Unlike most of the kids his age, Ernst was different. When he was just a few months old, he was orphaned. The only thing that he had from his parents was a necklace which, later on in his life he had found that it contained coordinates to a mineral deposit. 

His parents died in an airplane accident. The engine of the airplane they were riding exploded. News reports say that the plane had a malfunction but people speculate that it was sabotaged.

Before his parents flew off to Japan, the physicist couple produced a study that could improve the technology of the world by leaps and bounds. They had published something  that had amazed the whole scientific community. However, this study was mysteriously taken down prior to their deaths. All copies were burned down and no news of the finding had ever surfaced. 
 
Some speculated that powerful people fought just to get research and that the couple were killed in a clash between the powerful parties but young Ernst was not aware of this. He was just a few months old back then. He only managed to learn about it when he searched about his parent's whereabouts after he graduated from college. 

He never really cared though. What's done is done. He just wanted to satisfy his curiosity about what really happened. Ever since he was growing up, he had a cold personality, many thought this was weird and that he needed love but Ernst never really cared. He preferred to stay with himself, immersing himself with books. Some kids would approach him and invite him to play but he would always turn them down. 

"Hey kid, you're gonna need some friends when you grow up." The orphanage manager sat next to him while patting Ernst's head. 

The boy just looked him in the eye and then continued to read his book. This book was actually so advanced for someone who was only 7 years old. The book was about Chemistry. Last month, he had just finished a Biology book and the other month, a Physics book. People at the orphanage were surprised to see him read those kind of books. When they asked Ernst whether he understood what he read or not, he just stared at them. 

Due to this, the people thought that he was just looking at the pictures and was not really reading. However, Ernst understood every bit of the laws and theories and even remembered all of what he read. Sometimes, he even wrote a few theories about the theories and try to improve the theories. If scientists were to look at this notebook, they would be shocked at his theories.

The Theory of Recapitulation also called embryological parallelism, which is said to represent the evolution of an animal's ancestors was rebuked by him. Instead, he theorized that the formation of an embryo is affected by which organ could support most life to the organism! 

Another theory he boldly rebuked was Einstein's Special Relativity. In this theory, Einstein said that that time moves relative to the observer. An object in motion experiences time dilation, meaning that time moves more slowly when one is moving, than when one is standing still. Therefore, a person moving ages more slowly than a person at rest. 

However, to Ernst, time is a separate entity, unaffected by anything. Likewise, space is also a separate entity such that when Time and Space are mixed together, it results to a different concept just like how Green is produced from combining Blue and Yellow. Although time may seem different to people living in earth and beings light years away from earth, from an omnipotent being's view, time flows just the same.

The bald man sighed, stood up, patted the boy's head more, and then left him. He still sat there, reading his book. 

When the bald man left, a young girl approached Ernst. She had eyes like a doe and her hair was cut short. Aside from missing a few teeth and a runny nose, she looked cute for a little kid. 

"Hey Ernst, don't you want to play like just once? Please?" The little girl swayed side to side. Ernst just stared at her, closed the book and placed it down on the table. "This will be the first and the last time so please do your best." 

"Yes!" The little girl had a big smile on her face as Ernst accepted her request. For some reason, the mysterious and quiet boy had attracted him since he was unlike any boy in the orphanage -rowdy and boisterous. "Let's play Hide & Seek!"

This is the first time Ernst had played with any of the kids. Before he was able to read, he played only with himself. When he learned to read, he spent his leisure time reading all the books that he can. By the age of 4, he was already reading books for 8 year old kids. At 5 he was reading books for 12 year old kids. When he was 6, he could already read books meant for High School students. 

"Okay." Ernst accepted the girl's request."

"Yay! I would count from 1 to 10 and you will hide alright?" The girl instructed.

"Alright." 

"One, Two..."

Ernst went to the place he knew no one knew. He discovered it by accident when he was getting some books in their library. The library at the orphanage was big since it housed not only the orphans but also students who availed the orphanage as an apartment. The library was divided into two parts, one for Math and Science and the other was for Literature. 

Without a doubt, the hiding place he discovered was in the Math and Science area. There was a small secret door that led to the outside of the orphanage where only small kids can fit. At first, he wondered why there was such a thing but he erased it off his mind since it did not really matter. 

"Ten!" The girl with a pigtails and runny nose started looking for Ernst. 

When he was already outside the orphanage he felt dizzy. His chest started to hurt and his heart beat faster. It wasn't his heart that was hurting but  his birth mark - the birthmark that looked like a tattoo of a tiger. It felt like it was burning and the last thing he saw before he collapsed was the girl staring at him from the window of the library, crying. 

He dreamed of a monster. This monster was black in color and it looked like a mix of a tiger and an octopus.  It had neon blue stripes on its black body and at certain intervals, more stripes would appear and more so at certain intervals. 

He found himself inside a ruined vehicle. Dead bodies of humans and weird looking creatures were everywhere. His gaze was attracted to a spot near the neon creature. There was a beautiful girl lying on the floor. Then, he felt something weird in his chest. When he looked down, he saw that his chest was stabbed by one of the tentacles of the tiger. He felt a strange sense of familarity and anger at this sight. Then, he woke up.

It was just a dream but it looked so real. When he stood up, he found himself in the orphanage's clinic. There was no one there except for the nurse. 

"Nothing seems to be wrong with you. Maybe because it's the first time you walked in the sunshine in a long time. We've been telling you to run around some time and play with others but you are too hardheaded."

The bald man smiled at Ernst and sighed. "Okay run along now." 

Ernst sat up, stretched his body a bit and left the clinic. 

"What was that?"

However, as a boy who forgets things that aren't useful, he pushed this dream to the back of his head. Ten years later, at the young age of 17, he became a renowned scientist specializing in Chemistry. 

He had a tall and lean stature with a height of 5'11. He wore an eyeglass that enhanced his sharp nose. His hair was cut clean at the sides and he sported a clean facial hair as well. He was busy working on an important test subject of his: a traditional Japanese Katana.

Ernst Haeckel was reborn! Not in another world but to his past life however,he did not retain any of his memories nor had a cheat system. He lived his life as a prestigious scientist until the apocalypse occurred and zombies plagued the world.

The next few weeks was incredibly eye opening for Ron, his siblings and is friends as they saw how powerful, incredible and useful magic could be. Although Sirius, Harry and the  Weasley's were in agreement that both Sirius and Harry should move to the Burrow, the living space wasn't capable of holding two more members for long periods of time. And so, the kids witnessed their parents working together with other Wizards and Witches, Goblins and a pretty rude House Elf and turning the Burrow into a House worthy of holding one of the oldest collection of Ancient Magical Tomes, Grimoires and books of history of the Wizarding world. Honestly, Ron had never had to focus on his Occlumency so hard, just to keep in his laughter, ``I can't believe you would have these books just laying around your study! What would you do if someone were to steal them?!'' Sirius had just finished when Amos joined in and asked Arthur to explain himself, ``These books contain ancient knowledge that in the wrong hands would bring horrific results! What were you thinking?!''. Arthur looked at them and meekly said, ``Well, these books have been sitting there for a long time and honestly, we didn't even know they existed!''

This time it wasn't just Sirius and Amos, the rest of the adults present joined in and started to `give suggestions' to Molly and Arthur. Even the mild mannered Remus joined in and started to shout with the others. The only reason they stopped was that Pandora and Blaire sent Kreacher to get Molly as it was dinner time. ``Go away Kreacher! We are busy at the moment!'' Sirius shouted at Kreacher but instead of going away, he just looked at Molly with a slight fear in his eyes and almost jumped up and down in joy when she walked into the kitchen with him. ``What just happened?'' only Sirius and Remus were still in shock and standing in the living room at this point as Amos, Xenophilius and Arthur had joined their wives at the dining table. Even the kids who were listening in on their `conversation' with Molly and Arthur had taken seat at the table. Whilst Sirius and Remus were looking around with confusion in their eyes, they remembered the last time they had rejected a dinner call from their friend Lily and Ron was once again thankful for his Occlumency as he saw the two walk in and sit down like they weren't deathly afraid of the three mothers currently sat next to their husbands. But it was all for naught as the next second, Pollux Black laughed at their predicament and offered them some `friendly advice'!

``If I was you, I wouldn't be late as next time the punishment might be higher than an empty plate. *Hahaha*'' although Sirius and Remus wanted to say something back to the old man sat at the Head Seat, they didn't dare as they looked at the three wives respectfully offering food to `Grandpa Black'. At the start of his stay at the Burrow, the place the `Heir of House' was going to stay at. Pollux was a bit stuck up and constantly talked about how much better the Black Family House was. As a reward, the adults had asked the kids to surround him each moment of the day and constantly ask him questions about Wizarding Etiquette, Old History and really anything they found interesting. Although the Weasley Kids and their friends were young, they could see that the old man was hurt and was suffering from loneliness, a little bit like Harry. So, they didn't pressure him like their parents had asked and instead slowly wore him down and convinced him that it was his job to `bring up the next generation properly'. At first, the old man was uncomfortable with the sound of `Grandpa Black'. But no one aside form cruel, heartless monsters can resist puppy dog eyes from eight kids, simultaneously. A few days after the short episode of `Precious Books should be stored in a more secure place', the renovation of the Burrow was done and it looked amazing!

Instead of looking like a large stone pigpen with extra rooms added here and there until it was several stories high and so crooked it looked as though it were held up by magic, it was an actual three story cottage that actually looked more like a mansion! Both the inside and outside was beautifully decorated but the most amazing part was that it was still somehow very welcoming and cosy and didn't at all feel flashy and ostentatious. ``*Humph* I can't believe that you are satisfied with this! This house is going to host the presence of at least four families that have possessions and relations to highly regarded figures in Wizarding History and is home to my Grandkids, Pollux Black's Grandkids!!'' honestly, none of the adults were even breathing at the moment and were just letting the old man scold them for not spending enough of his money. Finally, the kids came back from their tour of the house and the adults sighed in relief when the old man's attention shifted to the two little girls asking for a hug. Ron was very happy and satisfied with his life at this point but he knew that with the threat of Voldemort's return, he would have to step up his preparation. But he now had an extra layer of security and protection and even a new source of knowledge and an actual teacher!!

It was during the time the Weasley Ancestral Land's Wards were being renewed and empowered that while `taking a look', Ron decided to throw in a couple of High Level Runic Objects near the Ward Stones and thought nothing of it but at the last location he heard someone coming and in panic shot several spells at the person, `Incendio!' `Diffindo!' `Glacies!' `Ventus!'. In his anxiousness, he even shot a Jinx, `Flipendo!' and ony then saw the person he had cast the spells at. Before he could try to warn the person, Ron saw how easily the old man dealth with his spells and he realised, he hadn't even touched the tip of what real Wizards could do. ``Well, Well, Well! Little Ron is quite the young wizard, aren't you? Casting spells in a chain, without chanting and with accuracy not fit for your age. But none of that compares to this, a Magical Object that has Ancient Runes drawn with Magical Reagent Ink, very impressive!''

Having been bullied almost his whole life, Ray's only solace had been his Mother and books. but one day, the bullies took things too far and he died. On his deathbed he had two wishes, for his Mother to be happy and for him to have the strength to be happy in his next life. somehow, both his wishes came true.

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At night, light could still be seen in the library of one of the biggest clans of Nacesai City. Inside there was only a six-year-old kid reading thick books.
The boy had messy short hair and dark circles under his almost black eyes due to the lack of sleep. His name was Yale Roanmad, one of the legitimate sons of the Roanmad Clan. Yale's father was an influential figure in the clan, but he had a lot of sons and daughters, legitimate as well as illegitimate.
Usually, illegitimate children had almost no rights in the clan, unless they displayed extraordinary talents and then became recognized by the clan. However, they were only allowed to live in the clan until they grew up when they would need to become servants or lose the rights to live in the clan domains.
Yale's mother was one of the official wives of his father, and even the servants gossiped about how there was real love between his father and mother. Under such circumstances, Yale's standing in the clan should have been a very good one. However, his mother died when he was born.
Since that day, his father, as if blaming Yale for her death, never showed any hint of goodwill toward him. Instead, he would rather ignore him completely; Yale had only seen his father in official clan affairs.
Thus, even if the clan didn't suppress him and he was still in a better position than the illegitimate sons were, there is not all that big of a difference. In fact, some illegitimate sons of his father hated him and were always thinking about how to disturb him. However, because Yale loved reading books and studying them, he spent most of his time in the library or in his room, and those areas weren't places where illegitimate children, who had not been recognized by the clan, could go.
If Yale were a normal six-year-old kid, he would have suffered a lot with his mother dead and with his father ignoring him.
Compared to other kids his age, Yale wasn't exactly normal because he belonged to a rare group of people that can retain memories from before they were born, in other words, memories of their past lives.
In fact, Yale barely qualified as a member of that group because compared to others with the same condition, he remembered only a little bit, while the others retained the memories of all their past lives or almost all of it. Furthermore, his inherited knowledge of his past life was mostly miscellaneous, not very useful.
However, even if it was only a little, that was enough to make the difference between him and other kids of his generation because the small fragments he remembered included part of his own past life's death, the pain, impotence, and regret he felt in those memories aren't something that normal kids would understand because it seemed unreal.
Yale knew the taste of death and didn't want to taste it again, his previous life was a life without too many difficulties, but in the end, he died painfully. Even though he didn't remember the details and didn't understand how the death could bring so much suffering that couldn't be described just as painful, Yale was sure that he didn't want to suffer it again.
Yale knew that his present life is the opposite of his past life in which he didn't sense that he had met any obstacles, even in his clan there was the law of the jungle, the strong is always in the right. Therefore, Yale refused to be weak and ending up dying again, so he was extremely hard working since birth.
However, his hard work wasn't related to obtaining physical strength like was usual in kids of his age that were eager to strengthen their bodies, but rather to acquiring knowledge because from his diffuse memories told him that knowledge was power. In fact, the lack of knowledge was what led to his painful death, although he wasn't sure what kind of knowledge he had lacked. Therefore, he learned to speak and write a lot faster than other kids thanks to those few memories he had and began his current lifestyle that was basically that of a bookworm.
The clan servants in charge of him were astonished by his intelligence and hard work, but no one suspected his condition as someone who has reincarnated, all the servants thought he was a clever child who lacked love and eventually he was buried in the world of his books to avoid feeling lonely.
Even though he had some fragments of memories, they couldn't influence Yale to the point of becoming his previous life's extension like famous people with memories of their past lives that appeared on the books Yale had read. Yale was only Yale, he couldn't be considered a dead man in the body of a kid, so even if Yale was more mature and hardworking than other kids, he was still a kid, and his lifestyle became nothing more than a reflection of his current situation.
As to how the other children thought about him, Yale did not care because they were just normal children, even if some of them became evil in the future, there was nothing Yale could do in his situation.
Furthermore, since all the children were less than ten years old, they were protected by the World and acting against them would cause the aggressor many problems, only if the child provoked the aggressor first, the protection would disappear. The World Laws protected the children, but they weren't meant to allow them to become arrogant towards their elders.
Also, because of the World Laws, Yale knew that he would be safe until he was ten years old, so he decided to focus on his goal and unlock the legacy left by his own past life. Yale knew that getting that legacy was the only way he could succeed in his future and the sooner he unlocked it, the better. Yale already knew that he couldn't trust the clan to become stronger since his father ignored him, and without good resources or teachers, any help was welcome.
He became aware of that good fortune he had obtained as a legacy of his past life on his fourth birthday. At that time, a voice appeared in his head.
[This is the Last Wish System, created by the last wish of your past life, if you want to unlock it, you must gather a vast amount of knowledge.]
Yale was shocked when he heard it, but as he could see the words he just heard in his mind, Yale understood that the voice wasn't his imagination. Even if he didn't remember what that last wish was, his intuition told him that the Last Wish System was a good thing.
Yale liked to read and study from the very beginning. Thus, his new circumstances only made him study even harder, to the point of becoming the clan's most well-known bookworm, spending almost all of his free time in the library or in his room reading books.
After the appearance of the message, Yale realized that the more he studied, the easier it became to learn and memorize new things. Yale was even more assured of the Last Wish System was what he needed more than anything else did.
The library had a public section for all the official members of the clan, there were no restrictions to read inside, and it was easy to get a borrowed book or two from the library to take to his room.
There were also restricted areas where different conditions were required to read books. Although Yale had the premonition that those books would help the Last Wish System more, he had no means to meet any of the requirements.
Of course, with the help of his father, it would be possible to read some of the less restricted books. However, his father even refused to talk to him, and it seemed that becoming a bookworm had upset his father even more. Yale heard that his father was someone who believed that men should only use their fists to speak and that training the body was the only way for a man.
He had that lifestyle until that night when dark circles appeared under his eyes due to lack of sleep. That was the first time he stayed in the library after midnight, and probably his servants were already rushing to look for him because it wasn't time for a child to be awake. The servants did not pay much attention to Yale since he used to read silently and didn't cause problems, but there was no way they did not realize that he wasn't in his room for so long.
That night, however, he felt that he was almost at the point where the Last Wish System would react. Yale had spent the last two years for that moment, so he continued without realizing that the sky had darkened hours ago.
Yale had read a lot of books since he was born, a frightening number for a six-year-old kid. Even though the people knew that he was a bookworm, no one could even imagine how many books he had really read.
When Yale finished the thick book he was reading, the Last Wish System finally reacted in his mind.


In a universe where the great experts can reincarnate, Yale Roanmad reincarnated with almost no memories of his past life and didn't know who he was.

Despite the problem with his memories, Yale had obtained a strange legacy from his own past life the Last Wish System.

Yale, who remembered the pain of dying, decided to turn strong to avoid suffering the same pain again. Moreover, he also decided to investigate his own past life to remember who he was.

However, he didn't know that a Mysterious Expert, who knew a lot about him and his past life, was looking at him from the shadows.
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With the arrival of Zwei and his men at Waise village, Kazuya and Julia spent their time at the Valentine residence until the skies have already gone dark. Apparently, the duke Eberbach's men had set up camp near the village so the healers they brought with them would be able to do for their injured comrade what Gale wasn't able to with her current prowess.
To Kazuya, it really didn't matter much as he was both satisfied and currently occupied with the discovery that shocked him today. It had taken them a few hours of work, but they were finally able to categorize the books with the help of the innocent children who usually stayed at the house.
"Kazu onii-chan, I helped the most!"
"No! I carried more books!"
"Wasn't it me that helped more Kazu-nii?"
The children gathered themselves around Kazuya who had promised to reward them with his personal cooking tonight. The kids grew relatively attached to Kazuya in the past few days because not only did he seem to be sought out a lot by Gain and their big sister Gale, he had also let them taste food that was not only delicious, but tickled their interests visually.
"I want a bunny dumpling!"
"I want one that looks like a boat!"
"C-can I have a flower?"
"Hey! Don't bother Kazu-san too much. He's already making you guys dinner so everyone should be satisfied with that!" Gale stepped in and tried to stop them from bothering Kazuya too much. She was worried that the children would annoy him.
She had been more cautious about how she acted in front of Kazuya ever since she learned of her father's suspicions. She only thought that he would have been a noble at best but who would have thought that he could actually be the hero that their whole kingdom had been anticipating.
There were only a few exceptions, but in Edea, the stories of the summoned heroes were heard at least once by children as they were growing up. She didn't want the kids to offend him since Kazuya was not like any hero she had heard of. He seemed to have held resentments over the people who summoned him to their world.
"It's alright, Gale-san. I've intruded at your home so making a simple meal is the least I could do. These kids have been helpful and I'm happy to grant their requests." He smiled at the children and crafted their requests."
"Yay! Kazu-nii-san is the best!"
"Whoooaa! A bunny!"
"You should just stay here with us onii-san! That way we can eat delicious things every day!"
"Hehe. Though I really don't hate that thought. Unfortunately, I have a lot of things to do before I can consider staying in one place." He wiped his hands and patted their heads.
"""Hehehe~"""
Seeing that there were no problems, Gale backed down and sat across Julia. Their help had been rejected as Kazuya had wanted the kids to help him make the food instead so they were left with the books that were taken from the basement.
"Is there something you need?" Julia noticed the hesitating look that Gale had been giving her.
"Does Kazu-san usually interact with a lot of children?" She curiously asked. He looked to have been used to dealing with kids that it would have been unusual if he had never had experience with them before.
"I… have no idea. This is the first time I've seen him interacting with them." She was a little surprised by the question and hesitated.
Thinking about it, she knew nothing about this person's personal life. From how she got to know him, it was too shocking for him to be seen kindly treating children to the point of spoiling them. Julia had never seen Kazuya in a positive light when it came to his personality because of what happened between them but, after suddenly being asked about him, she had a realization.
"(We know nothing about each other…)" Julia pondered.
She had no idea what made Kazuya do the things he did after he arrived in Edea nor why Julia had risked herself to be put in this state for the princess. The order of their relationship had been an absolute mess. Her absolute obedience came before knowing the person she was now serving.
"Where do you plan to go after leaving the village?" Gale asked yet another question which Julia wanted to know herself.
"No idea. Probably back to the capital. It would be faster to get there if we cut through the forest, but I don't know what he plans on doing. Our trip wasn't supposed to have lasted a day yet, due to the circumstances we are here now."
"Did you two have a fight? It has been a little awkward between the two of you from my point of view…" Gale wanted to help the two in some way since it wasn't just her that noticed this. A few adventurer parties have intensified their efforts to recruit her.
"A fight? No. I don't think we are close enough to even have one of those. What I am is just someone he needs to give orders to." She emotionlessly spoke. Though she admits that Kazuya was not wrong when he said that Julia hadn't been treated like her current status, one will still find a bitter pill, bitter and hard to swallow.
"That…" Gale flinched. She didn't think that Julia would frankly admit it.
"You don't have to worry about me." Julia faintly smiled towards Gale. She found this girl to be quite likable even though she was a commoner. Unlike the uncouth people she had met, this girl was very mindful of others which satisfied Julia.
"I think that the two of you will eventually be able to work it out. My grandfather always said that as long as is not fatal, time will heal most wounds." She encouraged.
"Time heals wounds huh…" Julia murmured. "Thanks… I guess." Though she didn't hate this girl, there was no reason to dislike her. with her current situation, she was even lower than commoners after all.
The two girls watched the harmonious interactions between Kazuya and the children. After what she had experienced in the past few days, Julia thought that this just might be the hero's most natural state. Thinking about it, she was probably the person who has spent the most time with him ever since his arrival.
"I'm back!" Gain triumphantly declared as he entered the house. "Huh?"
He wanted to brag about completing his mission of not letting Zwei and his men know that Kazuya and Julia were still in the village but after seeing the books scattered around the house, he could only turn to look at his daughter for an explanation.
"Oh! Welcome back Gain-san. Dinner would be ready soon so please wash up. We can talk about what happened with the soldiers later." Kazuya sent the children to drag Gain to wash himself as he finished up with the cooking.
Though Gain was the head of the village, other than having a larger than normal residence to accommodate the orphans, he relatively lived like all the other villagers. There wasn't anything extravagant as they had lived humbly so everything was relatively normal.
Nobles like Julia might not think much about it but to Kazuya, he had respected this humble village leader. To him, most of the nobles lording over their territories were trash compared to the simple man in front of him.
He lived humbly despite being in charge of the village and even gave out his own earnings to take care of abandoned children. He chose to give back instead to keep for the better of everyone. These were the kinds of humans that were, even on earth, looked down upon and preyed on. Which was sad.
"Can someone tell me what's going on?" Gain came back with the children and sat down as soon as everyone had finished setting up the table.
"Well…" Gale glanced over at Kazuya who was currently serving the children with their requested dumplings. "Kazu-san can apparently read the books…"
"Oh, so that's— wait what did you just say!? He can read these books!?"
 "I can. That is why I have a proposal I want to talk to you about, Gain-san." Kazuya confirmed it as he sat down to join them.
"A proposal? Do you want to buy these books?"
"If you want to sell them I'll be honest and say that I can't afford to pay for them right now but, I was thinking more like renting them out." He said with a smile.
"Rent?" Gain grew confused. He turned to look at his daughter for answers but from the way she was tilting her head, he noticed that she was probably as confused as he was.
"I categorized the books depending on what they are about and I thought about something…" Kazuya glanced at the kids. "What about letting these children learn about many things that would help them as they grow older?"
"What do you mean?" Gain didn't know what he meant.
"The village is currently serving as a host to various adventurers, right? The way I see it, many adventurers help around town while some of the current members were former adventurers themselves. Why not let these experienced people help the children out by having them teach them various skills that they could use when they grow up?" Kazuya started discussing what he had in mind.
There were currently 17 orphans in Gale and Gain's care. Seven of them were already close to the age where they would be able to care for themselves while the rest were still growing up.
Kazuya suggested that with the mutual relationship between the villagers and adventurers he was able to witness these past few days, asking them to teach the children when the orphanage was completed was not a farfetched idea.
Of the orphans that were currently in their care, he was familiar with the youngest ones from his previous experience in Edea. With what happened to Gain, it wasn't too hard to guess what had happened. Those who had been capable to help Gain support the duke had gone with him while Gale had been left in charge of the orphanage.
Now that Kazuya had taken out the fuse that started the tragedy that was supposed to happen, he wanted to help the children who were once a victim of the blind trust he had given people. With what he had in mind; they would be able to protect themselves in the future.
"The situation would be able to last a little while with the current people staying here regularly. Once these adventurers move on, if the same deal can't be made with the future adventurers, you can hire them instead."
"Hire?" Gain frowned. Though he liked the idea that Kazuya presented to him, he did not have much to be able to hire adventurers with.
"No need to worry about the money. Like I've said. I am very much interested in renting the books out. I'll work on translating them once I return to the capital so it might take some time, but I will give 300 gold as a deposit and give an additional 200 gold once I return them." Kazuya suggested.
""!!!"" the father and daughter looked at each other at the same time. A 300 gold deposit to rent a few books and an additional 200 after he returns it!? They would have been satisfied to sell a book for 1 gold or so a piece and the books that were taken out of the basement didn't even exceed 50.
"Also, I will be giving you a copy of the translated books that would be good for the children to learn. I just hope that you will keep these books to yourselves because it is both a gift and a curse." Kazuya gave them a serious look.
What he had taken out were essentially skill and spell books that were supposedly from the lost kingdom of Bathara. This was the kingdom that had fallen and had been replaced by the Heilig Kingdom. This kingdom was where the headquarters of the church of light was and the country was governed by church officials or devout believers.  
Though Kazuya hadn't studied much of Edea's history, he was sure that the shady church had played a big part in the lost kingdom's fall from grace. The fact that the Batharan skills and spells he found were shamelessly renamed as their church's was enough to make him think that something was definitely fishy.
"With these skills, the children would be able to protect themselves and the village from danger as well as earn a living for themselves if they choose to pursue a future outside the village." Kazuya smiled as he patted the children who had been oblivious to the topic while enjoying their meals.
Gain was overwhelmed by Kazuya's offer. He wasn't the only one as Gain also noticed the shock that Julia had tried to hide. This was an offer that was more than generous so he couldn't understand what Kazuya had to gain from all of this. Even more, he was even willing to share his discoveries with them.
"(Why…? Is he…)" Gain suddenly came up with a thought. "(Could it be…?)" he secretly glanced at his daughter.
"(Did he fall for my little girl?)"
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Enter Kazuya, a boy who never had any memories before his adolescent life. He was summoned to the world of Edea wherein the final battle against the Demon King, our hero entered the last room to find a welcome he had not been expecting. An unguarded, unarmed demon king who greeted him with manners and etiquette.

As if a respectful and well mannered final boss wasn't shocking enough, he was then introduced into an elaborate plot to exploit summoned heroes. Unfortunately, our naive hero chose to trust his companions. He underestimated human greed which led him to suffer alone in darkness for a time he himself does not know how long. 

When he suddenly woke up, he saw himself as a child back on Earth. As an amnesiac, he had been thrown into an unknown part of his life. What should he do? What about the people who betrayed him?

Follow along as Kazuya finds out about his past and tries to prevent the tragedies he's experienced while trying to change what he knows what will happen in his future.


Volume Guide:
I - From the Ashes. (Learning about his life before he lost his memories)
II - Divergence. (Changing the future) 
III - The Two Heroes. 
IV - Edea and The Hero
V - ???
VI - ???
VII - ???
VIII - ???


Official Release Schedule: Currently ongoing changes.




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Adam proudly showed off his car and Abby felt her heart burst. Too cute! How was she supposed to handle a cuteness attack of this level?
Katie mock whispered, "He shows it to everyone he likes."
It was official. She melted into a puddle of sentimental goo. Her nephew liked her right off the bat! He was very trusting considering his mother barely told him they were family, which proved he was a happy and well-adjusted kid.
What kind of childhood did he have living out here in the middle of nowhere? Katie had obviously commissioned that toy for him but what about his other toys? Were there any picture books? What sorts of things did little kids even do in this world in the absence of a playground?
"Who made it for you?" Abby asked, gesturing to the car.
Katie was a bit embarrassed. "Ah, I got one of the carpenters who moved here from Rowenhilde to do it. He made a few others toys like this for him and other kids started wanting them too so now there are wooden cars all over town. We even started selling them in bulk to the merchants who pass through here after one of them bought one on a whim for his grandson."
Wow. Such a small thing ended up widespread because she wanted something familiar for her son to play with. Abby couldn't help but wonder exactly how much influence her sister had managed to have on this world by accident.
She was very curious about Katie's life here and wanted to know more. Seeming to sense this, Katie excused them (Al and Blaise were still deep in discussion) and showed her around the house.
In addition to a modern bathroom, there was also a fairly modern kitchen. There wasn't a microwave or a proper fridge but Katie explained that there was an ice box of sorts in the cellar outside for keeping things cold.
Adam had a few more familiar toys as well. His wooden car wasn't the only vehicle he had. There was also a wagon pulled by a wooden horse and a rudimentary truck. He had a teddy bear too; stuffed animals did exist here though bears weren't the most popular. Most children had stuffed rabbits for some reason.
There were also wooden blocks to build towers and bridges with. Everything else appeared to be carvings of various animals found in the mountains, such as deer.
"You guys use a lot of wood, don't you?" Abby asked dryly.
Katie shrugged. "We're surrounded by trees; lumber is one of our best resources. Wait until you see the wooden playground I convinced someone to build! All the kids in town love it."
She was fairly certain she knew what kind of playground her sister was talking about. When they were younger, they visited a historical park where the playground was almost entirely made of wood and shaped a bit like a castle. They used rubber and plastic a little bit for slides and rope courses but that was it.
Her sister wasn't the most creative person in the world by any means but she was full of a lot of random knowledge. Getting other more talented people to act on that knowledge had yielded quite the results and she had hardly seen anything yet.
"What other things have you convinced people to make for you?" Abby asked in awe.
It was a lot more than expected. Katie told her how this started when she was still back in the palace because she wanted sweaters and fuzzy pajama pants to get through the winter. While she was still there, she also commissioned a hat loom to be made so she could crochet.
Abby already knew that because of the novel, as well as the attempts at pizza and hamburgers. What she didn't know was everything that happened after coming to the Kanta region.
Since coming here Katie had worked together with a variety of people to create street lamps, light bulbs, a hydroelectric generator, children's toys, swing sets, different types of handy kitchen utensils such as oven mitts, and more. She even managed to improve on the makeshift snow clothes she had made back in the palace.
She also created the concept of a public library and recruited a few talented minds to help her create fun little picture books for children. The children's books that existed here were almost entirely of the educational variety, aside from a few traditional stories that were meant for older children to read on their own.
When she realized she was pregnant not long after moving here, Katie refused to let her child live in a world without age-appropriate fiction. She found a few people who were good at drawing to turn traditional oral children's stories into book form.
Under her guidance—apparently she had read a ton of Wikipedia articles about the history of crayons, colored pencils, and markers out of boredom while laid up in bed several years ago—a few innovators had managed to recreate those as well.
The first books made solely for the Kanta were painted or colored in with markers or crayons. but once they began mass producing them and had to use a printing press they were all too bulky. Once the traders found out about these books and wanted some for their own children, the business grew. 
There was now a full printing press/publishing office set up in town. They used engraving plates to mass produce illustrations and had to use colored pencils to color everything in by hand because they were the thinnest tool available. 
Katie confided that the Kanta became much more involved with the outside world largely because they needed to trade for materials to help recreate things from home but that it had ended up benefiting everyone involved. Unbelievable. An entire economy set up because of the desire for some kids' books.
Abby was astounded by how much she had accomplished in such a short time. A mind like hers had been wasted back in their world.
She majored in political science because it was one of the shorter programs and her health made taking on more than twelve credits per semester difficult. She had no idea what she wanted to actually do with her life and ended up taking the first part-time job she could find post-graduation.
A benefit of working in a school is that you have a lot of time off. Three day weekends, spring break, Christmas break, summers… Katie admitted that she went with that job in no small part because of all the time off for doctors' appointments, physical therapy, and plain old recovering from exhaustion.
Her time was entirely consumed by going to work, going to the doctor, and consuming as much media as possible. Because she was a curious soul, instead of wasting all of her time on Netflix like some people she primarily focused on nonfiction.
Her memory for details was incredible. There was no way Abby would have been able to remember enough about random things like crayons and markers enough to actually make one later.

Katie Pullman, a chronically ill girl who spends her life immersed in fiction, suddenly finds herself inside a novel she has read. Thrown right into the thick of things, she desperately tries to keep the plot intact but happy endings aren't always as they seem...

Lila recomposed himself from the shock of seeing a perfect tetracast and started to treat things more seriously.


"Sorry, Riwall, please, go on about what you were going to say."


"After thinking a lot about it, I think I know what the System is."


"Which is?"


"Rationality. The System is a manifestation of rationality. It can both react to an action or provoke one. Nothing is out of the scope of rationality, so it adapts its behavior to accommodate new circumstances."


Lila heard many people try defining something as abstract with so few words. Riwall's was among the best she ever heard.


"And where does enchanting fit in your theory?"


"You called it cheating, but I think its an oversimplification. Enchanting is the art of turning the System's rationality to your own benefit. Rationality relies on patterns, predictability. An enchantment makes use of the language of rationality to make the System react in the way you programmed it to do."


Lila smiled at his brief yet precise explanation. She would use a few different words here and there, but the core of his understanding was more than enough to proceed in their teachings.


"I gotta say, since I met you, there has been no shortage of excitement. You certainly lived up to the fanfare Eleanor made about you back at the manor ha ha ha!"


He felt delighted whenever his masters praised him. None of them had a personality that would give praises without merits.


"Follow me. I have some books that I want you to study before our next class." 


Riwall had to run back to his room while balancing over 30 books. If he opted for more than one trip, he would be late for Edward's training. Since his hellish first training under Eleanor, he really missed living in a society with a Child Protective Service.


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His day progressed without incidents worthy of note. He even managed to get his first crafting skills on smithing and then woodworking, albeit only on the first level as both Theodas and Hobb did not let him craft anything on his own yet, only take part in a few steps while working as an assistant for them.


As soon as he had some time alone with Lila's books, he and Friday began their usual process of reading all of them and compiling a new one.


Friday's assumption that she would be able to start a compendium about enchanting was right. The books had a lot of incorrect and imprecise information about many things, but there was enough for her to start understanding the mysterious language that could manipulate the System to do their bidding.


Its complexity was off the charts, even for Friday's mighty processing power. For now, all she could do was come up with designs that could only provoke simple, yet powerful, effects. Most of them consisted of flat % increases in a chosen thing, like armor resistance, body reaction speed, mana efficiency, and a few others. They had already come up with some combinations to complement their fighting style but opted to do it only after checking things with Lila.


The next day was the same thing, Eleanor training was as hard as ever, and the crafting classes were still theoretical. The only thing he was looking for was Lila's class.


"Hello, Master! You look stunning today!"


That elicited only a light chuckle from Lila.


"So young and already trying to charm his teachers? Hmm, I wonder what Eleanor would think of this behavior." She said while pensively rubbing her chin.


The mere prospect of having to talk to Eleanor about something like that sent shivers down his spine.


"No need for that Master, it was just an innocent compliment, no ulterior motives."


"Ha ha, I'm just kidding. Now, time is of essence, did you read the books I told you to?"


"Yes, and I also started a compendium on the subject."


The compendium picked her interest. Hector seemed to love the books he came up with and even had some of them published under his name with Riwall's authorization.


Master and student sat beside each other, and he began showing her what he learned.


"... and this intersection here sets off a reaction that results in the rounding of a number to always be up, regardless if the fraction should be rounded down under normal circumstances." He concluded.


She already knew about this phenomenon and its causes, but to see a 10-year-old learn about it alone was too shocking.


Lila was no beginner on the subject. Although Riwall's compendium was a great work, it was very far from perfect. At first glance, she saw dozens of mistakes that had already been noticed and rectified by enchanters of the past. He had no practical experience, so everything he wrote came from books meant for beginners.


Riwall took no offense when she started to pinpoint every incorrect assumption or effect he wrote. Her remarks were followed by lengthy explanations that Friday would include in her next revisions of the compendium. It was a truly enlightening experience for Riwall and Friday.


With all he was learning, he knew that few would be able to stop him if he played his cards right in the future.


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Things were progressing well on the kids' life. Although they lived and trained together, they still kept hidden their own stats and skill levels. Not that they distrusted each other, but because there were only downsides in doing so. If one of them was captured or for some reason spilled the beans, their potential enemies could be better prepared to fight them. But as they lived and trained together, knowing each other stats and skills would add absolutely nothing to their synergy and strategies.


As taught by their masters, the numbers were not an accurate representation of someone's prowess. For example, Riwall had a capped <Archery> and <Edged Weapon Combat>, yet, Greg and Anna would wipe the floor with him in their respective fields. He soon accepted the truth that his strength lies in his adaptability, not in any specialty.


Although they settled on the interpretation that the System was the epitome of rationality, it surely did not look like it in some aspects. Take the numbers representing attributes and skill levels, what good were they if someone with a lower skill level could still demonstrate higher prowess than someone with a much higher level?


None of their masters answered this question, not even a random soldier that he approached and asked about it. But this experience was enlightening in its own way, for this seemingly innocent question led to several others that changed his perception of his surroundings.


As they were kids, Riwall attributed others' unwillingness in teaching them or giving a few tips as simply not caring for these children or being afraid of repercussions from their masters. What he found out instead, was that they were under strict orders or oaths to not interact with them above a certain level of friendliness.


The soldier he randomly questioned was a new face around the barracks and happened to be on his way to his first briefing meeting. He was a kind and well-mannered fellow that told Riwall that it would be unwise for him to answer any question related to his skills, for this was the role of his masters. The follow up to this question is what shocked Riwall the most.


"But why would it influence my training? I mean, are there any consequences if one learns something before a certain age?" Riwall asked after the man refused to tell him more about skill levels.


"The consequences are not directly related to the System or anything of the sort. The problem is that knowing about it will change the student's mentality and severely cripple his development speed. Nobles usually don't care much about it and teach their kids everything as soon as they learn how to read and write, but they have the best resources, equipment, and teachers to make up for the loss."


"So a noble will never realize its own potential?"


"Oh, I said the exact opposite of that. A noble's job is different from a commoner's. They are meant to rule since their birth, their sole responsibility is to know more than the others and be able to guide them in the right direction. Their skills will be on the lower spectrum, true, but with the best teachers, equipment, and elixirs, they can push their attributes higher and compensate for the low skills by combining the former with high levels. Nobles are always organizing levelling caravans during summer and fall seasons."


"I see..." Riwall had a thoughtful expression and was stroking his chin. "You told me a lot of things no one ever said before, not even our masters. Why would they hide it from us?"


The soldier scratched his head with a regretful expression.


"I think I was supposed to learn about the reasons in the briefing that I was just going right now, I vaguely remember someone recommending me to not talking to any of the kids before being briefed by the commander." He let out an exasperated sigh. "I think I may have disobeyed an order that I was just about to receive. Well, as my papa used to say, 'what is a fart for someone who already shat their pants?'. Bring your next question, kid!" The soldier suddenly had a determined expression and seemed to be enjoying his little rebellious act.


Riwall was not one to miss an opportunity like this.


"I know you will not answer questions about things that could impact my training, but can you tell me if you have ever heard about three kids being trained here?"


"Can't say I have. These barracks were not meant to be active anymore. A few years ago, they built new ones and moved most of the personnel to it. From what I heard, the Lord himself assigned this build to the Farsteels and gave them free rein. There were rumors at the time about a secret project going on, but no one could get in here and everyone working and training here were oath-bound to not share any information."


Friday quickly prevented Riwall's face from showing his surprise.


"And no other noble made any attempt to investigate it?"


"Kid, I'm just a common soldier, all I know about here came from gossip I heard on taverns and brothels. There were some whispers about a few failed attempts to infiltrate here, but this place has as many enchantments as a fortress. I'm sorry, if I don't leave now, I will not hear the end of it. See ya, kid!" He noticed how much time he was wasting and rushed to the Commander's Office.


{The more I learn about this world's magic or my situation, the more confused I get.}


[You seem to always forget that you, Anna and Gregory are only 10-year-old! Why bother any of you with problems too complicated even for adults. Yes, there is a hidden agenda around here, and yes, they are hiding some things related to the System from you. But is it any different from what they did to kids back on Earth? In my opinion, even the whole life oath stuff and the fourth wave were disclosed much too soon.]


{Here I am worrying about things outside of my control again, you are right Friday, I'm still just 10-year-old. I will just go play with Anna and Greg and enjoy what's left of my childhood.} There was no arguing around this fact, he just had to suck it up and let things happen on the due time.


And so he went to his friends to pass the time before their next training session. Greg was lying on his bed reading one of the books Riwall had compiled while Anna was snoring on the top bunk.


{Tsk. She is still as lazy as ever. All she did all day was training, eating, sleeping, and reading fairy tails. I still can't understand her decision to not take any crafting classes.} He thought while shaking his head.


"Who's up for a tag game?!" He screamed at the top of his lungs.


As kids, both Anna and Greg jumped to their feet immediately.


[Enjoy it Riwall, you have the privilege of enjoying a childhood for the second time. Many live their entire life wishing for this.] 


Friday did not give voice to these thoughts of her. The truth was that she managed to save all of Riwall's memories from Temelth by compressing them and hiding in her database. She knew that John, Riwall's previous life, loved his family above all else, remembering about them would only bring him pain and keep him from enjoying what he wished the most as John. To be a child again.

The dawn of Emotion Based A.I.s is here, John is the fifth test subject to have an AI implemented in his brain, and so far the first one to survive.

Blinded by the dream of immortality, the researchers push the tests to inhumane standards. John is obligated to take part in sessions of torture designed to test the limits of the AI influence over the physical and mental health. What was supposed to be a new beginning in life turns into living hell.

An (un)lucky twist ends his life. John then reincarnates with his AI in a new world where a System influences the interaction between Magic and Matter. With seemingly limitless potential and a game-like system influencing the world, the hero sets on his journey.

--AUTHOR NOTE, PLEASE READ--

I will state here my promises to you, potential reader:

1. No harem! I don't trust myself to make a harem feel natural or healthy, I never met any person who has a personality that can adapt and live in a harem for reasons that are not monetary, so I can't draw inspiration from real life. Sorry!;

2. The enemies will not be bland and illogically mean. Some may feel like that at first, but I will take great care in fleshing them out, trust me. You may end up hating some, but you won't be able to deny that they had their reasons for what they did;

3. I am using a paid (and expensive) automated editor tool, and I take longer to write because I take my time in editing the stuff I write. I am aiming to improve and I will not shy away from constructive criticism, nor take offense for no reason;

4. Characters will die and will suffer, some will get over the tragedies and improve, others will not be as resilient.

5. This novel has a lot of ground to cover, it is neither a short story, a manual on crafting, or the script of some action scene. There will be both time skips and oversimplifications of some actions for the sake of moving the story forward. Time skips will be more prominent in the first 30 chapters. I will describe crafting processes and fights with more detail if they are essential for the chapter;

6. If I took my time describing something, it's because it is important. I hate novels that wastes time describing useless stuff. If you skim over something, the chances are that something in the future will not make sense. I am an adept of "Chekhov's gun" principle;

7. If in the future Webnovel comes to offer me a contract, I will first reach for the readers to know their opinion and see if they want to donate through other sites or not. It would be a dream come true to live of writing, but not if the cost is the alienation from the people that supported me along the way;

8. I already have 31k words on my auxiliary documents, I have a plan for the story, and I will not be making changes even if someone ends up noticing some foreshadowing and figures out what will happen. The story comes first.

9. I have a wife, a job that demands 9h every day and courses related to my job (lawyer) three days of the week, it's unlikely that I will be able to do mass releases at all. I will have a healthy amount of chapters to be able to post at least 1 chapter every day continually. Don't worry.

10. I will read all the comments. I will listen to all you have to say and will try my best to accommodate demands as long as they do not hamper the path I prepared.

11. There is an arc that spans the entire novel. Each volume will be an arc in itself while progressing a little bit of the main arc. Every arc will have one or more main antagonists.


I think that's it! Thank you for reading it all. Have an awesome time reading my first novel!! <3

Once the decision was made to leave quickly, it didn't take long, for them to gather everything up. Thanks to the system, he was able to absorb their entire farm. Marvin, Bart, and the other farmhands all agreed to come with them.

With their consent, he was able to absorb the entire surrounding area as well. Now that it was tucked away inside the space, it would remove any evidence, while allowing his parents and everyone to come along.

Popping up around the already existing farm inside his spatial world, they were quickly greeted by the citizens. His parents wouldn't be bored, they were recognized by the system, which gave them a lot of permissions.

His father saw men fishing, off to the side of a small stream. Kissing his wife, he grabbed some of his fishing equipment, eager to join them. Laughing playfully, she handed him the tackle box, when he came back a minute later.

Heading over to the restaurant, she saw that the menu was missing a few things. Putting on an apron, she headed into the pantry to gather some ingredients. The legendary 'home cooking' was about to be added to the menu.

Seeing the world for the first time, the farmhands and their families were impressed. This was an amazing place, clean and free of danger. Witnessing the farm, they saw how it sprouted its own crops while absorbing others.

Everyone could see, that not only was it a much better location, but they'd also have a lot more free time to relax and enjoy themselves. Naturally, people would work to increase the space, mixing a bit of the spatial earth and water each day.

Taking steps to ensure that everyone stayed happy and healthy, Zanir introduced a new building. Titled the 'Recreation Room', it was a building that had a single large room, sectioned off into a few different spaces.

The main section was the largest, there were a few tables, where people could eat together or relax and play games. He'd produced a few basic dice and cards, using the system to print out a few books, that detailed the various games you could play.

Off to one side, there a sectioned off area, where younger children could play. It was padded to ensure they couldn't hurt themselves. It was filled with a variety of bright and colorful toys, he'd hoped they would like them.

Using the system, he'd produced some wooden blocks with letters on them. They could be stacked and arranged. There were also various toy figurines carved out, varying from knights and mages to boats and carriages.

He'd also placed a few basic coloring books, using wax the system dyed as crayons. Making sure they were safe and non-toxic, he knew these would delight the children. Before moving on, he also created a set of building blocks.

Interconnecting pieces, allowed them to build anything they wanted to. With all of these things, the kids here would be happier. That, in turn, would also make the parents happier. Moving over to the last section, he wanted to create something for the older residents.

Transforming the final section, he designed it into a comfortable mini parlor. Blocking off some of the noise, it would give them a quiet spot where they could relax. With several comfortable recliner style chairs, they could relax in here together.

To help keep their minds sharp, he put in several things, like chess and checkers. There were also several kinds of crossword puzzles, word searches, and numbers games like Sudoku. Stepping back, he inspected his work.

Satisfied, he looked around and saw that it had something for all ages and groups. Hopefully, this would become, a place where the community could gather, to both have fun and relax. The last thing he wanted, was for anyone to feel stifled or trapped in the spatial world.

With the introduction and overview complete, he cut the big red ribbon in front of the building. Everyone cheered and clapped, people only had the simplest games and toys here, not even the largest cities had a dedicated rec room.

It didn't take long for everyone to shuffle in, exploring the area. The kids were the fastest, they all ran in, screaming with delight when they saw so many toys. Seeing the various kids playing together, the parents were moved.

Children were inherently innocent for the most part; they didn't discriminate against people. The farmhand's children had no issue playing with the kids who were formerly homeless. Kids just see another kid, there wasn't a distinction in social class.

Now that the children had started playing, their parents sat together in the middle section, watching over them. Introducing themselves, they quickly made friends, learning how to play card and dice games. Talking about their respective kids, the parents found out they had a lot in common.

With noisy kids playing, the older crowd moved into the mini parlor area. Seeing the comfy recliners and chairs, they helped each other get settled in. Soon they were chatting happily about 'the good old days'.

Bringing out the puzzles and games, they were also having a great time, seeing such strange new ideas and concepts. Looking at everyone, having fun and enjoying the building, his friends and family were very proud.

This would go a long way to improving everyone's morale, which was a key aspect of the spatial world. It would also kill two birds with one stone, both being the right thing to do, while also gaining him more points, from even happier citizens.

Now that he'd taken his family, friends, and even his home with him, it was time to go. He wanted to stop by Trostin, completing his deals quickly there, before setting off for the first mission. With nothing holding him back, any longer, he was now free to travel the world at large.

"Wait, if you can make coloring books, doesn't that mean you can make comic books?"

"Haha, just make a list of what you want Dante. I'll see how much they cost from my system."

Taking a few guards out of the system, he repaired the land, so it wasn't completely barren, while Dante got the carriage ready. Once they finished up, they headed down the road towards Trostin.

Join our protagonist Zanir Coffey as he unlocks the mysterious Dimension System which allows him to absorb the environment around him.

Seemingly able to absorb an endless amount of material, he will have to use this new system to survive in a brutal new world.

Armed with the knowledge of modern day technology and his ability to manipulate the world around him, he will craft an empire the likes of which have never been seen.

To reach his final goal he will have to go far beyond a single planet, in a single dimension. His journey will take him to the stars and beyond.

After munching the forbidden apples that were really sweet , they headed back, home.
"Where were you, I thought you were studying but the room was empty, at this rate both of you won't be able to get into the Royal Academy." Scarlet bursted as soon as she saw the kids
"Manny (Luna calls scarlet manny) I don't want to study in that academy it's scary" (Luna)
"Me too, I don't want to go there without Luna" Dan joined in
"So what do you plan on doing, by not attending the Academy? Do you even know it's a great opportunity for you to make future, I don't want to hear anything else,go to the library and bring some books for your self, and I don't want them to be some kind of fairytale "
"Okay" both of them replied 

At the library. It was not a huge place but it had many books, all of them were new arrival because the owner would bring new stock every month and sell the old ones to the villagers. 
When they entered the library, there eyes glittered at the sight of the new books, they had read many books just for fun purpose in there spare time that was when they were not busy ruining people's business. It became a hobby, they liked reading.
"Mr are these all new books?" Luna said with excitement 
"Yes dear" the librarian was a sweet person who liked them a lot
"Can we borrow some, manny wants us to study hard so we can get into the royal Academy."(Luna)
"Yes you can, just select the books you want " (librarian)
Both of them started checking the racks
"Should we take history, or mathematics,or geography....."(Dan)
"History, mathematics,geography I want all of them" Luna 
"I think we should take two and come here tomorrow and read the rest here"(Dan)
"Okay" Luna took two books and went to the librarian, after that they hurried back home

"Manny we got ourselves the books and now we are going to study so don't disturb us" Luna shouted as she entered the house and went inside the study ,therethey sat and read for a long time. It was dinner time and there stomachs were grumbling like monsters
"I think we should eat something" Luna said while looking at her tummy
"Me too" Dan 
Both of them went to the table and sat to eat, to an outsider it would look like a complete family. Happily they finished there food and went back to there room. Scarlet would read them a story before they went to sleep.

"Once upon a time there was a beautiful girl, her name was Ella. She had a stepmother and two step sisters they treated her very badly. In the kingdom where Ella lived was ruled by a wise king who wanted his son to marry the right person so the country will remain prosperous.
The prince was always surrounded by loud women which made him fell uncomfortable but one day at the ball, he found a maiden who was not interested in him and ran away when the prince came to her. She ran away but accidentally left a shoe behind. The prince searched the whole country and at last found the maiden that was named Ella. He married her and they lived happily ever after..." (scarlet)
"How was the story?" (Scarlet)
"I don't like it" Luna said with a dissatisfied expression 
"Why do you not like it?" (Scarlet)
"I don't know but I just don't like it,it's stupid." Luna protested but was sleepy because of the long day so she fell asleep

There days passed just like usual and they kept on growing up, Luna forgot about her mama and papa her sister, because they never came to meet her and nobody talked about them so they just slipped out of her mind. In the village everyone treated her like a human unlike back at were she was. People didn't question her hair colour or eye colour, they didn't give much heed to it, Luna and Dan studied hard because scarlet wanted them to enter the royal academy where only the nobles and the extremely talented commoners could attend. 
In the passing three years they learned many skills, but they were still working on perfecting there weapons. Both the kids became great at swords , twin swords, archery and stuff but by great it doesn't mean they had learned it al, it was just better then that of kids of there own age.And each passing year they started becoming greater threat to the fruit trees in the neighbourhood, but just like every good time this too had its end when Dan had to leave for the academy. Dan was selected as one of the scholar ship student. Luna still had three years to enter the academy as it started at 12 and a student graduated at the age of 18. 
"So are you really leaving?" Luna said with disappointed expression 
"I still have two months, we can still play for that long" Dan replied
"But what am I gonna do after you leave?" (Luna)
"You can make new friends"(Dan)
"No I don't want new friends, I want to come with you" Luna pouted
"Sure you can come when you are of age"(Dan)
"But I will have to wait three years for that"(Luna)
"Luna why don't you just wait, I am also sad" (Dan)
While they were talking they heard a knock on the door, it was Stark he called both of them outside.
"Both of you have trained hard for past few years and now it's time to show what you really are made up of, the village chief said that there is trouble going on in the northern mountains, I want both of you to go there and solve it, you have two weeks time" he left after he said that
"Is he out of his mind, the north is the most peaceful place, and I haven't heard anything going on wrong with that place so why is he sending us there" (Luna)
"Silly you never really understood him did you? He saw you sad so felt the need of sending you on a vacation " Dan " seriously how dense can you get"

Luna is never completely accepted by the duke’s family, even though the duke and duchess treats her as there own daughter but many make her feel that she is odd one in the crowd. But that is only until the king orders the duke to sent her away to a village far away from the main city. There she meets Dan and Felix. The childhood friendships grow stronger and Luna thinks this is life, but the real truth about her birth is revealed when she is accepted as a student of the Royal academy. There friendship remains firm even when they meet life with different colours.....

It was May 16th. The town seemed tranquil and peaceful. Jiang Shiguang was sitting on the threshold, smoking a water pipe whose bubbling could be heard clearly. The town hadn’t been quiet since April when non-native soldiers started to pass by and catch people now and then. He hoped to avoid them, thus moved back to the village where the property of the Jiangs was. Staying with his third son and taken care of by his daughter-in-law, he was leading a comfortable life.
His son had gone to work in the fields while his daughter-in-law was busy making dinner. Their life was getting harder while their family bigger. The government sent petty officers to collect grain taxes regularly. Bandits and the army passing by often disturbed their life. To the unarmed common people, the ones carrying guns were all lords. Recently, it had been said that the government was arresting communists and had killed a lot. Jiang Shiguang was hoping that the defeated troops wouldn’t pass by their village. 
While his mind was wandering, Jiang Shiguang pulled hard on the pipe. The bubbling was getting louder. He was considering when to go back to town when some kids started to make a racket in the distance.
The old man stood up quickly, put the water pipe on the ground and said: “These children are just fooling around on such a fine day. What a waste! Don’t children read anymore? Don’t they need to seek an official position in the future?” Saying this, he went over and intended to give them a lecture.
Jiaxing was a place where reading had been a common practice in the past generations. 27 people had passed imperial examinations and took places, including Number One Scholar, bangyan1, tanhua2 and chuanlu3. Jiang Shiguang had studied in a private school built with family funds when he had been young, but he hadn’t been liked by the teacher, so he had dropped out eventually. Now he was old and couldn’t stand people wasting time instead of studying. One hand holding the water pipe, he lifted his gown with the other, patted it and walked towards the village entrance.
Huang Xuan was surrounded by kids. A trained plane traveler would have plenty of ideas for such situation, but Huang Xuan didn’t have any. He just stood there, embarrassed, unable to make a move.
Since all the zippers of Huang Xuan’s clothes had been taken off by Rolin and dropped in P112, presently he was in rags like a hobo, with the flyer open. At the sight of this weirdly-dressed person, the kids started laughing wildly and surrounded him.
It was time to go to work in the fields. Although it was not the busy farming season, few adults could be seen in the village. The ones who stayed at home and occasionally walked about usually couldn’t discipline these kids and most probably would join the onlookers laughing at Huang Xuan. It was until Jiang Shiguang came that the crowd broke up in a hubbub.
Jiang Shiguang looked closely at Huang Xuan, who had fair skin, clean fingernails, and no calluses on his hands. He was wearing clothes similar to the ones in the shops run by foreigners in quality and material; although in rags with dust and a few stains on, he looked neat. He had an affected expression but was livelier than his peers in the village. Although Jiang Shiguang hadn’t seen any significant scenes in his lifetime, to him, this hopefulness was rarely seen in bumpkins.
Thinking this, Jiang Shiguang half bowed with hands folded in front and said respectfully: “Mister, have you been robbed by bandits? Are you alone?”
Although the Revolution of 19114 had been over for more than a decade, the Republic of China (1912-1949) had been plagued by bandit problem ever since. The villagers’ life was related to bandits in innumerable ways. Jiangjia Village was no exception. It had allied with other villages to seek protection, but the disturbance of bandits still couldn’t be avoided completely. However, because the village was near the town, the bandits wouldn’t be seen in hordes. The reason why Jiang Shiguang had asked that question was to find out who the person in front of him was. 
Seeing the children run away, Huang Xuan exhaled deeply, much relieved. Hearing Jiang Shiguang asked, he bowed back with hands folded in front and said: “I am apart from my family and am looking for a hotel to stay. Do you know where I can find one?”
“This place is far from the main road,” Jiang Shiguang switched hands to hold the pipe, came nearer and said: “You can stay in my house. There is a spare room.”
Actually, Huang Xuan had no money for the hotel. Hearing the offer, he didn’t decline and said with a smile: “Sorry for putting you to trouble!”
“No trouble at all,” Jiang Shiguang said while leading the way: “There is plenty of space in the countryside. Besides, who never had moments in need?”
Huang Xuan had participated in such dialogues so many times that he was proficient at it. Although the time had changed, and people might say different polite formulas, the gist remained to talk nonsense and to cotton up. After some chatter, Huang Xuan felt relaxed. On the other hand, Jiang Shiguang judged that this was a rich kid from another place who was unfamiliar with local customs but well-educated, which was enough to find a free place to stay in Jiaxing. 
Ganpu Town was where Jiang’s ancestral house was located. The house looked a little old but far from being run down. The main house in the center of the village had been built with blue bricks. The tiles were of the length of at least two palms, stretching in front of the vermilion gate. Over the gate was hanging the stone horizontal inscribed board saying “Haichang Jiang’s Residence”. On both sides of the gate were the couplet saying: “Majestic mountains are located in the north of North Lake; beautiful hills are situated in the west of West Brook.”
The handwriting was great, better than the ones Huang Xuan had seen at his grandpa’s house. Huang Xuan had an idea. He twitched his mouth slightly and said: “Can you check it?”
“No problem.” Without the interruption of the planes of the same grade, Rolin could hear anything he wanted to. He added: “Searching for information needs a net connection, which is a waste of energy.”
“I will fix the net access as soon as I am back,” Huang Xuan comforted Rolin as he followed Jiang Shiguang.
Seeing Huang Xuan noticed the ancestral house, Jiang Shiguang slowed down his steps and said: “Ten years ago, the books collected by the Jiangs were all stored here. Tens of boats were engaged in transporting them then.” He ended the sentence with his chin raised.
Jiaxing City had long since enjoyed the atmosphere of collecting books, which started from around the Southern Song Dynasty (1127-1279) and prevailed during the Ming Dynasty (1368-1644). Although it had declined in vigor since Emperor Xianfeng, in the villagers’ mind, continuing the family by reading had inevitable ties with the amount of the collected books. A library had been an essential part of the houses of wealthy and influential families, one of which the Jiang family had been.
Huang Xuan was surprised and smiled with reserve, which satisfied Jiang’s vanity. At the same time, Rolin’s news arrived. “This building was Xijiang cottage, where Jiang Guangyu placed his collected books ten years ago. According to the history, they were moved to Yanfen cottage.”
“Are they worthwhile?” Huang Xuan looked at the house with old world charm, fantasied. If he wanted to continue plane travels, he needed money to buy energy.
Rolin paused, seeming to be searching for information, then said: “According to the material, there are 100,000 volumes which, according to history, will be donated to the Chinese government in the 1950s.”
“Do you mean that we will be found out?”
“No, we won’t. Just because rare editions and best editions are seldom to be found doesn’t mean they are the only existing copy. Even if they are said to be, they can’t be proved to be indeed the only one. However, the head of the Jiangs cherished books. It wouldn’t be easy to find these books.” Rolin sounded more and more human. His wording had been more and more accurate, but Huang Xuan’ attention was still on the books. He said in frustration: “I was thinking about taking some books back.”
It was said that scholars loved books. Impoverished scholars liked to copy books and to aim at reading numerous books. Rich scholars even had higher standards. They not only had demands on the content of the books but also hoped to find the only existing copies and rare best editions. Therefore, the price of valuable books had been higher and higher since the Song Dynasty. As Huang Xuan knew, the ten-plus books in his father’s study were worth a million. His grandfather had traded a painting of Zhang Daqian5 for a Song Dynasty block-printed edition with small characters after which he shouted excitedly that he had made a fortune. Thinking this, he couldn’t resist his itch to find the books.
Seeing Jiang Shiguang was still absorbed in vanity, Huang Xuan said to Rolin quietly: “So, you mean no book-sellers nearby?”
“The information is insufficient, but according to the analysis, the private libraries in Jiaxing had been run-down since Emperor Xianfeng. With enough money, we are supposed to be able to purchase many books. However, there are still problems.”
“What kind of problems?”
“Although books are fragile and plane travels don’t take into account their storage methods, they consume much more energy than grains. According to the present energy storage, I suggest the weight of the books be under 5 kg.”
Huang Xuan twitched his lips. Buying books by the kilogram. Only Rolin could do such things. Now that he had known everything, he focused on old man Jiang and intended to get more information.

 
Notes:
Bangyan: a title for the scholar placed second in the highest imperial examination in the Ming and Qing Dynasties.
Tanhua: a title conferred on the third-place winner in the highest imperial examination in the Ming and Qing Dynasties.
Chuanlu: a title conferred on the fourth-place winner in the highest imperial examination in the Ming and Qing Dynasties.
The Revolution of 1911 was led by Dr. Sun Yat-sen which overthrew the Qing Dynasty.
Zhang Daqian: a famous painter and calligrapher in China.


Many people felt frustrated by the lack of knowledge after time travel.

Many took their laptops with them during time travel and fell into an awkward situation with deficient electricity.

Many others took the troops with them and found that there were only logistics of 19th century.

Countless predecessors had died on the way, numerous on the land of another world. 

A large number of people had achieved both success and fame after time travel, but failed to find the way back home. 

Do you still regret not remembering the formula of glass?
Are you still confused about the ingredients of gunpowder?
Are you still trying to perfect the shape of mirrors?

Nowadays, a lot of colleges and universities are rushing about, looking for sponsorship; many institutions are drifting along the wave of bank notes; a host of experts’ and professors’ subjects have been brought to a halt  because they are short of funds.

There is a solution to every problem.
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