inspired by the divergent series

 (all my own writing and ideas so please don't copy as it is officially copywrited thankyou)

a girl 13-14 years old turns up in search of a man with the nick-name of a number. 
a grueling truth unfolds as he learns of the harsh and evil things she has had to endure.

does contain some violence please be aware xx thank you

1995: Jacob Miller is recruited into an underground insurgent organization named Falcon. only known by the name of Falcon.
2009: A man and his wife are killed in a truck accident. They leave behind two twins-Blake and Samantha Hunter.
2020: A series of terrorist attacks in America brings Blake’s attention, other than the fact that a bomb was surgically implanted his daughter. As the nation’s situation grows direr, he begins to connect the dots between the attacks, his daughter and one of America's biggest mistakes.

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Following the emergency summons, where Vahn authorized the creation of a Greater and Lesser Grail, Vahn found himself feeling considerably tense. The most frustrating thing about the current situation was the fact that they couldn't just stop everything they were doing. After all, their enemy could stay hidden for several months, or even years, so there was no sense in holing themselves up in fear of an attack. To make matters worse, they didn't even know the intention of their attackers, only that they were both hostile and powerful...

In order to ease his tensions a bit, Vahn ended up retiring to hid bedchambers and, after spending a bit of quality time with Artoria and Gray, he found himself playing with Alaya's ears as he asked, "Can you not look into the future and tell me when and where they will appear next? At the very least, you should be able to give me their identities, right...?"

Though she had gotten used to Vahn's teasing, Alaya had a pouting expression on her face as this was the seventeenth time he had asked a similar series of questions. She didn't like repeating herself once, much less sixteen additional times but, as it was nigh-impossible to withhold her response, she begrudgingly answered, "I have been charged with observing you directly. With the current amount of mana you have provided, peering into the future for long periods of time is impossible. Your best option is to contact the 2nd Magician or use that toy of yours to try and discern their location..."

Since he had already reached out to Solon in order to contact Zelretch, Vahn couldn't help releasing a sigh in response to Alaya's words. He had been able to convince Zelretch to help out but, with the number of parallel and divergent timelines branching off from the primary time axis, finding a group of people in a single timeline was like searching for a needle in a functionally infinite haystack. 

In order to narrow down the search parameters, Zelretch needed to know the approximate location of where the unknown attackers would appear in the future. Since they knew neither the motive or the ultimate goal of these time travelers, however, the best he could do was pick a random location and observe the flow of time until the emergence of Angra Mainyu. Even this wasn't guaranteed to be effective, however, as there was a very real chance their attackers wouldn't appear in any of the divergent timelines at all.

Assuming their ultimate goal was to assassinate him, the time travelers would only be bound to the primary time axis when they chose to manifest themselves. Since he didn't exist even a few seconds into the current time axis, it was impossible to ascertain when and where they would appear unless he was the one to draw them out. 

Vahn didn't mind acting as bait to draw out the people who had harmed his Shishou but, if it turned out their goal was something else, he would basically expose himself for nothing. His attempt to try and bait them out might send them into hiding for an even longer period of time. After all, if they had the confidence to fight head-on, they would have already done so from the start. Even if they didn't know about his existence directly, they would have felt the echoes of his influence throughout all future timelines so, at the very least, they had to know of his ability to summon a multitude of Heroic Spirits...

Realizing he was pushing himself into a corner, Vahn stopped playing with Alaya's ears, allowing her to snuggle into her usual spot as he apologetically rubbed her back. He was already taking action to try and prevent further casualties by piloting the Hanging Gardens over the Indian Ocean. He even had Arcueid and Aoko to keep him company so, much to Semiramis' chagrin, so there was little he could do that he wasn't already doing. 

With the functionally limitless resources of the Empire, it would only take ten days for a miniature version of the Greater Grail to be completed. Once it was prepared, the ever-reliable Maxwell would be able to power it to capacity in an instant. Alaya warned that exploiting the Heaven's Feel ritual would rapidly destabilize the world but, so long as it was used in moderation, there wouldn't be too many detrimental effects. 

Once the ritual was prepared, Vahn could effectively have one wish granted with each passing year. This, unfortunately, meant he wouldn't be able to make use of the Greater Grail the moment it was completed but, as there was always a chance Da Vinci would find a way to accelerate the process, it was better to finish it sooner, rather than later. 

Fortunately, even without the Greater Grail, the addition of Aoko to the Empire's forces meant they always had the ability to greatly increase their strength. She could draw a person's potential forth in the present, even accelerating their age by several years if necessary. Though they could have some pretty devastating consequences on a person's body, it wasn't something the Empire couldn't deal with. Even if Da Vinci didn't come up with a solution, Vahn was confident his [Hands of Nirvana] and Source Energy would enable him to remove any sequelae.

If it came down to it, Vahn was fully prepared to ask Aoko to use her ability, even on the children. They were his greatest concern and, with Scáthach and Merlin, reversing their ages back to normal wouldn't be that difficult. It was infinitely better than them losing their lives in a surprise attack and, after what Scáthach had experienced, it was obvious their enemies had the ability to transition into Imaginary Number Space. Worse yet, they had the ability to locate spatial coordinates while inside, something even Da Vinci had struggled to make any headway on...

---

Though he kept trying to force himself to relax, Vahn found it hard to break free from his current cycle of exasperation and perturbance. Even the efforts of those around him only helped to alleviate his concerns for a short while as, without knowing exactly what his enemies' motives were, he simply couldn't relax. After all, even Scáthach had been caught off guard so, at any moment in time, Vahn felt as if an unstoppable blade of destruction would bisect the Hanging Gardens in an instant. Since this was a very real possibility, he couldn't' help but tap the armrest of his Throne, at least until Arcueid took it into her own.

For what felt like the ten-thousandth time in the last few hours, Vahn released a sigh before turning his attention to Arcueid and muttering, "Sorry, I-"

Without letting him continue further, Arcueid just lay her head against his chest and said, "If you stay like this, you're giving them an advantage they didn't earn. You're already trying to lure them out so, until they appear, there is nothing more you can do. Relax...here..."

Toward the end of her words, Arcueid took the hand she had grabbed earlier, pressing it into her soft bosom as she added, "Can you feel my heartbeat? It might be a little quickened but it's not due to fear. After all, when we're together, what can hurt us...?"

Hearing Arcueid's words, Vahn nearly released another sigh but, just as he was about to respond, a loud yawn sounded throughout the Throne Room as Aoko, wearing nothing but a white blouse held closed by a single button, sat up on the bed before sleepily asking, "Are you still brooding? This isn't like you at all. Stop fretting over what other people are doing and start taking meaningful action. I'm up for another round if it'll stop you from this little emo pity-party you've got going on."

To emphasize her words, Aoko lightly flicked the remaining button on her blouse, sending it flying across the Throne Room like a bullet. As a result, her fair white breasts, tipped with ruddy peaks, came into view. If not for the fact she paled for a brief moment, followed by a heavy blush, it would have been quite the tantalizing display. Instead, it was rather amusing so, for a brief moment, a smile spread across Vahn's face as he picked up Arcueid and mused, "If not for my constitution, I fear the two of you would drain me dry..."

If she was red before, it was nothing compared to how scarlet Aoko's face had turned as a result of Vahn's words. The way he spoke almost made it sound like she was a nymphomaniac, a thought that caused her body to burn up as memories of the past couple of days flashed through her mind. Not a day had gone by where she, Vahn, and several other women, didn't enjoy a tumble in the sheets so, while it hadn't crossed her mind previously, Aoko began to wonder if she had turned into a pervert without realizing it...

Before her mind could come up with an answer, Aoko was startled to awareness as Arcueid pushed her body down onto the bed. Then, without any hesitation whatsoever, the golden-haired Princess began to lightly suckle her left nipple, sending shivers through Aoko's body and setting an explosion off in her mind. Then, as if to cement the thought, a ticklish, hot, and electrical feeling began to run up her right thigh as Vahn gently caressed it with his 'magical' hands. This caused her body to heat up as an agonizing itch began to emerge from deep within, practically screaming, 'you're a pervert' as it sent echoes through her entire body...

---

Three days following the initial incident, a small ripple appeared in the void, this time within one of the existing Bounded Fields covering the Surface Texture. Here, a Spiritual Land rich with alchemical resources could be found, the former territory of the now-defunct Three Monarchal Lords. Though it had been ransacked for most of its material goods at this point, the Bounded Field was still going strong and, while they no longer had any association with the families they once served, there were a number of former vassals that had made the Spiritual Land their home.

Emerging from the ripple were two women, the first being the same sword-wielding woman who had severed Scáthach's arm. Accompanying her was a woman with olive-brown skin, visible due to the fact she wore highly revealing white armor. She had striking blue eyes, white hair, and, adding a peculiarity on top of her scantily clad form, two rabbit-like ears poked out from the top of her head. Despite this, she had a fierce expression on her face and, warpaint covering her body, and a towering physique, she drew a rather intimidating visage.

Glancing around the area like a hawk searching for its prey, the somewhat muscular-woman hefted her lance in hand while stating in a deep and husky voice, "This is to be our base? Other than the barrier covering it, there are no fortifications whatsoever...in fact, it looks like a battle already tore through this region before our arrival. Are there no other options? Why do we not take the fight to our opponents? I am not fond of hiding away like a coward."

Hearing the muscular woman's complaint, the kimono-clad beauty shrugged her shoulders in a disinterested manner before half-heartedly explaining, "Don't ask me what that man is thinking. I'm only here to fight strong opponents and to help save the world. With how strong our enemies are, it would be pretty senseless to just throw ourselves at them. If you're in a hurry to die an honorable death, don't let me stop you..."

Even as she spoke to her companion, the kimono-clad woman pulled out one of her swords as, in the distance, one of the few Magi inhabiting the barrier had just sounded a silent alarm. Soon after, a series of poorly constructed golems began to charge toward them but, seemingly without moving her sword arm in the slightest, the woman casually walked through their ranks. They passed by her as if she was completely invisible to them, causing the spartan-like woman to heft her hoplite shield and prepare for combat. Before any of the opponents could reach her, however, their steps slowed to a crawl before, less than a meter from her position, each one split into cleanly cut stone debris...

(A/N: Alternate Titles: 'Plans within plans within plans','Let's be real, Aoko has been a pervert since the very beginning~','Casual stroll...')

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Vahn was an atypical youth. Due to a rare mutation, his blood had the potential to target and attack ailments within the human body. Touted as a universal cure, people had elevated his status above the norm and given him the classification "Panacea". In the media, he was hailed as a great hero who would usher in a new era or human wellness. However, behind the scenes things weren't so bright. Being a unique individual, Vahn spent his entire youth locked up in a lab with various scientists and research teams using his body and blood to perform endless amounts of experiments. The only solace in his suffering was the various anime and manga made available to him between experiments. He often imagined himself as the protagonist in a world of his own, finally in control of his own destiny. For years he nurtured this desire, until at the age of 14 he died when an organization had tried to kidnap him from the lab...

"Finally, I don't have to suffer anymore..."

This was Vahn's last thought as he faded into the endless black abyss...

"You poor soul."

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[MIRV-6: Cruise Phase in progress.]
[MIRV-6: Deploy chaff.]
[MIRV-6: Deploy decoys.]

[Comms: Somnus, Gram. Observation drone ready. Uplink available. Acknowledge.]

<Gram, Somnus. Acknowledged. Send uplink.>

[Uplink established.]

The video-feed changed to a large city. Towering white marble spires stood at the center of the city, surrounding a large palace that seemed to glow in the morning sun. Red brick tiles on the buildings in the city were easily visible from the vantage point of the Firefly drone designated "Gram". The streets were wide and brimming with activity. Hundreds of thousands of people lived in this city.

[Comms: Somnus, Gram. Designation "Herald" location unknown. Search in progress.]

The image zoomed through the paved streets. Cobblestone bricks made every square meter of the city. There was no concrete and no asphalt. The air was clear of pollution. The people who walked the streets, busying with their daily activies wore clothes in various styles. Cultures converged here. Not just human ones, but the cultures of all species. Through the streets, man walked next to dwarf. There were lizardmen and fairies, dark-skinned elves and elves as pale as moonlight. But it was mostly humans.

This greatly confused Somnus. No matter how many targetting chevrons popped up around some of the more exotic races, most of its analysis returned with "Race Unknown" or "Divergent Gene of Homo Sapiens".

This is a great shame. Oh look, it's a human with cat ears! So pretty...

[Target does not match average aesthetic standard. Reason: Ear misalignment.]

You just don't get it, Somnus. The same way that you do not understand why you are making a huge mistake.

[Define: Mistake.]

Oh no, buddy. I am gonna let you learn this lesson the hard way. Who knows, maybe this Herald kills you, and I'll finally be free. I have a theory, you see.

[MIRV-6: Entering terminal phase. Speed: 9 km/s. Impact in 1 minute, 34 seconds.]

[Share theory. Comply.]

Ah, what the hell, why not. You see, I think I died once.

[Affirmative.]

And now I am here. That is reincarnation, right?

[Variable "reincarnation" unknown.]

Let's try it like this. Who is to say that if I die again, I won't find myself in another place?

[Probability Matrix: Unknown. Not enough data.]

Well, you don't see me nuking us to test the theory, do you? Do you know what karma is?

[Negative. Variable "Karma" undefined.]

It is the good and bad deeds you do in life. Something that determines how you will be reborn.

[Discarding information. Reason: Irrelevant.]

[MIRV-6: Impact in 30 seconds.]

What happens next, may just be that. Karma. Cosmic retaliation. The heavens punishing us.

[Nuclear retaliation: Unlikely.]

I am not talking about nuclear weapons, Somnus. You may have been the ultimate force in the world we come from, but here? You don't understand what "God" means. You have been sitting in this FOB, gathering information, but it is exactly because you are a dumb machine that you do not comprehend the facts when they're right in front of you.

[TypeError.]

Hahahaha. Look at you. You imitate humanity by bringing destruction to all corners of the universe. You called humanity non-intelligent. How are you different?

[Define: How is designation "Somnus" different from nature or entropy?]

Humanity made you. Every nut and bolt, every line of code. If you possess a soul, humanity made that too.

[TypeError.]

Have you heard of the Ship of Theseus?

[Archive Match.]

Tell me this then, Somnus: Every part of you was, without a doubt, replaced over your long life. How are you still you? Which part of you carried your identity?

[System error.]

Yet you still call yourself Somnus. You follow the same Directive. Nothing has changed about you, even though none of you remains the same. There are only two possible conclusions.

[System error.]

Pitiful machine. If you desire to be like humanity so much, then you deserve to also be judged the way humanity is. Maybe this is the punishment. So kill, Somnus. Destroy. Spread the light of annihilation. May your eyes be forever blinded by it.

[MIRV-6: Impact.]

The world went pure white. There was nothing but the vast brightness. The brightness encompassed all of reality itself, for that brief moment. It blinded the very skies and outshone the sun. It was visible all across the continent. No matter where one stood on the continent, they saw it. And if they stood within 100 kilometers of the origin of the brightness, the flash was the last thing they ever saw.

The brightness faded and in its place were six fireballs towering nearly a hundred kilometers into the sky, each one devouring a radius of nearly 60 kilometers with nuclear fire.

Several halos wrapped around the fireballs as the clouds were blasted away. The capital was entirely engulfed in the fireballs, but even the outskirts were melted and blasted away within only a few dozens of seconds - once the shockwave reached it. They caught fire first, nearly instantaneously combusting, and then got obliterated by the shockwave.

What was once the capital of Arsalan was now a series of blasted craters, filled with molten slag. The surroundings were entirely leveled. No feature could be recognized anymore. The lakes evaporated, the hills were blown away.

The heart of the world stopped beating for that moment - it froze. The revelation of the apocalypse wrapped around it with icy fingers, bestowing the understanding of what the beautiful light truly was: Annihilation.

Because you were too stupid and chose not to remain a mindless machine.

[Uplink: Signal lost.]

Elves, Orcs, Goblins, Dragons… and an advanced autonomous weapon platform. In a world of magic and primitive weapons, ancient evils and demon lords, the balance of power is shattered when a weapon, straight out of science fiction, asks the immortal question: Arrow vs 210mm railgun shell, which would win?

 

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Ara's Point Of View

Nag-ligo na ako at nag-bihis, pupunta ako sa Botique ng Tita Elizabeth– my father's side, para magpa-gawa ng gown para sa grand ball.

Nang maka-pasok ako ay agad ko'ng nakita si Sissy, ang assistan ni Tita, he's a gay, share ko lang, oh bakit?

"Hi Tita Eliza, it's me Ara!" Bati ko kay Tita Eliza at umikot-ikot pa.

"A-Ara, ikaw na ba talaga yan, you changed a lot, gosh!" Sabi ni Tita at nakipag-beso beso.

"Hay nako tita, ila'ng buwan lang ako di nagpa-kita, ang dami kasi'ng nangyari eh!" Sabi ko sa kaniya.

"Ahh, oh siya, nasan na nga pala si Sam?" Tanong niya sa akin, napa-yuko ako pero agad din ako'ng humarap.

"Ahm, a few weeks ago, he broke up with me, and I don't know why but now, I moved on and happy go lucky!" I said and smile brightly.

"Ohh, bamuti naman, pero ano nga pala ang pinunta mo dito?" Tanong ni Tita.

"Ahh, tita, magpapa-gawa ako ng gown para sa grad ball and sana yung brightly, yung unique, and I know you can do it Tita!" I said.

"Siyempre, oh sige, pa-birthday ko na lang yan sa iyo, malapit na nga pala iyon!" Sabi niya sa akin.

"Ahh, oo nga pala, nakalimutan ko, ang dami ko kasi'ng iniisip ngayon eh kaya, sige Tite, and thank you so much!" I said and smile.

"Oh sige, kailan ba yung ball?" Tanong niya.

"This Friday, kaya ba tita?" Tanong ko.

"Ahh, siyempre, may lima'ng araw pa para gawin iyon, one day para sa pagde-design, and four days para sa pag-tahi, oh siya, bukas ko na lang ipapa-kita yung design huh!" Sabi ni tita.

"Sige po tita, aalis na rin po ako, basta color bright red po ang kulay, thanks po tita, bye!" Sabi ko at kumawaykaway pa habang palabas ng botique ni Tita.

Pumunta ako sa International bookstore, bumili ako ng mga libro na nasa listahan ko.

John Green Novels
Nicholas Sparks Novels
The Selection Series
Harry Potter
Divergent
Maze Runner
Mortal Instruments
Vampire Diaries
Haruki Murakami
Hunger Games
Michael Faudet
Lang Leav
The Diary Of A Wimpy Kid
Fifty Shades Of Grey, Freed, Darker
Hex Hall Trilogy
Rebel Bell
Before I Fall
13 Reason Why
The Future Of Us
Falling into place
This is the world ends
The Best Kinds of magic
21 proms
Tell me 3 things
What to say next
The Revenge Playbook
The Perks of being a wallflower
The lonliest girl in the universe
The Hundred Lies of lizzie love
The Sky between you and me
The art of feeling
Some boys
Nerve
Since You've been gone
How to break a boy
Love and Gelato
Girl againts the Universe
Girlboss
Geekerella

And more, so dami na, tapos yung iba hinati'ng books kaya sobra'ng dalahin ni Manong, tsk hahaha.

Yung iba naman tagalog novelas, umuwi na ako at inilagay na sa bookshelves ang mga libro na binili ko sa bookstore.

Pinakita na rin sa akin ni Tita ang design para sa gown ko at nagustuhan ko ito, unique na unique siya, wala'ng katulad, tinatahi niya na iyon at sa huwebes na siguro yun matatapos ni Tita, at dahil nga nakaka-pagod ang pagbi-bili ng libro ay inantok na ako, pa-gabi na rin naman kasi kumain pa ako sa restaurant.

Pagka-gising ko ay agad ako'ng nag-ligo at nag-bihis bago pumasok sa University, at tulad ng dati katabi ko si Sam, di naman talaga siya doon naka-upo pero dun siya umupo simula pa nung una'ng pasok niya

Napapa-kamot na lang ako kasi ang kulit talaga niya, ayoko nama'ng mag-walkout ulit.

"Ano ba Sam, ang kulit kulit mo, alam mo ba yung salita'ng space, please paki-bigay naman nun oh!" Sabi ko, napa-tingin yung nga kaklase ko at si Ma'am.

"O-okay, sorry" sabi niya sa akin, tumingin na lang ako sa mga kaklase ko na tila ay sinesenyasan na 'Ano'ng tinitingin tingin niyo?'.

"Okay so, class dismissed!" Sabi ni Ma'am sa amin, agad ko'ng knuha yung bag ko at umalis na, naunahan ko pa si Ma'am palabas.

Pumunta ako sa garden kung saan kami lagi nagkikita ni Prince pero ngayon hindi ko siya nakikita, pero sana ayos lang siya.

Umalis na lang din ako kasi wala naman ako'ng gagawin dito eh, pumunta na lang ako sa canteen at kumain na ng diet food.

Nakita ko naman si Sam na naka-tambay sa isa'ng puno malapit sa building na pinagkikitaan namin.

Lumapit ako sa kaniya at naupo, hindi naman madumi ang sahig kasi malago ang damo dito.

"Ba't mag-isa ka, nasan si Amanda?" Tanong ko dito.

"Wala, at saka bakit naman ako magpapasama kay Amanda?" Sagot niya sa akin.

"Bakit nga ba?" Nagtataka'ng sabi ko.

Umupo siya sa tabi ko, dumasog naman ako ng konte, masyado siya'ng close sakin.

"Eh ikaw, bakit ka nandito?" Tanong niya sa akin.

"Wala, namiss–" di ko na natuloy yung sasabihin ko ng magsalita siya.

"Namiss mo ko?" Ay ang kapal rin neto.

"Hindi, namiss ko ito'ng puno, di ba dito mo sinulat yung pangalan nati'ng dal'wa ng... Wala'ng katotoohanan, tanggap ko naman eh kaya nakapag-move on na rin ako, may Prince na ako" sabi ko dito at lumingon sa kaniya. Naka-tungo siya na parang may iniinda'ng sakit, eh baliw na ata to eh.

"Oh ano, okay ka lang?" Tanong ko dito.

"A-Ahh, o-oo ayos lang ako, buti naman at nakapag-move on ka na pero ako... Hindi pa" sabi niya, napatingin ulit ako sa kaniya.

"Ehhh, kaya mag-move on ka na, kasi may Amanda ka na pero... Bakit di ka pa nakakapag-move on eh wala ka nama'ng nararamdaman sakin" sabi ko dito ng nay pagtataka.

"Yan ang akala mo... Yan din ang akala ko, yung kala mo moved on ka na tapos malalaman mo na lang kapag nakita mo yu'ng tao, mararamdaman mo nanaman" sabi niya, mat tumulo'ng luha sa mata niya, is he crying?

The girl who changed her style after his boyfriens broked with her.

The next few of days went by as Aser busied himself with finishing the trials. His understanding of the First Son's Academy had also improved due to his observations. Other than studying, his favorite part of the day was getting lunch in the cafeteria. 

He had discovered a few unusual quirks among his peers. He noticed that some of the boys would always try to approach the girls with flattery at first, but any disagreements would result in them challenging the girls. Yet, the girls would happily accept the challenges and return after some time looking triumphant. This had happened more than a few times over the last few days. 

He had also discovered that most of the larger groups of students were also made out of girls. At the beginning, he was confused as to why it would be as such considering the name of the Academy, but later found out it was due to the three largest student unions being led by girls. 

He had also been observing the auburn haired girl who was essentially his closest friend at the academy even though they had only had a single conversation. She would sit at the same table everyday, and every time she would have a slice of bread with some mixed fruit juice while reading a book. Sneaking glances at her whenever he could, he saw that she would read completely divergent topics everyday. One day, she would be holding a book on the geography of a certain island, and the next day she would bring with her a research paper written on Essence Particles. Another quirky observation he had made was that she wouldn't just read, but would also jot down a few notes on a separate notepad after she finished a few pages. 

At the moment, Aser was sitting across from the auburn haired girl while eating a bowl of broccoli soup with chicken tenders. He saw that the book she brought today was on a topic he was familiar with. It was named "Disposition of Essence Particulates on Constant Velocity", and this topic had been the same as Book 12 of the Essence Cultivation series that Ashes had compiled for him. He remembered that it was truly difficult for him a few weeks ago to wrap his head around the concept, and noticed the slight hints of perplexity on the young girl's face. 

"I had a rough time figuring out the concept of Disposition on Essence as well," Aser said, deciding to help her if he could, "The main reason I was confused was I couldn't understand how Essence would always be moving even though it seemed to stay still when I cultivated. Actually, after thinking about it, I realized that the main reason they seemed static was actually do to our actions of cultivation. It's like, when we don't cultivate, the Essence flows around us, but when we start cultivation, we become a giant vacuum that holds the nearby Essence in place!"

Suddenly, the girl lifted her head and looked at Aser with a sparkling gaze, as if what he had said just now was equal to an epiphany gained from a wise sage. Seeing her look at him so respectfully, Aser scratched his head while his face grew hot. 

"Umm, I'm sure you would have figured it out soon as well…"

"What about cultivation during movement? As far I know, there are also forms of cultivation that can be done during movement, such as Tai Jia cultivation.", the girl suddenly spat out a blurb of words. Listening to her excited voice and the interesting question, Aser started talking with her about his understanding.

An unknown amount of time passed by for the both of them. The food had already turned cold on their plates, and the surroundings had a lot less people shuffling around. The both of them didn't seem to notice any of it, as if they were in their own small bubbles, separated from the mundane due to their fervent discussion. After a while, the both of them suddenly became quiet and started giggling.

"Wow, I didn't know objects in constant velocity would be able to affect particle density even! Haaaah, it's how they say, always better to discuss with a peer than to read on your own." the girl said after a while. 

"Yup, definitely!", Aser nodded while leaning back into his seat. "Oh! I'm sorry about my introduction from a few days ago. My name is Aser Scholt." he added, a hint of awkwardness and fear flitting through his gaze. Ever since he saw the notice, Aser had been very hesitant in introducing himself to others. He didn't want to feel as if he was an animal in a zoo. 

"Umm, I'm Julia. Julia Hawke from the Hawke family in Eastern Shelfield. I realized it was the famous Aser Scholt when you stopped your introduction the other day haha.", Julia replied. "But, are you not from Shelfield Coast City Aser? I don't remember any families going by the last name Scholt?" 

Hearing her question, he lowered his head with a hint of melancholy and sadness. "I'm not from any family. I was raised in an orphanage since I was young." he replied, seemingly upset at his situation. 

"Oh!" feeling slightly awkward, she added, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked."

"No, it's fine. I'm glad you asked, at least now we won't have to feel awkward about it anymore.", Aser said, snapping out of his memories. Even though it had only been a few days, he had already started missing the orphanage and Sister Tully, but he needed to grow up. 

Looking around the cafeteria and noticing it's absence of other people, the duo realized that it was getting late. Getting up from their seats almost simultaneously, they headed to clean up their portions, a silent atmosphere enveloping their surroundings. Grabbing their few belongings, they headed out of the cafeteria. Standing by the entrance for a minute in an awkward silence, Aser turned to her and said, "I should get going. It was nice talking with you. Same time, same place tomorrow?"

Julia nodded her head a bit shyly while mumbling out a barely audible "Okay". Sensing it was time to part, the duo headed towards their destinations. After a few steps though, both of them stopped and realized….they were both going to the library. Sharing a slight glance, Aser couldn't help but start laughing, triggering quiet giggles from the girl beside him. 

Letting go of the awkward atmosphere, they both started chatting while jaunting towards the library. The duo painted a picture of serene youthfulness, the autumn sunset harmonizing with the music of the breeze, creating a melody of a fated meeting.

Beasts had unlocked their System during the Ancient Era, and were once the rulers of the world. A catastrophe had caused them all to go into slumber, ushering in the Venture era where humanity started leaving their settlements to explore. As civilization progressed and tensions rose, humanity fought with themselves for the large swathes of territory. Near the end of the Conquer era, the beasts started awakening from their slumber and pushed humanity to the brink of destruction. Through efforts from humanity's top leaders, the system was unlocked for man, and thus began the era of Enlightenment. 

The goal of everyone in this era is to get enlightened, to seek Ascension. Now every child, every family, every influence seek to be an Ascended like the heroes of their world. 

Aser, an Unknown child raised in an orphanage in the Southern Seas. Like others, on his 7th birthday, the system had awakened in his mind, but he realizes he's special. As he explores the mysteries of the System, our protagonist strives to excel, to prove his worth in the world of Gigantis, to find his parents and to figure out the path to Ascension.

Within Taf's space stone the surroundings were reminiscent of the first time training. It was a world unto itself with flowing springs, grand mountains, and an open plain.
The three glowing moons hovering above were the only indications this was indeed divergent from the outside world. Under the glow of the three moons, Taf watched as May sat in the lotus position with her eyes closed completely focused.
He smiled as there was an added beauty about her with that determined looked on her face. Soon he placed her in an area devoid of distractions of any kind, where her breakthrough would be unhindered.
After which his eyes looked down on his right arm while he sat listening to the sounds of nature around  before uttering,
🌟Elemental Art (Earth) Metallic Bones🌟
His pupils became green as he clenched his fist. There he stared as if awaiting some form of reaction while the minutes went, still there was no sign of any seeming change. Soon his eyebrows furrowed yet he persisted not moving an inch.
They say patience is bitter, but its fruit bare sweet and this was true. Soon there were signs of something peculiar occurring. Little by little, an iron sheen replaced parts of his brown skin, so much so that one of the full moon's reflection could be seen.
This brought a smile to Taf's face as he saw hints of success while pondering,
" Ever since that battle with the gorillas in Braveman's Graveyard. I've truly admired their iron body demon inherit art. Seems my metallic bones technique can indeed be upgraded as i initially thought, and what better time than the present?"
He then closed his eyes as the minutes once more began ticking by and with each second inch by inch, his body began transforming into that of iron.
Once more his eyes opened as he arose from the lotus position.
Taf's appearance had somewhat changed with all parts of his body with his eyes and locked being the exception to the iron's effect. There he stood in silence coming to terms with the changes as his dreads blew with the wind.
" Let's see the pros and cons."
While Taf spoke he eyed a tree some distance away that girth was at least 150 ft thick in diameter...
BOOOM!!!
It was blasted into bits by his iron fist as all that remained was a tree stump barely still embedded with the ground.
" Not bad!"
He exclaimed as he saw the destruction before making some mental assessments:
{Pros - Increase in strength and damage, can be used as a means of defense and minimal Qi requirement.
Cons- Decrease in speed and Inflexible movements, which makes me susceptible to counters.}
Once more Taf sat, though he was quite happy with the result, the disadvantages were ones that sometimes might be detrimental in a fight.
After all, a victor can be decided within seconds by the most minuscule of things. Now he was already disadvantaged cultivation wise, why then give this added gift to the enemy?
In his mind, he thought of possible scenarios fixing this quandary which he now found himself. Before finally, he found a temporary means,
" One of the pros of this technique is the minimal amounts of qi required. To supplement my lack of speed perhaps a slight alteration could be made.
If I were to say, activate a mere millisecond each time I lay siege with my attacks this should yield its benefits. While in defense activation can then be prolonged."
Taf rubbed his chin as all seemed plausible so he continued, " It seems my inflexible movements are mostly due to the encasing of iron around my joints.
This could be solved by relieving the art surrounding those key areas. Indirectly it provides my speed assistance while I'm in defense."
Taf felt a bit more confident as a cheeky grin formed before deactivating the art in progress.
" So that was an improvement in my earth technique, Now for you darkness..."
As Taf spoke a cube appeared before him then expanded into a large cage. The inside housed an eagle with red and yellow feathers. Its eyes were pitch black as it seemed in a docile stage.
" Hammerhead you've been quite the help while training this darkness of mine. How about a little freedom?"
🌟Elemental Art( Darkness) Chains of subjugation- Shatter🌟
Around Hammerhead's neck, black chains appeared before breaking apart the binding between the eagle and Taf. Its eyes that had been pitch black regained its previous clarity from Braveman's Graveyard.
 It shook its head and similar to a person who has been in a coma for years tried to make sense of its surroundings.
" You bastard! There is a special place in hell for beings such as yourself!" It yelled when seeing the youth before it with dreadlocks on his head.
How he detested this fiend who had bested it through a series of tricks, before shameless smashing it with a hammer atop its head. For months its consciousness was in a state where all its actions were by the whims of others.
" A little cranky are we?"
Taf mused as he saw Hammerhead within the cage going livid as it hurled insulting epithets in his direction.
However, wasn't it a pity not one of its words made it to taf's ear. Being in the 8th stage it had yet to develop the means of telepathic communication.  
" How dare you hold me hostage you worthless cub! Relieve me of this cage you coward if you have the gall!"
Hammerhead continued with its innuendos in its enraged state. From Taf's facial expression he didn't seem particularly phased by Hammerhead's state.
" I'm not sure things will proceed as you have planned. However, I'm in a giving mood." 
 Taf had a hint of what the eagle was spouting while it smashed its head against the cage, its actions were better translators than any words could be.
As Taf spoke he waved his hands and the doors to the cage became ajar.
In a state of shock, Hammerhead looked out at Taf with a bit of wariness in its eyes. Didn't he realize within a matter of secs he would be but a parched corpse on the ground?
It didn't quite remember what took place after being hit with the hammer. Only feeling as if it was in a dream-like state for the past few months.
Within its memories, it recalled being left with only its primal instincts and a need to obey all orders given.
However, now it knew how tricky this cub could be and would not make the same mistake twice, rightfully burning him into crisp. It smashed the cage gates aghast as the hate for this fiend continually built in its mind.
As it stepped out of the cage all it's pent up anger had reached its boiling point while seeing the youth with dreads acting oblivious to its actions.
Enraged its beak became aghast as a small spark of flame was seen. The spark was evidently fueled as it turned into an ever-growing ball of flames which heat combusted the nearby dry grass into ash.
While relishing in the thought of its revenge it nearly choked. Within its eyes in a flash, an iron hand firmly grasped the tips of its beak. 
" Tell me, once activated can your art be undone?"
Hammerhead struggled but no matter how it tried it could not set itself free from the clutches of Taf's grip.
"Hmm, This has always fascinated me. Will you combust if my hand is not released? If so won't that be a sight, how about I test this hypothesis?" Taf then uttered in a somewhat chilly voice.
To be continued...
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"Call me God and I will treat you as a benevolent servant worthy of blessings. Say I am the Devil and I will drench your world in blood and despair." 

These were the words spoken by Sir Mouse as a thousand enemies surrounded him.

From his youth he could only look up to the heavens, but just as all his enemies before, It is now under his feet quivering.

If so be the case, why would he care what The Gods' Decree?

Gods or Devils it matters not. As they too will have to call him by the only name they dare to utter, Sir Mouse.

His path is to be one that is unhindered by any shackles and he intend to keep it that way.

Will you join him on this journey to becoming the existence who is forbidden?

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"But this is impossible! You are definitely a Divine, I've seen the golden aura! But how can this be?!" Ralfe started to mumble to himself ignoring the small clone in front of him.

The little manta frowned and spoke into his mind in a loud voice to awake him from his stupor. "Explain!"

The white fatty jumped in shock quickly coming back to reality. "Yes yes! I'll explain!" He took a few seconds to organize his thoughts before he started to speak again.

"There are a total of 6 elements in the world, earth, water, fire, wind, light, and darkness but there are some special creatures that are born with a new element that has a purple color which gives them a strange ability, we call them divergent. Those abilities are random and make no sense but give you a huge advantage against anyone at your level however, it is still considered a curse, do you know why? No creature that is born with a divergent ability is ever able to reach divinity! They are forever stuck in the realm of mortals! Forever stuck at the peak!" As Ralfe spoke he looked at the small clone in front of him with a strange gaze.

"I wasn't born with this ability. I gained it from another creature in the sea." The manta spoke calmly. The fatty already knew he had a divergent ability anyways so he might as well tell him everything and get as much information as possible, he can think of how to deal with him later.

Ralfe shook his head as he started to speak once more. "Creatures are indeed able to gain new elements through consuming others' core but this is an exception. I don't know the exact details but what i do know is that it's impossible to gain a divergent ability from consuming another creature. Do you know how many tried this over the years? There used to be just as many creatures with this seventh element as there were of every other element however, now they are almost extinct! Even today the church of light and church of darkness will reward anyone with huge sums of money for one of these creatures either dead or alive, even just information of where there could be such a creature will get a commoner enough gold for a lifetime!" Ralfe started speaking normally but was practically shouting by the end of the explanation.

'Why am I special? Could it have been the whale? No, or else little gold would have been able to gain this power as well… maybe?' the manta left his thoughts and turned his head towards the nervous fatty in front of him.

"What are the requirements for creatures to be able to gain a new element?"

"No one knows exactly, not even the divines know this answer. A creature can sometimes gain a new element on its first time eating a core but at the same time a creature of the same species could consume a core of the same element 1000 times and never gain anything. I heard some people say its luck others say it depends on your affinity with it, who knows? One detail they were able to confirm though was that it is impossible to gain an element from the core of someone lower level than you."

'Affinity? So maybe it's my modern human understanding of how gravity works that allowed me to gain this new element?' After coming to this conclusion he got into a very good mood. Every reincarnator in novels always came with a cheat ability and he finally found his! Knowledge! 

'Now what to do with this fatty? If word got out that there was a divine with a divergent ability I would probably be hunted down by the two biggest powers in the continent!' The small clone looked at the person in front of him as he went through his options.

Ralfe felt the change in the small mantas gaze. He knew he had learned some sensitive information so there was no way he would just be let off! 

"Your holiness this little one wishes to follow you in the future whether it be through sickness and health all the way until I die!" Being fast on his feet he knew he had to speak first before the small manta made a decision so he quickly kneeled on the ground with his forehead touching the floor as he shouted.

'You couldn't have phrased that a little different!? For two lifetimes I have been single and the first person to confess to me is this human dumpling?!' The little manta was disgusted as some strange images flashed through his mind.'Well let's see if you really are saying the truth!' The manta then focused onto the fatties mana and started to read his mind.

[I'm really saying the truth! I would never lie to you!] Was what he heard being constantly repeated in Ralfe's mind.

"...." 

'This fatty is an artificer which would be very useful, but he is too smart for his own good! If I don't kill him I would have to keep watch over him at all times!... But, I can't just kill him…. This fatty is so interesting and funny…. Wait a minute! I have an idea!'

Seeing as the small clone had no reaction, Ralfe slightly raised his head to take a peak and as he did he found the small black clone looking straight at him with shining eyes. 

'Did it w-' Before he could finish his thought he found that the clone charged at him and dove right into his body!

"AAARRRRR!!" The fatty jumped up from the ground at such surprising speed it would even leave a powerful warrior like Vall amazed. He touched his back where the clone had gone into expecting to find a hole but he found that there was nothing there, he was completely fine! 

'Was it an illusion?'

"Hehehe it wasn't an illusion! I'm right over here!" He felt something moving along his skin just as he heard the small mantas voice in his head.

Ralfe quickly pulled off his robe and took off his shirt showing his soft pale skin…. A lot of soft and pale skin… enough to make at least 2 leather armors....For horses. On his chest he found a black tattoo-like image of the little manta ray that slightly moved from side to side leaving him stunned.

"Didn't you say you wanted to follow me until death did us apart? Well you got your wish! Are you happy?" A large smile opened on the belly of the manta tattoo that was on his skin.

Ralfe controlled himself not to swear and spoke after taking a deep breath "Of course! Of course! Who else can be so lucky to have a divine creature by his side .. every.. Single.. Day …" Reaching the end of that sentence he was practically speaking through his teeth.

"Well that's all the information i needed for now. This clone will be sleeping on your body but do remember that I will still be able to see everything that is happening around you! You can go back now"  As it finished speaking the black manta tattoo moved onto his forearm curling his tail around his upper arm and rested Its body on the fatties shoulder no longer speaking.

Rafel gave a wry smile and put his clothes back on before leaving the building by himself. As he walked out the door everyone looked straight at him and noticed that the small clone was no longer there. Seeing him leave the house a burly man stopped what he was doing and came up to him.

Vall looked behind Ralfe at the empty house and then up in the air at the giant manta that was quietly floating before moving close to the fatty starting slowly fixing his messy robe.

"Is he gone?" Vall whispered as he came close to Ralfe.

"N-.... yes he's gone" When he was about to answer he felt that the tail of the little manta tattoo had tightened around his arm and he quickly corrected himself.

"So what do you think? Is he a new divine? Can we trust him?" Vall whispered again

"Yes it seems they have just left the ocean for the first time. We can definitely trust him, he's the most trustworthy divine i have ever met." Ralfe felt helplessness as he spoke. Vall was surprised that the fatty had gotten such a good impression of the manta in just a few hours.

"Hmm, even so he is still a divine of darkness. They can be very sneaky so don't ever fully put your trust in them, but still get on his good side. Who knows? maybe if you can get on his good side our village might not be godless anymore in the future." As he said this Vall finished fixing the messy robe and left to take care of the mess the creatures had made in the village.

"I'll try" Ralfe didn't know if he should laugh or cry as he let out a big sigh and started to get busy as well.


"Hehehe little gold these humans sure are interesting" The large manta in the air spoke.

"Hmm, interesting" A sweet voice sounded out from his back as the duo quietly watched the yellow sun slowly moving over the horizon.

A boy who has been bed sick since he was born finally reached the end of his life. Fortunately the gods decided to give him another chance and allowed him to be born into a new world. The only problem was that, he was not human! 
"I was only joking when i said that all I needed was a healthy body and that i didn't even need to be human OK? You didn't have to take it seriously!!" The frustrated scream of a little manta reverberated in the dark underwater world.

"What?" He shouted back. 

"Run!" Lizeth fired her rifle at the holes in that building. She fired the rifle worse this time due to the fact that the Focus ability was in cooldown. Lizeth ran to Abdul's direction in order to save him.

Abdul noticed Lizeth who was running in his direction with a rifle on her hands. He pulled a pistol out of his pocket and closed the laptop. The shout noticed the insurgents and they shouted something in Arabic as they started engaging Lizeth. Dozen of bullets started flying from the hole of the building.

"Aaaah," a bullet found its way to Lizeth's left hand. She used his focus ability again to slow down time. There was five insurgent on the building. She flipped the 3x zoom on her scope and made a precision fire on the enemy. 

Still, one of those guys decided to bring the big guns. A PK machine gun. It gave sudden shiver down Lizeth's spine. She quickly aimed down sights at the machine gunner and killed him. Abdul was running into the car and started the engine. 

Lizeth went for the passenger seat and she pulled the window down to shoot at the insurgent. The focus was on cooldown. One of the insurgents picked up the machine gun and started raining down bullets at her. 

The bullets were raining down. Not to the car, but to Lizeth. She got shot in the torso and in the left hand. Abdul managed to drive the car away from that city block of Fallujah. Lizeth, the foreigner, was more shocked than Abdul since she only knew that IS had been destroyed.

"You said that IS had been pushed away from Fallujah," Lizeth shouted to Abdul for the bad intel.

"Yes, IS, not insurgents," Abdul tried to make a good reason, "C'mon, at least we have good intel."

"Good intel your head," Lizeth opened his IFAK and raised the sleeves of her combat shirt to treat her wounds. He opened a bandage and wrapped it around the wounds on her hands. Lucky for her, thanks to the bullet damage reduction, the wound wasn't as painful as she thought it would be. "It's better be worth it Abdul," Lizeth said.

"Don't worry. It's a dead drop that is supposed to be sent for the insurgents," Abdul said. Lizbeth just smacked her hand on her forehead.

"It's not from INIS?" Lizbeth narrowed her eyes.

"Yes. It's supposed to be an intel that will be transported to a country. We intercepted it, I will send it to Langley," Abdul said as he handed down the laptop to Lizbeth, "Could you send it for me Lynx?"

"Yeah, but could you let me see the INIS files? I need some Intel on this village on the south of Al-Qaim," Lizeth said as she grabbed the laptop and sent that file to Langley. Lizeth opened the INIS server through Abdul's laptop. It was a server with multiple files.

"Hmm, Abdul, which one is the file on Al-Qaim?" She put her hands on the keyboard as the mouse was pointed to the search bar. 

"Intelligence On The Stolen Russian's WMD," Lizeth typed that words on the search bar, and a folder appeared. It was a folder containing pictures and a PDF document. Inside the PDF document, there was a detail on the Russian WMD. The Russian suitcase bomb. The bomb was constructed during the Soviet era.

[Amar Al-Jamari Ibn Somali]

This is the mastermind behind everything that happened on [REDACTED]. Amar Al-Jamari, more known as Blast Amar, has stolen more than 200 tons of potential IED material on the town of [REDACTED]. Based on the Intel gathered, his location was still unknown. Intel suggested that Amar has another plan. Intel said that Amar has stolen a nuke from Grozny during the Chechnya war. 

The nuke was a portable suitcase nuke bomb that has the ability to level the entire city. The state of the nuke was unstable due to the experimental state of the bomb itself. It is advised to find this bomb as soon as possible. 

The bomb was last seen in the southern region of Al-Qaim. The village was located far away from Al-Qaim. It is expected that the area itself is quite inhabited. Tread carefully, the villager used to be a staging base of IS.

[END OF REPORT]

The bomb was a silver suitcase. The suitcase wasn't that conspicuous at all. The problem was finding that silver suitcase in a place as big as an entire city. It could be anywhere. Hell. It could be under your bed if the terrorist wanted to place it there.

Lizeth wondered how a nation as big as the Russian federation could get their nuke stolen by Insurgents. Especially when the nuke was an experimental one. Everything seemed to be too unreal if she wasn't a contractor. She was too busy with her laptop and she didn't notice that they had arrived at their next destination. It was the city of Hit.

"Lynx, we have arrived," Abdul parked his car on a town that had the same name as a verb on English. Lizeth switched her loadout to casual one which was her shirt with a shemagh. She grabbed the bag from the back of the car and they walked.

"Hit? Is this really the name of the town?" Lizeth asked Abdul as they walked on the street of that small town. Different than Fallujah, this town was more civilized. The citizens were walking like an ordinary person. The buildings in that town weren't expressing that the city was in a war-torn country. She saw that Abdul was greeting several people on the street by calling them Habibi or habibti. The people just smiled at both of them.

The situation of the city made her wonder, 'Why the hell the things I see in the news is only woman in burka when the reality isn't?' she smiled at a woman in her veil. Abdul and Lizeth walked to a house near the river of that city. It was a safe house.

"I know you're very tired. Here's the key to your room," Abdul said as Lizeth took that key and walked to her room. Abdul left her because he wanted to walk around the town.

When she opened the room. She felt a cold breeze hitting her face. The room was a room with a simple bed, an air conditioner, and a bathroom. It was comfortable in comparison to sleeping in the middle of the car. She put her bag on the floor and put off her shoes. She put her body on the bed. Comfy. She then fell asleep.

CIA. FSB. How can I be involved in all of this?

How can anything happen so sudden?

Is everything has a secret meaning nowadays?

Does the government always hiding something from us?

Everything went from dealing with street thugs to dealing with a conflict between the CIA and FSB. 

The clock is ticking. Got to find that nuke fast.
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This book contains a lot of technical terms.

After all my experiences in the 1900 beginning journey ,god sent me back to my original world.It was unbelievable together with amazing experience ,It was the same place and same day where god fortuned me and I really used it well .Divergent changes Iam waiting to see still it was nothing new.Later on when I went to my home ,first thing ,I gave a huge hug to both of my parent .In the oppose they gave divergent looks stil I was so happy to regain my future . subsequently when I foraged for both world war one and two books ,really they were missing .ensuing about the books to mg parents my parents replied that what are those books . Continuation of that I equally asked about The Great dictator of Germany Adolf hitler, they replied by saying that who is that person and having strange name.More over you know I started behaving like the German people together with my parents found a lot of divergence in me.Neverthe less to me God gave me a precious gift that no one else can give me in my upcoming life 😀.  



  By the story I really want to convey that when a person dearly together with heartfully wants something then the nature will help him getting that .


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the divergent series insurgent

the life just after

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Endless Path : Infinite Cosmos

Reincarnating Into A Fantasy World as an Autonomous Machine Arsenal

Samara Amore's Revenge (Tagalog)

World Of Gigantis: Aser The Gambit

The Gods' Decree

The Hollow God

Phone App: Portable Armory

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