This is a game beyond dimension–the pursuit of truth. 
The unknown seal, the gambit between gods and demons… 
The defiance against data, the retribution of human… 
In a virtual world connected with reality, consciousness dictates us, consciousness chooses us, and consciousness dictates our consciousness. 
Now, throw away you fear. 
Throw away your selfish interest, question, and disbelief… Free your thought. 
Welcome to Thriller Paradise. 
Feng Bujue lost his ability to fear because of an unknown psychological disorder. Through a virtual reality game designed for players to experience fright and despair, he began his search for his lost fear. Could he finally regain his ability to fear? Could he outwit the scenarios presented to him? Could he finally uncover the truth hidden inside Thriller Paradise?  


Kumpulan Cerita Pendek Horror dan Thriller

Members from the Ten Great Leagues were in deep despair after they witnessed their Champions vaporizing instantaneously in front of the formidable enemy. The claustrophobic nature of the canyon aggravated their hopelessness as they found no place to hide from the terrifying opponent.
Facing Subjugator who hovered oppressively in the air like a god of war, the army from the Ten Great Leagues choked and began to retreat. They did not wish to become the next victim of that frightening long-ranged AoE Attack.
"Charge!"
Although the reaction of the Ten Great Leagues was not what the Fallen Angels would have hoped for, they couldn't stop themselves from springing forward as they had initially decided.
A deep growl preceded the release of a group of Demigod Champions led by Slayer's Heart and Wandering Soul. The two stormed out from both sides of Subjugator like two ferocious beasts!
Before the enemies were able to react…
"Furious Cyclone!"
A powerful magical force ascended abruptly from below following the roar.
The Tier 5 AoE Spell exploded inside the enemy zone like an atomic bomb. It did not affect the Fallen Angels as the burst came before they entered the cyclone's attack range.
"Shit!"
Every player from the Ten Great Leagues was greatly shaken from the blast.
They did not expect the enemy to launch a Tier 5 AoE Spell in such a confined space. Being caught off guard, the group of Tier 5 winged players at the front were directly hit by the shockwave. They flinched upon contact with the gusting wind-blade and plunged toward the ground, leaving behind the vulnerable Summoners and players with flying Pets to encounter the driven Demigod Champions from Fallen Angels, midair, all by themselves. It was no different from hitting a stone with an egg.
Soon, bodies of players and Pets from the Ten Great Leagues were seen tumbling down from the sky.
"F*ck!" Subjugator was disappointed on how things had turned completely one-sided this early into the battle.
After losing the flying platoon, the ground team of the Ten Great Leagues was now in grave danger. They dared not move an inch further, deterred by the furious lethal spells firing wildly in all directions above them.
About a hundred Fallen Angels with flying Pets stood guard not far ahead from where they were. If they rushed over, they would be forced to brace the attacks from them as well as the Demigod Champions in the air. Worse, the Demigod Champions might turn around to their backs and flank them from behind.
In such a scenario, not even an idiot would have dashed forward.
***
"The battle has begun at Blackscale Canyon."
Black Emperor and the others only raised their eyebrows slightly when Thriller Knight[1] from the Dark Cyclone League announced the news.
"Oh," After the brief reply, Black Emperor realized that he must have sounded unconcerned, thereby immediately asking, "How's the situation?"
He knew very well what kind of answer he would get. Sky Thread was a widely known natural fortress that was easy to defend and hard to conquer. There would be no way the three Leagues, led by Dark Cyclone could defeat the Fallen Angels there.
"It's worse than we have anticipated."
Thriller Knight frowned and recollected the course of events to the other nine League Leaders. They immediately understood why Thriller Knight intentionally mentioned about the predictable defeat.
The temperature inside the room had dropped dramatically after Thriller Knight finished his story.
Black Emperor, Golden Blood Lion, and Terminator were hit the hardest by the news and looked extremely awful. After a while, the silence was broken by the only female in the room.
 "Are you serious?"
Thriller Knight made no further explanation. Instead, he projected the video that his underling had just sent him, directly to the middle of the table.
The ten leaders in the room watched the video in horror as if they were the ones on the scene and had personally tasted the fiery flare that had appeared to devour everything it licked.
A few dozen players vanished instantaneously under the commanding strike.
"Is he still human?" Terminator, who is also an Ignis Swordmaster, gazed straight on the figure covered entirely by fire in the video. He muttered, "I guess not even the NPC is this powerful…"
"Perhaps, it's power he obtained from the Underworld?"
"Though we don't have a settlement in the Underworld, I believe we have enough understanding about that place. Subjugator's skill and equipment are never before seen or heard, not even in the mysterious Underworld."
"If Subjugator is already this powerful, I wonder how great the Winter Demon had become."
The will of several leaders inside the room had obviously swayed.
Realizing the tense atmosphere, Black Emperor quickly regained himself and tried to diffuse the uneasiness among the group. "It's just a Tier 6 skill. Stop thinking that this is the end of the world."
"As you all can see, Subjugator did not continue to attack after releasing the skill. This showed that he is still afraid of our strength in numbers. The powerful attack does not mean that he is unbeatable!"
"That's right!" Golden Blood Lion also chipped in and echoed Black Emperor's view. "But then again, the Fallen Angels have the advantage of having a settlement in the Underworld. They have better support and supply in there. Thus, it's not surprising that they stumbled upon one or two Tier 6 Skill Books by sheer luck alone."
The others were persuaded and the nervousness inside the room had largely disappeared.
"We are all League Leaders. Don't be swiftly blinded by the power of a single player. Try to look at the big picture. The situation is still well under our control. We will continue to divert their attention by sending smaller troops to Blackscale Canyon and Chimera Nest, while our main force will keep on marching toward Black Flame Valley. Once we take over that place, I believe the Fallen Angels would have no choice but to fight us with everything they've got!"
***
In the sky above the forest, north of Fireseal City, hundreds of winged players, along with tens of thousands of players with all kinds of flying Pets formed an airborne silk thread that spanned more than a few hundred meters. It was like the players were all lined up to attend a grand occasion.
Fierce competition was brewing amongst their ranks. They were competing for speed, outlook, power, ability, and uniqueness. One after another flying Pet showcased their outstanding traits under the commands of their respective masters.
Even the winged players with better equipment and skills were shadowed by the flying Pets that came in different shapes and sizes.
There were several players, fond of critique, embedded within the crowd. Infected by the surrounding mood, these players began to comment on the pros and cons of each Pet Type. This had drawn great interest as more and more players joined into the discussion. 
Qin Ruo, who hid inside the crowd as a disguised Warrior, was no exception. He temporarily relieved himself from surveying his opponents and stopped by to listen.
Though most of them were merely gloating, Qin Ruo did learn some refreshing opinions from the truly knowledgeable ones.
He especially agreed with the summary made by a winged player named Thriller Knight.
Pets, regardless of quality, were classified by their Attack, Defense, Support, Composite, and Gifted-Type battle monster.
Attack-Type Pets are further subdivided into long-ranged, Melee, and Balanced-Type. The various types were distinctive but hard to coordinate. If the Pet did not fit properly to the player class, then it would end up wasted. But if it matched perfectly, then it could directly elevate an unknown player to the rank of Champion, just like what happened to Permanent Lock of the Fallen Angels.
The Defense-Type were separated into Technical and Pure Tank. This class was the least popular, but they were an interesting group. The former used a skill or magical barrier to minimize damage to its master, which was suitable for players good in manipulation or loners. The latter, meanwhile, used its own body to tank the damage taken, making it ideal for a party. However, due to the presence of a Beastblood Berserker and a Steel Berserker, the Pure Tank Pet was of limited usage.
The Support-Type came in all forms. There was magical support that deflected debuffs during a battle, as well as monsters that healed and those that could fly. Value of this Pet type differed greatly and was highly dependent on the player's specific requirements.
The Composite-Type was relatively popular. It was good in both long-ranged and melee battles. Having a Composite Pet was like teaming up with a reliable ally. It could be given an important task, fight solo or in a team, and was highly adaptable.
And then was the Gifted-Type! Undoubtedly the best of the best, as well as the most valuable type currently in the market, it came with a specialized ability, as well as a rare attribute bonus or innate spell. A good example would be Teleport, a skill with high debuff damage, or even specialized attacking and defensive traits. Their battle prowess was exceptional in certain specific areas. 
When Thriller Knight mentioned about Gifted Monsters, he used Qin Ruo's Pet, Poochie, as an example.
A Gifted Pet was close to an Ultimate. It was uncannily good at melee attacks bundled with an outrageous movement speed. In the hands of a powerful Aquamancer, they would complement each other perfectly and make Winter Demon a household name!
Anyhow, he admired Monster's Cavalry Troop which was created by the Fallen Angels the most. Its sheer might intimidated its opponent and its capability to attack in a group was unmatchable. This was especially true when the three different Cavalry Troops rolled out together…
It could definitely dominate both the land and the sky!
If this time, the Fallen Angels League were challenged by only two or three newly formed Leagues, then no one would have paid attention because the Fallen Angels were certainly the overwhelming favorite.
"If you think so highly of the Fallen Angels, why aren't you joining the crusade?" A voice interrupted Thriller Knight as he was busy lamenting.
The tranquil voice had caught Thriller Knight's attention.
The voice belonged to a normal winged Warrior. The clan insignia on his chest was unfamiliar. He must have come from a rather ordinary clan.
Thriller Knight retracted his gaze and pointed behind. He then laughed and said, "I am just going along with the currents. Since we all have the same intention, why bother to ask the obvious question?"
Turning his head around, Qin Ruo immediately took a deep breath.
The crowd behind him had suddenly expanded by several fold. Countless players were seen wiggling through the plains outside Fireseal City. Not only that, but the air route was also crammed with players. They trailed like a swarm of locusts and formed a spearhead that pointed toward one common destination—the Black Flame Valley. 
[1] Initially termed as Terror Knight... I couldn't resist the pun.


A salaryman by day and an Aquamancer by night. Qin Ruo might be a newbie in the popular, immersive MMORPG, "Honor and Glory". However, that did not stop him from using his wits and battle instincts to raise money for a beloved friend's medical fees, which eventually led him to become an elite player in the game. As Qin Ruo and his comrades progress further into the game, the trials and tribulations they face magnify. Which faction will prevail on the Mythical Battlefield? Read to find out!

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"Why did you become a police officer?"

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When A Ghoul Falls In Love

Miss Chicken & Her Mister

The Villainous Emperor is My Pet?

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There's a saying—if one doesn't enjoy being delusional once, they would've lived their youth in vain.
Everyone would have more or less experienced that phase. It was simply that some had openly displayed it while others hid it deep within their hearts. This was also the difference between being an extrovert and an introvert.
As Song Shuhang was lacking in youthful vigor, that period came rapidly and left even more quickly for him.
Therefore, during their second grade of junior high school, the boys surrounding him were all stuck within their wuxia, superhero, and celestial immortal dreams and executing their eighteen subduing dragon palm or superhero transformations. However, Song Shuhang had long lost interest in these and neither did he hold any hopes for such.
The laws of physics in this world were so very accurate. It was basically an impossible task for humans to think of jumping three stories high, launching a golden dragon out of their hands, or being able to fly while wearing their underpants outside!
However, he still loved Xianxia novels, superhero movies, and such. Perhaps deep within his heart, he was still craving for a superhero, an alien, or an immortal to appear before him one day?
Despite knowing it was impossible, he was still somewhat looking forward to it. Perhaps this was a gift that humans had?
Song Shuhang laughed while closing the chat window. Nonetheless, he did not leave the group.
He felt that the members of Nine Provinces Group were all interesting, with the chat logs that would make one feel embarrassed if exposed. From the perspective of a spectator, it was surprisingly interesting—therefore, before the admin had removed him, he decided to lurk around and look at various amusing chat logs to pass some time.
On the computer screen, the movie was still playing. It seemed like a horror film, with all kinds of scenarios constantly appearing. This movie was the greatest work of the genius thriller film director and hearsay was that many middle-aged men were all scared till they cried. There were many people who revealed that they were so scared that they couldn't head to the washroom alone after watching it.
Unfortunately, Song Shuhang ultimately did not feel frightened and instead rewinded the progress bar to the start before he had yawned again and his sitting posture slowly transitioned to a reclined posture as he felt his eyelids getting heavier...
If that genius thriller director knew his movie only had such effect on him, he would probably cry?
Muddle-headed, Song Shuhang had a dream.
It was an extremely pleasurable and beautiful dream. With celestials, superheroes, and all kinds of mystical lands.
Having free and unfettered long life, the ability to transform nature, relying on a sword while traversing the world. Since ancient times, how many people had such dreams? Merely due to the increase of one's age, the reality had shattered dreams and people could only hide their dreams deep within their hearts and not think about them.
A dream would ultimately only be a dream.
Next day, May 21st, Tuesday, 1 AM.
Within the group chat, the admin True Monarch Yellow Mountain had finally appeared online.
The moment he came, Northern River's Loose Cultivator emerged and questioned, "True Monarch, who is that 'Stressed by a Mountain of Books' you'd added yesterday? Which sect does he come from?"
"The newcomer yesterday? Haven't you communicated with her? She's the daughter of an old friend of mine, born in this era. It seems as if her aptitude is excellent, she's in Third Stage Acquired Realm and will be advancing to Fourth Stage Innate Realm soon. At such a young age, she's really outstanding!" True Monarch Yellow Mountain replied while laughing out loud.
Born this era… shouldn't she be below forty years old? Being in Third Stage Acquired Realm at this age would indeed be the sign of a genius. Northern River's Loose Cultivator silently nodded. However, the counterpart's dao name is strange, Stressed by a Mountain of Books doesn't seem like a dao name.
While Northern River's Loose Cultivator was still thinking, True Monarch Yellow Mountain suddenly said, "Eh? My old friend's daughter dao name isn't called Stressed by a Mountain of Books! Wait, what the heck is this Stressed by a Mountain of Books?"
"..." True Monarch Yellow Mountain was embarrassed.
It wasn't a random guy, it was probably the person True Monarch Yellow Mountain invited yesterday.
He tried inquiring, "True Monarch, could it be that you've added the wrong person?"
"Let me check it out."
A moment later.
True Monarch Yellow Mountain send a string of within the group. "To think that I've really added a wrong person. There's only a slight difference between their account numbers—I had accidentally keyed in 9 instead of 8… to think I would make such a big mistake."
Northern River's Loose Cultivator chucked. "I thought so too, regardless of how well one integrated into the modern times, no one would use 'Stressed by a Mountain of Books' as their dao name."
True Monarch Yellow Mountain continuously sent a bunch of .
Afterwards, he hastily added his good friend's daughter to the group.
Group Notification: 'Spirit Butterfly Island's Soft Feather' has been added to Nine Provinces Number One Group
The name just now was conforming to the image of Nine Provinces One Group, with rich Xianxia aura assaulting one's senses. The dao name 'Stressed by a Mountain of Books' was definitely something strange in comparison to it.
Upon an addition of a newcomer, Thrice Reckless Mad Saber immediately appeared. "Oh! The new friend is a fairy? Show us your photo and announce your three sizes! If you're pretty, should we date?
Thrice Reckless Mad Saber had long been lurking—although he was no better than a goldfish species, ultimately his memories had lasted more than 3 seconds. After being reminded yesterday, in order to prevent offending a big senior, he was carefully lurking around while observing the situation today.
Seeing how True Monarch Yellow Mountain mentioned the newcomer was the daughter of his good friend and her cultivation was in Third Stage Acquired Realm, Thrice Reckless Mad Saber relaxed. It wasn't a 'senior' level figure, so he could tease her until he was satisfied.
Rarely would they have newcomers in this group, so he has been restraining himself for quite a long time.
Once Thrice Reckless had opened his mouth, True Monarch Yellow Mountain's face instantly blackened.
"..." Spirit Butterfly Island's Soft Feather entered a string of full stops. Then, a serene answer followed, "As the time is late, this old man's daughter has started her meditation according to schedule. Her account is currently used by this old man while waiting for fellow daoist Yellow Mountain to add me into the group… cough... I've long heard of Nine Provinces Number One Group's distinguished and accomplished, with the gift of gab, fellow daoist Thrice Reckless. Nothing beats knowing you personally compared to the rumors. Fellow Daoist Thrice Reckless, this old man admires you and wishes to invite you for a drink sometime soon."
Thrice Reckless Mad Saber instantly felt very awkward. Meeting the girl's father while teasing the girl—there was nothing more embarrassing in this world. He was totally wishing to find a hole and squeeze inside it.
Luckily, this senior seemingly had an amiable personality while brushing it off with a few words.
Subsequently, this senior greeted other currently online members within the group while requesting them to take good care of his daughter in near future. After that, he went offline.
Seeing the departure of the senior, Thrice Reckless Mad Saber released a sigh of relief while happily typing, "Luckily, this senior seem like someone who can take a joke. Perhaps, when the opportunity arises, I will even be able to chat with Soft Feather personally."
True Monarch Yellow Mountain: "..."
Northern River's Loose Cultivator: "..."
The hard-to-come-by Medicine Master whose words were as rare as gold and who rarely spoke had once again emerged. This time, he had even typed out four words, "Pray for your fortune."
"?" Thrice Reckless was puzzled
Clearly, Medicine Master whose words were as rare as gold would not explain any further.
"Look at the prefix of the new member's dao name," Northern River's Loose Cultivator hinted. One wouldn't die without being reckless, why was Brother Thrice Reckless unable to understand this?
"Prefix? Spirit Butterfly Island?" Thrice Reckless Mad Saber seemed to have yet to come around.
"Yes! Spirit Butterfly Island! Additionally, he is a senior, haven't you managed to think of anyone yet?" Northern River's Loose Cultivator hinted once more.
After a long time, Thrice Reckless Mad Saber suddenly came to realization and sent a whole chunk of within the group. "It's that Venerable Spirit Butterfly that fusses over every single detail?"
Venerable Spirit Butterfly was a formidable senior. He was good in every aspect, being upright and righteous… it was just that he liked to fuss over every trivial matter and could be considered to have reached great heights on the dao of being fussy. Others were just finicky but he was the extreme type that fussed over every small detail!
Northern River's Loose Cultivator was so angry that his mouth twitched. "That wasn't what I had reminded you about!"
True Monarch Yellow Mountain sighed as he couldn't continue looking at it. "Thrice Reckless, my old friend had only minimized the chat, he hasn't gone offline."
That is to say… the chat logs might have been seen.
No, would definitely be seen!
True Monarch Yellow Mountain couldn't continue watching how Thrice Reckless continued to be reckless, after all, he was the junior of his chat group.
"Oh damn, I'm dead," Thrice Reckless Mad Saber seemed to have seen his near future whereby Spirit Butterfly Venerable came to pay him a visit, and the oppressive scene that would befall him. The rims of his eyes moistened, it seemed as if he had offended an even more troublesome big senior than usual this time?
Thrice Reckless suddenly released a miserable shriek. "True Monarch, please help me plea for leniency!"
True Monarch Yellow Mountain gave him a 🥱 emoji in reply.
No one in the group would continue paying attention to Thrice Reckless's dog-like wailing and they unperturbedly diverted the discussion to a new topic.
Northern River's Loose Cultivator asked within the group. "True Monarch, what about Stressed by a Mountain of Books?
Su Clan's Seven questioned, "Are we going to kick him? After all, he's just an ordinary person and isn't really suited to participate in our conversations.
"Sigh, since it's a mistake on my part, it can be counted as an affinity between us. Let esteemed me do a divination to see how I should handle this," True Monarch Yellow Mountain replied—it was him who suddenly added the other party into the group; wouldn't it make him lose face to suddenly kick that guy out?
He should at least do a divination as a front while using it as an excuse to kick him out.
Firstly, it would make him seem magnanimous.
Secondly, he was suddenly interested in learning divination since a while ago and his hands were itchy to try it out after learning for a few months. Regardless of what he did, he would make a divination beforehand.
After speaking, he used a Tang Poetry book as reference and used his hands to turn it over while executing a secret method of divination. An unfathomable energy extracted a verse out while forming a trigram.
The divination this time was super smooth. Ever since True Monarch Yellow Mountain had self-learnt the divination skills, it was the first time he had ever felt like that!
He looked at the divinatory results happily.
Afterwards...
True Monarch Yellow Mountain's face became tranquil.
Then, his face turned ugly.
For now, let's look at the results: In heaven as two birds flying together, On earth as two trees with branches interlocked forever.
If he recalled correctly, this verse was written by Bai Juyi, a Tang dynasty poet. This verse was a true classic and was subsequently used to describe love?
Suddenly, True Monarch Yellow Mountain did not feel good.
Two birds flying together my a*ss, two trees with branches interlocked forever my a*ss! To still be willing to be like two trees that grow together as one, this lord would rather hang himself!
Unless he, as the majestic True Monarch Yellow Mountain, had to act out an earth-shattering love of life and death with the male 'Stressed by a Mountain of Books'? This unconsciously made him think of homosexuals during the China Warring States period—he instantly felt like he had swallowed a cockroach and was extremely disgusted.
'This must be due to this lord's divination skills being lacking. After all, I had only studied for a month… therefore, I should try again! Yes, it must be due to this!' True Monarch Yellow Mountain once again executed a secret method of divination and the unfathomable power once again flipped the Tang Poetry book.
Another verse was extracted.
The divination execution was extremely smooth and had boosted True Monarch Yellow Mountain morale. It will definitely be right this time!
He then looked at the divinatory results.
Afterwards…
True Monarch Yellow Mountain paled.
The result of the divination: If love between both sides can last for aye,Why need they stay together night and day?
Night your grandfather! This lord doesn't believe in it! True Monarch Yellow Mountain once again started another divination.
The feeling this time was even better and even True Monarch Yellow Mountain felt that his own divination skills has reached great heights at this moment!
It will definitely hit the mark!
He lowered his head to look at the divinatory results. Turning back suddenly to find that your fated person has always been standing there, by the waning lights.
"..."
"Deep breaths, deep breaths." True Monarch Yellow Mountain calmly and collectedly closed the Tang Poetry book and dejectedly looked towards the sky at a 45-degree angle—it really felt melancholic!
Afterwards, he calmly tore the hardcover version of Tang Poetry while nodding his head, "This lord does not have talent for divination and naturally isn't suited to be a divination master. Therefore, the divinatory results calculated by me must definitely be erroneous!"
He threw the shredded Tang Poetry on one side and secretly vowed within his heart to never attempt divination again!
After throwing the pieces of shredded hardcover Tang Poetry book, True Monarch Yellow Mountain typed into the group chat. "We shall leave Stressed by a Mountain of Books be for now… this lord has done a divination earlier on and found that he has affinity with me and adding him into the group wasn't by chance, but was inevitable instead! Whatever happens in the future shall depend on his own luck."
True Monarch muddled through using some divination vocabulary; regarding the divinatory results, he would definitely not reveal anything even if he was beaten to death!
Motherf*cker, even if there's fate, it must definitely be an ill-fated relationship!
"Then let's leave it for now, I reckon that he would probably leave the group in the near future. Speaking about it, True Monarch, what were the divinatory results?" Northern River's Loose Cultivator heard that True Monarch was learning divination, therefore he was curious what this senior had calculated.
"..."
True Monarch Yellow Mountain: "Oh right, I have something urgent so I'll leave first, you guys continue chatting."
After saying that, he rapidly went offline, leaving a puzzled Northern River's Loose Cultivator without an answer.


One day, Song Shuhang was suddenly added to a chat group with many seniors that suffered from chuuni disease. The people inside the group would call each other ‘Fellow Daoist’ and had all different kinds of titles: Palace Master, Cave Lord, True Monarch, Immortal Master, etc. Even the pet of the founder of the group that had run away from home was called ‘monster dog’. They would talk all day about pill refining, exploring ancient ruins, or share their experience on techniques.
However, after lurking inside the group for a while, he discovered that not all was what it seemed... 

Alex was walking to the library. He had a strong love for thriller books. He always find time to read, even under hectic workdays. The library was just one block away from his office. So, he visited it on a daily basis and borrowed books often. As usual, he entered the library to greet the librarian, who was a very friendly man. But, he was nowhere to be seen today. Instead a young lady occupies the librarian's chair. 
Alex felt awkward, because he waved to the seat as usual, but today, the person on the seat was a lady that he didn't know. Catherine was at first surprised to see a stranger waving at her like he knew her well. Then, she understood what happened, by the look on Alex's face. He had a sheepish look on his face. Anyway, he walked up to the lady and asked "Is Martin on leave today? ". "No, he was transferred from here. It was unexpected. And, I'm the new librarian ", she replied with charm. "Oh, I didn't knew that! Why would he be transferred, all of a sudden? ", Alex questioned politely. "Well, this is a government library. They do such things more often here. Only god knows, what is in their minds" she chuckled. Alex smiled and extended his hands to her "I'm Alex, one of your daily faces". "I'm Catherine. Pleasure meeting you", she replied.
Alex was impressed by her. A good-looking and charming young lady. He went on to his world of thriller books. As usual, he started choosing a book. Presently, he was into Dan Brown books. Such a classy writer! Alex always thought about the work, the writer should've done, inorder to complete the book. And he felt Dan Brown outruns most of the authors in that aspect. He took out Digital Fortress from the collection and went over to his usual seat, near the glass window.
After spending an hour on the book, he went to the librarian to request a borrowal, before leaving. Catherine grinned at him. "Where are you from? ", Alex asked her. "I live nearby, just 5 blocks from here", she replied. "Oh, I thought you were transferred from a long way to here", Alex said. "No, I'm new to the profession. And I was lucky enough to grab an opportunity in this library", she answered his doubt. "Ok. I would like to borrow this book...", Alex continued and took a few minutes to leave the library. He discovered a newfound liking for Catherine. He found her extremely beautiful and charming. Alex walked back home, thinking about Digital Fortress, but with intervening thoughts of Catherine from time to time.

A working man tackling some twisting situations that unfold in front of him, when he discovers that his wife is in an affair with someone. 
Alex works as the senior hacker in one of the most famous private intelligence agency. His wife Catherine seems to have an affair with a random guy, Steve. Or, that is what it seems to be happening. Alex is a brilliant guy, who faces his problems wisely. He finds that Steve targeted him, by using his wife as a bait. 
Why is Steve targeting Alex? Who is Steve? What about the affair? Find out the answers by diving into this thriller- pool!?

"I'll go back and write the whole script as soon as possible, and I will trouble you to help me." Alex said.



    "No problem, I'll also bother you when I need some, my thoughts aren't as mature as you are. I've always feeling that I want to make something but always been a little bit worse." James said



    "Can you talk a little about it and maybe I can give some thought." Alex said.



    "In fact, it was a bit like you at the beginning. The protagonist woke up and found himself trapped in an abandoned room, but with another person, but it's a sealed environment. 




    There's an important the props are chainsaws, but I didn't think about the details, but one thing I want to focus on is to create a flesh-and-blood scene that will bring crazy visual impact to the audience." James said



    The series of details of Saw also confirms that the story is still a thought that hasn't yet been fully formed.



    At this moment, Alex had an idea, that he can't miss a profitable low-cost series in the history of this film.



    "With such a visual impact is enough to attract an audience, but it seems that there's still a lack of action." Alex said.



    "Yes, the flesh and blood is only superficial, now my thoughts still lack a deep feeling, a film that doesn't have a soul is absolutely unacceptable, and most of the current horror movies are like this.


    The ugly thing to say is that it's bloody and cruel to the big screen, which is simple that it can reach a box office income, but I've to do it differently from other films, I need to find another good idea, but always feels a little bit lacking." James said.



    "It needs to take time, maybe an inspiration will take the initiative to knock at the door." Alex said.




    James Wan pointed his head: "I know, but you must know that feeling uncomfortable.



    "I went to Las Vegas and take a break. Maybe let the inspiration takes the initiative to knock my head when I return to Los Angeles.


    In fact, I have an idea, why not try another way. Now the good horror thriller is nothing more than letting the audience feel the fear of death, unknown's and loneliness. It allows the audience to enter the heart of the character. In that state, realized what fear is a good horror film for me." Alex said.




    "Yes, this is the status quo; you must have other good ideas." James is full of excitement, he thinks Alex may It's the one who can inspire to strike his brain.




    "Under such threat of death, let the protagonist create a contradiction between self-cognition and identity, and thus form a madness then fear, and just like that formation of a second extremely evil personality." Alex said.



    "An evil personality? Questioning the personality of the person, like "Frankenstein?" James asked.



    "Yes, but there's still need of process, where in the desperate situation of setting a forcing ordinary people to break their will to destroy others and all this is only for survival. 


    In order to survive, they've to do this, even if they don't want to, and always give them a choice between life and death." Alex said.




    Listening to Alex's words, James' was excited: Wow, Alex, you are such an absolute genius, what is inside your brain, I have already felt the inspiration knocked on my head, as long as I gently tap it, I will get in."

    "I must write it down; people's heads are always forgotten easily. If I forget about this, I think I should find a place to cure this." James took out a small book from his pocket and then quickly writes on it. 



    What he said it to James, he mixed with his own understanding, but it is indeed a thing that a horror movie need. Just like James Wan said, bloodiness only brings some visual shock.



    Similarly, the superficial aspect of "buried" is also a suffocating closed space and helpless scenario. The soul integrates and enlarges a large amount of information, and then completes stories about life and death, belief and trust, burial and salvation in the story.

    

    Alex has studied "Buried" for more than he can remember and always feels a little worse. Even if he can add new highlights in the previous film, he still feels that he hasn't been able to some hope and then despair.



    Looking at the view that flashed through the window, Alex closed his eyes. As he said to James Wan, the inspiration might come knocking at the door. At this moment and Alex found the missing point.



    In the original film, the recurring cell phone battery isn't close to being close-up, but at the end and it didn't give one close-up. This is where Alex has always felt something missing.



    Now Alex thinks that the phone has a close-up of the protagonist when he's at the edge. He wants gives the phone at least two-second close-up of the battery getting exhausted and it automatically shuts down at the end. In this shot, the protagonist is getting buried in the sand. The desperate look that comes out in this includes a scene in which the screen of the mobile phone is completely off.



    Although it was only has a close-up of about two seconds, such an increase will undoubtedly give the audience a more impact, and even achieve the finishing touch in the film.



    Thinking of this, Alex can't wait to return to Los Angeles and then write the script and the split-screen script in detail as soon as possible, and then immediately start shooting.


    And James Wan next to him also wants to improve his script as soon as possible, and then turn the idea into an actual film on the big screen as soon as possible.



    "It's great coming here; this is the most valuable journey in my life, even though it's only 100 minutes." James said.

 

    "Me too, I think you must promise me that you'll not forget it right? If there's no accident, I will give it to you tomorrow." Done w/ the script, then you have to come over and help me." Alex said, "I want to say that I'm a poor man, so don't expect me to give you much." said by a billionaire.



    "You guy, I just want you to help and I don't need your money." James and Alex hugged each other. "I can't wait to see your script, see you tomorrow." James said.



    "See you tomorrow then." Alex waved his hand to him.



    Returning to the memorable rented house in Chinatown, it's the house of the grandmother of the former orphanage, Wang Grandma. Before the adoption of Alex, he grew up in the orphanage and Grandma Wang is like his true grandmother.




    His rental house is also a bedroom of the grandmother's family. Alex doesn't know why she has no children or no relatives.



    Since he grew up, he lived here, and Alex only used the rent of $200 for Wang's grandmother every month. This kind of rent is much cheaper than other places.



    "Little Alex, did you just come back? Are you tired? If you're hungry, I still have a pudding cake that you like to eat." When seeing Alex pulling the suitcase back, Wang Grandma immediately asked, although Alex not her real grandson, but she loved Alex like her own.



    The grandmother in front of him is still a young one. The only difference is that Alex feels the love of the elder. At this moment, seeing Wang grandmother kindness and Alex's mood has become better.



    "Grandma, I'm not hungry now, but you keep it for me and I will eat it later at night." He said.



    "Good, I will keep it for you, hurry and take a rest." Grandma Wang said.



    "Yeah." Alex picked up the suitcase and returned to his own room.



    Alex's room layout is very simple and not well decorated. There's a sleeping area in the room and facing the TV.



    The window has a long desk; on the left side of the desk is a desktop computer and facing another window.



    Next to the computer is a simple bookshelf with books.




    Putting down the suitcase, Alex didn't pack up immediately but turned on the computer. He wanted to complete the script of "Buried" as soon as possible tonight.



    This script is the source of the first goldmine in his life. Only by completing this script can he take the first step into Hollywood.



To be continued...

This is not my original work, I just wanted to continue this novel so I’m translating it on my own free time. Please Enjoy.... After a freak accident, Alex Salva soul reborn in a guy with the same name, movie filmmaker and a player for Spurs.

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