Just little things that sometimes help me with writing and my thoughts of different forms of writing.

Some tips I highly advise you take before you start writing :)



Zhang Zian was Pi's only friend. The other elves in the pet shop could talk but Pi couldn't, and Pi was the only elfin that could type, so Pi found it difficult to communicate with others. Zhang Zian had always been worried about Pi. When he couldn't keep it company, who could relieve its loneliness?

In China, it was forbidden to have primates as pets, so Pi couldn't appear before humans. Zhang Zian couldn't explain to others that Pi wasn't an animal, it was an elfin, ruling out the possibility of Pi making friends in real life. 

Zhang Zian felt that the Internet was a good space to make friends. As the saying goes, on the Internet, nobody knows who you are.

Pi carefully thought about his suggestion, nodded, and typed: I'll try it.

So, Zhang Zian helped it join the group established by the readers. The application was approved almost instantly. The readers in the group were so exhilarated seeing that Pi had joined the group.

"Are you the author?"

"Are you really the author?"

"Are you actually the author of Pet King?"

Everyone asked questions one after another.

Zhang Zian looked at Pi with encouragement. Having just learned the skill, Pi captured the screen of the platform for authors on the Qidian website and sent the image to the group. Then Pi typed: Hello, everyone. I'm the author of Pet King. Thank you for your support!

The readers were even more excited, expressing their love of the book and their curiosity about the author.

Pi was bemused, not knowing what questions to answer first or how to answer them. Fortunately, the group's manager helped Pi in a timely manner. 

[Killed by A Sword]: Everyone, don't harass the author. You'll delay Popo's writing. 

Zhang Zian was surprised. They've given Pi a nickname?!

"Eeek."

Pi smiled. It seemed to like the nickname.

Pi found that the readers were very friendly. Whether they were discussing the plot of Pi's book or talking about their life experiences, they were very polite, which was completely different from what Pi had imagined. Every once in a while, Pi would slip in one or two sentences to express its own opinions. Each comment from Pi was praised by the readers, who would subsequently ask Pi a series of questions or urge Pi to release more chapters, making Pi feel overwhelmed again. 

As Zhang Zian watched the interaction between Pi and the readers, he knew it was a great idea to ask Pi to join the Book Group.

While chatting with the readers, Pi refreshed the website from time to time. Previously, the number of readers who had put Pet King in their libraries was 9,853. Now, the number was increasing.

9,887.

9,923.

9,945.

9,972.

Finally, the number became 9,999.

Zhang Zian held his breath, and Pi minimized the chat room window. Their eyes stared at the number, waiting for the moment when it became ten thousand.

However, reality was different from their expectations. When Pi refreshed the website once again, the number decreased to 9,998.

"Eeek."

Pi lowered its head. Every time it saw the number decline, it'd be so frustrated and thought that the readers gave up reading the book because of its poor writing. 

"Pi, raise your head."

Zhang Zian patted its shoulder, comforting it. "Pi, you have to remember that your novel isn't the Renminbi and it will never be liked by everyone. You should know that only two out of ten customers actually decide to buy my pets. Money means nothing to me." 

Pi raised its head and pointed at its chest. The gesture meant: You should be ashamed of what you just said.

However, Zhang Zian's joke had helped Pi regain its confidence and courage. Pi quickly forgot the one reader who had just left and refreshed the webpage again.

10,000

"Eeek!" Pi danced with joy. 

"Finally, 10,000! High-five!" Zhang Zian raised his right palm.

Pi lifted its small pink hand and gently hit Zhang Zian's palm. Zhang Zian wanted to celebrate, but his cell phone suddenly rang.

He took out his cell phone, thinking that it was a message from an acquaintance or merchant. He was surprised to find that Pet Hunter had opened with new three tips. 

[Game Tips]: Congratulations! Your Molecule Monkey has collected enough Strength of Faith to upgrade!

[Game Tips]: Your Molecule Monkey is currently an Elite level elfin. After upgrading, it will become an Elite/Premier elfin. 

[Game Tips]: Are you upgrading now? If you choose "No," you can upgrade it later.

[Yes/No, remind me later]

Zhang Zian was stunned. It was his first time encountering the upgrade of an elfin. 

His palm was still touching Pi's, so Zhang Zian could feel its temperature that was slightly higher than that of humans. He looked at Pi, who was staring at the computer screen with joy and refreshing the page with the other to see the number increase.  

Zhang Zian glanced at the computer screen. The Add to Library number had become 10,031.

Although he didn't pay attention to the time, he believed that the game's upgrade option popped up when the number had reached 10,000.

Was that a coincidence?

"Pi, I'm going to the bathroom. Stay here by yourself for a while. By the way, don't just chat with the readers, start writing," he said, taking his hand back.

Pi nodded and excitedly launched the Word document. However, the novelty of joining the group hadn't yet passed, and Pi still occasionally looked at the chatroom.

Zhang Zian entered the bathroom, closed the door, and said in a low voice, "Navigation Elfin, are you there?"

[Navigation Elfin]: At your service.

A flashing light appeared on the screen of Zhang Zian's cell phone. 

"Navigation Elfin, is this 'upgrade' the kind I imagined?" he asked, thinking that the Navigation Elfin would be able to understand what he meant without explanation. 

[Navigation Elfin]: Yes, the upgraded Molecule Monkey won't disappear, unless it's downgraded due to losing its Strength of Faith.

"Are there any side effects?" he asked with concern.

[Navigation Elfin]: There are no side effects.

There was no reason that the Navigation Elfin would lie, Zhang Zian believed it. "Thank you, I have no other questions."

[Navigation Elfin]: Enjoy playing your game!

The light disappeared.

Zhang Zian took a deep breath, and clicked "Yes."

[Game Tips]: Your Molecule Monkey is upgrading. Please wait!


1. Download a suspicious game
2. Catch a few magical pets as partners
3. Go through interesting daily routines and lead the pet shop to a whole new level

Debbie didn't comment much about Scarlet's errand as she kept the poker face.
"Welcome back."
Scarlet nodded and tried to wipe the smile off her face. The governess noted that despite the calm mask on the blogger's face, Scarlet's eyes were livelier now. The lady was glad that her little assignment had done the trick.
"I was able to look through most of the story," she informed Scarlet and the girl became more serious. "I'm impressed by your creative ideas. Can you tell me where you got the inspiration from?"
Scarlet blushed at the praise and shuffled awkwardly. "I was researching when I came across something called Cats the Musical from Broadway*... I thought that it would be easier to model some people after talking cats to better portray their struggles in a comical manner?"
Debbie looked pleased with Scarlet's response and had a huge smile on her face. "Great! While it isn't ready to be turned into a book, I think we should commemorate your very first masterpiece. Does this story have a title?"
Scarlet didn't seem to think of it in a bad way, so Debbie was secretly relieved. Rejection can be a very harsh thing for writers and she didn't want to stamp out the burning flame in Scarlet. It might not be a huge bonfire yet, but the passion was still there. Fortunately, the girl was a fighter. She accepted it with grace and moved on, seeking further improvement.
"I think we can call it 'A Catty Conversation'. Would you mind pointing out where exactly I've gone wrong?"
Debbie blinked. "All in due time, Scarlet. For a first attempt, it was very good. I just needed something to be the gauge of your current abilities before we move on from there. From what I can see, you have a rather strong grasp of the English language. The grammar and structure are not worrying. You also have an intuitive sense of how to pace your stories with a very natural way of telling it. Your characters spring to life with how you describe your scenes, although some transitions can be shaky. But don't worry, we will work on them."
The blogger nodded as she heard her mentor's feedback. "Actually, I've been thinking of a question for a while now."
"Yes?"
Scarlet hesitated. Should she admit that she wasn't a natural prodigy when it came to writing? Would Debbie no longer be impressed or will she express her disappointment? After a while, Scarlet eventually decided to go with the truth. After all, it was harder to conceal the truth with time. The blogger knew that if she was truthful right from the start, she wouldn't disappoint the editor too much. Sure, Debbie might be disappointed for a while, but maybe she would come to understand how to help Scarlet more?
"Actually, I researched some writing tips for writers online before I attempted to write something. A Catty Conversation isn't my first work. It's probably my third or fourth? I've lost count. Also, It has been revised twice and edited once before I submitted it. I just want to know, how does an author create their personal style? I've tried finding answers for there isn't a definite answer."
Debbie smiled. It's a question that all young writers ask. Sadly, not even she could give them the answer. Instead, the editor gave Scarlet her very first homework.
"It's a very good question, Scarlet. I would be rather worried if you hadn't asked about it or research anything about writing beforehand. This shows that you have a levelled head and aren't egotistical. There's definitely room for improvements for everybody in the writing world. It doesn't matter if you're young or old, have published best-sellers or won the Nobel Peace Prize. Style is something that comes over time with experience, practice and wisdom. It's not learnt or taught, it is discovered and created. Think of a writer's style as their writing personality and DNA. It's unique to every individual."
She then picked up the blank exercise book and smiled. "This is going to be a very good starter. I'd like you to write all the questions you have about writing and write them down in this book and I will answer them next week. Don't forget to decorate the book and give it a name too!"
The blogger was puzzled. "I have to give this book a name too?"
Debbie looked at her as if that Scarlet was asking if the sky was blue today. "Of course! It's only natural, right? You name the things that are precious to you. For writers, what can be more important than books?"
Scarlet didn't know what to say. One should never judge a book by their cover, and at this moment, she thinks that it is especially true for Debbie who packed her things and bid the Wilde's goodbye. On the surface, Debbie sounded sane and looked nothing out of the ordinary. However, after getting to know her tutor a little better, Scarlet decided that all writers have to be a little bit insane at the very least to produce such stories.
Once Debbie left, Scarlet looked at the book in her hand. The press plants were currently still in the processing. Tina was helping her to dry them out by pressing them in between the pages of thick phone books. Alex had also agreed to lend Scarlet some of her art supplies when the plants were ready. Scarlet was excited about how the communication diary would turn out, but for now, she had to come up with a name.
Something that means secret... Scarlet didn't really know the meaning of names, so the best way to do it was by searching it up on the internet. It didn't take her long to find a list of names that had 'secret' in their meaning.
As she scrolled down the names, one of them caught her eye. It was a name with a double meaning and Scarlet thought that it was actually perfect for her first communication diary.
"From this day forth, you shall be known as Judah!" the blogger proudly announced to the blank exercise book.
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At age 10, Scarlet Liu Xiu Wen was tested with a Mensa IQ of 156.

By age 12, she was publishing books with the pen name Permanent Frost. By age 14, she was a successful vocalist-composer in the band called Britannia. By age 16 Scarlet had a successful career as a model and actress going by the stage name of Liu Xiu Wen.

However, there was a secret that the world didn't know. Away from the limelight, Scarlet took on yet another persona online as Pirate S - the eccentric half-genius. Everyone who lurked in the forums knew her name. Known for her unusual takes on life and mostly popularly for her "Human Observation Diary" blog, Scarlet enjoys the nerd life in secret.

Human Observation Diary has always kept to a very standard format but one day, a reader pointed out that the blog has recently been differing from its usual format. Intrigued by the trigger, Scarlet investigates her latest human observation - an online NEET by the name of Jedd77.

From further interactions, Scarlet finds herself helplessly drawn to him. As their friendship develops into something more, Scarlet has to make a choice.

To give up her secrecy and allow Jedd77 to be a part of her life? Or continue the game of cat and mouse even after the face reveal.

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Harry looked at the multiple runic circles and arrays he had drawn on the wall with a frown before he took out his wand and took a few steps away from it.

Then he pointed his wand at the wall and said "Titillando" the incantation of the tickling hex and a small purple ball came out of his wand, struck the wall and got absorbed by the wall.

He waited for the wall to release the spell back at him once again but when it didn't work for half a minute, he let out a sigh and put his wand back in it's holster before walking up to the runes once again.

He was working on runes that would capture and release the spells thrown at them so that he could put them on his robes but so far, he had not met with any success.

Well, he knew from the very start that this was going to be a hard project so he was not very disheartened. He also knew that he would not be able to reflect back all the spells but that was alright.

He would eventually make his robes immune to all the spells one way or another. If he was able to reflect back some of the spells thrown at him, then that would just an additional benefit.

He gave one last look at the wall before he sat down on the desk, taking out the quill and parchment and trying to create a new runic system from the scratch before Selena came out from under his sleeves and said "Someone is coming."

He put the quill down and looked at her "Who?"

The Horned Serpent waited for a few moments, probably sensing the magic that was coming in their direction before she turned to him and replied "It's Hermione."

He nodded at her and she went back under his sleeves.

He wondered if he should make some clothes for her that would keep her safe if he ever got into a fight.

He remembered from the movies that Voldemort had put a ton of charms on his pet snake Nagini which had the effect of making her almost immune to spells. Perhaps he would be able to do something like that for Selena as well.

As he thought about that, the door opened at an excited Hermione Granger entered the room with a huge smile and he instantly became wary of her.

An excited Hermione Granger usually meant trouble for him and he could only hope that she had not she had not started some form of campaign for the welfare of the Cornish Pixies or something equally foolish like that.

His wary expression only seemed to further excite her as her smile turned wider and she came up to his desk and dropped a whole bunch of paper in front of him.

"Hello Hermione." He said, his eyes looking warily at the large bundle of papers, wondering if it was what he thought it was "Can you tell me what this is?"

"Harry. This is the manuscript of the book that you told me to write." She said happily and he almost groaned. Almost.

But he knew that showing such a negative reaction to her hard work would seriously put a dent on her growing confidence so he would never do such a thing.

Instead, he smiled and patted her cheeks affectionately "Good job Hermione. I knew you would be able to do it within the time frame."

Then he looked at the bundle of 1500 or so pages and inwardly frowned.

At the start of this holiday, he had asked Hermione to write a book for the muggle parents of the muggleborns.

It did not need to be very well written or very entertaining. It just needed to be written with the facts about the magical world that is generally not told to the muggle population by the Hogwarts teachers.

It also needed to be filled with tips on what they could do to help their magical children and what not.

In essence, it would be the first book in history written by a magical person that would help the muggle parents understand the magical world to a greater degree so that they would be able to provide their children with better support.

When he had tasked Hermione to finished this job within the time limit, he had known that she would pull through for him even if she had to pull all nighters and had even allowed her to use the time turner with him.

And she had pulled through for him.

He could guess that writing these 1500 pages must have taken her a lot of hard work and time.

But he could not really sell a 1500 pages long book to the muggle parents now could he?

So with a heavy heart he told her "Hermione. Thank you for the hard work and effort you put behind writing this thing. But we cannot publish a book with so many pages."

"Can you cut down the size of this book so that it could be about 300-500 pages long? That way even the poor muggle parents would easily be able to afford our book."

He said 'our' book because he was going to put his name as the co-author of this book even though it was Hermione who had actually written it all on her own.

He had two very important reasons to do so.

1. If the book was sold by Hermione's name, then very few people would buy it. After all, she was just a 12 year old girl so what would she know about writing the book. He had a feeling that if the book was released with just her as the author, then she would get a lot of hate from the press and that would not be good for her fragile self confidence.

2. The idea of the book was essentially his and he was also the one who had given her the topics to write and research. Plus once she cuts the book down to about 300-500 pages, he would be the one who would make the final changes along with the editing part so he was essentially the co-author of the book whether he wanted or not.

Hermione looked a little crestfallen at his words and he grimaced at that. He had not wanted the girl to feel so down.

Cutting the book to 1/3rd of it's original size was like telling her that 2/3rd of the things that she wrote were not important. That 2/3rd of her hard work and time were not important. Such a thing would hurt any person.

It was essentially his fault that such a mistake was made. When he had told her to write a book for him, he had not told her the exact amount of pages that she needed to write and had forgotten how over-the-top Hermione could be sometimes.

He stood up in order to console her but before he could do that, her expression brightened up on her own and he gave him a firm nod.

"I'll do that Harry. I'm happy as long as we could sell the book to all the non magical parents and inform them about the magical world in more detail."

And before he could even say anything else, she took the bundle of papers from his desk and left.

And he had not even read the manuscript at all.

Oh well, it looked he'll just have to believe that she would do a good job in writing the book and not just fill it with boring facts.

Hopefully her parents would be able to help her with that.

And if the book turned out to be a disaster, then they could just write a better one during their second year and publish it next year.

With that, he put such thoughts out of his mind and picked up the carving quill once again.

It was time to get back to work.


Author's Note:- I always felt that the wizards should have wrote at least a few books about the magical world for the muggles so that muggle parents would be able to understand more about the world they were sending their child into. But such a book was never shown in the movie and it was clear that there was a huge divide between the people living the magical world and the people living in the muggle world.

So if I was wizard, then I would definitely write a book for the muggle parents and I have no doubt that such a book would definitely be bought by almost every muggle parents who cared about their children.

Just my two cents :)

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Transmigration into Harry Potter world as Harry, hell yeah. There’s so much to explore in magic that other’s never did.

Dumbledrore?
Fuck him.

Canon Plot?
Fuck that too.

Voldemort?
Hmm… how to best make use of that dumb cunt who turned me into his living horcrux.

Ah… and there are a few girls in here that I always fancied so tagging them along is just a natural thing to do. Not too many. Just two or three would be best.

Now that I’m here, I’ll carve my own path for the future and if I fuck up everyone else’s life in the process. Who cares?



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<So when you said that you will tune-up my body to maximum strength, flexibility and agility does that mean I will be like I don't know Captain America?> asked Peter
Although Dreamer knew who Captain America was he knew he was supposed to be an alien so he pretended to not understand and said
<Captain who?>
<Oh yeah you don't know Captain America, So captain America is .....>
He goes on to explain Captain America



Dreamer cleverly told Peter that he would not be strong as captain America naturally but left it unsaid that with his amplification he would be stronger than him because he didn't want spider kid running around being a hero.


<So how much do I need to exercise?>
<What exercise?. I told you I will do it.>
<What don't you mean that you make it easier for me to gain muscle?>
<Kid looks like you misunderstood. You don't need to do anything all you need to have is a constant source of food and water.>
<What you mean I don't need to do anything and I will gain a body of an Athlete?>
<Kid Why are you repeating yourself. I will just need to eat certain foods and yes even those you don't like but don't worry I will create cravings for the food you need to eat and yes even for something like broccoli etc.>


<Wow I didn't even know people could have cravings for Broccoli.>
<Nows that's out of the way, Kid I want you to organise the room, I don't tolerate a lazy host and hate a disorganized mess>
With instructions from Dreamer and some life hacks he made clean up his room and organise everything.


<Whew, you are slave driver.> whined Peter mentally
<What slave driver actively helps his slaves body in perfect condition>
 said Peter sarcastically.
<So how do you know so much about Humans and our Habits>

Dreamer was having a lot of fun being a backseat driver.


<So What do you usually do Kid? When do you get your Education?>
<It is Mondays to Fridays, Saturday and Sunday's are holidays.>
<Oh, So what do you during your Holidays?>

<Oh then do your stuff.>


Peter didn't know what to think of his symbiotic partner, all the things he told him he wanted to believe but he didn't know if he could believe his words.
<You know I can hear your thoughts right?>
<Oh yeah sorry>


Peter avoided the situation and took out his books and started doing his homework.
After 30 mins he cleared up his homework. During this time Dreamer was studying the difference between a conscious host and an unconscious host and he found that the response was a huge difference in speed of response and the control of the host was much finer. But he found something more interesting. He found that he could control and change muscle memory.


He found this out during the time Peter was writing the writing was so ingrained that he just need to think of the letter and his hand automatically wrote down. Seeing this he wanted to test something.


<So are you done with your work?>
<Yeah>
<So, Why is your handwriting so bad?>
<Uh, I just didn't practice my handwriting I suppose>
<So I wanna test something, do you have anything to practice your Handwriting?>

<Good take them out.>


Peter searched around in his books and took them out.
<Good, now practice each of the letters one time exactly on the Line>
Peter just shrugged and wrote all the book one time in about 20mins. When Peter was practising Dreamer was constantly adjusting peters handwriting according to the book.


<Good it's done now what?>
<Now open an empty page in your notebook and write as I dictate.>
<The mind is one the most complex part of sentient beings, meditating is one of the ...>
Peter was focusing on my voice while writing so he didn't notice that his hand was writing in perfect cursive handwriting neatly like it was printed from a printer. I was dictating him the meditation part of my Mind technique, he was also listening and from time to time I could see flashes of inspiration though his mind and understanding.


<Wow, that description was detailed. I have some questions about what you said.>

<Yeah, so why did yo-... How is this possible>
Peter was dumbfounded at his handwriting
<So I found that I could rewrite muscle memory so I tested it, looks like it works.>
<Wait, So my handwriting is always going to be this good from now on?>
<Yes, Unless you try to consciously to change the handwriting it will always be like this.>
<Thats so cool.>


<So ask your Questions about meditation>
Thus Peter asked all sorts of questions about the meditation technique. His current meditation technique was a combination of his self made meditation technique and the meditation technique he learned in Kamar tan.
<If you successfully master the meditation technique, I will give you the continuation of that technique>
<What there is a continuation?>
<Yes, Now I am done with my testing and explaining go and do your stuff.>
<Uh, Okay I guess>


Sometime later Peter reading up science articles on the internet and was writing stuff down but a dreamer who was seeing peters learning technique was having a headache. As a self-made genius in his last life, Dreamer had gotten used to sorting the information he read, and arranging them in a way that would be easy to revisit but also to easier to understand.


Peter's Haphazard way of learning made Dreamer get a headache. But still, since he was partners with peter for a long time to come, he figured he would mentor the kid. Unlike him, Peter was a natural genius and Dreamer was dying to see what a Natural genius with his ethics and techniques would be like.


Just like that the rest of the day was teaching Peter methods for increasing efficiency, the reasoning behind them and why he should use them and gave him a project to practise this skill by going through all his previous books and notes and reorganise them by the method Dreamer taught him.


<Man I understand your reasoning but doing this stuff and remembering everything is hard and tiring.>
<Just practice with it Peter, with me reminding you once you make these your habits they will help you lifelong. You can also make pocket money with your notes once you reorganize everything by selling copies to kids in your same classes and it might make you popular. Just so kids could get your notes. You could also tutor for some more extra cash.>
"Peter honey, Its time for dinner."
"Coming, Aunt May."


<Wow it is already nighttime.> Thought as he got up and turned to leave.
<Stop right there. Come back and clear the table up and pack your bag before you go down.>

<Nope, do it right now your body will feel lethargic after eating and you will just sleep.>
<Fiiine> whined peter as he set about organising and packing everything into his school bag before going down for dinner.


"So what were you doing in your room all day Peter."
"Uh"
<Tell her you found a website for students with tips about better organization and techniques to have perfect handwriting and were working on that.>


"I uh, found a website on the internet it had a lot of cool tips like one's to get perfect handwriting, one for writing notes in a way which is much easier to read and a lot of Lifehacks."
"What is a Lifehack" asked Ben curiously
"Well, it generally a tip or trick you know like how to fold clothes in two steps and stuff like that. Anyway, so I decided I will give all of them a shot."


"That is a good decision Peter, always try to improve yourself." Said May
"Yeah" and the rest of dinner went well with them chatting and telling each other what they had done today etc.


Back in his room after dinner, Peter sat on the Computer but before he could start on playing some games, dreamer said <Peter, do you have a daily time table >
<Nope>
<Then maybe you should have one>
<What are you some sort of alien self help guide, sheesh>



 said Peter as he went back to the computer but this time he couldn't move his hand
<Come on, I don't want to do it right now> said peter struggling to control his hand, after a few more tries he gave up.
<Fine, fine I will do it> So with the insistence of Dreamer Peter drew up a new flexible schedule.
But by the time they completed, it was already time to sleep.


<Man, I didn't get to have a single bit of Fun today.> complained Peter
< It's not like you have to do this daily, it is a one-time thing for a Long time until a major change happens in your day to day life.>
<Now change into PJ's get into the Bed>
Peter reluctantly nodded and changed his clothes and got into bed and then started counting sheep.
<Why are you counting sheep?> asked Dreamer
<You know to get sleep.>

There was a brief silence before peter adjusted himself into a comfortable position while grumbling in his mind about his stupidity before Dreamer put Peter into Deep sleep.
Dreamer thought 'This is going to be a long few months before he gets into the habits automatically and they understand each other a lot better'

One day, during a tourism visit in Japan I got visited by the almighty Truck Kun. This is how I became a Klynta.

By the time Father Wang finished smoking one cigarette after his alarming, demonic screech, the female broadcast host Little Xuan had finally come rushing back in after receiving the notification. She tidied up her messy fringe before sitting down demurely in front of the computer screen, her eyes twinkling at the camera as she waved with a pleasantly surprised expression on her face. "Hi! So Jiaomei has come! Welcome, welcome!"
From Wang Ling's point of view, Little Xuan's looks were nothing spectacular and not as outstanding as online otakus had made them out to be. She had the standard hallmarks of an online celebrity, with straight eyebrows and an oval face. However, comparing facial features alone, Wang Ling felt that even without makeup, Lotus Sun was still more attractive. He had to admit, though, that compared with those tedious look-alike female broadcasters online, Little Xuan was nonetheless a pleasant-looking girl with just the right type of voice, sweet and not shrill. In addition, she was wearing a lacy maid's outfit, and black silk stockings on her slender legs…
Hmm, perhaps this was the reason why the audience loved Little Xuan.
As Wang Ling pondered this with his chin in his hands, on the other side, Father Wang had stubbed out his cigarette butt and was looking at Little Xuan plaintively. She clearly understood what this expression meant. "It seems our Jiaomei has run out of inspiration again?"
"The old book is about to be finished, but I have no inspiration for a new one. In a word, I'm anxious!"
Father Wang rubbed the skin between his knitted eyebrows. "There has to be a seamless transition between the completion of the old book and the publication of the new one. Otherwise our whole family will have to tighten our belts…" (And there's a possibility we won't be able to afford even tableware. The amount we spend on tableware for our family oddity each month is not a small one!)
As Father Wang bewailed his poverty, other fans of Little Xuan in the live stream started to kick up a fuss.
"Jiaomei, you're a guru! If you're poor, us white collar small fry who go to work everyday won't need to live anymore!"
"By the way, I'm new here. Is there anyone who can tell me what Master Jiaomei's pen name is? What books has he written?"
"The hell? You don't know Jiaomei?! Jiaomei's pen name is Wang Situ!"
"Holy shit! He's actually Guru Wang Situ!"
...
Just like that, chaos broke out in the live stream!
Because this pen name Wang Situ was too renowned!
When he had been a newbie in the world of web novels back then, Father Wang had finished writing three hundred thousand words in less than two months and had completely floored audiences with his debut novel Let Go of that Wet Nurse. Chapter subscriptions for the novel soared to over two hundred thousand users, setting a new online record for most subscriptions ever and even trouncing top veterans who had been writing web novels for a long time. 
It could be said that at the time, Wang Situ had made an explosive entrance; he was a dark horse who had burst out from under Five-finger Mountain[1] and caught many veteran writers off guard. Previously, a top-ranked writer named Zhu Ge, who had been serializing his books on the Cultivation Reading Network for nearly twenty years, had been so pissed off by Wang Situ's debut that he had quit.
Although Father Wang seldom talked about his writing at home, Wang Ling had nonetheless heard the mighty online legends about him. Over the years, he had made a name for himself and was now very well-known. Nevertheless, the name Wang Situ was still a mysterious existence even to the editors on the Cultivation Reading Network. 
Father Wang had been selected as the top writer at the annual novel awards many times and the website sent him an invitation to the event every year, but he had never attended a single one. He turned down all notices of online and offline activities and dedicated himself solely to literary creation.
After Wang Jiaomei's identity was revealed, there was an endless bombardment of bullet messages[2] in Little Xuan's live stream. Audience numbers even soared from an initial three hundred thousand to five hundred thousand. Looking at this, one could see how popular Father Wang was online… 
"Who would have thought Master Jiaomei was Guru Wang Situ! … By the way, is the book Let Go of that Wet Nurse finished yet?"
"Not yet! But it will be soon — the problem now is that our Guru Wang Situ is worrying over a new book…"
"It's finally going to be finished!" Someone sent a crying emoji. "I remember when I started following this book by Guru Wang Situ; I was still in Qi Condensation primary school back then. Now I'm going to graduate from university soon!"
Seeing this bullet message, Father Wang sent a sweat emoji. "…"
"It's been serialized for thirteen years already, shouldn't this book be ranked number one with the most number of words in a novel?"
"Not yet, there's still an ongoing book called A Reborn Demon's Life. I heard that there was a cultivation master following this book who went into seclusion for one hundred years, and after he came out, he found that this book was still ongoing. It startled him so much it triggered an early ascension in his cultivation realm, and he almost died from the divine tribulation which followed!"
"… Guru Wang Situ, please don't finish yet! Try to beat this book's number of words for the number one spot!"
Seeing this bullet message, Father Wang couldn't help laughing. Even if he continued this book, there was no way the number of words could surpass those in that Demon's Life book. After all, that book had started serialization when the website was first set up.
Let Go of that Wet Nurse told the story of a protagonist who had been reincarnated into the body of a weak prince and how he grew by relying on wet nurses. Later on, thanks to Wet Nurse Rong's steel acupuncture needle, the protagonist was able to open up his Governing Vein. Using a god-given palm technique, he defeated the top killer in the country, King of Killers Demon Huoyun, and became a world-class master…
Back then, inspiration for this story had struck Father Wang when he had been leisurely reading the newspaper on the toilet bowl. Who would have thought that after turning it into a serialized novel, it would unexpectedly enjoy wide popularity among readers.
But after years of serialization, Father Wang felt that he had already included everything he wanted to say in this story. There was no integrity in continuing to write it just for the sake of doing so. Since this was a novel, he should give the characters he created a satisfying end.
This thought did still make him a little sad, however. After all, it was a book he had been writing for more than ten years, and also his debut work. It was inevitable that suddenly finishing it to start a new one would make him feel a little empty and lonely.
That was why Father Wang had sought out Little Xuan. He felt that this kind of youthful and lively maiden would be able to soothe the regret in his heart. At the same time, girls tended to have vivid imaginations, so he thought that Little Xuan might be able to give him some tips for inspiration.
It had been less than half an hour after Father Wang had gone online. Little Xuan looked at the number of people in the live stream. After Father Wang's identity had been revealed… the number had already surged to six hundred thousand.
Father Wang alone had helped her attract three hundred thousand new spectators…
For a broadcaster, this was far more precious than any gift she might receive!
And so, Little Xuan straightaway changed the subject of the live stream to "Let's help Guru Wang Situ come up with new themes!"
After making this change, this maiden sank into deep thought, clearing racking her brain on the computer screen.
Whenever Little Xuan answered a question on love, she did so with unruffled calm. Thus, the audience had never seen her troubled like this before. The bullet messages flew around the live stream once again…
"Little Xuan is vexed! But still so beautiful!"
"New meme of Little Xuan, GET!"
Looking at this noisy and excited barrage of bullet messages, Father Wang absent-mindedly pulled out a cigarette. There were now six hundred thousand people helping him to think up themes. Even if he wasn't going to use them, at the very least he should be able to get some good ideas.
Pa! The moment Father Wang flicked his lighter on, Little Xuan's face suddenly brightened on the computer screen. "I don't know how to write a novel… but I think maybe you can try this theme… Jiaomei, how about live streaming?"
Live streaming?
Father Wang immediately patted his head. That was right, he could make it about live streaming! Why hadn't he thought of that himself!
[1] This is an allusion to the novel 'Journey to the West,' when the monk Tripitaka frees Sun Wukong from his imprisonment under Wuzhi, or Five-finger Mountain.
[2] Bullet messages are when users watching a video stream can make live comments, which fly across the screen over the video. The original Chinese word 弹幕 actually translates into "bullet screen."


As a cultivation genius who has achieved a new realm every two years since he was a year old, Wang Ling is a near-invincible existence with prowess far beyond his control. But now that he’s sixteen, he faces his greatest battle yet - Senior High School. With one challenge after another popping up, his plans for a low-key high school life seem further and further away...
Wang Ling: I just want to eat my crispy noodle snacks in peace...
Father Wang: If you're careless enough to destroy the country, it’s coming out of your pocket money. 
Wang Ling: It’s not my fault that the backlash from punching me kills you.
Please support us on Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/henyeetranslationsDLIK
If we hit certain milestones, we will release more chapters in a mass release!
Tags: comedy, school, cultivation, tsundere, popular culture, almighty protagonist, action

"I haven't introduced myself yet. Sorry for that. My name is Seele Zauga, but you can call me Seeley. It is a pleasure to meet you, in more ways than one", she said with a slight curtsy and giggle as she left through the door.

As Seele Zauga left, she thought 'Show Device'. Nothing happened. She thought 'Show Device' again but nothing happened.

"That's odd, must've misplaced it somewhere. I'll ask Mommy to give me another one", she said to herself as she looked up and suddenly shot off into the sky, her wing fully elongated and magestically flapping going up and down.

Bey stared at the door where the woman had exited from and thought, "She has a man's name...so weird why was she talking like I might know her".

He looked down at his paws and thought 'Show Device' and the device reappeared in his hands. He asked CyReign "So how do I leave this place?".

[WB MASTER. ON THIS DEVICE LOOK ON THE TOP LEFT HAND SIDE. THERE SHOULD BE AN OPTION WHICH SAYS 'MENU'. CLICK THAT THEN CLICK 'TERMINAL']

Bey saw that at the top of the screen of the device he was holding, there were a few options. On the top left there was a button in blue called 'MENU', in the middle there was a greyed out button with nothing written on it and on the far right was another greyed out button, but this one had the writing 'CHAT' on it.

"What happens if I click the 'CHAT' button CyReign?", he asked the AI.

[NOTHING WILL HAPPEN NOW MASTER AS YOU HAVE NOT UNLOCKED THAT FEATURE. FOR NOW, PLEASE CLICK 'MENU' THEN CLICK 'TERMINAL']

Bey clicked the 'MENU' button which was in blue and the whole screen was filled with many options which were all greyed out except in the middle, which had a button called 'TERMINAL' in the same blue colour as the 'MENU' button. He clicked it and was presented with a blue button in the middle of the screen which read 'Go on Adventure'.

"What do I do next CyReign?", he thought.

At the top of the screen a small green text appeared.

[MASTER CLICK ON 'GO ON ADVENTURE']

He clicked it and was presented with a loading screen, a cute blueish creature was turning the pages of what looked like a book, at the bottom there was the loading bar in orange but was filling up with green indicating the progress of how much loading had been completed.

At the middle top of the screen was a text box which read:

[Tips 004]
There are many items in the world of Toram Online for ordinary players but Legendary Heroes have access to more Super Rare Drops.

As he was reading the text and trying to figure out what he was reading, the loading screen finished and he felt a little tingle. 

He noticed that his paws that was holding the device was fading away.

"Whaaa what's happening to me!", he thought to himself as he started to panic. He closed his eyes.

When he opened them again, he noticed he was in Rakau Plains. He noticed that he was still holding the device and there was writing on the screen.

[CONGRATULATIONS MASTER, THAT WAS YOUR FIRST EXPERIENCE IN TELEPORTING]

Bey was confused, not just by the teleporting that he experienced but by the text that he saw on the loading screen. Before he could ask anything, CyReign was writing something.

[MASTER PLEASE GO AHEAD AND SUMMON YOUR BOT 'ALPHA']

Bey noticed that previously his screen showed what looked like a little party consisting of him and Alpha, but now the screen only showed a pixelated version of him there, on the left written 'Bey' with a health gauge in green below his name. His small character was situated in Rakua Plains. He clicked the 'SUMMON ALPHA' button and Alpha appeared right next to him, both on the device and next to him in person.

"Woah", Bey thought as he was surprised by the sudden appearence of Alpha. "I need to get used to this".

In small green writing at the top of the screen CyReign was typing.

[OK MASTER, IT'S TIME TO START FARMING. YOU SEE ON YOUR DEVICE IT SHOWS THERE IS A RAFFY NOT TOO FAR FROM YOU. CLICK YOUR BOT 'ALPHA' THEN CLICK THE RAFFY ON YOUR DISPLAY]

Bey clicked on Alpha on the screen then the Raffy that was not too far from them. He didn't turn around to have a look at the Raffy as he was scared the same luring effect will occur again and he would lose control.

Alpha started to move fluidly towards the Raffy behind him. He followed Alpha with his gaze and noticed Alpha was heading towards a Raffy that was minding it's own business. The Raffy's back was towards them so Bey knew he was safe, so long as their gazes didn't meet he felt the lure wasn't so bad.

Alpha went right next to the Raffy, lifted his Staff and swung it down on the Raffy.

THUMP

Bey looked at his screen and noticed now it showed the Raffy next to them with a small green health window on top of it's head. The Raffy's health went down by one third after the attack delivered by Alpha. On the screen he noticed the Raffy turn around and it's face didn't look so docile but angry. 

It suddenly charged for Alpha.

Alpha's green health bar turned red and showed that most of the health disappeared 

The Raffy looked ready for another attack.

"Oh my days this feels like the first battle in a P*kemon game", thought Bey to himself, the thought coming from deep within.

In a world where bloodshed, heartbreak and no freedom, comes a little boy who has lost nearly everything, struck by the dire situations he has fallen into he crawls into himself to escape the harsh realities in front of him. What he finds dwelling deep down was not what he was expecting…

After the Orphanage was up and running he got working on the Magical Primary school.

Similar to the process for the orphanage this time he searched for witches and wizards teaching in his required subjects. But boy was he shocked when he found out the number of Witches and Wizards working as teachers thus he eliminated them by subject, teaching-skill, certification, Connection with children, etc.

Finally, he found all the teachers he found different teachers for 5-8 and 8-11. He also divided subjects which should be taught at which age and wrote textbooks for all the subjects. The subjects which were to be taught were as follows

Core Subjects:

Traditions, Customs, and Etiquette(5-11)

Magical Theory(8-11)

Magical and Non-Magical Animals(5-8)

Geography(5-8)

Mathematics(5-11)

History(5-11)

Calligraphy(5-Until Proficiency)

Human Biology(5-8)

Occlumency(8-11)

Camping and Survival training(Yearly)

Optional Subjects:

Science(5-11)

Art and Design(5-11)

Computing(Future)(8-11)

Music(5-11)

Fencing / Swordfighting(8-11)

Horse Riding(8-11)

He even combined modern writing and older cursive style to create a much neater and easier cursive style for writing and mastering. He also made the school provide education for A-levels in the Non-magical World until he made Hogwarts pick up its slack. He had plans for Hogwarts as far as revamping the educational system. As well as setting up a University level education in Hogwarts.

While he was setting up and writing books for the Magical Primary school, The most controversial trial was being held in the Wizengamot. Sirius Black had been deemed innocent, under questioning in veritaserum and Peter Pettigrew was found.

Sirius Black was seen leaving with the Longbottoms. After Sirius had reached home, Harold told the longbottoms that he would be taking Sirius to Potter Manor and immediately took his godfather to potter manor and then to the bathroom, where he showed him all the hygiene products, gave him his wand showed him his new hygiene spells and locked the door behind.

It was 1 hour later a much cleaner Sirius came out of the bath. It was honestly a testament to his living conditions when a simple bath had made him look much better. Without as much as giving a chance to speak, he then hurried Sirius to lie on the fit-bed.

Patient: Sirius Orion Black

Health Report:

High Malnutrition

Low Immunity

Low Water levels

Low Electrolyte levels

Massive dementor exposure

After reading this he immediately took a Starvers potion, a Mind Restorative Draught, an Immunity Building potion and shoved the potions down Sirius' throat. Then he called Jeeves and gave him the medical report to prepare meals for Sirius accordingly.

He then whispered to Jeeves that since he just took the starvers potion it was better to get a large number of foods Sirius dislikes first so that he can enjoy normal meals with everyone else.

By this time the effects of Mind restorative draught had worked its effects he slowly regained all his memories and occlumency shields till that night and he even remembered conversations with his dearest cousin in Azkaban.

Silent tears fell from his eyes as he remembered all his happy memories of his He asked: "What did you give me Harry and How do you know what to give me?"

Harold said as he gave the report from earlier to Sirius "I gave you a Starvers potion, a Mind Restorative Draught, an Immunity Building potion and the rest of it we will talk after we have something to eat."

Thus he leads his Godfather to the Dining Hall where the elves were continuously cooking and bringing lots and lots of food to the table. Harold noticed that mostly the foods were salads and greens of different natures.

But to his godfather, it was like a feast he immediately began munching the foods. Even Harold didn't think he could eat that many greens even with the starvers potion but thought that it was probably because he hadn't eaten them in so long.

He kept commenting "Is it just me or are salads tastier than 6 years ago." And kept on eating.

After 2 hours he finally seemed to have enough for him now. So after that, Harry took Sirius to his office with the computer. Immediately as they entered the office Harold had an excellent idea.

He sat Sirius down and computer parts and asked him to replicate these in his mindscape. After 45mins he successfully reproduced the computer in his mindscape. Harold then asked Sirius to allow him to enter his entered his own mindscape first and then create a storage device with functionality similar to a USB and then copied his A.I code into the device.

Thus Harold entered the mindscape of Sirius and began to look around. Most of the mindscape looked to be slowly repairing. When he finally found the computer in the mindscape he took out the storage device he brought and connected it to the computer.

The computer turned itself on and series of codes appeared to be flowing when finally the code was done 5 Sirius's shimmered into existence. Then immediately Harold came out and his Godfather was in deep sleep he put it into the code to make his godfather sleep immediately before the A.I's started their 'Spring Cleaning and repairing' of Sirius's mindscape. He also fed Sirius a Language crystal.

He had Jeeves put his Godfather in the Lord's bedroom. After that, he went back to Longbottoms manor for dinner and told them everything that happened and slept for the night.

Next morning when Harold went to Potter Manor he saw his godfather eating a Shawarma in one hand and the book he wrote for his Godfather on magical computing to better understand his A.I and the computer in the other.

He stood there and watch him go through six shawarmas before he finally finished reading the book and looked up he said happily, "Harry, Thanks for doing that for my Occlumency last night, I have never been clearer about my Life until now. The A.I made connections between my memories that I never saw before and gave me a new perspective of my life."

"So thanks for that. Now what happened to my Godson to become this intelligent and how was your life until now?" and so thus began the tale of Harold's journey thus far, this time he even told Sirius the existence of the library since no one other than himself currently has understanding enough on occlumency to take the knowledge from him. Then he told Sirius about the Horcruxes and also about Regulus's sacrifice.

He looked truly grief-stricken that he could have helped his brother. But eventually, after some counseling by Harry, he was able to get over it.

Sirius was currently in between apoplectic rage at Dumbledore and grief-stricken over his brother. But instead of rushing, he looked like he was waiting for something.

When Harold saw his patience to wait for to explain his plans he knew that Sirius really had a new perspective on life. Thus he told rather than attacking him now, they would slowly chip off his influence bit by bit and air out all his dirty the time they were done with him he would look like a Dark Lord in disguise. Even though Dumbledore had done a lot for the magical community, he had done more harm than good by his manipulations. Their first step was to get him removed from Chief Warlock and Supreme Mugwump posts.

After they were both done plotting of the MOB(Meddling Old Bastard), they moved on to lighter topics when Harold finished telling his plans for the magical world Sirius was practically beaming at his Godson.

After that the next few days Sirius was taking rest whereas Harold was typing up his new books. While talking to Sirius yesterday it came to his attention that there weren't any textbooks in the magical world and the average standard for witches and wizards completely depended on the standard of Hogwarts at their time of the study.

Thus he sat and wrote textbooks for all subjects he thought Hogwarts should have for all years. The subjects were Arithmancy, Astronomy, Care of Magical Creatures, Herbology, Charms, History of Magical world, Offensive and Defensive Magic, Transfiguration, Occulumency, Runes, Potions. He even made the books in color and had wizarding photographs for wands movements, creatures, etc for better understanding and visualization.

He even wrote an introductory book for First generation Witches and Wizards and recommended books to read so as to not offend someone. It even had tips and tricks like getting checked at, Magical Products that are not found in the non-magical world, etc.

Even Sirius took time to review his books as a way to brush up his knowledge and he even commented that his books were a lot easier to understand and had lots of information he would have probably love to have when he was in Hogwarts, he said he even had fun while reading.

Thus Harry found a reputable publishing house with worldwide connections to print and publish his books.

After seeing Sirius read his books with much interest Harold Offered Sirius tutoring over financial management and political maneuvering. Sirius rejected saying that he would like to learn on his own, so Harry sneakily gave him library versions of money management and politics to learn.

By this time Harold was getting bored so he took the idea of tutoring and instead of Sirius he offered it to Neville who happily agreed.

Since Neville had agreed and he was also a natural occlumens he made him repeat the process he had done with Sirius. This time Neville had a bit of a hard time since he had no understanding of runes but he had it done in 6 hours even though he was just copying,

After getting permission to enter the mindscape of Neville, Harry checked over Neville's work and noticed some mistakes after getting them fixed and having one last inspection he connected the data storage device. Just like with Sirius 5 Neville's shimmered into existence and Neville went asleep.

Harold watched as Neville fell asleep and asked one of the Longbottom elves to take him to bed.

After Neville woke up in time for supper he told that his mind was free of a lot of clutter and his thoughts were flowing freely. Thus I told him that I was going to start his primary education from tomorrow.

So after that, he started to teach Neville, with Neville's occlumency, his Heavens library teaching book and Neville's own determination to learn it was easy to teach Neville he was struggling a bit with computing and art, but with Harold teaching they were nothing more than Hiccups.

The longest thing that took to teach was calligraphy, But that was also learned easily, because after seeing Neville's struggle he had charmed a book so that it would show writing only if written correctly, and remove the ink if it is not acceptable and at end of the book it would show the time taken to complete the book. If the time taken each time was not shorter than previous times the amount of work would go up by two.

Thus Harold was able to get Neville Excellent writing in Two months. His record for the book was 4 hrs. Very good in Harolds Opinion, Harolds himself was 2hr 45min. Seeing the success of the book he gave Scrivenshafts the idea that the Book was recommended with the Pen.

So during 3-month tutoring of Neville, Neville was already at high school level at many subjects and he had been parallelly doing the Fit-bed routine and he was already in tip-top shape.

Since he was Physically fit, He taught Neville fencing and ancient sword fighting he took more to sword fighting than fencing but he was very good at both. He was so good in fact sometimes was even giving Harold a run for his money.

During this time he showed Neville along with the muggle world and even took him to some movies like Star Wars, he liked it very much so Harold took some tube light sabers charmed them to be unbreakable, work without battery and sting whenever hit by it and used it in fencing practice.

Were playing along and unknowingly or knowingly Neville was using 'the force' in their battles. During the whole time he was tutoring Neville he could see Augusta approval in her face but she never congratulated Neville or praised him, so one day when she was not busy he asked for her time and counseled her and then made her create the barrier between 'Dowager Longbottom' and 'Gran'.

A guy is reborn just after finding the best cultivating method in the world. Fail

Hello everyone, I will be using this 'Chapter' to update you guys on a few things. This update section will be where I inform you about major changes coming to The Assassin's Blessing. My editor may also appear and give tips about my own mistakes and botched writing that's getting adjusted. 
The Assassin's Blessing has about 100 plus Chapters that are unreleased on Webnovel and I've been using Webnovel's Inkstone website to edit and adjust The Assassin's Blessing's plot, writing style, and sequencing. With that out of the way, I hope you all enjoy this interaction between you(the reader) my editor(Who will be going by Mista D), and I The author.

1. Changes to the introductory period and sequences.
 1a) The first few Chapters will be redone with a different style of writing.
 1b) The first time I read through the first draft of The Assassin's Blessing, I saw a lot of good and bad. Thomas, the author has been working a lot on this since I've seen seven months ago. A lot has changed in terms of his own personal skill as a writer. So before he releases anything more I asked him if he wanted to redo the story with his current skill and oh my god, you can hardly tell it's the same author. -Mista D
 1c) While this is just being used to test the reception of the Assassin's Blessing, I still don't want to release a bad story with bland writing on Webnovel. So I said yes to Mista D's proposal to redo the book. And I just want to say I love his reaction. Haha
2. Major changes to story characters and plot.
 2a) The story takes way to long to get going to the point that's we're at right now, For Webnovel at least. So I'm trying to increase the amount of progress made in the story.
 2b) There are a few parts where the story feels stagnate and uninteresting to read. So I coached Thomas on several techniques to improve the story and condense it a little. The first draft is 489 pages long... This isn't unheard of by any means, but it is hard to find publishers that will actually print and market such a long book from a first-time author. -Mista D
 2c) Yeah, the first draft was a doozy of a draft that's for sure. It is also the draft that I was releasing on Webnovel. Mista D and I are very invested in The Assassin's Blessing. To the extent that he is more than just an editor. He's a co-author and mentor to me. 
3. Consistency and story elements.
 3a) How far is Gregoria from Greendale? Roughly speaking, two hundred miles, there are times where even I wonder. I wrote the first draft without a map to pinpoint these things down on. So consistency took a hard hit from it.
 3b) As an editor, we look for a lot inside a book. But I personally look at four main things. Plot, Character, Setting, and Conflict. All of these things have to stay consistent in order to make sense. The later chapters of the book are so full of these little 'wait that doesn't seem right' moments that it's hard to tell if the later chapters are even the same story as the introduction. The magic system is the biggest part of this which is very common when dealing with things outside of reality and physics. -Mista D
 3c) I deserved that... When the first draft was made, I was going purely off of memory for who, what, when, where, and why's. I'm glad that Mista D asked me to rewrite it and thus, I will be re-releasing The Assassin's Blessing on Webnovel before continuing on with a bad story, starting from page one.
Final notes; I hope you can stay with The Assassin's Blessing and this amazing story, we both hope to have everything set back up by the end of July. Then we will release the updated version as it is written. Thank you all, I just don't want to give you a bad story. Updates to the currently released chapters will be small, mainly consisting of small changes to writing and small plot changes. By small plot changes, I mean small.
Thank you all, -Thomas W -Mista D

The world of The Assassin's Blessing takes place in a fantastical world where a king's rule with absolute power and the will of the people is thought to be irrelevant. Jackson, a young boy, born into the mighty family of Scottkey, is well on his way to becoming a knight in the country of Asmeria after the great civil war. His father, Connor, is the wealthiest merchant in the trading hub of Greendale and whose father fought against the 'tyrant king' in the great civil war. He now can finally care for his two children as they were being trained in the capital by his brother.

CAUTION; IF YOU ARE EASILY OFFENDED BY THE FOLLOWING, PLEASE PROCEED AT YOUR OWN RISK! SLAVERY, RAPE, MURDER, HUMAN TRAFFICKING, RACISM, AND THE LEAST OF WHICH, PROFANITY.

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