After serving out a year of hard labor in the salt mines of Endovier for her crimes, 18-year-old assassin Celaena Sardothien is dragged before the Crown Prince. Prince Dorian offers her her freedom on one condition: she must act as his champion in a competition to find a new royal assassin.

 

Her opponents are men-thieves and assassins and warriors from across the empire, each sponsored by a member of the king's council. If she beats her opponents in a series of eliminations, she'll serve the kingdom for four years and then be granted her freedom. Celaena finds her training sessions with the captain of the guard, Westfall, challenging and exhilirating. But she's bored stiff by court life. Things get a little more interesting when the prince starts to show interest in her... but it's the gruff Captain Westfall who seems to understand her best.

 

Then one of the other contestants turns up dead... quickly followed by another. Can Celaena figure out who the killer is before she becomes a victim? As the young assassin investigates, her search leads her to discover a greater destiny than she could possibly have imagined.

Being the bad guy in the relationship of her sister and Kenia , queen Skalia is willing to put everything back in place not knowing that the one behind every downfall is her lovers father 

"so you are the one who is behind all of these" looking betrayed she tried to adjust herself not to fall from the Clif
of the mountain 

"yes Skalet I did it all for the throne "Dentinia said with a mischievous look on his face

"you will never get through with this that I promise "Skalia said

Being the bad guy in the relationship of her sister and Kenia , queen Skalia is willing to put everything back in place but ends up being stabbed by her lover's father . 

Destiny plays it's game again and the twins were born into the modern world, will Lila Xia and Skylar Xia seek revenge for what happened in their pass life or will they allow love betray them both . find out in the story

in a realm where many worlds meet , a man from an insignificant realm known as shura continent enter the gods realm in order to flip the throne of their gods , join him in his journey , his hardship , love , betrayal , in order to find where his fate will take him at last.

Moz's POV,

"You don't know... unless you try" 

I turned in the direction of the voice and found that it was...Raal.

Once again drunk with his wolf by his side.

"What do you mean?" I asked, He picks up a bowl and began to drink something.

When done swallowing it all, he belched loudly before laughing afterwards, his laughter disrupted the calm and solemn atmosphere at the lakeside.

His laughter was more like he was mocking himself than expressing happiness.

He then looked at me before standing up to leave, he said, "You know what I am talking about, if you don't... it's also fine, just know that if you continue like this without letting him know, you'll just end up like...me".

"..." Silent, I watched his retreating back only for him to fall and his wolf snorted at him, leaving without looking back.


"Wait for me! how can you leave your master like this!!" Raal yells a few seconds later after recovery, "Hey! Hey! why aren't you stopping, My wine!!...Ugh how could you take wine off a fallen warrior!! ..."

His voice slowly disappeared as he chased after his wolf.

"What do you mean, I will end up like you?" I muttered, only for my wolf to shake her head.
 
"What?!" I subconsciously asked, before pausing for a second and face palming myself.
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The following day,
Blackmoon Town,
Lord's Manor,
Torug's POV,

After a busy night, I felt it was time to wrap up with the Grey eye clan, but first...

"My Chief!...General Haran would like to see you" Dabok's voice came from behind as I observed the fireplace. It was still the early hours of the morning and I just started the fire, mostly to light up the hall than to warm myself up.

Without turning back, I responded..."Let her in" while making some mental preparations for this meeting.

"Are you really going through with this?"Dabok asked once again for the umpteenth time since he my plans.

"..." Irresponsive, I continued to stare at the fireplace without bothering to look in his direction, Him knowing that I wouldn't say anything further, he walked towards the entrance...
"Have I ever failed you?" I asked.

"..." He sighed before leaving.

"I can't fail, I'm not allowed to fail" I muttered.

About a minute later, the sound of slow footsteps could be heard from the side as I pulled off my cloak and tossed it towards my throne, it casually fell on it's arm and I slowly turned towards the approaching figure.

Red hair, and a golden pupil scanned the hall with a somewhat disinterested face before stopping on my figure.

She scans me from head to toe before locking eye contact with me, I felt this was a test, a test to see what kind of person I was.

At this time, Dabok walks in but stops not too far from the door...unsurprisingly we both ignored his movement.

No one said a thing but I quickly went through her stats, only to be shocked by how impressive it was.

[Name: Haran Bloodmane
 Race:  Royal Witch Orc
 Level:40 (Order of the fifth circle)
 Power rating: 145847+6677(Equipment Bonus)
 Relationship: Matriarch of the Bloodmane clan, 2nd Great General of the kingdom of Degr, 3rd in line to the throne of Degr, Mother of Nazu Redmane, leader of the ...
Alignment: Lawful Evil]

"What is the meaning of this?" she finally says, Obviously she meant the whole invitation and me marrying her daughter despite knowing who she really was.

She squints at me with every word as her head slowly tilt upwards in a threatening manner while trying to feel me out.

A subtle pressure appears as the atmosphere in the hall got tensed, despite noticing all this, I acted nonchalant and said instead, "I'm surprised you came...".


Hearing my words, she lets out a small smirk before taking a seat on one of the chairs on the left, facing the fire place.

"I didn't come for you" She says but still had a posture that said she was willing to hear me out.

Unsurprisingly, the subtle pressure increases it's intensity ever so slowly as I subconsciously swallowed hard.

Seated before me was one of the top 10 most dangerous characters in the Novel, not for overwhelming power or anything but for her madness and unpredictability.

She was someone who had almost succeeded thrice in killing Davis Fairchild, in fact, she had succeeded one time during an ambush on her battalion but Ragol played dirty, resulting in a public outrage amongst the Gods, too bad there was no God standing up for the Orc lands.

From her posture, I began to make corrections to my plans...

"I have a business proposal" I say while taking a few steps to sit opposite her and not on the throne, this was mostly to buy myself time as I arranged my thoughts carefully.

"I don't remember saying I do business, little chief" She says with a small laugh but it obviously didn't reach her eyes, perhaps she might have even considered killing me and taking Nazu by now... luckily, the ceremony of souls can't be ignored.


"But I know you need money and supplies" I said this while locking eye contact with her, I then leaned forward as I deepen my voice, in order to emphasize on the seriousness of the matter, "especially at this time when the king has begun suppressing your clan, unaware of the dangers brewing from outside the orc lands."



"..." Silent, she looked at me without distaste for the first time.


Seeing how she was finally curious, I sighed inwardly while signaling Dabok with my eyes ' the difficult part is gone...' 

Noticing my action, she looked in Dabok's direction just in time to him signaling someone outside.


Immediately, the warriors came in dragging the disfigured Paximus into the hall.

This time, Haran looked at me with interest, probably surprised with the outcome of things.

"To top it off, We have traitors in the orc lands, colluding with humans to slowly make a mess of things" I stated casually but had a solemn expression on my face. earlier today, I had used my last branding slot on Paximus and now he would become an important piece to further my goals.


Haran observed me with her eye and said, "speak clearly..."

"I sent you that letter, because of the information I got from this human...and considering...we would be family and the fact that the Great king was suppressing you...I" I let my words linger as I sighed repeatedly.

"..." She silently looked between me, Dabok and Paximus. "What did the human say?".

Immediately I signalled the warriors to wake Paximus up.

Whap!!Whap!...

A series of slaps was given and the Unconscious mage woke up with a wail as he looked around warily.

"human... Repeat what you said earlier today!" I ordered.

"I was sent to gather information on the Orc lands over the years and have been working with the Grey eye clan all this while", He says, as he began to narrate the story I had fed him after the branding.

Hearing his words, she looked me in the eye and says with a small laugh, "So you are saying you called me out here to inform me of this?".

Obviously she was putting up a show, so I indulged her, "Of course not" I responded with a small laugh of my own and leaned back into my own chair.

I then pulled out a transparent glass container, within it laid the grounded Mana stone Lovan had helped me make and I said, "After all, I said I had a business proposal..."





Alex suddenly wakes up in the midst of cheering and jeering just a moment after his death, with memories of the incident being a blur. He tries to understand his situation.
 
He soon finds out that, he had appeared in a totally different world, a one that he knew very well but didn't completely understand. And him not being Human had put him in a precarious situation as he was aware of the tragedy that awaits the future.

with all this, he chose to Grow stronger in order to survive and change Fate it self.

This Novel is a participant of the Web Novel spirity awards Spring 2020, so your votes and the like would be very helpful!!.

The Cover art was gotten from DefiantArt and isn't mine...If anyone would want to help with one, you can chat me up on discord with 

Daoist XuYi#2777 

Thank you!

PS: I hereby declare that this story is purely fictitious and has nothing to do with specific characters, institutions, groups, or cases. Any similarities are purely coincidental.

Celaena Sardothien had just rebelled. She had finally snapped and killed three Overseers of the Endovier Salt Mines. Just as she was about to kill the last one as she ran towards him as much as her chains permitted, with a crack sound, the world itself split in front of her. Despite her attempts to stop, she knocked into the crack between the world, she saw green and gold and then collided into something. Something that smelled like pines and spring. She quickly came to and sprang away as she realized she had knocked into a man and raised her sword, quickly ignoring the shift of something inside her. Instead, she focused on the man, no the male Fae, she realized with incredulity as he noted his pointy ears and elongated canines.
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In a faraway place, a woman cried out in pain as her eyes began to bleed.
"Your Majesty, are you alright?" asked the Fae, Lorcan.
"Who dares?!?" Maeve roared as the future fragmented in her vision as she became unable to see anything more of the future she had so carefully manipulated. It became not even a probability, as the branch of the fragments of future she had long past seen ceased to exist.
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Still, in her bloodthirst, she sprang towards him with her sword, which he easily repelled with his odd thin greatsword. Within a few strikes, she was disarmed and knocked into the ground. She lied there as her bloodthirst and energy bled away from her, and peacefulness filled her with every breath she took in the free looking world as she waited for the last strike to end her miserable life.
The male Fae stood there with his odd sword on her neck sniffed, frowned and asked, "You, who smell like fire and ash... who are you?"
Celaena, who has decided that she had nothing left to lose, said,"Celaena... Celaena Sardothien".
The Fae's gold-rimmed purple eyes darkened as if he detected something in her answer.
"You are Aelin Galathynius." He declared as he sheathed his sword on his back, after a few breaths of staring at her. 
"How... How did you know?" Celaena was stunned as it was a secret that very few people knew.
"Your world is one of the few that I had peeked into sometime back. I know some of its secrets. How can I miss the child of destiny of that world?"
"World? Child of destiny?" A million questions revolved around Celaena's head as she was picked up and carried like a rag doll by the fae into a small wooden house nearby.
He propped her on his bed as he began to fire up the fireplace using a lightning spark, if she was not mistaken, and began to pour oil into it.
"Well, I guess I have to do the honors..." He said broodingly as he stared at the fireplace as the fire took hold. "Welcome to the world of One Piece." He looked over at her and flashed his fangs.
"You are in a different world than your own. The crack that you fell through was created by me to step into your world. Instead, you came through." He continued.
"Well, if you want, you could go back. Back to the salt mines, I mean. The space-time once opened will create a weak point there that will always open there and at that time. Especially for you with your unique fate."
"No!"She immediately replied. "I have nothing left there. I would rather stay here and be free."
He smiled as he replied "If that is what you desire. Though I have to warn. Just because you have arrived here, does not mean you are free of your fate. As a child of destiny, fate will eventually lead you back to your world to fulfill your destiny."
"What do you mean by me being a child of destiny? I had a shitty fate until now," asked Celaena.
"It means what it means. You will understand it once you continue your destiny. It is just on hold now. not avoided." He said mysteriously.
"Who are you? How do you know all this?" Celaena asked still disbelieving his words.
"My name is Noah Storm~Bringer. I am the first Fae of this world. I was born with the Sky as my father and the Earth as the mother. It happened because of this place, this island we are on which was once part of the earth, is now in the sky. for the past 400 years." He said.
Celaena looked like her eyes are about to pop out. "I will believe it when I see it." She said.
"Suit yourselves." He continued. "As the first Fae, I am one of the Fae Kings. As such I have certain privileges. So I can feel the binds of fate on a fellow fae and to a minor extent, other people. I also had one chance to peek at other worlds. As a result, I was allowed a view into yours once and I was able to squirrel away some of the secrets of the world."
Celaena sighed, as he finished preparing whatever it was he was preparing. Soon he placed some meat and vegetables in front of her. Which she ate with great hunger and relish.
Just as she was about to take her last bite an hour and 4 dishes later, her wounds began to steam and close. Not even leaving a scar behind. Even the wounds on her back, which had not yet closed due to the salt rubbed on them steamed and closed. "What...?" She began confusedly.
"We are in a higher-order world. Magical Energy is refined from Physical Energy and stored in the body, which when guided by Mental Energy creates Magic. In this world, there is no Magical Energy generated by the earth and sky. It can only be refined within ourselves. If we cannot fully control the energy we consume and refine, It will spill over into your body. Resulting in superior healing and body strength, like the rest of the denizens here. They have enormous stores of raw physical energy which is converted into strength and size."
"The effect is vastly increased in the case of us Fae, who naturally have life rating than humans and even more exaggerated in your case due to your lineage from Mab, the Fae Queen. Mab had amazing healing powers. You have inherited her water attribute magic as your secondary attribute." He continued," It is what makes your fire magic unstable and harder to control."
These were all too much for her. She needed time to process, she decided as she closed her eyes and began to sink into a dreamless sleep that she had been missing for the past 8 months.
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Noah sighed as rubbed his face as he watched Ailin Galathynius slip into sleep. Everything he said was true except for the peeking into the world shit. That was the only way he could explain away the knowledge he had of her. He had read the Throne of Glass series long before he died, that by the time he died, he had forgotten a lot of things. His Eidetic memory remembers only from whatever he remembered during his time of death, to till now. But one thing he has to acknowledge is the fact that Ailin was far more beautiful in her human form than he expected.
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A week later, Celaena accepted that she has crossed over to another world. She has recovered her former strength and vitality. And was now sparring with Noah. For the 9th time yet, he again disarmed her and had his sword at her throat. 
"How do you keep doing that?" Ailin asked petulantly as she pouted. She became much more open, happy and cheerful within a week. Which was far faster than Noah expected.
"Practice" He replied.
She still continued to pout at the fact that despite being a top assassin, she was not able to win against him. "I am also faster and stronger than you in the Fae form and has lived in this world far longer than you. Hence I am much stronger than you." He continued. "Speaking of Fae form, It is time you learned to shift back."
"I know I can shift back to the Fae form. But I have zero control over my magical energy and my fire magic. I am 100% sure that as soon as I shift back, I will set the entire island on fire." She said.
"Hmm... I may have a solution to that." He said as he began to call the rain clouds. "Shift into the Fae form and call for water to cover you. During that time, we will try to find a devil fruit that will help you gain total control over your fire. It will also remove your fire magic's dependence on magical energy."He  continued, "Who knows, you may even be able to wield your water magic more skilfully once it becomes your main magic attribute, just like air magic became mine once I ate the lightning devil fruit." 
Ailin looked at the skies as Noah said "I will support your meager water magic with the rain I summon using lightning power and air magic. Go on, Shift." Ailin continued to stare at Noah for a moment before she shifted into her Fae form. She immediately went called for water as it began to cover and suppress her rampaging flames. 
"I can feel something calling me... That way..." she said pointing east.
Noah was surprised for a moment. "Well, what are you waiting for? Let us find out whatever it is. Hop on." he said as he shifted to become a huge Thunderbird.
"That's your animal form? It is beautiful." She said as she climbed on top of him.
He took off to the east with her guiding him in her fae form to what she felt was singing to her.
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Note: Celeana Sardothien is the cover name of the fugitive Fae Princess Ailin Galathynius, Hier to the throne of Terrasen, as she hid in her human form from the King of Adarlan, who banned magic and assassinated the fae royal family of Terrasen, the Galathynius, to form his empire. The character does not belong to me, but to Sarah J Maas, author of the Throne of Glass series.

Note: For Noah's swordsmanship, see Sasaki Kojiro vs Saber from Fate/Stay Night on YouTube.

Travels of a Fae, starts in One Piece World. Other world Travels possible. No pairing decided. Harem status unknown. Probably no harem. Read and decide whether it is good or not. Constructive criticism is appreciated.
Due credit it to all authors and creators I have borrowed from for this fanfiction.
Please rate and comment.

[Friday: items needed to save the life of the embryo 1/4 acquired ... buying the items needed ...

 1 - Genetic Research of the Orochimaru Ninja World

 2 - genetics and mechanics research from the world gundam seed coordinators

 -error-]

 naoru: what's up? ...

 [Friday: it is necessary to have brain development at 49%, lower it would be suicide]

 naoru: how do I make my brain develop to that threshold ...

 [Friday: progressing the user question ... 100% ... answer: acquire the bloodline of the coordinators and innovators, of the gundam seed and gundam 00 series respectively ...]

 naoru: buy them ...

 [Friday: order received ... buying bloodline of the coordinators, gundam seed series ... 20,000p ... bloodline of the innovators, gundam 00 series ... 30,000p order placed, when installing it could feel a  little pain still want to install? ...]

 naoru: install ...

 [Friday: installing ... 1%]

 The pain began to be felt, it is as if hundreds of needles were being stuck in my whole body, the heat generated by this type of transformation was terrible, Naoru's body is all red, with his muscles being forcibly contracted ... his nerves  being destroyed and constantly renewed, the thermal sensation reached the degree of melting of iron, only by clenching the teeth and supporting it

 [Friday: 30%]

 the pain was getting stronger and stronger, while naoru's brain was being ground and regenerated over and over again, causing the nerve connections to be greater than a normal human (100% + than a normal human)

 [Friday: 60%]

 the crucial part was being acquired and the meat was being bombarded with hundreds of GN particles ... the temperature was getting stronger and stronger the large beads of sweat were pouring out of Naoru's body, while the oxygen that was at his  around was constantly being sucked into the

 [Friday: 90%]

 the veins contracted and the blood were traveling at an incredible speed, the heart was beating audibly (meaning without the need for a device or putting your ear on someone else's chest) the tension was exceeding what a normal human would already be dead.  ... could not more and began to scream ... the throat was sore but still could hear the heartbreaking scream of him, while the process was in its final face ...

 [Friday: 100% ... complete installation ... duration 6 hours ... elements necessary to save the life of the embryo 1/4 acquired ... buying the necessary elements ...

 1 - Genetic Research of the Orochimaru Ninja World

 2 - genetics and mechanics research from the world gundam seed coordinators

 3 - genetic instrumentation of both worlds

 purchase cost: 100,000p]

 naoru: buy ...

 he managed to say before fainting ...

 * 10 min later *

 After waking up, he saw many things in front of him, some mechanical, others that were greenish fluids ... what caught his attention was a tube filled with that greenish fluid, on top of him was a large machine ... but he knew  what was it called ... this was the so-called artificial uterus where kira yamato was placed before he was born

 automatically it began to accommodate all the things thrown away, the system as it does not have a storage space (author: and if there is, I forget) when you buy something from the store, it immediately throws it or gives it to the user in front of it.  ..

 connected the various types of cables to the dozens of computers and other mechanical things ... although

 naoru: Friday, these computers are from the last century ... update them

 [Friday: got it ... looking for ... updating .. -20.000p]

 the light started again, but this time it was fast a few seconds at the most, when the eyes were opened, the machines and keyboards had disappeared, they were replaced by glass panels, when naoru approached them, the lights started to come on and  They formed a transparent blue screen, in which was everything necessary, when he approached his hands from below the light converted into several keys, without any symbol or letter, as if it were related to it, the hands of Naoru began to type on those  keys and machines around it began to work one after another ... the startup sequence was in operation, the tube filled with greenish solution and the artificial uterus were attached

 [Friday: quantum computer ... macross frontier series ...]

 Orochimaru's research is extensive, while the coordinators' genetic change is another that rivals him ... I hate to admit it but Orochimaru is a genius ... what hundreds of people in the gundam universe did, Orochimaru did the  only in naruto universe ...

 Opening the small vial with the fetus inside, the liquid was poured into the greenish solution ... the amber color it was surrounded by was immediately expelled, while the fetus was in the middle of the tube (3 meters long) cables began  to replace the umbilical cord suddenly rang -all green- everything was in order with the machine, -beep- the heart monitor was working, the heartbeat was constantly being monitored ...

 Suddenly he lowered his eyes, a drop of blood was falling on his shoe ... he looked at his shirt and it was bloody ... tired it had also been 11 hours since he started the operation to save his son, the genetic readjustment was more  beyond what he had thought, taking a bath and changing clothes ... he put on his suit and mask ... as long as the machine was running the child would be fine, although expensive he put hundreds of things to protect him, even a generator  miniature thermonuclear ... it was 50,000p ... all the stitches were finished there was only 500p in stock, but he had already saved his son ... the building is a warehouse a bit far from ghotic city ... it had air defenses  ... well let's say it's a bunker that can withstand 50 continuous tsar bombs and it can resist without blinking, it has a water purifier and a small lake in the basement in the middle is a small water tree from the mondaiji series

 this time series the death of that damned ... I know where she is, she "bought" the fair that is in the dock of ghotic city ... so there it should be ...

 ** 10 min later ** ghotic city docks **

 arriving at the fair it was raining and the smell of garbage was everywhere the stalls were in ruins and various kinds of traps were on the ground and in the stalls, it is good to have the byakugan ... after stepping on a button on the ground  all of a sudden the lights came on

 naoru: senbon sakura ... scatter ...

 the katana blade turned into cherry petals ... the pink petals were dancing in the air around naoru, while the others were wandering around the park, there were signs of a fight it seems that batman is already fighting the joker,  but there was someone on the edge of what looked like a throne made of humanoid skulls ... arriving with him I spread a coat and pants ...

 gordon: thank you ... excuse me, who are you?

 (naoru): in this way I don't have a name ... but I tell you that I have no bad intentions with you ...

 Gordon: and with whom then? ...

 (naoru): joker has hurt someone very precious to me and he will have to answer me

 Gordon: You have to answer to justice ...

 (naoru): of course ... my justice ...

 before Gordon answered hundreds of petals danced around him wrapping him in a column of petals ... seconds later the storm had passed and the figure that had given him clothes had disappeared

 ** behind the fair **

 -trashhh-

 the window was broken when passing through two shadows that were locked in the fight ... suddenly, they stopped fighting and the two began to laugh ...- tap tap -... the footsteps sounded on the floor wet from the rain  , the two immediately became alert ...

 joker: who is your friend? ...

 batman: not my friend ...

 joker: yes, yes bitter ...

 batman: what are you doing here, ghotic city is mine

 (naoru): I don't care about a gothic city ... but it's a different case "that" guy

 batman: the joker will answer to the law

 -pumm-

 the sudden change of speed was not predicted by batman, he had little information about this superhero who had appeared to help them in metropolis ... the super speed had not revealed it ... pam ... a pain in the stomach was sudden and of  soon everything went black, not before hearing the last words ...

 (naoru): will answer to me ...

 The joker seeing that Batsi was lying on the ground, he tried to flee but turning around he saw a wall of pink petals around him, with fear he tried to touch him but immediately felt like thousands of knives going through his hand ...

 joker: ahhhgggg ...

 (naoru): they are not simple petals

 joker: you think ... it seems that batsi is not the only sherlock

 (naoru): you're funny ... even in front of your executioner

 joker: now, you already scared me, take me to the police (showing his wrists)

 (naoru): (hand signs) kuchiyose: gomon heya

 ￼

 suddenly everything turned black, under his feet there was a kind of circle of energy ... seconds later 4 iron bars began to rise, making it look like 4 walls ... the joker felt something in his arms, turning he saw a  small white thread that looked like a chain, he tried to push it away but the chain got tangled in his arm and before he knew it his other arm was also tangled, both chains pulled causing the joker's limbs to stretch in opposite positions.  ..

 joker: what is this?

 (naoru): your place of surgery ...

 joker: but I already had open heart surgery ... I had a broken heart ...

 (naoru): I think you have not understood, this chamber specializes in torture ... it seems that you are going to be taller

 The joker's bonds began to tighten, the limbs began to dislocate, the scream went out and began to increase ...

 (naoru): you seem to have a big smile ... too bad you have cavities ... we have to remove some teeth ...

 -track-

 joker: arrggg

 (naoru): oops ... it seems that that was not ... let's try again

 joker: arrggg ...

 (naoru): oops ... I was wrong again ... let's go back again ...

 ...

 (naoru): again

 ...

 (naoru): again

 ... ... ...

 ... ...

 ...

 (naoru): well, I've already warmed up ... let's ...

 suddenly ... the space was suddenly distorted ... the technique broke and suddenly everything that was around lit up and many people were looking at me ... the fair was in operation ...

 naoru: what happened? ...

 Taking off the suit and mask and looking around, everything was calm, but there was something that was not right ...

 [Friday: warning ... a distortion in space-time has been detected]

 naoru: someone has changed something ... Friday connect to world networks and search ... keyword flash ...

 [Friday: searching .... .... .... .... .... .... ... .... person not found]

 naoru: barri ... you have created the flash point

 end of chap

This will be a series in which the films that have been going out will be involved, both the animated ones and the normal ones (concepts more than anything, they will not really appear)

see how naoru became ajajajaja hero with the bichesssss anime system

films
lg: war, doom, etc

[You've obtained 1x Giant Puppet Summoning Scroll.]
[You've obtained 2x Dwarf Puppet Summoning Scroll.]
[You've obtained 2x Orc Puppet Summoning Scroll.]
[You've obtained 3x Dark Elf Puppet Summoning Scroll.]
[You've obtained 1x Human Puppet Summoning Scroll.]
...
Scrolling from top to bottom, all of them were Puppet Summoning Scrolls and not a single fragment was dropped... 
Li Yi was rendered speechless. Fortunately, there nobody was around to witness this awkward scene. However, this was 50-man group dungeon in Heroic Mode, yet only shitty scrolls were dropped. This was too much!
Achieving the Tomb of Kings' first kill had boosted Li Yi's EXP by a huge margin. Though it could not compare to the Dwelling of the Undead and the Heart of Earth Element, he would surely level up in three to five days' time. 
Li Yi took out the Emperor Sword for a look. 
The twenty-five Emperor Imprints on the blade were glowing. The two domineering words, Bow Down became more prominent with rainbow glow flashing from them. 
There was an adjustment to the attributes on Emperor Sword. It was no longer a bunch of question marks but replaced with words in the introduction section. 
[Emperor Sword (Legendary Item)]
[Equipment requirement: ?]
[ATK: 0]
[DEF: 0]
[WIL: 0]
{END: 0]
[AGI: 0]
[ATK SPD: 5 seconds]
[Special Effect: ???]
[Special Skill: ???]
[Note: This a divine sword bestowed by the Pantheon. It has unlimited energy and wielding this sword will grant you the throne!]
...
It was a strange sword with no attributes. Equipping the weapon, Li Yi held it in his hand, but it lowered his SPD and ATK SPD by 50%. 
This was the punishment for equipping a weapon that did not suit his class. 
Could the equipment condition be to become an Emperor?
Li Yi caressed the blade and it took some time before he quit the dungeon. 
With all twenty-five Emperor Imprints in the bag, he should now ascend the Emperor throne. 
With the Shangri-La project up and running, Wang Enterprise had invested a large sum of funds into it. It was the perfect moment to strike while they were still awaiting development. 
Li Yi would not wait a second longer at the thought of Tyrant Sword King the Fifth. 
Leaving the Tomb of Kings dungeon, Li Yi headed straight to the most mysterious location of the Ancient Kings Series Dungeon, the Emperor's Capital. 
Passing through the dungeons, Li Yi did not advance far when he came across a black teleportation door. Only a player holding an Emperor Sword was permitted entrance. 
Li Yi stepped into the dark teleportation door as a System Notification echoed in his ear. 
[You've have entered the Emperor's Capital's Ancient Ruins...]
He was greeted by torn walls, shattered rocks and rickety stone pillars with bones scattered everywhere. Staring into a distance, it was a post-apocalyptic wasteland. 
This was the Emperor of the Continent's Basilica granted by the Pantheon. It was the supreme power center of the Pantheon Continent! 
Li Yi did not know what happened here because the player who obtained Emperorship in his past life never published a video related to it. 
Everything here was up to him to find out. 
Kch! Kch! Kch! Kch!
Li Yi had not traveled far when he saw a group of armored warriors guarding the Basilica. In a neat formation, they spun the spears in their hands as they paraded back and forth. 
This was a group of armored knights without any physical body. They were the Emperor's most faithful guards before their death. Their souls clung onto the armor after death, ready to fight for the Emperor's cause. 
Li Yi retrieved his Divine Looking Glass to check on these armored knight's level. The result left a frown on his face. 
[Emperor's Knight]
[Level: 200]
[HP: 20000000]
[Territory: Absolute Defense]
[Skill: Unlimited Ranged Charge]
The HP of the Emperor's Knights was not much at 20 million, but the problem lay in the fact they were could use the Territory Skill, Absolute Defense. This skill's potential for damage reduction would bring up the HP of the Emperor's Knights to hundreds of millions. 
After much thought, Li Yi activated God Mode to dash into the Basilica from the sky. However, the moment he took flight, the Emperor's Knights immediately Charged at him. 
The Emperor's Knights did not have wings but thanks to Unlimited Ranged Charge's ability, they were able to Charge at Li Yi even though he was in the air. 
Wham! Wham! Wham! Wham!
With more than a hundred Emperor's Knights charging in unison, Li Yi dropped dead in an instant even though he had released his Territory Barrier to defend. 
These armored monsters were not only high in DEF, but their ATK was also equally impressive. 
One hit took away over 300 thousand HP!
Kch! Kch! Kch! Kch! Kch! 
Wiping out Li Yi, the Emperor's Knights returned to base and aligned neatly in formation as they marched towards the Basilica. 
Li Yi waited until the Emperor's Knights had gone far away before using his Sacramental Stone's skill to revive at full health and stats. 
Gazing from afar at the hundred over Emperor's Knights, Li Yi's brows were tied in a knot. 
He had fully unleashed his Territory while in the air, yet it did not affect their speed one bit. 
The Emperor's Knights were at Level 200 while he was only at Level 176. With the gap between them too far apart, his Territory proved to be futile in this case. 
Li Yi summoned Alleria and Violent Bear King to be the first line of defense while he hid behind them to observe. 
Wham! Wham! Wham! Wham!
With a hundred over Emperor's Knights charging, Violent Bear King collapsed. Alleria held up for seven seconds before she too died from the encirclement. 
The normal method was not the way to go. 
That was not right. 
Li Yi suddenly saw the light. He should not use brute force on these Emperor's Knights. 
A Charge inflicted at least 300 thousand in damage and was powerful enough to instantly kill players. As only the wielder of the Emperor Sword had the right to enter, how would one person face off against over a hundred freaky knights?
 Giving it some thought, Li Yi took out the Emperor Sword and equipped it. He took large strides towards the Emperor's Knights with his head held high. 
Kch cha! Kch cha! Kch cha!
Kch cha! Kch cha! Kch cha!
All the Emperor's Knights kneeled uniformly, bowing to the Emperor Sword. 
Watching as the scene unfolded before him, Li Yi let out a long sigh of relief. His face lit up with happiness. 
So, the two words on Emperor Sword had its own implied meaning. 
With the Emperor Sword in hand, the group of Emperor's Knights regarded the wielder as the Emperor and showed no signs of obstruction. When Li Yi held the sword in his hands, their name changed from red to green, becoming an ally. 
Li Yi took steady steps as he passed through these Emperor's Knights into the Basilica. 
In contrast to the outside, it was much more presentable inside the Basilica. There were no traces of destruction anywhere. On both sides of the pathway were two rows of guards with a sword in one arm and shield with the other. Each of them was clad in shimmering armor. As Li Yi walked by them, they bowed in greeting, leaving Li Yi feeling invigoration. 
Was this a right only the Emperor of the Continent would possess?
Could he order this group of Emperor's Knights?
A thought struck Li Yi. He attempted to order an Emperor's Knight to stand up, but the respondent remained on its knees. It did not seem to understand his orders. 
Fixating his gaze on the hall, saw an exquisite golden chair sculptured traditional design. This was the Emperor's Throne from the legends. If a wielder of the Emperor Sword sat on it, it would make them the Emperor of the Continent. 
Li Yi took one step at a time towards the Emperor's Throne. It was not as though he did not want to go faster but equipping the Emperor Sword has halved his speed. 
As Li Yi drew near the Emperor's Throne, a golden ray descended from above and landed before him. 
It was a beautiful woman with a long mane and black clothing, adorned with a golden crown. Li Yi... recognized her. 
She was the woman of the Ruler of Gods, the God-queen, Carulla!
A god!
"Young Emperor, I am the God-queen, Carulla. The Emperor Sword you hold in your hands is the symbol of supreme authority in this world that I bestow. You must thank me and bow down to me."
Different from the Carulla disguised as a mortal in the Celestial Capital, this Carulla was the God-queen in the flesh. Li Yi lost control of his body the moment she appeared. 
This was the pressing aura of a god, the strength of Authority! 
Bow?
Li Yi rolled his eyes at her and ignored her. 
The God-queen, Carulla's expression turned sour at Li Yi's appearance. She raised her arm, preparing to punish Li Yi but soon placed her arm back after a quick thought. 
"It's your first time meeting me, it is excusable that you do not comprehend a god's greatness." Carulla then changed the topic, "Young Emperor, do you know what it means to possess the Emperor Sword?"
Li Yi did not speak as he was prepared to be a good listener. It was best to remain quiet when faced with a nagging NPC. 
"The Emperor Sword is a divine weapon I granted. With this sword, you possess supreme power over this world. With this sword, you'll become the spokesman of the gods in the mortal world. You have to publicize the glory of gods and lead the fools of this world in worshiping the gods."
The gods in King of Pantheon were a nuisance. Li Yi had been a witness to this in his past life. 
The God-queen, Carulla was jabbering incessantly, going on about the benefits of becoming the Emperor of the Continent. Of course, she emphasized repeatedly and even ordered Li Yi to spread the word of the gods. 
"You must instill fear of the gods into the foolish humans within a year. If anyone questions the order of the gods, you have the right to kill them all."
Li Yi suddenly asked, "What if I'm unable to do so within a year?"
Carulla coldly smirked. "I will choose another god-fearing candidate to replace you."
Li Yi finally fathomed. 
The rule of the Emperor's Throne was on a yearly basis. If the God-queen's request was not fulfilled within a year, the emperorship would be handed to someone else. 
The reason behind Ghostly Walker's abdication made sense now. The Pantheon must have pulled the strings behind the scenes. 
Li Yi rubbed his nose. "What do I get from helping you?"
Carulla's voice turned cold, "Young Emperor, as the most loyal spokesperson in this world to the gods, you should unconditionally execute the mission granted to you by the gods!"
Noticing no reaction from Li Yi, Carulla paused in reflection before adding, "If you are able to execute the orders. I will grant you eternal life and make you a god!"
"No way!" Li Yi gave a simple answer. 
Carulla's face turned grim. She raised her fair hand to slice Li Yi with divine light. 
"Foolish mortal, you don't deserve to be a servant of the gods!"
... 


Li Yi once lived the dream of every pro gamer. He was at the top of his game with the best equipment, the highest stats, and everything a gamer could ever hope for. However, he soon realized that none of his ill-gotten gains for his to keep when he was branded Public Enemy Number One and killed in the biggest battle of the ages. 

Now, he has the chance to turn back the clock and return to a time before his first mistake put him on the path of no return. This time, Li Yi will make different choices. With that, comes many interesting encounters — like saving a woman in distress then making love to her seven times in a row while her child slept in the next room. However, will he get back to what truly matters?

One thing is for sure, with the memories retained from his past, he will become King of this game. 

I didn't realize I fell asleep again until I woke up feeling much better. It was already a bit dark out when I came to. The sun had long since started to retreat, leaving a fresh trail of orange and purple wisps. Kora had left the windows open and it let that really refreshing albeit cold breeze wafting through.
I peered at my hands and found leftover stuff from the thing that Kora had rubbed onto my palms. I ran my hands down my clothes instinctively, but the green tint persisted. Perhaps I would have to wash my hands later.
I shook the covers off of me as I rubbed the crusts out of my eyes. I felt my stomach protest loudly. Ever since this morning, I haven't had anything to eat and, for my always-snacking self, this wasn't a good thing.
The halls were vacant when I left the room so I naturally went around to look for everyone. I reckoned they were in the kitchen having dinner because I could smell the food all the way where I was standing. Yawning, I trudged my way to the kitchen and was about to take the turn to the right corner when I heard voices coming from the other direction.
"Lady Lamia, I'm sorry I came over in a rush," someone said.
I frowned and squinted, trying to pinpoint where I had heard this voice before. Stopping short, I made sure not to make any noise.
"Come to my study. What news do you bring?" my mistress replied. I heard a door open as she spoke and quickly shut close, leaving the hall in still silence once more.
I peeked out from around the corner and curiously made my way over. This was Mistress Lamia's study. The discussion they were probably going to have was most likely very serious. I stood before it and debated whether I should listen in on the conversation or not. A part of me knew it was wrong, but my curiosity ate up all reason and I found myself with my ear flat on the wood. I had already sunk on my knees, trying to find a good spot to eavesdrop. It was no easy feat trying to hear through the door after all, so I gravitated closer to the crack beneath to listen in.
"Although the loophole you found in the system worked in our favor, we can no longer keep using the safehouse and protection card to keep Erenol in your care. They've already brought forward a framed culprit to account for the attempt on the princess's life, which means I will have to return her to the Glass Palace within three days."
"A framed culprit to account for the attempt?" Mistress Lamia replied. "So you found who it was who ordered it?"
He sighed. "It was quite easy. It's the Concubine Learr. After looking into the matter, it seemed Erenol's mother was poisoned by her as well—gradually, over the years, I reckon. They used an old, exiled concubine as fodder. She's quite cunning."
"I see. I expected it," Lamia said with a pause. "Noble Consort Areina was in good health when she entered the royal harem and shortly fell ill after only within a year of her stay. It is perfectly viable that only the closest one to her would do it. While I had my doubts, I still cannot believe how vile that woman's guts must be for her to have poisoned her own sister."
"I'm quite surprised you know of these affairs so closely—it's as if you're in the palace yourself. It seems you could have found out about this on your own."
"You overestimate me, Leiran. No matter how extensive the ears I have, it will never trump someone whose feet walk in those cold walls every day."
My mind whirred to process the information it just picked up. Basically, Learr, was the sister of Erenol's mother, Areina, who was also responsible for the attempt at Erenol's life as well as her mother's death? Wait. There was such a thing?
"I have no choice. I will have to pull out my other card," Lamia continued. There was a shuffle and movement. Something solid was placed on a table, perhaps, and it was pulled open and shifted in its place. "Use this to shift things in the palace affairs. It should be enough to move around a few pieces. I will keep Erenol a little bit longer under my care to prepare her and have her take the qualifying examinations in the coming opening of the War College very soon. It's all I can do to protect her."
"Th—this is…Lady Lamia, how do you have this?" I could paint Captain Leiran's confusion and shock in my mind very clearly. Although that man could be very stoic at times, he was never quite stiff towards my mother or me at all.
"You didn't know? I thought the emperor told you everything," Lamia said.
"I didn't expect he would…This is an imperial seal! Even the empress has never had the privilege of holding one of these!"
"No one can know I have this," she stated firmly.
There was silence on the part of Leiran.
"Otherwise, I'll be biting off more than I can chew. I won't put it past the empress or the other concubines to do everything in their power just so they can take this seal from me. I already have enough on my plate as it is."
"Of course," he replied. "He gave you this…yet none of his wives ever had the privilege. That is a little baffling to me."
"Because I'm not a wife," Lamia replied.
"With this seal, you could have entered the palace and easily become the empress. You can be the mother of the nation."
"Leiran, not everything is about position and power," Lamia replied. "I don't prefer to live in a battlefield or be pitted against the people I should be working with. I'd rather spend my life in the outside looking in than spend it being caged inside. Besides, anyone who attaches themselves to the crown or steps into the palace cannot be trusted. That place turns everyone into a savage. If I did that, even I wouldn't have trusted myself with anything."
"Then what would you have me do?"
Something else was pushed over the table. "Here's an emperor's writ. Put this on the table of the emperor among many of the royal documents and make sure it is discovered by the vizier. That should do the trick. With this, Erenol should be able to stay here longer."
"So easily? You know, Mistress Lamia, if you give this imperial seal to any of the competing heirs, the competition will be over and done with."
"If it was that easy, I'd have done it a long time ago," Lamia said. "But if the next emperor does not solidify his standing before he rises to the throne, then waves would rise again and again until he is swallowed. Firstly, the court must become clean of any opposing forces. And for that, your other assignment is this."
There was a pause. I heard the shuffling of paper.
"The underground poison syndicate? How did you find out about such a thing? There's not even an evidence they exist. My men and I have not even found a dust from their footsteps all these years."
"No need to ask. What if I tell you that the empress has ties with this syndicate?"
"The empress? Surely you don't mean…"
"In order to cut off Prince Thoran completely from the throne, I have to destroy the bridge first. His mother."
Leiran sounded speechless. "Are you sure you want to trust me with this? Are you not afraid I will turn on you?"
"I have someone who holds your heart," she replied. "That, I know, is enough to hold your tongue as well."
I heard a sigh.
My mistress continued talking. "The empress does a ritual every week that require extensive use of poisons to put her in a trance. She does this to…stay ahead of the other concubines. It summons strange forces to her body which gives her the Mark of the Damned," Mistress Lamia said. "She's also probably the reason why the emperor fell into this strange coma."
"Isn't that a forbidden ritual? From what I know, only those who descended from…"
"You are correct.  The empress is indeed such a person. If Prince Thoran is put on the throne, that would also spell a lot of trouble for this country as a whole. That would give the people we least prefer control over everything."
Leiran's voice went high with hope. "If we put an end to the empress, will we be able to save the emperor?"
"I have no hopes to do that yet. You must eliminate the empress first. I had Kora procure this tonic for you. This will show the empress's true colors—quite literally. However, you only have one chance to use this. If all goes south, it will be too late to do anything. The empress's reputation must be destroyed if Prince Thoran will be cut off from the throne."
There was a clink followed by the sound of glass sliding across a wooden table. Although I wanted to listen in some more so that I could get a bigger picture of the situation, I knew that if I lingered any longer, I risked being discovered. I carefully moved, removing my shoes and going barefoot. With my indoor slippers in hand, I quietly left and went to the original direction that I was going in.
My heart was thudding and the adrenalin was making my nerves taut with tension. I breathed quietly when I was a distance away, setting my slippers down on the floor. I tried looking like I just woke up, hiding my distress, and trudged my way to the dining room.
I heard sounds coming from outside, the courtyard, and found Maun sparring with Mistress Veronika. The sky wasn't that very bright anymore and the lanterns around them were lit brightly to help them see. On the side, there was Erenol stuffing her mouth with powdered treats. Even with her cheeks bulging, she cheered loudly, causing the powder to fly everywhere.
I looked on with knitted brows and stood there dumbfoundedly. It didn't take long for the girl to notice I was there. Her eyes widened and she yelled, "EWWWYYY!" And one half-chewed treat came popping out of her lips, landing with a dull thump on the grassy terrain.
I flinched back. If she went tackling me, all that powder would get on my clothes. The moment she came over, I stretched out an arm and held her back by the head.
"Get yourself together, idiot! You're too dirty!" I exclaimed.
Maun looked over to us with wide eyes, causing the wooden stick in Mistress Veronika's hands to fly right across and whack him square on the back of his head. He promptly fell over with a thump, his twitching fingers nursing the part where he was mercilessly hit.
"So easily distracted!" Mistress Veronika harrumphed.
He rose from his faceplanting moment, tears edging the corners of his eyes. Nevertheless, he looked over to Mistress Veronika pleadingly. And after a while of flashing the puppy dog eyes, Mistress Veronika waved her stick and allowed him to go with a sigh. Maun came over to us quickly, joy erasing the pained face he was making earlier.
I caught sight of his clothes soaked in sweat and immediately felt disgusted. I grasped at his face and pushed him back. I was already holding back the powdered Erenol with my left hand and now I was holding him back with my right. What was this—a sort of tackling match?!
"What are you guys—"
My arms didn't hold them back too long and very soon I had both powder and sweat messing up my clothes.
"Agh! Aghhhhhh! What the heck. Leave me. Leave me allllooooonnnnneeee!" I exclaimed.
After much struggle, they finally stopped clinging to me.
"You were asleep twelve years!" Erenol yelled.
"Then what happened to you? You never grew up, huh?!" I shouted back.
"She meant twelve hours,"  Maun replied, signing to me swiftly.
"Well, I'm hungry," I said. "I'm gonna eat."
"But I'm fuulll…" Erenol whined.
"After you stuffed those things into your mouth, what'd you expect? I want a good stew I can pour over warm rice!" I demanded. "Why were you even eating those stuff when you know it's dinner time?"
"You all better get to the dining table. I heard Hellenia was cooking Evy's favorite soy-vinegar marinade stew," I heard Mistress Veronika say.
"REALLY?!" I exclaimed, eyes gleaming with excitement. All the bad mood in my body was washed away by the mention of food.
I practically ran my way to the kitchen. No wonder it smelled so good!
The two ducks ran after me and got settled before the table just as quickly as I did.
My mother came out of the kitchen and was quite surprised to see me before the table. Nevertheless, a pleasant smile spread across her lips and she asked, "How are you feeling, darling?"
"Hungry," I said.
"Not to worry. I'll get you all fed immediately. You all look very messy though. Go and wash up before eating," she said. "To the kitchen now. Go, go." She herded the three of us to the kitchen to wash up before the sink as she continued setting the table. The clinking of spoons and forks and porcelain plates on top of table mats made me go hungrier. The stew had already been poured over a glass serving bowl about as big as my torso. I looked at it and felt water pool under my tongue.
I dried my hands. Although the green tint from earlier had finally faded, there was still a little bit of it left.
I hurried back to help my mother with the preparations and turned to the other two. "To the mistresses so we can eat, hurry!" I told Maun and Erenol.
They nodded, saluting, and set off to do as I asked.
"Evy. You're too domineering," my mother told me with a laugh. "Be a little more considerate towards the other two. They worship you, you know."
I sighed and didn't reply, not knowing what to say at all. I sat before the table and sank deep into my thoughts as my mistresses poured in one after another, greeting me with a ruffle of the hair or a kiss on my face. I looked at everyone, warmth seeping into my heart. I didn't realize it was so cold, actually—in a...quite literal sense.
"What about Mistress Lamia?" I asked, seeing the vacant seat.
"She has something to do, darling," Mistress Marian said. "We'll save a plate for her, okay?"
"Alright." I nodded.
I didn't know what to make of the conversation I heard just now. To be quite honest, I understood nothing about it except for the fact that Mistress Lamia was poking into the affairs of the palace to protect Eren. On top of that, she was pulling on strings to help put the emperor-candidate on the throne she favored. I didn't know enough about the affairs of the palace and eavesdropping on that exchange had truly messed up my mind.
Prince Thoran seemed to be the son of the empress and Mistress Lamia was trying to cut off his path to the throne by compromising his mother's position. I had this impression that the first son of the emperor would be from the empress…but I guess, well…that wasn't the case, was it?
Not to mention that the empress apparently had connections to something…dark and she was doing this strange ritual that put the emperor in a coma? And Eren's aunt just tried to have her killed after spending the last few years slowly poisoning her mother. This whole situation was just messed up. What kind of hell was the Glass Palace?
From the distance, it was tall and glorious. It was not possible to see the decay inside with how bright it seemed to shine. I read some novels about this and history elaborated much about the intrigues of the court. I just didn't think I would experience it firsthand. What Chinese drama series was that? Empresses in the Palace? Damn, that was a good series. But so messed up too. Friends turned on one another. Miscarriage here, gets pregnant there. Seriously, people, what is up with all o' ya?
I needed to find out more about this because I was very confused. There were many things I didn't know. I had an inkling I should start getting to know my mistresses' circle of enemies.
But, damn. Mistress Lamia has an imperial seal? Wasn't that supposed to be some huge stuff? Judging by Lord Leiran's reaction, it was not insignificant. And even the emperor came to the House of Oblivion? Didn't he have enough women in his harem to entertain him every day? Was he that dissatisfied? I suppose even the emperor was not immune to the charms of my mistresses—how would he be when he's obviously so enamored by women?
Or am I missing something here? Am I judging him too much? After all, I didn't know the whole story.
Nevertheless, it seemed to me that Mistress Lamia was moving around some pieces. I could only hope her plans go well.
I looked over to the side and found Erenol. She was probably my best research resource right now.
Which reminded me.
I gotta tell her about my element as well.
Ah, damn.

Once there were seven dragons of the moon and a serpent of the sun who fought a battle to the death for a world rich with life and energy.

In the present day, their blessings grant a select few of that world's people the power to harness the natural elements. Evyionne, having reincarnated into this new world, gains not only the rarest affinity for death but also all the memories of the life she'd lived before.

Damenburg Castle, a huge and imposing structure that is located inside the deepest, darkest and most chilling forest; On the periphery of the castle, dark mountains frame a valley that lets a breeze of spectral sound flow.
Delimiting the castle's territory, there is a robust solid stone defensive wall, capable of resisting any type of attack, be it mundane or magical; Thanks to the great anti-siege engineering that was used in its construction together with the powerful enchantments that were used, they make the walls of Damenburg Castle practically indestructible.
Inside the impassable wall is what gives this place its name, the Damenburg Castle itself; a structure of a combination of designs between the classic Gothic architecture of the Middle Ages in conjunction with an outstanding style of the Renaissance period, combining both architectural styles in such a way that the only word to describe the place is ...
Impressive.
The entire northern section of the complete, inside the wall is a grove, a relaxing natural area composed of an Artificial Lake, Hedge Walls, beautiful Gardens, a very well-kept Greenhouse, a Grotto that is connected with the deep sections of the Castle, and a small Farm Field, this grove reflects the beauty layers of being created by nature
Four interconnected tower-shaped buildings form the periphery of a huge building in proportions, these were the four towers.
The Royal Chapel; place of worship and prayers, the religious center of the castle and places where the events that involve this practice take place; In all the definition of the word, the tower that forms the Royal Chapel is a miniature cathedral, its splendor and beauty can easily be described as touched by the hand of God.
On one side large windows show the images of beautiful angels bringing light, hope and salvation to the faithful; on the other hand and as an opposite reflection of this, equally imposing windows grant the images of powerful demons carrying darkness, suffering and devastation against the heretics who dare to challenge them.
But all these figures pay homage to a much greater and exalted one.
The bearer of light and darkness, the giver of life and death, the one who can bestow maximum prosperity or absolute destruction; His figure is reflected in the largest and most important of the windows of this place; in one of his hands he holds an orb that floats slightly, while in his other hand he firmly holds a staff from which six points protrude from its upper part.
As an opposite reflection of the Royal Chapel, is the Tower of Magic and Science; Its high peaks on stormy days are capable of trapping and conducting the electrical energy produced by lightning, this is mainly due to a channeling and energy storage system found in the subsoil of this tower, the electrical conduits used by this place they make those days, the tower produces a spectacle of lightning and sparks.
Being a pinnacle of research and innovation, the Tower of Magic and Science has all the necessary facilities to carry out its function; from the most basic chemistry equipment, to the most complex incantation tables for magical research, through cells and cages used to conduct less ethical experiments; all this for the sake of magical and scientific research.
As a reflection of the perpetuity and permanence of time and death in this world, the Clock Tower rises; in its constant movement that echoed in a click, clack, click, clack, marks the passing of seconds, minutes and hours; its precision in timing is worthy of the finest clockwork ever designed.
Its structure is solid, it does not have any cracks or imperfections in its masonry; its wrought iron roof, the bell tower and the frame that makes up its internal structure are capable of supporting a set of 8 15-ton bells.
The tower is based on a concrete base 20 meters wide and 4 meters thick, with a depth of 5 meters below ground level. The four clocks that make up the tower are located 70 meters high.
As part of the building there is an elevator that facilitates mobility within the structure, its operating mechanism is truly simple, requiring only a levitation charm to move the elevator.
To illuminate such an imposing structure, a series of energy-efficient LEDs provide all the necessary light, which together with its antique style, highlights the perfect balance between ancient and modern.
Each side of the clock is formed by a 7-meter spherical iron structure that contains 312 pieces of opaque glass, like a stained glass window, some of these pieces can be removed to check the hands of the clock, the frames of the spheres are golden.
Inside this four-sided chime clock the organs of ingenious machinery are hidden; three suspended weights are connected by steel cables to a barrel and a series of gears, which in turn are wound on a coil.
The whole mechanism works by the most primordial of forces, gravity. When the weight falls, it supplies the energy that activates the watch.
The central weight, controlled by a pendulum with a three-pointed star, is what operates the hands.
Every two seconds, and thanks to the force of gravity that pulls the corresponding barrel, the pendulum is released, making the gears turn.
The system is adjusted using coins on the top of the pendulum. Adding coins alters its center of mass, effectively making it less long. This has the effect of increasing the clock speed by 2/5 of a second in a 24 hour period.
The other two weights are responsible for ringing the bells that mark the quarter hours, these bells are seven different which sound together giving a harmonious tune, each one is made of a different magic metal being these, Cold Iron, Mithral, Adamantite, Uru, Celestial Bronze, Meteoric Steel and Marine Silver, on the other hand, the last bell made of 15 tons of Orichalcum is the only one that is touched every hour, marking the end and the beginning of an hour.
The bells are struck by hammers moved by cables that come from a small upper space in the clock room and the bell tower, where various mechanisms control the movement of the bells to make each one ring.
If the Royal Chapel symbolizes religious beliefs and faith in a superior figure; the Tower of Science and Magic the tireless effort to progress; and the Clock Tower the constant passage of time and how finite existence can be; the last tower, the Torre del Arte, represents the expressions of ideas, emotions and a vision of the world, through various resources.
The very structure of the Torre del Arte is a symbol of its very expression, being reflected in Architecture, which is considered one of the most important fine arts.
Each floor of the Torre del Arte corresponds to a different type of art, these being Architecture, Sculpture, Music, Dance, poetry / literature, Cinema, Photography, Comic / Manga and Videogames.
Give it the naturalization of this building, every 24 hours it internally remodels itself to change the places that each floor occupies, giving the meaning that all the arts are equally important in society.
But the real gem is the Main Building, the one to which the four towers are attached, the real Damenburg Castle, although simply calling it a castle can be insulting, given that Damenburg Castle is more like a citadel or a city entirely made up of a only building.
Containing all the facilities to fulfill all the wishes of a supreme lord, the building houses the most luxurious of the rooms, the best dining rooms, the most complete libraries and the most relaxing bathrooms; a staff comprised almost entirely of hundreds of thousands of android maids served as domestic staff throughout the castle.
And although the naked eye Damenburg Castle is impressive, it is equally impressive that which cannot be seen with the naked eye, since hidden underground, below the castle is a large complex of crypts, tombs and dungeons that make up a network of virtually endless corridors and rooms.
But beyond the catacombs are the depths, which contain a complex Sewerage System and a waste processing plant that recycles 100% of the waste, a complex Labyrinth carved out of the very rock, connected to an Underground Canal that It circulates for miles, linked to multiple Submerged Caverns that run even deeper into the earth, leading to what can easily be described as the Nest of Evil, the lair of one of the most powerful beasts in the Castle.
In the depths of Damenburg Castle, was the throne room, pillars support the vaulted ceiling, beautiful chandeliers hang from the ceiling providing all the necessary lighting, a luxurious carpet runs the way to a golden throne raised on 13 steps that separated it from the rest of the throne room, the back rose eight feet, behind the throne was a stained glass window that allowed the passage of natural light giving the place an aura of divinity, that was the throne of the Dungeon Master.
And on the throne of the Dungeon Master was the one who carried that same title, a humanoid figure dressed in an elegant white robe with golden edges, on his ring fingers were rings with great magic power, to his left was a staff floating. matte black whose upper part culminated in six points in which a powerful crystal of power was embedded.
His face was totally pale and had sharp features, his ears were pointed, his hair had a hue that could easily be mistaken for platinum strands, on his head was a three-pointed crown that proclaimed him a supreme lord and on the back of his head a black halo that emitted the purest light showed his divine power
His eyes were pools of absolute darkness, his sclera was as black as the darkest night, but in the center of that darkness was a point of purple light shining in total darkness.
The one on the throne was Zark Ar Zatho, the Dungeon Master, the overlord of Damenburg Castle.

This is the story of a normal person, who had a great fondness for role-playing games, in such a way that all his free time was dedicated to them. Suddenly, one day he closes his eyes and is sent to a world of magic and fantasy, in which he became the final boss of an imposing magical castle and in his position as overlord he will change the course of his new world forever. Follow the story of the inhabitants of Damenburg Castle and immerse yourself in an incredible story in a world of magic and medieval fantasy from the villain's perspective

[A/N: For the HP universe, some characters were replaced and the story starts earlier than the books also I'll try to have the chapters with a minimum of 3000 words. Enjoy, I suppose? ]
Deep within central city, the capital of Amestris, laid a complex series of tunnels connecting the entirety of the city. The tunnels were filled with clouds of darkness engulfing any light peering through, making it impossible to navigate through the labyrinth. But something was, something, someone was walking calmly, through the tunnels with heavy thumps leaving barefoot trails behind. At the sounds of the thumps, the tunnel was light up with hundreds of eyes of different sizes opening from the shadows with eery mouths covered in rotten and sharp teeth appearing underneath each eye.
"Envy, you're late, Father wants you to report now." Said a child's voice coming from the shadows, making the hundreds of mouths covering the tunnel speak simultaneously.
"So prideful… I'm just here to tell Father that the Elric brothers have reach Leore." Responded the figure walking through the tunnel.
Approaching the central point of the series of tunnels, light gleamed over the pale skin of the figure. The man who walked through the tunnel had long manes of dark hair reaching the back of his legs, the pale skin of his body was exposed and only covered over his thighs and torso with pieces of black clothing.
Entering in the central point which connected the tunnels, was a room, a huge grey room, covered with tubes of all sizes going in and out of the walls all intertwined from a grey throne in the center of the room. The seat was made from Alchemy, and on that seat, a man in his mid-thirties looking exactly like Hohenheim, the Elric brother's father was leaning over the throne with tubes attached to his back. The man raised his head, looking over the figure's entrance and with a jovial smile, the man got up from the throne and walked down a series of steps, stopping in front of the figure.
"Ah, my son, Envy, I hope you have some good news for us." Said the man, walking past Envy to the entrance of the tunnel without giving a second glance at 'Envy'.
"Yes, Father. The Elric brothers have reached Leore, it won't be long before our plan starts." Said Envy, now kneeling to one knee and resting his right arm on it.
"Good, good… What about Hohenheim? Have you figured out where he is?" Asked the man of whom Envy called Father, making his white robe trail over the floor.
"I have not… But Wrath, I mean Grindelwald, heard stories of a man fitting the description, in Britannia. From what Grindelwald heard, the man is a headmaster at a secret school teaching alchemy called Hogwarts. And he might be using a fake name called 'Dumbledore'." Said Envy, looking down to his feet, afraid of repercussions if he failed his task.
'So… that's where you were now…' Thought the Father, raising one hand to caress his goatee.
After a few seconds of silence, Father walked up the few steps back and proceeded to sit back down on his throne before saying. "Good, your dismissed, now go and observe the brothers and tell Wrath to investigate this school."
"Yes, Father." Quietly responded Envy, loud enough for the man to heard before walking walk down from the tunnel he came by.
---
In the town of Leore.
Walking through the town, the pair of brothers observed the structures and landscape. In the center of the small town, laid a church with towers reaching high above any other structure. And houses with brown tiles on their roofs surrounded the church. Behind said town, laid a vast and tense forest and foggy mountains in the distance.
Edward, his hands supporting the back of his head, walked along the roads of the local market while Alphonse, getting distracted by everything, had to catch up with his carefree older brother.
"Hey, Ed, do you think the four fathers of Alchemy once lived in a small town like this?" Asked Alphonse, catching up with his brother.
"Mmh, I don't know, we know next to nothing about them, even Salazar Slytherin's pupil, 'Merlin, the Godfather of Alchemy'. Maybe they did, maybe not, I don't know." Responded Edward, looking up at birds flying over the small town.
Before Al could respond, they heard over the radio at a local dinner, the priest talking, curious about the speech, Edward and Alphonse approached the dinner to introduce themselves to the locals and inquire about the religious diatribe being broadcasted around town.
"One glass of orange juice, and a full breakfast." Said Edward approaching the counter.
"aright, coming right up." Said a voice bent beneath the counter.
"To you, children of God, who live on this earth, pray and believe, and you shall be saved. The Sun God Leto shines light upon you to show you the way." Broadcasted a radio situated above a butcher's shop.
"So, what the heck is that broadcast?" Question Edward, pointing towards the radio.
"Ah? That? It's the High Priest Cornello." Responded the voice, before a man stood behind the counter, the man had a very thin figure and wore a beanie along with a blue t-shirt behind his apron. His jaw was squared, and a thick mustache rested under his large nose.
"He came here a few years ago and preached to us about the path of God. Saying stuff like 'God will grant eternity to the living and resurrection to the dead'. And the proof of it all are the miracles that he produces." Continued the man, now preparing a plate of food and handing out a glass of  orange juice.
'Resurrection of the dead, huh' Thought Edward. Upon hearing this last bit, Edward becomes concerned and suspicious, leaning back into his chair.
"Sounds fishy to me." Said Alphonse, looking at the church from his seat.
"Are you guys street performers or something?" Asked the chef, preparing some ingredients.

"Where in the world did you get that idea?" Restored Edward frowning at the man's comment, Edward was now sitting down with next to his brother, whilst drinking a glass of orange juice.
"Am I wrong?" Sneered the man.
"Thanks for the meal." Replied Edward with irritation in his voice, before leaving the glass and counter and getting up.
The moment Edward stood up, Al got up as well, trying not to fall behind but in doing so, accidentally knocks over the radio standing on top of the counter, leading to the radio smashing into piece on impact.
"AHH- Hey now. Sir!" Shouted the chef, his hands clench on top of his beanie in frustration, while Ed had an interesting expression.
"Ahhh, Sorry about that, we'll fix it." Interrupted Edward while waving his hands around with his carefree attitude before his brother got into trouble.
'fix', you say?" Asked the man, scratching the back of his head in surprise.
"Well, just watch." Responded Edward, before Al took out a piece of white choke and drew a simple circular pattern with a star in the middle, underneath the broken radio.
"Well then, here I go!" Said Al, raising his hands, attracting the attention of the locals walking behind them.
---
A few hours later.
After the cheers and glares of the locals from Al's performance of Alchemy by repairing the radio, the brothers entered the church wanting to meet this priest named 'Cornello'. The local shared information about him, but everything was contracting itself, so Ed took it upon himself to meet the man in person.
Walking along side the benches of the church, the pair observed the architecture, at the end of the church was a huge statue of the supposed God 'Leto'. The walls had carvings with symbols and writings, on the side of the walls were exposed bricks painted a washed off grey matching the rest of the church.
Ed and Al strode along the hall before noticing a young woman, with long black hair and few strands of violet hair. The young  woman was kneeling, and her hands were together in a praying position. She was praying to the Altar before her, with candles lit on top of it.
Ed could hear her faint voice from the distance. "God, please listen to my wish…"
"Please bring back-" Said the girl with a soft voice, reminding Al of his mother's calming voice.
"Ah, so this is Mr. Leto" Said Edward, interrupting the girl's prayer with hands in his pockets and a carefree smile.
"are you interested in the religion of Leto?" Asked the girl, turning her attention to the guest and  getting up from her previous position.
"Nah, unfortunately, I'm an atheist." Replied Edward, letting out a mischievous smile.
"That's not good." Stated the girl, also letting out a small smile.
"Believing and honoring God, and living in gratitude and hope… How glorious." Continued the girl looking back at the altar and statue.
Annoyed at her comment, Edward aggressively sat down on a bench crossing his legs before taking out his notebook and saying. "'Resurrection of the dead' You seriously believe something like that?"
"Yes." Urged the girl, putting her hands back in a prayer position.
"Water;35 litres. Carbon; 20 kilograms. Ammonia; 4 litres. Lime ; 1.4 kilogrammes. Phosphorus ; 800 grammes. Salt ; 250 grammes. Saltpeter ; 100 grammes. Sulpher ; 80 grams. Flourine ; 7.5 grams. Iron ; 5 grams. Silicon ; 3 grams." Said Edward, making the girl title her head in confusion.
"What?" Asked the girl, confused at Edward's list.
"These are the ingredients that make up an average adult human body. We know this from our advances in science, but there haven't been any reports of successful human transmutations. You really think that praying would solve something that even science couldn't solve?" Sighed Edward, leaning forwards from the bench.
"Pray and believe, and your wishes shall be." Quoted the girl, aggressively frowning her brows.
"And by the way, you can buy these basic ingredients at the market with a kid's pocket money." Said Edward with a smirk, making the girl furious at his comment.
"Humans are made pretty cheaply, aren't they?" Continued Ed before the girl could respond.
"People are not things, these words are blasphemy to our creator. You'll suffer divine punishment for that." Sneered the girl.
"Hahaha, Alchemists are scientists, after all. We don't believe in creators or the existence of a God. Looking for the solution to the creation principle of this world and pursuing the truth. It's pretty ironic we're the closest things to God in a sense, even though we have no need for  him." Said Edward, observing the statue of the god behind the young woman.
"Are you saying you're on the same level as God?" Asked the girl.
"How arrogant!!" Continued the young woman, her arms tensed up on her sides, her shoulders rose a bit.
'Arrogant, huh?' Thought Edward, putting one arm on the side of the bench.
"I remember this form a mythical tale. 'The hero who gets too close to the sun shall have this wax wings plucked and be dropped to the earth'." Said Edward, glancing at Alphonse who stood next to Edward in silence since the conversation.
"Brother." Interrupted Al with a cold tone in his metallic voice.
Shocked by his comment, Edward grudgingly stands up from the bench before saying. "Lady, will Mr. Leto save a scientist like me? Even thought I was thinking something like that?" Asked Edward, appeasing Alphonse.
"Of course. He will accept reformers at any time." Said the naïve girl, thinking she won the argument.
---
In an office, some time later.
"High priest, there are people who wish to have a meeting with you." Said a guard, opening the door to a small office, inside of said office, a bald man in his early sixties wearing black robes and a grey scarf was watching from the window behind his paper stacked desk, observing the town's people.
"They call themselves the "Elric Brothers." Finished the guard, before stepping away.
"This is going to be trouble. It's the Fullmetal Alchemist, Edward Elric." Muttered the High priest, facepalming his head.
"The… man in the armor!? Do they know about our plans!?" Asked the guard shocked at the comment.
"Yeah, probably. Those dogs of the military must have a good sense of smell…" Said the old man, turning his head to the guard anxiously.
---

An hour later.
The girl, who introduced herself as Rose after the argument and a man named Cray lead the pair into a room to meet the priest, the room itself was underground and seemed more like a basement than a room. The doors leading to the room were a crimson red with a two-faced sun on it, the walls of the basement were a washed off beige. And at the top of the room rested a staircase leading to the top of the church.
"The High Priest is a very busy man, and he usually cannot find time for such matter, but you  folks are lucky. This way, please." Said Cray, giving the trio a welcoming smile.
"Sorry for the trouble, I'll try to make it quick." Grinned Edward, following the man into the room.
"Yes, let's get this over with as quickly as possible..." Said the man, reaching into his pocket, revealing a small handgun and aiming it at Alphonse.
Edward was about to react but the two guards behind him moved faster, they grabbed him, pushing him off balance and placed the teenage boy into a chock hold while Alphonse stood frozen.
"Priest? what are you doing!?" Shrieked Rose, watching the scene unfold.
"Rose, these people are heathens who are trying to ensnare the High Priest. They are evil." Addressed Cray, lightly pressing his index finger on the trigger, aiming down at Al.
"So… let's get this over with quickly!" Remarked Edward, before hitting one of the guards under his jaw, and the other in the stomach. The moment the guards were got off-guard, Edward took the opportunity. Taking a step back, Edward rotated towards them, clenching his auto-mail, hidden under his white gloves into a fist, punching the guard on the right, through the lower bone of his eye socket. Making the guard stagger backwards, with blood dripping down the his face. The other guard tried to throw a hook but before it could impact Edward, the short boy ducked, narrowly missing the punch, using his momentum from his legs, Edward changes his gravity center to the right, and spin kicks the guard below his stomach, forcing the man to collapse unconscious after hitting the wall.
At the same time, Al rushed to Cray, springing his arm back into a fist. Cray, frightened, pressed the trigger, releasing a lead bullet thundering upon hitting the shoulder spike of Al's armor. At the same time the shot reached Al, the younger brother threw a left hook at Cray hitting the man directly in the center of his face. Cary stumbled back with blood rushing from his broken nose and black eyes. Again, using the momentum from his previous punch, Al threw another hook, but this time he threw a right hook to Cray's stomach, causing a cry of pain to roar in the room.
"STRIKE!!" Shouted Edward, arms in the air after all the guards were subdued with ease.
"So noisy!" a voice shouted from the staircase.
Turning their attention to the top of the staircase, the trio could see the High Priest, dressed in black robes with an open scarf walking out of the shadows, exposing himself to the light coming from the torches, lighting the room.
"Welcome to the holy order, Fullmetal Alchemist!" Shouted to old man, with his hands behind his back.
"Sir Cornello!" Cried Rose with relief, falling to her knees.
"Looks like some of us were rather hasty. I apologize for their rudeness" Continued the old man.
"It really doesn't feel like an apology when you're looking down at us from a high place like that." Edward commented, staring at the man, prepared for an attack.
"Are you here for our dogma?" Asked the man with a jovial smile and closed eyes.
"I have a lot of things I want to learn from you… say, a method for tricking your followers with petty alchemy." Responded Edward.
"I have no idea what you're talking about. I can't have you putting my miracles and alchemy on the same level." Frowned Cornello, with a sarcastic tone.
"How's this? Can this be achieved through alchemy?" Continued Cronello, making a small statue of Leto appear with bright red sparks.
"That's precisely what I'm concerned about. For some strange reason, you can perform transmutation while clearly ignoring the rules." Replied Edward, scratching his head, going back to his carefree attitude.
"Which is why it isn't alchemy." Let out Cornello in anger, hitting his fist on the rails of the staircase.
"So I was thinking… If you had the legendary amplifier that allows alchemist to perform the impossible, it would be possible in your case." Stated Edward, still scratching his head.
"What?" Let out Cornello, with a nervous laugh.
"Yep. Frankly, the philosopher's stone. Isn't that what your ring is made of?" Asked Edward, now pointing at the red crystal on the priest's hand.
"That was a long search. But we finally found it." Continued Edward, walking calmly towards the staircase.
"This is an ordinary ring. God has allowed me to perform miracles."  Hastily responded the man, stepping back.
"Guess I'll have to get my hands on you and ask your body for the truth." Shouted Ed, letting out an angry expression whilst still walking towards the staircase.
"Arrogant Heathen. Rose." Coldly commanded the High Priest, stepping back from the stairs.
"Y-Yes?" Mumbled the young girl, shocked at the Priest's actions.
"Pick up Cray's pistol." Commanded the man, not even looking at the young woman.
"Ah, okay…?" Quietly responded Rose before getting up and quickly picking up the handgun laying behind the guard's unconscious body.
"Now... shoot the Fullmetal Alchemist."
---

Somewhere in of Britannia.
Before a vast lake and dense forest, laid a huge, rambling castle, with jumbles of towers and battlements. The forest seemed almost alive with whispers and cries while the lake felt like a raging monster lived within it.
In an office of said Castle, a man, with long blonde hair tied into a loose ponytail reaching his nape, and a slim blonde beard covering his jawline was complementing his prominent cheek bones. And over the cold gaze of his blue eyes, rested white tainted glasses. The man being Hohenheim, was watching the horizon by the window behind his paper filled desk with unfinished documents.
Hohenheim was seemed to be eating candy, thinking about something before he muttered only a few words. "I wonder… what are they doing?"
Before Hohenheim could watch the scenery any longer, a voice interrupted his thinking. "Headmaster Dumbledore, the students will arrive shortly, please prepare the Sorting Hat. And don't be late."
"Alright, I'll be there shortly, thank you Professor Dippet." Said Hohenheim.
---End of Chapter 2—
[A/N: I'm not sure where I'm going with this story but we'll see I suppose.]

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