raced to think of a resolution; only to hear a sound of a *crash* inside his head – his train of thought had fallen off a metaphorical cliff.

"…It's ok if you don't want to… It's only been 5 years since the last story… I'll just ask grandpa Dhar-dhar instead. He's much better at stories than you are…" the "innocent" girl had his psychological arm pinned behind his back – he wondered if she was really only 10 years old today.

They heard a *knock knock* sound from the roof; as "grandpa Dhar-dhar" showed his agreement – he took every opportunity to show he was better than Lucius.

Lucius sweated as he prepared to tell her a story. He also reminded himself to tie up Dhrtarastra and lay him down on the steam trains tracks. To Lucius, the only stories he knew were like, "How Octavia slaughtered the Senate," or "301: Liar-nidus". So he told her those stories when she was 5. And it just took 1 story for her to transform overnight into… The sweetest little girl with just a little bit of violent tendencies. Just a little.... Honestly!

Lucius' brow furrowed until it was deep enough to hold a spoon – he would tell her the story of how he found the secret of King Salem's gold, except that it was by torturing King Salem for 40 days and nights until he spilled his blood… I mean, spilled the beans. Lucius could hear her parents turning in their graves at the thought of him scarring the young girl's mind any further.

"Ahem… Once upon a time…" Dhrtarastra began, before he was picked up and thrown by Lucius into the horizon.

Returning from the rooftop in a jiffy and dusting off his hands, Lucius started his story: "Let me tell you the story of Jezebel the corrupter whose body was eaten by dogs"…

* * * * * * * * * *

Deep in the night, as the town lay slumbering; a strange phenomenon could be seen – if one were looking - 2 tiny golden spots of light were floating down from the skies!

As they flitted here and there, unaffected by the wind and undetected by divine or mental senses; they separated. One, headed into the south-west – straight towards the higher ground and to the wilds, where the howls of wolves could be heard.

Another, to the southern edge of the town – towards the Yore Forest, in the direction of the shrine.

Maybe it was just a watcher's imagination [or maybe this author has read too many fairy tales...], but if one peered closely, one could barely make out a miniature figure of a human through the dense golden light. Almost as if it were a fairy godmother!

And over to the shrine courtyard this light flitted and floated, circling round the courtyard until it reached a certain dilapidated hut in the middle of the courtyard; where a girl lay fast asleep.

The light hung above her; and began to grow indistinct – the light was fading, and the figure within turned illusory. One could make out the long legs, smooth skin, well-developed 6 pack abs, stunning shoulder muscles and powerful chest of this fairy godmoth… fairy godfather.

(She's the fated one!) Leo's [non-existent] heart was beating hard – his breaths coming fast [imaginary breathing]. The golden light hung in the air above the girl who was lying on her back, sprawled on the bed with her blanket having slipped to the floor.

(It's now or never...) Leo exerted the last of his mental energies, focusing on the spell of domination that would wipe out the mind of this child and take over her body. His conscience shook when he considered whether this was right or wrong; but he steeled himself – for the sake of freeing all mortals from the cruelty of the Heavenly Fate… This was the only way found after generations of divinations.

If Lucius were present he would have noticed. He would have intervened, and struck down the adversary who, though he had pure motives, sought to harm his granddaughter. Then he would have traced the threat to its source, and found them and killed those who threatened his ward.

However, fate or luck or just coincidences were such that he was not here, and the leader of the rebellion against fate continued his ritual of domination.

At that time, the flows of mana *changed*, as if what was happening was contrary and in opposition to the heavens. Then Leo began circling in descent, causing a faint whistling sound of wind as he grew closer and closer to the girl's forehead.

200cm… 150cm… 100cm… As he drew closer and closer, his incoherent chanting grew stronger and was seemingly joined by a thousand voices of the universe as it rose in cadence; contradicting the sense of *wrongness*; contradicting the sensation that it opposed the heavens.

50cm… 40cm, 30cm…

*SMACK*

The girl, still half-asleep, flipped onto her side as she grumbled about the mosquitos nowadays; they were getting bigger and bigger – at this rate, soon they'd be as big as small dogs… She mumbled and yawned as she fell back asleep.

The golden light fragmented and scattered gently, the human figure having vanished like the mist – his quest ended tragically. Unbeknownst to her, the specks then landed on her body, before being absorbed and leaving only a hint of golden glow on her skin.

Systems? Transmigrators? Gods?
No problem! All will crumble under my fists!
Smashing dragons, devils and heros into meat patties!
Still, she has a dream - "When will I have a boyfriend...?"

"If the wretched heavens are against me..."
"...Then I shall BREAK the heavens!"

Sam is an orphan with a dream: a simple life and happy family. Nearly talent-less (and ahem, a little slow witted...), she has only her two (overpowered) fists to rely on in a world that seems determined to make her forever-alone.

Follow her story as she falls in love and learns what it means to experience loss;
Shares thick and thin with the most unexpected companions;
Faces betrayal by the ones she thought were the closest;
And learns to open her heart again to trust.

ANNOUNCEMENTS
NEVER DROPPED UNTIL COMPLETED.
...but major slow down as I am focusing on Desolate Mage.

Note: Romance will take time - and chapters :)

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Wassup everyone, yoursexypotato here!

I just want to remind you all that I really appreciate your support, especially those who have added this novel to their library. It really motivates me to write when the numbers go up(yes, I can see the number of people who added this novel to their library).

Just a news for everyone!

I will be entering Writing Prompts Contest #50: Mage. Yay! Not a pro, but why not?

I won't be adding any more chapters to this specific page because I will be transferring it to the other one -- the one I'm entering the contest with. You can all remove THIS specific book, Runes of Hecate (MIGRATED), and add the other one.

Same chapters, same story. 

It's just that, in order to enter the contest, the novel should be newly added to Webnovel. That means at the moment of the novel's creation, you specify the writing contest you are joining. Mine is already out there so the only way to get around it is to create a "new" novel and update that one. It's not against the rules, so that's what I did.

Here is the new link for the novel (which would also be available in THIS novel's synopsis):

https://www.webnovel.com/book/12803477105403005/Runes-of-Hecate

If you like my novel, please support me! I'd really appreciate it if you vote this novel, even just for the week of the contest.

As a compensation for bothering all of you, I'll throw in a couple more chapters in advance! I hope that would be enough :D

Peace out!

This novel has been migrated. Here is the new link:

https://www.webnovel.com/book/12803477105403005/Runes-of-Hecate

Same chapters, same story. I will be emailing Webnovel to remove this copy of the novel soon.

Thank you for all the support!

;)What the fuck are these things.

"I don't know but I'm scared," Mu said licking the sea salt off his lips.

;)What are you hungry you want to eat them, why the fuck are you licking your lips.

"Because they're chapped," Mu said furiously giving his lips some tongue.

;)Stop that it's weird even the fucking mutants are getting creeped out.

"I'm trying to get them to accept me," Mu thought to the voice not stopping his voracious tongue movement on his lips.

;)Don't use those words.

"What it's what I'm doing," Mu said while juggling his saliva across his lips.

;)Goddamnit there is just some things you don't describe look you scared away the mutants with your words.

"Oh I guess I'll stop then," Mu said resting his tongue back into it's wet lair called the mouth.

;)What are you doing know.

"Flexing my tongue it's sore," Mu said while pulsating his tongue from stiff to soft.

;)STOP.

"Is the tongue a muscle," Mu asked the voice.

;)W..what.

In another part of the universe another Mu was sitting down beside a fire with a monocle in his eye.

"Hahaha I'm not Mu, Author I am simply a forgotten segment or some shit being used here to talk about something." The Not Mu said.

The Not Mu got a book from a shelf and looked directly at the Author watching him.

"It has come to my attention that a certain website on which our book is published has made a new writing prompt competition." The Not Mu said while opening the book he got out.

"It is titled "Writing Prompts Contest 116: Male Lead - Entertainer in Another World", now this in itself is not the coolest part. The best part is in the ideas section where it says,"1) A former world-class singer wakes up in a world filled with fantastical beings and magic. They soon find out that their voice and songs are magical in nature in this new world where bards exist. How will they make use of this? How will this world respond to their power?"Not Mu said and after he was done he closed up the book and looked right at the readers.

"Now I don't know if you've read the story up to this point but I mean...come on. I'm not mad website on which this story is published in fact I just want to know who on your staff likes my story because that is badass." Not Mu said. 

"I don't know if this is normal or not but it's definitely cool," Not Mu stood up and ripped off his mask revealing himself to be the Author.

"I didn't want to make myself a body in this world because I didn't want Mu to be able to meet me, but I had to come down and say thank you I have had this story bumping around in my head for years and I just had to write it I didn't expect 10,000 people to find this concept as interesting as me." I wiped a tear away from my eye and said," This may not sound like a lot to some people but that's more people then I have in my city (I think). So thank you." Author signing out.

;)God I hope that's the last one of those.

Fuck You.

I can’t really explain this story but it does have an overpowered main character, a super huge world, and a talking abyss.

Draco's lips twitched vigorously. He felt like his horizons had been broadened. 
As a Legendary Tradeskill, how could he have been so naive as to expect any other outcome? Even Magical Engineering swallowed Aether Crystals like they were water, much less Scrivening. 
Draco suddenly understood why the lore for Boundless had been structured in the way it was. If players were to play in a world like the old era, there would be little room for growth, because the NPCs would own everything. 
Epic and Legendary Tradeskills required truckloads of Aether Crystals to function, so by establishing the lore as every single Dragon getting slaughtered, it put the world into an Aether Crystal deficiency. 
With this, it didn't even matter if a player was so outstanding that they received an Epic or Legendary Tradeskill as a fair reward, because it would severely limit how much they could benefit from it and thus a proper balance could be kept in this section of the game. 
But how could the AI have predicted that a beast like Draco would exist? Even if it somehow could have accounted for bloodlines before this, what were the chances of a Serpent God Inheritance member possessing the affinity of a genuine dragon? And a Black Dragon, at that?! 
Even that would have been fine because without bloodline compatibility, they couldn't learn Draconic skills or spells before Update 5. However, Draco had gone to spray his DNA over the AI wickedly. 
Not only that, but he had also abused his future knowledge with Eva's help to discover the only remaining White Dragon on the material world, who had an entire global story event revolve around her once players reached the higher Ranks and began to encounter True Gods. 
All of that went down the drain once Hikari was 'captured' by this vile beast, who proceeded to lay his monstrous claws on her fair skin. 
If it was just that, the AI could have swallowed the bitter pill and re-organized the events of the quest. However, the fellow had then built his bloody settlement over the Aether Mine and used it to form his current City-State. 
His claiming of Hikari led her to grant him the Aether Production passive skill, paving the way for Draco's ensuing evil. 
Afterwards through the fellow foolishly underestimating the immensity of the heavens and earth by playing with the Aether Conversion Orb in the Anomaly Realm beneath the Aether Hall, his Aether Production had been upgraded to the Aether Conversion, which was even stronger than what Hikari possessed. 
He had become a factory for Aether Crystals, and just selling a batch he had spawned over the course of slightly more than a week had made instantly turned him into the world's richest man. 
However, there always had to be balance in life. He had gained the Magical Engineering and Scrivener Tradeskills which were huge Aether Crystal sinks... 
This had been designed to act as a limiter on the Tradeskill's productivity in order to prevent the crafters under this category from becoming far too potent, especially on the NPC's side. 
At the end of the day, Boundless was a game for players, so they would be given better treatment and a higher priority. 
Draco sighed and let it go. He had come here to test the validity of the Tradeskill in order to craft some items and get a hand for its procedures. Once he raised its level with his accumulated Tradeskill experience, everything would become better. 
As such, he paid with 1 medium-grade Aether Crystal to have both Sword Skill 1: Inclined Slash and Sword Skill 2: Parry converted. 
A progress bar appeared beneath both Tradeskills, signaling that it would take 3 hours for the conversion of each of them. 
Draco frowned at the long duration, but attributed it to his low Tradeskill Rank. If he went higher, it was likely that he would be able to shorten this process to mere seconds. 
At least for the basic Tradeskills, higher level meant less time and resources, so it should be no different here. 
In the meantime, he rested his tired mind by mediating in the silent library. He felt his lapsing concentration solidify and his headache begin to diminish slowly. 
The other Tradeskill masters occasionally glanced at their lord who had been silent ever since he entered, with his eyes dazing into the air. They wondered what was going on with the fellow. 
Not only that, but he suddenly began rubbing his temples and whispering expletives under his breath. Such a thing would be inaudible usually, but in this silent atmosphere, he might as well have been yelling. 
Many of them felt their faces redden, because some of the combos Draco used were truly too amazing. They, who were 'intellectuals' who would never reduce themselves to uttering such profanities were naturally exposed to the dark side of the world. 
Many of them were awed. One could actually put such vulgar words together to achieve such a critical hit? Wow! I must try this on that enemy of mine… 
Caff! 
Of course, this was just a passing thought, it wasn't like we would do such things in reality, hahaha! 
After the two techniques were converted, Draco's mind had recovered by 90%. This had taken 6 hours, meaning that the day was almost over. 
However, he wasn't bothered. By spending such a great amount of effort recording his first 100 techniques, he could slowly convert them over time. 
That was another thing, the conversion timer. As Scrivening didn't require one to be at a set location, he could easily pay for the conversion anywhere and have it work in the background. 
So, he could fight, explore or craft while the conversion was going on, maximizing his efficiency. He had chosen to meditate because his splitting headache prevented him from doing anything else. 
However, it had largely recovered now, so he had no problem. As such, he decided to continue the process of Scrivening and learn what its end result was like. 
First, he checked the converted techniques, and saw that they were presented like a skill book in his mind, with their details highlighted. 
 
｢Sword Skill 1: Inclined Slash – Active Skill 
Rank: Common 
Effect: Swing one's sword in a 45° angle to inflict severe lacerations. Deals 20% sword damage on contact. 
Cooldown: 5 seconds.｣ 
 
｢Sword Skill 2: Parry – Active Skill 
Rank: Common 
Effect: Enter a defensive stance that parries a single attack from an enemy wielding a similar weapon. 
Note: This only negates damage, but not the physical force of the attack. 
Cooldown: 10 seconds.｣ 
 
Draco was extremely impressed with his sword skills. They were the first ones he had created, a basic offensive slash and a defensive posture to resist one attack, but they had been further amplified by the conversion. 
20% sword damage on the first one was almost on the level of an Uncommon skill. Not only that, but the cooldown was great, only 5 seconds! 
An average swordsman with this skill would really be crucial in a raid. He could deal 20% of his sword damage every 5 seconds. This was almost as good as the Common Rank Fireball spell which dealt 15% fire damage every 7 seconds. 
If it wasn't for the Sword Skill requiring one to be within arm's length from the enemy, it would be even better than a similarly ranked magic spell! 
As for the second one, it was even better than the previous one because it negated physical damage from one attack every 10 seconds. 
Of course, the attack had to originate from a sword, and even then, it only negated the damage, but did not removed the physical force of the attack. 
Still though, it was an extremely good skill for PvP fights between swordsmen. The one who had this skill would easily wipe the floor with another. 
Draco nodded with satisfaction. Both skills could be used by many players and NPCs of the world, meaning that it would have a great selling value. 
Paying 50 Low-Grade Aether Crystals was equivalent to 50,000 platinum, but if this skill was mass produced and sold, one should easily be able to recoup costs... eventually. 
After all, the AI would have to be very foolish to create a Tradeskill where unless one had many cheats like Draco, it was impossible to profit off it. 
If that was the case, why not just slap "for Draco's use only" on the Tradeskills and let matters rest? 
Draco went to the third screen, which was to pen the skillbook itself. Here, the options were to prepare the ink, prepare the paper and then Scriven. 
Draco selected to prepare the ink, and found that a new pop-up appeared, asking him the Rank of the skill he was choosing to pen. 
He chose the Common Rank, and then a list of materials was shown to him. Aside from that was a detailed process of how to prepare the ink itself. 
When Draco saw the materials, he slapped his forehead. Most of them were Common Rank materials that could easily be acquired. In fact, many of them were already present in the Rank 7 Castle. 
He understood everything now. To make a skillbook at a certain Rank obviously required materials of a similar Rank. How could he use Legendary materials to make a Common product? 
Of course, this logic only applied to writing Tradeskills. Engineering was a Tradeskill were one could make even a Common Rank war weapon with Epic materials, much less Magical Engineering. 
However, it was the end result that mattered. A creation from something like Magical Engineering could warp reality itself, and also could be used by multiple parties. 
Skillbooks could only be consumed once and then they were gone for good. Basically, it was like comparing a printing press and a car manufacturer. Which one cost more to make, a newspaper or a car? At the same time, which one sold for more, a newspaper or a car? 
Draco nodded and called over Darnia again. The pretty, yet young Head Maid entered the room of solemnity, attracting the various gazes of the fellows working here. 
After a long day of work, getting to gaze upon a beautiful woman was truly a pleasing sight, so they took this chance to take a break. 
Naturally, the old woman who managed the library harrumphed unhappily and looked away. When she had been at that age, she was 'naturally' an empire toppling beauty herself, but time was merciless. 
After receiving Draco's orders, Darnia went to collect the necessary items posthaste. In almost no time, she went down to the storerooms and collected some lamp black, honey, some gum arabic as well as supporting materials. 
Draco thanked Darnia and selected to begin crafting the ink. The process was not too complex at all. Since he was making simple black permanent ink, it was simple for the early stage. 
First, he mixed together the egg yolk, gum arabic, and honey. The end result was a strange smelling and yellowish-brown liquid that was extremely viscous. 
Honestly, it looked like someone's diseased phlegm, but Draco didn't want to think about it too much. He made sure to slowly stir in the lamp black, adding it to the yellowish-brown mix. 
Suddenly, the color became pitch-black and the funny smell changed. Now, it stank like good old ink, a very familiar smell that anyone who had gone to school would know with ease. 
The final product was a thick paste that could be stored in a sealed container. However, it wasn't usable yet, because there were some extra steps that needed to be taken. 
Draco took the shavings of a low-grade Aether Crystal and mixed it with the paste, which made its black color glow with a certain magical shine. 
Now, he had the necessary ink to write skills and spells! 
He quickly stored it in a metallic container. Since he planned to make a single book, he had only made two servings of the ink, meaning he would have to make more later. 
Draco inspected his creation. 
 
｢Special Ink – Material 
Rank: Common 
Use: Scrivening｣ 
 
He nodded his head with satisfaction. He would work on the paper next, as he would need to bind it into a book form in order to function properly. 
As for the paper, the process was even simpler than the ink. All he needed was some common rolls of papyrus that hadn't been treated yet. 
He then unrolled and cut rectangular segments to form sheets. Draco used his subjective magic to form a miniscule wind blade that vibrated at a high frequency, so it acted like a razor. 
It was attached to the tip of his index finger and was about the length of his fingernail. With his mechanical accuracy from Control's Body of Godliness, as well as his Void of Perfection's ability to perfectly measure everything within its domain, his incisions were no different from modern day machines. 
He cut out 20 pages of paper, since that was the limit for Common Rank skillbooks. It didn't matter whether it was word or picture heavy, 20 pages was the maximum one could have. 
Draco then used some more Aether Crystal shavings to treat the pages, though he melted these shavings into a syrupy form before applying them. 
After that, the paper glowed with a healthy color, like it had been infused with the breath of life. He then bound them together using some string made from a Rank 3 monster called the Ferrous Spinner, which was a spider that made metallic webs with high tensile strength. 
Next, he used some sturdy, yet soft cardboard to form the cover, sticking the pages to its spine with a supporting material called Gerald's Glue, which seemed to be a material created by a fellow called… Gerald. 
Anyway, it was quite useful as it had the best adhesion available in this world for a simple product, and Draco was able to tie off the process with its help. 
He then painted the cover and spine with a light brown color, adding in some aesthetic designs he liked. Naturally, he repeated this process for the second book, right down to the very same colors and ridges. 
After both were done, he then moved onto the Scrivening process. Funny enough, this one wasn't as hard as he thought. 
He just had to follow some "on-screen" prompts. Basically, just like with the Personal Workstation, he entered an Augmented Reality situation where he was given a 3D guide to follow in writing the book. 
With his very same mechanical accuracy, this was a cinch. Within no time, he had filled the book with all the necessary details of the skill, it even needed some diagrams to be drawn in it, amusing Draco to no end. 
After this, the ambient Worldly Energy was dragged into the book in torrents, creating a small tornado in the room. All the other Tradeskill masters were stunned out of their minds when they encountered this. 
Just now everything had been peaceful, how did things become so chaotic in just a few seconds?! 
Many could only scream or cry when their hard work over the day was pulled into the whirlwind and destroyed. The fortunate ones had just started today while others had been working on this for a month. 
When the torrent subsided, Draco gazed at the book with a smile. It looked no different from a typical skillbook, and his inspection proved that. 
 
｢Sword Skill 1: Inclined Slash – Active Skill 
Rank: Common 
Effect: Swing one's sword in a 45° angle to inflict severe lacerations. Deals 22% sword damage on contact. 
Cooldown: 4 seconds.｣ 
 
Draco looked at the other Tradeskill masters and shook his hands. "Report your losses to Darnia and I shall reimburse you all. I also apologize for any damages or losses incurred." 
His words mollified them greatly. Most would ignore them and leave them to sort themselves out heartlessly, but at least he had apologized and promised to reimburse them. 
While it couldn't recover the precious time and effort that had gone to waste, it was better than being ignored completely. 
"I'd advise you leave the area, as I have one more product to make." Draco warned with a light smile. 
Hearing this, his audience fled the library as if there was a fire on their bottoms. Once bitten, twice shy! After being victims of their Lord's "work", they were now fearful of his presence. 
Draco only smiled before Scrivening the details for the second sword skill in his repertoire. After he was done, another mini-tornado spawned in the library, which made the old woman pound her chest in pain. 
Many of the books here had been ravaged by this beast who called himself 'Lord', yet he didn't even have the guts to look her in the eye so that she could glare at him with hate! 
Of course, Draco wouldn't dare to look at her. After almost destroying the library, how could he have the face to gaze at the librarian? Even Qiong Qi would quietly leave with his tail tucked in. 
 
｢Sword Skill 2: Parry – Active Skill 
Rank: Common 
Effect: Enter a defensive stance that parries a single attack from an enemy wielding a similar weapon. 
Note: This only negates damage, but not the physical force of the attack. 
Cooldown: 8 seconds.｣ 
 
Thanks to the Legendary tools he used in penning the skillbooks, both of them were slightly stronger than they were assessed to be, and he hadn't even activated the enhancement feature yet! 
Draco sighed and took both books into his inventory before blinking away to his personal room. He dared not walk around too much in case the old woman attacked him with her slipper. 
It was a good thing too, as a hate filled scream echoed out in the library as soon as he left. 
Draco returned to his room to see that both Eva and Hikari were waiting for him. After going through their usual routine, they returned to share updates on the progress of the city as well as Roma and Zaine's pregnancies. 
After that, Hikari stated that she was ready for yet another egg, but Draco gave some excuses about having a headache and pretended to quickly fall asleep. 


Draco had risen to the top of the world through his exploits in the legendary FIVR game, Boundless. 

After years of intense conflicts between his guild, Hellscape and the guild of his former infidel lover, Darkrow, things came to a head when Draco conquered all. 

Now, nothing stood in his way of total conquest within the highly acclaimed second world of mankind, as he intended to fortify his new empire.
 
Unfortunately, a timely assassination sent him back into the wheel of time for reincarnation, but not even the Gods gave him peace of death. 

Thrust into the past, Draco realized he'd been given a second chance at life to start from scratch, with all the knowledge of over fifteen years of almost absolute power in Boundless.

Now, his path to glory will be far shorter and filled with more bloodshed than Hades could handle.
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In a white space, stretching endlessly, the Spirit, of something resembling a 16 year old boy awoke.

"Man, that Judge ant was fucking ruthless, I couldn't even talk with him properly. The moment I tried to, he instantly shot me down ruthles- Huh, where am I? Wasn't I in the Court right now?... Wh-Who are you guys? Did you kidnap me?", after rumbling on for some while, our main character finally noticed the existence of a „human", and that he finally got rid of his ant form.

*belly laugh* Good one, you twerp, If I would've wanted to kidnap someone, it wouldn't be someone as insignificant as you. 
Even your soul was so ungodly weak, that being reborn into anything stronger than an ant, was out of question. Why should I a god, want someone that useless?

Uhm, Author, who are you trying to b*llshit here? We both know that you need Ryo, to continue on your 'lovely' Novel on. 

*Cough Cough* Stupid Narrator, let me have my fun, at least for a single minute, please. 

*Sigh* Nevermind, Ryo! You definitely don't know about this, but I am writing your legacy, in a book, specifically in Novel form, down.
If I might add, you should feel honored, that I, the god of your insignificant planet, am doing this for a lower life form as yourself.
To make this story somewhat more interesting, I've thought about this while new style of writing, which I want to use to give your novel more flare.
I wanted to comment on the events transpiring in your life, kind of like a commentator.
Sadly, this stubborn Narrator, and many fans of mine, don't appreciate my hard work and think I am wasting your precious screen time, which If I may add, is only existent, because I was generous enough to write about you.
After reading many complaint letters, I've taken you, out of your pathetic little world, to tell you a few things, and reward you for being our little star.
...

The face of our Ryo scrunched tightly together, as he questioned his sanity, for continuing to listen to the ridiculous claims, this random stranger was spouting, while he ridiculed that weird man in his mind, "Which insane asylum, did this guy escape from?This is not what many humans are paying their taxes for. Also where am I? I don't remember hearing about a space, being completely white, with nothing else being around."

Hey! Don't drag, my good name, through dirt, everything I am telling you, is the truth. ...Well if you don't trust me. *snap*

After hearing this strangers claims, Ryo smirked sarcastically, but then gasped in shock.
He saw some screens being created out of thin air, which portrayed Ryos whole life, from birth, to him being 5 years old,acting as the hero Midas, from his favorite book, <Golden touch>, till him standing in this weird realm, listening to that stranger.

Something being created out of thin air, did not shock him, what did shock him, was that someone being able to record Ryos memories, and being able to broadcast them, needs to be a god, or at least something on a godlike scale.

The reason for why something being created out of thin air, is pretty simple, Ryo lives in a world of magic and greatly advanced technology.

Some technological masterwork, of a gadget, would surely be able to teleport these screens, from another place, and make it seem, as if they were created on the spot, out of nothing, and magic could be used to literally create these screens lout of nothing.

Even through Ryo was secluded, with his master, on a lonely mountain to become a great blacksmith, he still gained some knowledge about those two mysterious powers, from the many fantasy books, his master brings with him, every time he goes down the mountain, because his master, Bruce, knew, that Ryo would surely be bored, from learning blacksmithing all the time.

He always wanted to be able to use magic and control the myriad-nature-elements.

The special-grade space, time, destiny magic and also the super rare talent-gene magic, were magic he always dreamt of using, sometime he dreamt about being Midas, from his favorite book <Golden Touch>, turning every being into gold, through his mere touch, other times he dreamt of being NaN Gongsheng, from <King of Gods>, using his space abilities training to become a god, and fighting many miraculous enemies around the globe.

Ryo was many times so immersed, into these dreams, that he refused to wake up, and slept through many days and even a week straight, once, at the expense of being scolded by Bruce.

Sadly, in real life he had no aptitude for the normal myriad-nature-elements, let alone those super rare and hard to learn magic types.

In his human form, he trained every day like a madman in the normal myriad-nature-elements, to the point that he was even able to increase the heat of his surroundings, by an astonishing half-a-degree, his water magic, was so amazing that he was able to slowly shoot water into a cup, from his palms, and even fill said cup!!! Letting alone his earth-element magic, which is even more amazing, one can see how 'great' Ryo in the aspect of using magic!

Unfortunately as an ant with no mana, Ryo is unable to show his prowess as a 'prodigy' in the spell caster scene.

No aptitude for magic in his human body, and also none in his ant body, Ryo felt like crying for a moment, "have the gods forsaken me?"

Ryo quickly shook his head, to awake himself from his pathetic lamenting, he looked at that weird godlike figure, then at the recording his whole life, which was being portrayed before him, he took a deep breath and asked somewhat suspicious, "Ar-Are you really god, the god? Created of all living beings, as we know them?"

*Laughing sound* Yes, yes indeed I am, so now are you willing to listen to this humble old man?

Quit tooting your own horn, Author, get to the point.

Dammit Narrator, let me be!

To this Ryo looked pretty weirdly, at "The God", and asked, "Uhm, god, who are you talking with, all this time?"

Huh? Oh yeah, it's the narrator, you should know what his job is, just by hearing his name, shouldn't you? 
Anyways, he has been tasked with narrating this novel, he isn't here, as it would be pretty weird, hearing him narrating your story, while talking with you, also that would be pretty hard to narrate, for him, so he is gone to another space, for a while.
Just ignore me talking with or  about him, he is nothing but a noisy jerk, and a buzz kill.

Ryo rubbed his temples, after listening to such bullshittering, "Okay, I think I somewhat understand, who this mysterious "Narrator" is. Could you please explain to me what you were trying to say a second ago?"

Of course I can, So it all happend when...

This part of the story will be skipped, because I am to lazy, to narrate something that you already know. Thank me later, in the comment section.

An eerie shudder over-fell Ryo, he then inquired whether he misunderstood what this god had told him somewhat, "So you have been watching me for a years now for entertainment, because you thought that my life, might be a great story for a Novel? You even planted the thought, of needing to create a system, and then killing me, into my poor Master mind, just so the Novel, will have an interesting 'flare' to it? And then you killed me again, only because you wanted to 'repay' me, for you wasting my 'precious' screen-time? And you'll kill me again and again, till I become as entertaining as you want me to be?"

Essentially.

Ryos face turned pale, as he thought to himself, "Fuck, that's cold-blooded, can't I do anything, but accept this cruel injustice? I feel like a puppet, a marionette, a play thing only used for that disgusting gods own perverted idea of entertainment, I don't want to be used to fulfill anyone's needs! I am a goddamn human, and I want to be treated like one, how would he feel if he would know that every action he takes is only because someone else wanted to..."

While Ryo kept on having a big mental breakdown, because he found out his current life was a lie, a brilliantly and manly voice, sounded inside the mind of Ryo, this beautiful voice said, "Ryo, I am the Narrator, act normal, and don't mull about this conversation, until you are back on your planet again.
I've currently intercepted his mind reading abilities, but this bit of magic I used won't last long, I only have enough time to tell you something. I may not be able to help you much on your journey, but at least I can grant you a skill, that will let your thoughts be protected from any being, wanting to read them, even this faker, if you have any inquiries about this with me, ask them when you are brought back a life again. For now, just follow "that Gods" story, and don't ask him unnecessary questions, just accept what he says and go along, until you become strong enough, not to."

Ryo wanted to ask the handsome narrator something, but he stopped himself, after recalling the first half, of the narrators words.

Ryo put on a facade and asked, with seemingly genuine excitement, and a weird craze in his eyes,"You said, that I would get a present, for letting you be in my story, what's it? What's it?"

Oi, what happened to you, how come you are so hyperactive, right now, feels like a complete change of character...Well, not that I care, as long as the Reader like that, you do you. I know you don't want to end up being an ant all your life, and I also know that you want to become something, that's also why I allowed Bruce, to even create an item, that lets you regain your memories, even after being reborn, and even taking over the body of an ant with S-grade Blacksmithing Talent, was also because I allowed, Bruce to do that.
This all was done, in an attempt to help you on your path, towards greatness, but as you are pretty useless as an ant, and couldn't be brought into the body of something stronger, I've thought about a method, helping you, in becoming a stronger being, called Evolution.

After seeing Ryos incredulous face, Falsified continued on explaining, what the present is supposed to be.

Yes, it's the evolution humankind has come to know and love, the evolution, which made life on a level, higher than molecular possible, just slightly different. 
What I am talking about, is evolving, in a matter that changes your own body, and not your future descendant ones.
While you grow in level, and evolve, again and again, you will be someday able to wield magic, even becoming a god, like me, will be possible someday... if you don't die midway that is.

Ryos face instantly became frenzied from excitement, as a big genuine smile cracked his face, "With that I can become human again, also I will be able to wield magic, no aptitude for magic? No talent for blacksmithing? Screw that, I'll evolve and smack the face of this world!"

*Smile* Yeah, that's way to go, be as entertain- *cough* strong as you can, little twerp, now get out of my sight. Ahaha *Snap*

Now, FUCKING NARRATOR,DON'T YOU DARE THINK I DIDN'T HEAR YOU, WHEN I FIND YOU, I WILL ERASE YOUR EXISTENCE!

A letter popped into existence, the text only consisted out of 2 words, "IF, you find me ;)"

NARRATOOR!


Back on earth.

An ant stopped in its tracks for a few seconds, and then hastily continued on, with his steps.

"Hell no, I won't be taken to that Cell again, I will look out for an opportunity, for me to be able to run away from here, until then I will be a model worker ant."

Yep, it was our smart Ryo, who learned from his mistakes last time, let's hope something like that won't happen again.

A familiar handsome voice rang out again in Ryos mind, "Ryo, I don't have much time, so I won't be able to explain the current situation pertaining that god and us clearly, just try to become as strong as you can be, become a god, like me. I will explain more, the next time we meet. I know you can survive till then, also that fake god, is now unable to access and read your mind, because of that skill I've imparted to you, you should be able to see it, if you ask your system, your thoughts are safe now. Oh, Theres another really important thing I need to tell you, you are m-"

NARRATOOR

"Oh dang, that guys already here, I'm sorry. I'll tell you what I wanted to, the next time we meet, I gotta now go, bye."

All that was left behind, from this incredulously weird day, were the remaining bits of the Gods heart wrenching roar, a dumbfounded Ryo and a loud beep sounding in Ryos mind.

The beep came to be, because the system updated Ryos status.

A robotic voice rang in Ryos mind and woke him from his previous dumbfounded state, "Host has been reborn into another body, Calculating, hosts, new Status"

Name: Ryo

Race: Ant, worker Type

Attack: 4 Points 

Agility: 6 Points 

Defense: 6 Points

Mana: 0/0

Talent: S-grade Blacksmith

Abilities: Crawling, weak-bite, exo-skeleton's might, weak-acid, I-Protect-Myself!.

New skill, I-Protect-Myself!, definition:
User is immune to mental type disruptive skills, and hosts mind is immune to being read, through magic or through any other means.

Instantly Ryo got into an even more dumbfounded state than before and cracked a big smile, which looked disgusting, because he was an ant, "Holy, that skill is op, am I turning into one of those cheat characters, like Leonidas, from <golden touch>? Could it be, that it's finally my time to shine?"

The system instantly poured a bucket of cold water onto his fervent spirit, "Host shouldn't forget that he is still a useless ant, better get stronger fast, or you won't get anywhere in life."

"... will it kill you to be positive and supportive at least once in your lifetime, towards your poor old Host?", Ryo became a bit depressed hearing the system, "Nevermind, the system is  right, I need to become something better than an ant. I will succeed, and reach the mountains peak, or die while climbing it! 

The story is continuing some more, but as I am a narrator, that is trying to run away from a literal god, I don't have that much time on my hand to spend leisurely, I will update you guys, once this annoying guy isn't on my trail anymore.

End of Volume one, probably...I guess.

Ryo, the 14 Year old genius is now better than his grandmaster and started his journey to become even better than everyone else in everything, or so Ryo would like this story to go.

Instead Ryo is a 14 Year old loser, he got thrown out by his parents. at the age of one and got accepted as the only disciple of a grandmaster blacksmith called Bruce. 

Ryo unfortunately died while trying to find materials for his Master to create some special Item.

Ryo is also a failure of a disciple. He has a
the Infamous F-grade talent in the art of Blacksmithing!

After Ryo died, Bruce finished the special Item and bound it to Ryo’s dying Soul, so that Ryo can become something... at least in his next life. 

Little did Bruce know, that Ryo was reborn into an ant, but not just any ant, the lowly Suicidant species, the most useless out of all weak ant species.

How will Ryo get out of his predicament of being an ant? Will Ryo become a Grandmaster in Blacksmithing, like Bruce always wanted him to be or will he choose a new path, more suited towards himself? A path worthy of an ant emperor, will he be the new Antgustus of his own little Rome? Or will he be just some road side ant, which one will step and and just not notice?

Find out all this and much more, in the next episode of Dragon ba- cough my bad cough wrong series.

[Natta Blades (Grade 2)]

Damage: 17-23

Effect 1: [Bleed]- Applies the bleed effect when hitting the target's skin. Deal 1 damage every 5 seconds for 1 minute.
Effect 2: [Pairing] - Natta Blades exist as a pair, without their twin blade, reduced the weapons stats and effects by 50%

Li Wei crouched next to Ranger Oleg's body and picked the two daggers. They were unexpectedly Grade 2 equipment! The Natta Blades were an excellent pair of weapons but they paled in comparison to Li Wei's Dark Runic Swords. He swiftly placed them in his inventory and continued to search Ranger Oleg's body.

To his disappointment, there were no more valuables aside from the ring at his finger and the keys to open the graveyard. Having been playing the role of the gravekeeper, Ranger Oleg did not wear any rare equipment. 

"Just too bad... But I hope your brother won't disappoint me."

Li Wei picked the ring and the keys and made his way to Mage Oleg. 

[Skull wand (Grade 2)]
Intelligence +1
Wisdom +1

Skill: [Summon Skeleton]

[Summon Skeleton (level 1)]
Summons a skeleton to fight for the user for 3 minutes. All the stats of the skeleton are equal to the caster's wisdom.
Mana cost: 60
Cooldown: 2 hours.

"What a powerful wand! I was so lucky he did not use this skill!" exclaimed Li Wei. In the hand of a priest who invested a lot in Wisdom, even at this stage, they could summon a skeleton with all stats set at 25. The skeleton would be much stronger than any players or even NPCs at that level.

[Magic Silk Robe (Grade 2)]
Armor +3
Magic resist +7

Skill: [Mana absorption]

[Mana absorption (level 1)]
A passive skill that increases the user's mana regeneration rate.
Mana Regeneration +1/second

"No wonder he was able to cast so many skills. He could regenerate so much mana... It is even better than my [Tear of Fairies]."

Li Wei sent the two pieces of equipment in his inventory and continued to loot.

[Boots of Gelor]
Armor: +6

Skill: [Blink]

[Blink (level 1)]
Instantly teleports the user a short distance away.
Teleportation distance: 3m
Mana cost: 40
Cooldown: 10 minutes

[Aquamarine Trousers]
Magic resist +10

Skill: [Refresh]

[Refresh (level 1)]
Instantly refreshes the cooldown of a skill whose cooldown time is less than two minutes, including itself.
Mana cost: 30
Cooldown: 2 minutes.

Li Wei's eyes widened. What a deadly combo. The Aquamarine Trousers combined with the Magic Silk Robe formed the ideal set of equipment of a mage. "D*mn, I could have been in so much more trouble. Fortunately, he did not blatantly attack me when I was close to his brother."

"Such a pity I am not a mage... These items are so good," exclaimed Li Wei. He looked at the pieces of equipment in his inventory with envy. They were all tailored for mages, however, Li Wei still decided to change his pants for the [Aquamarine Trousers] and his boots for the [Boots of Gelor].

Both items outclassed his previous equipment. He continued to search for more loot but unfortunately, Mage Oleg only had two more rings. He did not have any leg guards, gloves, armguards or hat.

Li Wei briefly looked at the rings but quickly lost interest. He could not take off his [Ring of Chaos] and the ring with [Earth Wall] was still very useful to Li Wei. Unfortunately, the Mage's pendant also exploded after activating its skill earlier.

These were all the equipment Mage Oleg had but aside from that, Li Wei also found an old yellow book in the mage's robe. It was already clearly damaged by time. However, when Li Wei grabbed it, he obtained the following system prompt:

[System prompt: You have found a tome containing the knowledge of the skill: [Roots of Magic]. Do you want to learn this skill? Once used, the tome will be destroyed.]

[Roots of Magic (level 0)]
Mana cost: 0
Cooldown: 5 minutes
Effects: Decrease the mana cost of all skills by 30% and decrease the cooldown of all other skills by 20%
Note: Roots of Magic will be automatically canceled if the user tries to move his legs or is affected by a strong crowd control effect

"D*mn... Another item useful for mages..." complained Li Wei. He thought he struck gold but in truth, all these items were not suitable for him. However, they would still be valuable and would bring him a large sum of money when sold.

"This should be it."

Li Wei stood up. The quest had been completed. He did not need to spend the night here since he now had the keys to the gate of the graveyard. However, as he was about to walk out of the house, Li Wei's gaze briefly landed on the small opening next to the hobs from which Mage Oleg came out.

"Now that I think about it. Since they have been robbing graves, they should have a few good things in there."

He hesitantly went through the small opening which led to a small cache. As soon as he entered, Li Wei was momentarily blinded by the glistening sight. The cache was filled with gold coins and jewels.

After plundering the graveyard for weeks, the twin brother accumulated quite a bit of gold and items. They did not hesitate to sell the items to the black market and had accumulated a small fortune by doing so. They were planning to run away very soon to enjoy their gold in a different town but unfortunately, the sole beneficiary of their shady business would be Li Wei.

[System prompt: You have found a hidden cache. Do you want to automatically add the following items to your inventory: 592 gold, 20 Grade 0 Jewels and 20 Condensed Crystals. Note that non-craftable jewels have already been converted to gold.]

[System prompt: You have found the Quest item: Chalice of Harmony. Do you want to accept the quest: The long lost Chalice.]

[Quest: The long lost Chalice]
Return the chalice to the church at the capital of an empire.
Reward: 10000 exp and a follow-up quest.

"This... This is too great! I knew the rewards for completing the quest would be huge but I did not expect so much!" exclaimed Li Wei. Without hesitation, he agreed to both system prompts. The cache was emptied in an instant as Li Wei's inventory became full.

He looked at his inventory with interest. He now had 619 gold, much more than any player could hope to obtain through normal means. The Grade 0 jewels were materials that could be embedded into weapons. They were not very useful to Li Wei as only Jewellers could use them and this profession could only be unlocked at the capital. As for the Condensed Crystal, they immediately attracted Li Wei's attention.

[Condensed Crystal]
Consume to obtain 1000 exp

Li Wei was delighted. The harvest this time was huge! He was about to use the Condensed Crystal when a thought suddenly crossed his mind.

'Since all these items were essentially robbed from the graves, will I get into trouble if I do not return them all? They should all belong to rich NPCs and their families might come after me... The Condensed Crystals coincidentally give me the exact amount of exp I would have obtained if I submitted the quest.'

He was in a dilemma. The harvest looked too good to be true and after thinking for a while, Li Wei came up with a potential scenario. In the end, he chose to not touch the Condensed Crystals yet. He would first go to the Warrior Association and see whether they would ask for the items. 

'If it was a subjugation quest, it would have been fine to just take everything but this quest is a bit different. It is better to be safe. Using them now won't have much effect anyway. I need more than 40 thousand exp to level up again.'

Li Wei was about to leave the house when suddenly, two system prompts sounded:

[System prompt: An emergency quest has been issued: Save the warehouses!]

[Quest: Save the warehouses(Unique)]

[Information]

The warehouses of Verdan Town have all mysteriously caught fire. Help the guards put out the fire and save the food stored in the warehouses

Task 1: Go to the well near the warehouses and help the guard put out the fire by carrying buckets of water from the well to the warehouses.
Task 2: Save the items still in the warehouses.

Reward: 100 exp per item saved or 100 exp per bucket of water carried

Note: This is an emergency quest. Players do not have to participate. Not participating in any emergency quest will worsen their relationship with the citizens of the town.

[System prompt: An emergency quest has been issued: Find the arsonists!]

[Quest: Find the arsonists(Unique)]

[Information]

The warehouses of Verdan Town have all mysteriously caught fire. The guards have identified that the incident was man-made due to the fire's abnormal resistance to magic. Help the guards find clues about the arsonists.

Task: Find clues about the arsonists and report to the barracks

Reward 1: 20000 exp for each clue given if the arsonists are caught.
Reward 2: Alternatively, players would receive a mysterious reward for arresting the arsonists by themselves.

Note: This is an emergency quest. Players do not have to participate. Not participating in any emergency quest will worsen their relationship with the citizens of the town.

"What? What on earth is happening outside?" exclaimed Li Wei. Having received the system prompts, Li Wei was certain that all the players have also received it and considering the negative effects of refusing, everyone would definitely participate. 

"This is bad." Li Wei briefly looked at his character window. His fatigue was already at 54. It was quite high and after passing 60, his stats would be affected. He was reluctant to take part in the quests but he knew all the other players also had high fatigue levels. Some might even be in worse shape than him.

He quickly left Oleg's house and went to the entrance of the graveyard. In the distance, he could already see part of the town brightly emitting an orange light. He took out the keys and opened the gates but at that moment, two more system prompts sounded:

[System prompt: An emergency quest has been issued: Defend Verdan Town!]

[Quest: Defend Verdan Town(Unique)]

[Information]

The scouts caught sight of a wave of flying demons. They should arrive at Verdan Town in the next ten minutes. Help the town defend against the demons

Task: Go to the barracks and enroll yourself for the night. Assist the guards in killing the flying demons

Reward: 10000 exp 

Note: This is an emergency quest. Players do not have to participate. Not participating in any emergency quest will worsen their relationship with the citizens of the town.

[System prompt: An emergency quest has been issued: Escort the Royals!]

[Quest: Escort the Royals(Unique)]

[Information]

The aim of the flying demons is the Earl's castle. The Earl has ordered for his two sons, the 6th prince and the 7th princess to be evacuated.

Task: Go to the barracks and volunteer to escort one of the four characters during their escape to the next town.

Reward: 10000 exp 

Note: This is an emergency quest. Players do not have to participate. Not participating in any emergency quest will worsen their relationship with the citizens of the town.

"What is this? Two more emergency quests? This cannot be a coincidence. Is it an event? Did somebody trigger it?" 

...

In the middle of the night, Skywalker rushed across the streets, wearing his trusty cloak. "Are you sure we made the right decision? There is a quest that has been released to hunt us!"

Dark King bit his lips. "We knew something like that would happen but as soon as we leave the town, everything will be fine. Nobody will know that we were behind this."

Followed by a group of players, the two players went into a dark alley where a cloaked figure was waiting for them.

"Sir, we have done our part of the plan. As you requested, we swapped some of the fruits for the explosives and put them in the warehouses. At the same time, my men have set the other warehouses on fire. They should be on their way here," solemnly said Dark King.

"Hmmm." The cloaked figure took out his cloak and nodded. If Li Wei was here, he would immediately recognize the cloaked figure as the old identifier!

"You did well. This should have caused enough chaos to split the guards." The old identifier nonchalantly pressed onto one of the bricks behind him. It activated a secret mechanism; with a muffled cranking noise, the wall behind the old man slid open.

"Follow me. Everything you asked for has been prepared. We also prepared an escape path as you requested. However, it is also being used by our men to infiltrate the town." The old identifier guided the players to a secret warehouse where countless boxes full of potions were waiting for them.

Dark King grinned as he saw the glistening potions. At the same time, he received a system prompt:

[System prompt: You have completed the quest "Cause chaos", 100000 exp awarded.]

In an instant, Dark King leveled up to level 18. He received an absurd amount of exp just for completing one quest, allowing him to completely skip level 17. Furthermore, he was not the only one, all the members of Exodia, currently in Verdan Town, received the exact same notification.

The rewards were bountiful. He also got all these boxes of potions that would further increase the stats of his guildmates. However, this quest had a huge risk. If they were caught, not only were they guaranteed to die, they would also suffer in the future as they would be labeled as criminals. This quest was a high-risk high reward quest!

"Dark King. Will our guildmates be fine? They are still running away from the guards. They might get caught," murmured Skywalker.

"Since when did you start to worry about your guildmates? A few losses are inevitable but the majority should be able to make it here. Send them a message and tell them about the brick that opens the wall."

Dark King swiftly commanded the players who transferred all the potions to their inventory. He was delighted. With the massive boost of power they have just received, Exodia should not have any trouble settling in a nearby town. At worst, if they were caught, they would be able to make a name for themselves at the Dark Cities.

The old identifier nodded as he noticed all the potions were gone. He pointed at one of the dark tunnels. "This is the exit. It leads directly outside the town."

However, at that moment, a dark figure emerged from the tunnel, followed by several other men.

The old identifier's eyes lit up. "Gogius! It has been a while. You are still as ugly as the last time I saw you."

"Old man. Time was not very kind to you either. Who are these guys?" asked Gogius as he took off his hood.

"They are the little helpers I found to cause some chaos. Some of the guards of the castle should have left to deal with the fire and with the incoming wave of demons, the castle would be even more defenseless," said the identifier.

"Good. Let's move quickly then. Our goal this time is the Eye of Mydas. It is one of the jewels found in the treasury of the Earl. According to the Messenger, it is a very powerful item that would be useful for the Heir of Darkness to release his third seal. He has already dispatched the flying demon corps to help us with this task."

"Got it. Looks like the faction is sparing no efforts in getting the best materials for the heir. Any regular jewels would have been alright but they are going for the best of the best," commented the old identifier.

"Do not question the orders of the Messenger." Gogius took the lead as several cloaked figures emerged out of the tunnel.

Dark King and the other players froze as they observed the long line of powerful NPCs making their way out of the secret tunnel. 'Looks like it was the right decision to not oppose these lunatics'

At that moment, a voice sounded next to Dark King. "By the way, Dark King. I have a proposition to make. Since you have already helped us cause chaos, why don't you help us in our next task?"

In 2050, an unprecedented nuclear disaster forced all human beings to find shelter in undergrounds refuge. Not knowing when the level of radiation will reach acceptable levels, the world leaders decided to bet everything on the next generation. They reallocated all their resources into a single project. A new VRMMORPG about to be released is redesigned to accommodate the world population. It will not only provide people with a goal and leisure but also serve as a test to find the future leaders that will rebuild Earth.


Follow the adventures of an orphan as he climbs from nothing to the very top. He will face many difficulties, venture into a boundless world and finally build up his own kingdom. Caught in the storm of the struggles for power, he has no choice but to grow stronger. This is the story of the man to be known as the Emperor of Chaos.

Here's an edited version available on Amazon: 
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Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/nikostar2

story writing prompts for grade 6

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To My Sunflower

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Haunting the Murderers' Chatroom(Hiatus)

No System? No Problem! (Rebellion Against the Heavenly Fate)

Runes of Hecate (MIGRATED)

Plagiarism in Another World

Guild Wars

This pathetic ant, wants to overturn the heavens

New Earth- A world of Chaos

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