Evan Ford , Saved a man from an accident soon after he wanted to take a nightwalk 

Suprisingly after 2 Years , A man shows up , claim himself as Zeck Matsuda , ring the door bell and offer him something called ' Slave '.

How will Evan manage this Situation?

Given Qiu Chenxi's soft approach, the students would not treat her seriously and would not listen to her instructions. 
"Ah?" Miao Jing was stunned. "Isn't it just a lesson? Is it so complicated? Is it not too much of an exaggeration to compare it to the training of soldiers and deployment of strategies?"
Zhai Yaohui shook his head. "In this world, if you really want to do something well, then you can't treat things too lightly."
"Then, what should we do with the situation now? There's still more than an hour of lesson. Isn't it a waste of everyone's time if Qiu Chenxi stands on the stage without doing anything?" Miao Jing was displeased.
Zhai Yaohui shot a look at the political commissar. The political commissar quickly stood up and said, "It is rare that Comrade Qiu is willing to give us lessons. She is a college graduate from the university in the capital. Everyone should seize this opportunity to learn from her. I hope everyone can cooperate with Qiu Chenxi and learn as much as you can."
If not for the sake of the Qiu family, the political commissar felt like asking Qiu Chenxi to get off the stage and let Qiao Nan conduct the lesson. 
If she was incapable, she should not have volunteered to do the teaching. She was asking for trouble for herself.
"Okay, since everyone is shy, I will not force all of you. As a part of this army and from your response yesterday, I know that all of you are very enthusiastic toward English. All of you were busy practicing yesterday. It's just that I didn't expect that all of you would be unwilling to come up to demonstrate what you have learned." Qiu Chenxi took a deep breath and tried once again to get the soldiers to focus on the class and to control the rhythm of the class. "Everyone must have known by heart what you have learned yesterday. We shall move on to today's lesson."
The political commissar felt relieved and sat down when Qiu Chenxi began to start her lessons.
Qiu Chenxi relaxed slightly when the political commissar sat down. But faced with the blackboard, she was so helpless that she stood still, staring at it. 
Qiu Chenxi quickly calmed herself down and sorted out her thoughts. She glanced at her lesson plan before she took the chalk and started to write a few English words on the board. 
Qiu Chenxi's handwriting was pretty neat, especially when it was written on the paper. However, for those who were used to writing on the paper wrote on the blackboard without any practice, their handwriting on the paper and on the blackboard would seem as if they were from two different people.
As a result, the blackboard was a huge obstacle for Qiu Chenxi.
Qiu Chenxi had already taken other circumstances into consideration except for the blackboard, which was beyond her expectations. 
When she first started to write on the blackboard, her face turned red from the laughter behind her. She used the fastest speed to erase the English letters on the blackboard and prepared to rewrite it.
Unfortunately, in the two times that she tried writing on the blackboard, her handwriting was not as she expected.
"…"
Qian Yanyan was dumbfounded. How could this be? 
Qiu Chenxi was an adult, yet her handwriting was not as beautiful as the little teacher? Was she joking with her?
Qian Yanyan was not the only one who had such thought. The rest of the soldiers could not believe that Qiu Chenxi's handwriting on the blackboard would be this terrible. "Comrade Qiu is a college graduate. I heard that Teacher Xiao Qiao is only a high school student. Could it be that as she has graduated for a long time, her handwriting has also deteriorated? Her handwriting on the blackboard cannot be compared to Teacher Xiao Qiao's handwriting."
One could easily tell who the better teacher was from the discussions among the soldiers.
One was a comrade, while the other was a teacher. From the form of address, Qiu Chenxi had already lost to Qiao Nan.
Lin Yuankang had a look of pride on his face. He leaned toward Qiao Nan. "Little disciple, what's your thought on this? Do you care to share it with me? It's so boring to have the joke to yourself. You should share it with me."
"Interesting?" Qiao Nan shook her head. "I don't think it is interesting. I only want to say that Qiu Chenxi missed the right time." After another ten years, probably around 2010, the whole country would be using Information Technology. Almost every household would have one or several computers. Almost all of the classrooms, from elementary to university levels, would be equipped with a controller. As long as it was connected to the laptop, the contents could be projected using a projector and one could run a PPT.
By then, it would not matter whether Qiu Chenxi had good handwriting on the blackboard or not. As long as one used the computer, the fonts and typesetting would be done beautifully. Nobody would face such an awkward situation anymore. 
"The right time? When is the right time?" Lin Yuankang knitted his eyebrows, feeling perplexed. 
"I mean, China is advancing and developing rapidly. I think in a few years' time, teachers may not need to write on the blackboard. There may be a machine that can project the words. As a result, it will reduce the time wasted in the class and the students will have a happy and easy time having their lessons."
"Will there be such a day?" Lin Yuankang wondered. "It's without a doubt that China will develop and advance, but is what you said possible?"
Would teachers use such advanced technology in their lessons? 
"Definitely." In less than ten years, or probably two more years, when it was the 21st century, the universities would adopt such a teaching method. 
"Nan Nan, do you want to be an English teacher in the future?" He hoped that his little disciple would follow in his footsteps. 
"No, I am just talking about the future development of China. I am not interested in being a teacher. If you did not drag me here with you, would I have accepted this task?" Qiao Nan denied immediately. She already had a lot on her mind given her family situation. If she was a teacher, she would have a lot more to worry about. 
If possible, she would avoid taking on jobs that would require her to dedicate a lot of her time and effort, especially those that needed her to labor and toil with her mind and body. For instance, jobs like teaching that would have a huge impact on future generations. 
"That's good." Lin Yuankang was relieved.
"What's good about that?" Qiao Nan did not understand.
"Nothing. You should focus on the lesson. It's very rude of us to talk within ourselves while others are conducting the lessons. Nan Nan, as your teacher, I must correct you. You can't do this in the future." Lin Yuankang put on a stern expression and looked toward the blackboard, checking out the words that Qiu Chenxi wrote. 
Qiao Nan, who was criticized for no apparent reason by Lin Yuankang, was dumbfounded. 
It was her master who started the conversation. What she did was to reply to his question. Why did she end up as being rude and disrespectful to others? 
Qiu Chenxi finally managed to write a few words on the board. She relaxed slightly. However, she shot a sideways glance at Qiao Nan. Qiao Nan must have done it on purpose!


Qiao Nan: Crap! I am your biological daughter, yet I am treated as if I was picked up from the streets. In fact, you treat me worse than that!

Mother Qiao: Qiao Nan, you are not as pretty or smart as your elder sister. You are not as blessed as her. You have no right to study, marry, or to have your happiness!

Qiao Nan: Why am I not allowed to study, marry, or to seek my happiness? I will find a man right now and marry him!

Qiao Nan is dumbstruck upon discovering that the man right beside her is a powerful figure in the quad—the person who has the most promising prospects to be the future Chief.

Qiao Nan stares at the well-built man in front of her. He has firm abs and cold, chilling eyes. She swallows the lump in her throat as she says her greetings, "Good Morning, Chief!"

Stepping to the front of the class, Ensen clapped his hands five times at different intervals to make a basic rhythm.

This act immediately got the students' attention, well all but the two people sitting in the back row, Warren and Brian.

Deciding to clap louder this time, he repeated the same rhythm while staring at the two.

"Oh!" Warren shouted as he realized what was going on.

Unlike Warren, Brain simply looked down in embarrassment as everybody in the class had been staring at them.

Lightly clearing his throat to regain everybody's attention, Ensen began to speak. "Alright, so this is your guy's first real class so I'll just go over a few things before we start."

Pausing for a moment, Ensen looked at the teacher's desk with two separate stacks of paper. One stack had five pieces of paper with the class schedule printed out on each one.

Walking over to pick up the papers, Ensen continued with his speech "I'll be giving you a piece of paper with the schedule of your classes for this semester, so do your best to either keep it or memorize your classes. If you lose it somehow it is not a big deal, but please do your best to keep it."

Grabbing the papers, Ensen began to walk around the classroom and give each student a copy of the schedule.

There were a total of four different classes in total at the moment at Evergreen Academy, English, Math, Music, and Gym. Although Gym was currently run by Ensen who… was not the most qualified teacher. But for the moment it would be fine.

Although Ensen would love to have other important classes such as social studies, science, and similar things, he simply did not have the manpower at the moment.

As things stand right now he was teaching three different classes. While there were only five students, Ensen was trying to do his best to create a lesson plan that could be used for other classes in the future which limited his time by quite a bit.

While Ensen didn't particularly mind all of the busywork, if he took on too much work at once the quality of the work would severely decline, which was the one thing Ensen didn't want. After all, this Academy was supposed to be an elite institution in the future, he couldn't go around designing subpar lesson plans.

"Alright, now can somebody tell me what class this is supposed to be now? Look at the schedule to see." Ensen asked, making sure that the students understood how the schedule worked. Even though it seemed pretty simple, he wanted to be sure just in case.

After a few seconds, Leah raised her voice and said "Right now is… English, principal."

Nodding in agreement, Ensen continued "That is right, so I'll be handing the classroom over to Mr. Gerhardt who will continue."

Looking towards Gerhardt who had been standing next to the door since he arrived at the classroom earlier, Ensen slowly walked towards the back of the classroom to spectate as Gerhardt began to stiffly walk upfront. 

'Oh, is he nervous? Well, luckily there are only five students here for now, if there were more I wouldn't be surprised if he fainted.' Ensen thought as Gerhardt began to speak.

"Welcome to English everybody. Now I understand that people may have varying degrees of knowledge about the English language, but no need to worry about that. I will make sure that every student will learn as much as they can this semester." Gerhardt said.

Pausing for a moment to seemingly consider how to properly phrase the next part, Gerhardt said slowly "Now there will be just a simple quiz to determine where all of you are at which you will have 30 minutes to complete.."

As soon as Gerhardt stopped speaking, audible sighs filled the room.

'I guess everybody hates tests, fair enough.' Ensen thought.

Making eye contact with Gerhardt, Ensen tried to signal something with his eyes.

Noticing the odd behavior Ensen was showing, Gerhardt turned his gaze towards him and simply stared at him for a few seconds before realizing what he had been trying to signal.

"This quiz will not be marked or affect your grade in any way, it's just to find out where we should begin our class." Gerhardt clarified.

Although the students seemed a little better after hearing that, they still weren't too keen on taking a quiz.

As Gerhardt began to hand out the quizzes that had been lying on the teacher's desk beforehand, the students had begun to work.

The questions varied in difficulty, from putting proper punctuation in sentences, spelling, and similar things.

Anabella, Brian, and Stephen seemed relatively composed as they slowly answered the questions whereas Leah seemed more nervous than the others, evident by her slowly tapping her foot.

Warren on the other hand had… an interesting reaction. He seemed to be having trouble focusing as he stared outside the window for a long period of time before even taking a glance at his sheet. After that, although he had been able to make a little bit of progress he still seemed to be having trouble focusing.

Mentally making a note for himself to keep an eye on Warren's focus level in class for the next few days, Ensen leaned on the wall as the 30 minutes that the students had to work on the quiz slowly passed by.

"Please put down your pens everybody. Thank you for writing the quiz." Gerhardt said as he walked around and collected the sheets.

After he collected them all, Gerhardt returned to his desk and took a quick glance at the papers to make sure everybody had written their names.

"Alright everybody, I will look through your quizzes later today and evaluate where we are currently at. But at the moment, let's write a journal entry. I will not be reading your journal, I will simply take a quick glance to check that you have written something. Each class will have a brief journal writing period with a different topic each week, this week's topic is about your favorite season. So state your favorite season and write why you like it so much." Gerhardt said calmly.

'He adjusted rather quickly, while he still seems a little nervous it is way better than before.' Ensen thought.

Satisfied with how Gerhardt had been conducting his class so far, Ensen decided to do some work while the class was going on. 

Quietly walking towards the door, Ensen decided to head towards his office.

Even though he had his own personal room, he had not checked the place out before even though he helped furnish it.

Opening the room to the principal's office, Ensen noticed a rather beautiful oak desk in the middle of the room with a cushioned chair in front of the desk for visitors to sit. On the desk was only a computer at the moment as Ensen did not personalize the office yet. There was also a small coffee table and couch to the left. 

A rather large window was on the left wall, giving vision towards the front of the school, although the blinds were currently closed.


Nodding in satisfaction, Ensen walked over towards the desk and sat down. Quickly starting up the computer, he proceeded to do research about various topics for the rest of the time.

A while later Ensen looked at the time and noticed that it was about time for the class to end.

Getting out of the seat and stretching his arms, he began to return to the classroom.

Slowly opening the door to try not to cause a distraction, Ensen sneaked to the back of the classroom, although everybody had noticed him entering.

Luckily for him, he seemed to arrive at the perfect time as Gerhardt was just ending his class.

"Alright everybody, that concludes the first English class. I know the quiz may have been hard but I'm sure you all did well. If you have any questions about class today or questions about the class going forward, please talk to me later." Gerhardt said calmly.

As he had finished, Gerhardt looked at Ensen as if asking 'What should I do now?'

Mentally laughing at Gerhardt's expression, Ensen slowly walked towards the front of the class with a smile on his face. 

"So that's your first class done, I hope it was alright. So now is math class, then there will be a little break afterward."

Beginning his teaching, Ensen soon broke his student's hearts when he declared that there would be another quiz similar to earlier in English.

However he really couldn't help it, none of them had any formal education so Ensen really didn't know anything about their knowledge in the slightest.

It seemed like it would remain this way for a while for new classes as Ensen's recruiting pool mainly consisted of those either too poor or in too remote of a place for proper education.

As such, it seemed like he would be destined to break his student's heart's in the future.

Ensen Fuentes was a teacher at a top-tier local private academy. However, a few months ago the board decided to transition the academy into a girls-only academy. Due to pressure from the families of the students, male faculty members were slowly let go.

Because of Ensen's excellent reputation and progress with his students as a math teacher, he was kept but was ultimately forced to be let go after a few months.

With nowhere to go and nothing to aim for, watch how a mysterious system changes his life and aids him to create a world-renown private academy!

Changing the bedding and taking a shower he made his way to the Library.

. . . . .

Kings Library 3:02 pm


Going through the entrance he momentarily frowned seeing as Megan wasn't sitting at the front desk.


Then continued his way through looking at the books on the shelves 'hmm if Megan's not here I'll just do the regular studying'


Going around the bookshelf that blocks the view of his regular spot, he heard the sound of a women's voice mumbles and papers being pushed around.



Finally getting to his spot, he saw that the desks that are usually on the side are pushed the centre and a large whiteboard with the words R.E (religious education) was standing beside.



Megan had her head down planning something, when Theo saw this he approached her "Hi Megan"

Megan raised her head and looked down at her phone and said frustratedly "Your late Theo"

"Sorry sorry I got distracted by the books"

"Okay I'll let you off seeing as it's your first offence but no next time"

"Thank You, Miss Hancock, I won't"

Looking at each other, they breathed in the awkward, still air before breaking into laughter.


"So Miss Hancock what am I learning"


"You said you hadn't done any studying on R.E (Religious Education), so today I'll teach you that, but also I'll teach you some etiquette and then we'll do a photo shoot around the library"


With a puzzled look on his face, he replied "I understand the first two but why the photo shoot"


"I need to update your Instagram it will count as a lesson for entertainment"


"Fine but explain the entertainment thing"



"I decided that the lessons will be devised into three."


Putty up three fingers she goes onto say "1 being basic education, 2 P.S.H.E.E (Personal, Social, Health and Economic Education) and 3 will be building up entertainment skills like singing and acting"


"You really thought of everything"


"Of course" with a prideful look, she pulls out the basics school essentials, books, pens, pencil etc.


Throwing a thin red book at Theo "Put your name on it and put R.E on the second line, that will be your R.E book"

She got off her seat and picked up a whiteboard pen before writing the date and the title for the first lesson of R.E.

"Why is it important to understand religions"

They seemed to accept his new identity as a student and write down what was on the board as a good student.

Megan had finished writing on the board and asked "Theo, do you know why"

Theo really had no idea why the school was so adamant on teaching religions "No miss, why is it"


"Well, at least you're honest. You must know that being a star means travelling the world, do know what that means"


". . . . "


*Sigh* "It means you will see different cultures and religions and so you need to know about them as too not offend them and it also helps to understand them"

Theo's mind went blank when he thought about him offending a whole country, causing war too break loose, made his body shiver. Exaggerated but not entirely wrong there have been stars who were banned from countries because of there ignorance which also led to their fall in the entertainment industry.

Seeing him become nervous" It seems you understand"

"Yes I do but how do you know all of this"

"Gossip magazines and the internet"


The lesson continued for two hours and surprisingly enough, both parties were not the least bit tired but more energetic than when they started.


It had seemed the two enjoyed the atmosphere that they had built for themselves and had completely embedded each other to learning and teaching.



It finally came to the second lesson, P.S.H.E.E which he was very much not a fan of. 


Megan looked at Theo with intense and demon like rath that seeped out of her eyes she asked "Have you done any drugs"


Theo felt like the room had fallen into an icy hell "um, um no Mam I haven't done any"


"That's good, just too remind you if there is any news of you doing drugs I'll. . . Ruin you" Saying last part with a cold smile caused Theo heart to momentarily stop like it was frozen.


Theo's thoughts 'Shit shit I swear I felt a demon grab my heart'


"For this lesson well talk about drugs and the advantages and disadvantages"


"There's an advantage to drugs??"


"Yes the but only weed seeing as their only good use is in the medical field"

Theo was intrigued and asked, "How so?"

"It can be used as an anaesthetic"


The lesson turned into just Megan nagging him about how drugs are bad and how he should avoid drug abusers for a full hour.


With that lesson done he saw that Megan seemed to have more energy when introducing his next lesson.


Megan moved the whiteboard to the side to show a clothing rack filled with various clothes and costumes.


Megan looked through the clothes before pulling out, light blue skinny jeans and loose low v-neck white shirt that had a black and white skyline on the front.

Turning too Theo she throws it at with a commanding tone "Put this on"


"Do you have anywhere I can chan. . . "


Megan cut him off pulling out a small tent then looked at Theo with anticipation


"You don't seriously think, I'm getting changed in that?"


Megan crossed her arms and gave him her special devil stare that was constantly breaking Theo's will.


*sigh*  "fine I'll get Changed"


Going into the small tent he turns back to zip it up just he cheekily says "Don't look or I'll hold you responsible"


Megan's face became red as cherry as she nervously fiddled with her hair as she stands and waits for Theo's reveal.


After a few sounds of rustling she heard the sound of the zip begin to move *zzzzz* (don't really know how the zip sounds so yeah)


Theo stepped outstanding straight, the v-neck was low enough to show his strong chest cleavage that had been developed due to his weight training, his whole body was well toned with the right amount muscle.


The skinny jeans were super uncomfortable but it showed off his muscular legs marvellously.

Megan just stared with her mouth wide and drool coming out, then she snapped out of it and said "wow your like a Greek god, umm should I start praying to or maybe make religion"

Warning: Harem, system, slow-paced, CRINGE and system with a bad personality. 

This has been dropped. This is my first novel which had a lot of problems from the pacing, power scale and grammar. Read knowing that it has no end.

To be a star is a simple Idea but to turn a boy that's been secluded from Society into one is much more difficult. Even if you took on his body you still felt his anxiety, insecurity and more. It's slow but worth it.

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Authors Note: The novel you are about read contains strong language and some vivid sexual content
 
The Mc is beta at the start as he is a character that suffers from anxiety due to his upbringing. Although it did take 23 chapters for the Mc to show visible growth that's just due to my naturally slow pacing.

Don't expect too much, especially since this is my first time writing a novel. It's also best not to take seriously as I am just writing for fun and to just something to do on my downtime 

This novel will share a lot of similarities to other novels that I particularly love and mostly because I lack originality but it will be in my style.

UPLOAD SCHEDULE
Tuesday, Wednesday and Saturday

The majestic moon is bright and full as Little Eu enjoys the night breeze teasing her flushed face. The night sky is clear and solemn as the stars twinkle rather brightly tonight. 

The tree leaves rustles as the wind gently blows. It is indeed a beautiful and peaceful night. She holds the hardbound book she reads that morning, while she waits for someone to arrive.  

"Have you been waiting long, Little one?" a gently silvery voice spoke up from the shadows. 

A long-haired light blonde man approaches her. His eyes sparkle like violet tourmaline gems.

He wears a dark gray cloak over his blue and white robes. His face covered with a white mask, only showing his pinkish lips and very bewitching eyes. 

The mask didn't conceal his ethereal appeal, though.

"It's been a while, Master Luc. No worries. I just arrived myself." the little girl meets him halfway as she hands over the hardbound book and continues, "Thank you for lending this to me. It helped me a lot."

"You already master the art of Ancient Seals?" he asked.

"More or less, I think." she casually replied. 

She already understands how it works, but denied she had an opportunity to apply her newly gained knowledge. She can't reveal it helped her open the Bamboo Grove seal leading to the Cave of Origins, can she?

"Then, try opening this for me." 

She took the little jeweled chest from her master as she closes her eyes. She could sense the strong magic seal from it, and the contents feel something familiar. She tightens her grip as she opened her eyes.

"Master, this box…" she looks down as she continued, "It's not the time to open it..."

"You know the contents?" the mysterious Master Luc curiously asked.

"Should I?" Eu asked him quizzically.

Her Master smiles at her mysteriously as he sighs and responds, "Then keep it. Open it when it deems fit…"

His gaze suddenly fell into her hand and saw the Phoenix Ring placed on her ring finger, emitting a bluish glow. 

"Little one, who gave you that ring?" He narrowed eyes and asked suspiciously.

"Oh, this?" She raises her hand as she shows him her ring and continued, "The Divine Lord made a shape-shifting sword, and it transforms into this…"

"Oh, did he now…" his tone fell flat as it sounds unusually cold and full of sarcasm.

'She seems unaware of what the ring symbolizes. Does he not even informed her what exactly he did? Ravikanth, you sly little creature…' he began his train of thoughts as he remains silent.

Meanwhile, in the Central, Arcane Palace, the Divine Lord Foeni is busy finishing his job when the temperature suddenly drops hundred-folds. He could oddly sense an unknown threat around him.

'Is someone out there wanting to bring harm to me tonight?'  he closes his eyes as he searches the source as he gulps, 'I have a gut feeling of offending a powerful entity...'

Back to their usual rendezvous, Master Luc remained silent before returning to his normal composure. No reason to scold her as he smiles calmly.

It is not entirely at fault for not knowing things. 

"You have to conceal this ring and refrain anyone from seeing it. Use a concealing spell and disguise it..." he suggested.

"Is that our lesson for today? Concealment Spells?" she asked curiously.

The Mysterious man inwardly sighs as he continues to smile. He originally came to teach her nature spells, but concealment spells seems a more appropriate lesson. 

They decided to head the secluded pavilion deep in the forest so he can teach her. 

Upon arriving at the familiar, simple white structure, he took out a book from his storage space. Its a noteworthy, extensive portable library. 

His collection of books is fascinating, and her amethyst eyes sparkle in amazement.

**********
 This Mysterious Master who called himself 'Luc' appeared to her one majestic full moon night. 

She was reading Elder Teacher Levi's handouts, and she was bored with the repetitive context. Eu already memorized all of them, word for word, and could start writing her copies if she wanted to. 

She slumped down on the grass and decided to marvel at the beautiful night sky instead. She already discarded her reading materials with no intention of ever looking at them again.

The elder has given her more than ten materials with almost the same content as she thought.

'Is it really necessary to drag something so simple?'

She is oblivious to the gray, hooded stranger's arrival. 

He discreetly sat next to her and picked up her lesson materials and scanned them. He can't believe someone is giving her the Basic Courses when she can advance to more complex subjects.

"You are wasting your time studying the Basic Course. Let me teach you Advance Courses. Magic, Array Formations, Magic Seals, Sword art, and even medicine. If you need to know something from the Basic Course, you will find them easily in the future." he said as he broke his silence. 

His voice is calm and silvery.

"Pardon me… Who are you?" she quickly responded as she turned to him quizzically. 

She was taken aback by his beautiful violet tourmaline gem-like eyes. Somehow she found them so familiar as she promptly eased up. Her instincts tell her she could trust him.

"I am your, new Mentor. I am Master Luc, and from now on, I'll be teaching you about Advance Courses. We will meet every full moon in this very spot." he replied with his beautiful, silvery voice. 

His violet tourmaline gem-like eyes sparkle proudly as his pinkish lips curve up in content. From the way he says it, she has no right to refuse or else...
**********

Concealment spells are relatively easy as she masters it with a snap of her fingers. Their lessons have ended earlier than usual as they lounge the premises. 

It's been a while they talked as the Mysterious Master asked how she's been doing recently.

"Nothing much, but I plan to move out very soon…" she responded.

"Where are you going?" he asked curiously.

"I'll be on a mission to Themis." she calmly responded.

His face darkened as he can't believe she is taking on such dangerous tasks. Even her mother died because of that mission. 

He wanted to burst into a fit of rage and stop her, but he remained silent as he waits for her to continue.

"Oracle Clan's fate is at stake, among other things…" her gentle voice continued in a low melancholy tone.

This truly surprises him as his earlier rage dissipates and ponders on her response. There is only one explanation he could think of why this little girl is putting her life in danger. 

She learned something only she knows. 

'She has awakened! No, since when? It can't be…'

A distinct expression of disbelief from his eyes. His beautiful tourmaline gem-like eyes look at Eu filled with concern as the thought of her awakening crosses his mind.

"Little one, since when have you awakened?" he calmly asked.

She gently smiles with a tinge of forlorn in her eyes. She seldom shows people this side of her, but for some reason, she found it easy to open up to him. 

This mysterious master has been teaching her over the years. 

She trusts him.

"Two years ago…" She finally revealed as she sighs,

"Who else knew?"

"Only you…"

Her sudden revelation has astonished him as he continues to delve into the matter. How come no one has noticed her changes?

"What else do you know?"

"There are matters that only I could do, and I can't involve anyone else." she calmly responded.

"How about the Divine Lord Foeni?"

She paused and curiously wondered why he is suddenly bringing the Divine Lord up to the conversation. She creases her brows. 

There is nothing much to reveal anyway, or rather, she cannot reveal anything at all.

"What about him?" she curiously asked.

"I don't like him." he straightforwardly said.

Master Luc looks at her as he restrained himself from giving her a piece of his mind. He is slightly reprimanding her from trusting the devious Lord.

'You are oblivious of the ring or the contract behind it. How do you expect me to accept someone like that?! He is an Ancient who has exploited a little girl. You should never trust someone like that!'

Meanwhile, Little Eu could only sigh as she wonders if she has made the best choice to disclose her secret to this mentor. He is hostile towards the Divine Lord, like her grandfather Enoch. 

She pursed her lips as she felt somewhat troubled.

Seeing her troubled face, he took out his mask and finally revealed his face to massage his temples. He is starting to have significant headaches because of this girl's revelations. 

Meanwhile, she quickly recognized him as she has seen his face many times before. She has seen him so many times in her visions as her face brightens.

He is among those who will always support her along her chosen path as she can't help exclaimed, "Oh, I know you! You are the one who is searching  for his long lost niece... and then..."

Her visions are some times in a blur. She has foreseen and knows how things are, yet some instances are still somewhat hazy to her.

He was stupefied on her sudden outburst as he has already met the supposed 'long lost niece' she was referring to. He has met her so many times and even taught her so many things!

"I already met my niece. Thank you, little one, but you don't have to remind me. I'm truly having a major headache because of her right now…"

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There are secrets never meant to be disclosed. 
A mystery never meant to be solved.
Questions that never meant to be asked…

But things will just naturally unfold...
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Little Oracle Eu's identity is always shrouded in mystery. A mysterious man dropped her off to the Oracle Clan Grand Elder's house, saying she is his granddaughter.

Divine Lord Foeni of the Mystic Spirit Realm found something familiar in her.

The Silver-haired stranger even mistakes her for someone else.

Even the Divine Witch Circe of the Middle Realm seems to know her too.

She can wield the forbidden element and knows forgotten Ancient spells at ease. Break Seals without restrictions. She is someone like totally out of place. She is over talented to be an Oracle. So, who is she exactly?

What is her connection to all the things that are happening?
How is she intertwined with everyone's fates and destinies?

The story is set in the Fantasy World of Astra~

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Content:
Fantasy World, Adventure, Slow Romance, Drama, Comedy, Action, etcs~

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*I know my grammar needs improvement, and I am working hard on it. ^^
(and typos too...)

*I'm using Grammarly to proofread my work.

*I am currently slowly rewriting the story and fixing errors. I'll update as much as I can, hoping to finish this book again.

*English is not my first language, so my vocabulary is not very comprehensive. Still, I'm trying my best to widen and learn. I do hope you understand.

Despite my flaws, I hope you'll enjoy and find my story interesting ~ ^^
Thank you
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She opened her eyes and felt pain spread through her body. Blue particles waved above her and she looked up. The girl that ran over to her during the headache was sitting next to her bed. Xenon looked strangely at the girl and questioned her with her gaze.
The girl looked at her and looked even closer before declaring
"So the undead speaks. With your gaze. Do you actually speak? I get told I speak too much by my parents. They were funny people. Cared for me. Then they left. Said I was cursed."A glimmer of sadness crossed her eyes.
"They were actually quite cruel at times. So what's your name?"

Xenon once again opened her eyes as the green flame in her sockets burned. She used her mana vision and found water and lightning mana congregating around her. Xenon sighed. It never was a boy. Always a weak girl with a pitiful backstory. Perfect for a female lead. Too bad I can't find anyone who would be handsome enough, strong enough or weird enough to be the male lead. Then I could place a tracking magic upon them so they don't make anyone worried.

"Hello! Hello!"
"What do you want?"
"I feel your mana you should be a mage right?"
"Why?"
"Why what?"
"Why do you bother me?"
"Oh, an arrogant mage. Not very original." She stated
"Cursed child seeking help from outsiders. Your one to talk. Do you want to be taught by me or something?" Xenon asked.
"Oh yes."
"And what is your name dear stranger?"
"Why tis Eleanora my fair skeleton."
"I am Xenon. Why do you wish to be taught?"
"For power."
"What is power?"
"It depends on the person's view."
"Eh good enough. Naturally, you know I have ulterior motives correct?"
"Yes, I do teacher."
"Good I will be writing your lesson plan. Then teaching you. For the last few hours go hunt something while I do my things. And remember, never ever disturb me outside of schedule. Affirmative?"
"Yes."

And thus the two's schedule was born. Although it might seem like a loss to Xenon she essentially got a free guinea pig which was hard to come by. It also helped her own knowledge of lightning and water, as well as the other elements, had improved drastically compared to before. She even went into town and received the status of the system making. After a few more months it would be ready. She sighed and slowly the days passed by.

She stood up bones creaking and moved around a little creating popping sounds. She walked over to the makeshift arena and squinted, if you could call it that. There wasn't really any movement on her face but her aura more than expressed herself. She cast a simple illusion magic to make herself look human and jumped into the ring. 
"Eleanora!" She called.
A mess of blue ran over with little ice sheets helping her slide along.
Xenon signed looking at the little genius who's future prospects seemed bright. Of course, Xenon's were much brighter than hers. Then the match began. They both felt their magic seal although the skeleton could feel she more than had the ability to break it just in case. They began slowly walking around each other and hid all their intentions. Both held a stance that seemed to be a mix of many martial arts and they both sprang forward with a jump.

Xenon got the hit in first with her longer arms but immediately retreated afterwards. This continued with each landing a hit until Xenon dove in feinting a punch while actually setting up a kick. Eleanora pretended to fall for it and tried to lean back to stop it from happening but suddenly lightning flickered from her feet pushing her away. She slammed into a column inside of the arena and fell out cold. Xenon expecting this just dumped a healing potion in her mouth that obviously was quite bitter. Or quite a good tasting one as it seemed to switch between them both.

Xenon carried her over to her study stared at Eleanora for a few seconds before walking away to town. She walked closer and closer to the Adventurer's guild as her senses told her it was complete and like that she sprinted forward with her now slightly tattered cloak trailing behind. She opened the door and saw a familiar face. She grinned and cackled especially when a little candy was pulled out of seemingly air. She knew it was ready and was going to be quite helpful in deciphering her messages she got one from the headache incident.

The skeleton awakens and decides to explore. It looks out on the world and sees so much more. He tries to find his creator but alas it is gone. Till he looks through the Underworld and perhaps finds what is long gone.

Heard the sayings:

"Education is the key to success" 

"Teacher is the noblest profession " 

"Teacher holds the future of the new generation" 

"Teaching can not make you rich" 

"Teaching is a life-long learning process" 

"Teaching makes you single forever"

The last one was the truest of tham all. Haha (who can relate to this) 

Hi! I am Juana Dela Cruz a typical Filipina. Welcome to my novel like journal. I am currently 24 years old this year. I am a Math teacher in a public shool here on the Philippines. Last June 2019 is my first anniversary in my teaching career as a public school teacher.

I graduated last 2016 at a prestigious University in our province in terms of education . I am also a high school graduate in the said University. I have my practice teaching there for On-Campus and Off-Campus Practice Teaching there. 

Right after graduation I tried to apply in a private school. This is referred to me by my English major friend who is already hired there. Luckily, the same day of my application, I also signed the contract with the owner. I thought my heart will go out of my ribcage because of nervouseness. 

July 2016 was the first month of my work. Weekdays I teach and at the same time every weekends I have my review for board exam. Because of this I have a dengue for a week. I am confined to a hospital. I haven't even used my Philhealth. I did not even come to school and my review. I missed a lot of lesson but thankfully I fully recovered. 

I taught in a private school for two years as a junior and senior high teacher. The salary is not bad. My co-teachers are very friendly. My principal is very motgerly, we are all well-loved. Now that I am teaching in a public school, I really miss my old school. You can teach whatever and however you like. Because resources are always available. We are having one-mong in-service training. International and national speakers are invited. We are introduced to different teaching and learning styles. A lot of teaching strategies and methods. It is a school where learning and innovation never stops. But it is just like a dream now. Hahaha. How I wish.. 

Bact to reality, I am currently an adviser of grade 7 students this year. This will be my second time. I have two Math subjects and two TLE subjects. Our school is a large category (I think) because the population is between 800-900 students junior high and senior hig students. 

THE REASON I start writing this is because of pent up experiences and stress I am accumulating where I can not share openly. Though I have friends to talk to. May I have student readers here for them to know how a teacher feels in everyday life. 

I once a student
who complains, 
who makes mistakes, 
who mock some teacher, 
who makes 'kalokohan' things in my life,
who makes the life of a teacher tougher, 
who makes memories with lifelong friends, 
who appreciates a good deed made by an inspiring teacher.

290 AL

Sunspear…

It had been 7 years since Jon came to Sunspear and to say those seven years were uneventful was an understatement. The realm had enjoyed a relative peacesince his arrival but, now those times were over. Balon Greyjoy had just declared the Iron Islands its own kingdom. He fancied himself a king and he let all of Westeros know it.

Dorne was leagues away from any rebellion but, with the tensions between the Lannisters and the Martells , Jon Arryn couldn't afford to ask Dorne for help during the war. The only thing the crown asked of Dorne was for a handful of ships to supplement their patrols along the western coast. Asking for anything more would introduce an unstable element to a very fluid situation. As such, the risk of infighting between Lannisters and Martells was to great a risk to have both armies in such close quarters. Jon Arryn would not risk Robert's kingdom on the pride of lions and the vengeance of Martells.

As such, Dorne was left in a very good position. Wars and rebellions were talked about in the markets but, never in any seriousness. To the people of Dorne the war was nothing special. In fact, many of the bars in Sunspear found it rather ridiculous. "How could the usurper think badly on someone trying to usurp his throne?" Many thought to themselves. But, inside the royal training grounds, they thought of the war differently. They saw the war as it was. The first fragile cracks in a dynasty that nobody thought would last.

"Left. " clank "left" clank "Right" thwack.

"Ow, you said right but, you went left." Jon said.

"I did, and now you are dead boy." Syrio answered.

"But, you lied."

"Yes, but, you were not seeing. "

Jon becomes a little angry.

"I was so! You said right but, your sword went left. I saw everything." Jon said.

"Yet, you did not block left. My words said right but, my eyes said left. Never trust what you see or hear boy, for words and sights can lie."

"So, what should I trust?"

Syrio takes his wooden sword and pokes Jon's heart with it.

"Trust this boy. With this you will see far more than what your eyes see and your ears can hear. When you see with this, you'll never be blind again."

Jon nods in defeat. He had learned a lot from Syrio and he knew better than to discard any of his lessons.

Syrio raises his sword and smiles.

"Again boy!"

Jon returns his smile.

"Yes master."

Doran and Oberyn look on from the balcony overlooking the training grounds.

"Jon is learning fast." Doran said.

"Yes, Syrio and Areo are good teachers. But, from what I hear, they aren't his only ones." Oberyn says.

Doran laughs from his chair.

"Really, what have you heard brother?" Doran said with a smirk.

Oberyn shakes his head and laughs.

"Hmm, I hear from Ellaria that as soon as I left for Essos, a brother of mine stole my son from his maester. It seems said brother has taken him to court every other morning since my departure. You wouldn't happen to know anything about that do you?"

Doran openly smiles.

"Well, can you blame me? The boy is as intelligent as they come. I couldn't let such a raw gem be wasted on only swordplay."

Oberyn looks out to the field. Syrio had knocked Jon down again and already a big black bruise had begun to form on his arm. Syrio had decided to call it a day but, Jon didn't seem to want to give up yet. Syrio just laughed and hit his wooden sword against Jon's bruised sword arm. Jon winced in pain before finally relenting. Syrio's laugh could be heard all throughout the courtyard. Syrio takes Jon's sword and guides the boy towards the master waiting for him.

"Why, he is my bastard. What use is wasting your time at court with him when you could be using it on Arianne or Quentyn?" Oberyn asked

Doran takes a breath.

"Do you think Robert will rule forever?" Doran asked.

Oberyn doesn't answer.

"I take your answer as a no. We both see the writing on the wall. The Iron throne is fragile and everyone knows it. Know one expects this fool of a king to birth a permanent dynasty. The Iron Islands know it and so do the other realms. The days of the Barantheons ruling Kings Landing won't last long and when it falls, I want Dorne to be prepared."

Doran sighs, "I want Arianne to rule Dorne and lead her armies to battle but, I have to be a realist. Although we in Dorne don't mind a woman leading, the same can't be said for the other kingdoms. They would never let a woman lead their men into battle. And when the time comes, like we know it will, Dorne will not survive if it is alone. We need alliances and armies and that boy will get us both."

Oberyn nods in agreement. Doran points at the spot where Jon was.

"He's smart, courageous, and honorable. Our people already see the greatness in him and soon the other kingdoms will see it as well."

Doran points yard again.

"The Bravosi already sees it. If he didn't, I'd doubt he'd teach him the way that he does. This isn't the first sword lesson that I have seen and what I've seen gives me hope. Believe me brother, Syrio is teaching him some valuable lessons and I'm not talking about his water dance."

Oberyn ponders what his brother is saying before answering.

"He's teaching him the game."

Doran nods.

"Yes. He and I see greatness in Jon. He'll need more than swordplay in the future and me and his dancing master are seeing to it that he's more than prepared when war reaches us. He'll be a great leader of men and Syrio knows this much better than I."

Oberyn smiles.

"Well, when you're the first sword of Braavos, you tend to pick up some things."

"Aye, I'm sure you do and I plan for him to train all our children." Doran said.

"But, his contract was only for a year." Oberyn said.

Doran looked at his brother.

"Give him whatever he wants. We need him Oberyn. A storm is coming. One that I fear Dorne cannot weather alone."

Oberyn nods and as soon as he does he sees a familiar figure running jumping from the adjacent balcony onto his own. A couple seconds later the door opened showing both Martell brothers a disheveled and tired Jon Sand.

"Father where is he."

Oberyn smiles and points to the opposite direction that the cat had gone.

Jon runs out of the room doubling back towards the way he came.

Doran shakes his head and laughs.

"You are incorrigible."

"That I am brother that I am." Oberyn said.

What happens? When Oberyn Martell decides to raise Jon as his bastard....
Hello guys this is my first novel so there will be mistakes so plzz let me know if u have any problems in comments hope u enjoy..

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