Gadis itu lagi.

"Apa ... maumu?" Gauri merasa panas dingin, tubuhnya menggigil tiba-tiba. "APA MAUMU?" Teriaknya takut.

"Datanglah ke perpustakaan pusat kota, di sana kau akan menemukan gadis berkacamata yang duduk di pojok dekat jendela tepat di sebelah utara. Katakan padanya kau mencari buku Albus Feles. Kau akan mulai mengerti apa yang terjadi akhir-akhir ini."

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Kemunculan Raksi, si anak kucing berwarna putih yang di temukannya di dalam got, memunculkan banyak pertanyaan dibenaknya.

Semenjak kedatangan hewan menggemaskan itu ke rumah, banyak hal ganjil yang terlalu tidak masuk akal bagi Gauri.

Kemunculan sesosok gadis, buku tua bersampul tebal, kedekatannya dengan dua sahabat karib. Ini terlalu tiba-tiba baginya.

Lalu mengapa pengelihatan menjadi aneh? Kenapa hal-hal yang tidak seharusnya ia lihat malah dengan jelas menampakkan diri.

Petunjuk hanya ada pada satu buku, ia harus menuntaskannya sesegera mungkin. Hingga pada halaman terakhir, ia ingin menemukan maknanya.

150 years ago in the day of June 17, it was called the “Gods Waste” , the sky was so dark , not even a glimpse of light has been seen , the silence of the night kills because no one can hear anything, it’s as if everyone is dead but the sense of touch is keeping everyone in this world, After a minute the engulfing darkness and silence is gone , everything seems back to normal , everyone was shocked , others tremble in fear while others can’t believe what they have experienced. And on that day, the world change drastically. The world was given godly powers through a piece of paper that we called “Pages”; we called it pages because we believed that this paper was torn from a book, the book of the Gods. 
After the Gods Waste, pages was scattered around the world, each of it contains godly powers, that whoever can read it will obtain the powers within it. Many obtain its might and many abuses it. Incidents after incidents, the humans who obtains it knows no rules, the world is in chaos, it’s seems like the gods are throwing power to humans for us to wreak havoc in this world, that is why we called it Gods Waste. The chaos continued for 5 years until such event happen, the event we called the rise of the kings, 6 Page holders come in contact, and they are powerful and renowned in this chaotic world, they decided to stop this misery by creating kingdoms and treaty and a year after, 6 Kingdom was built. The kingdom of Frover ,Baver, Ti’pa, Au’or,Sine, and Illioin. And thus the 6 kingdoms and the treaty continue to exist until the present time.

Mikaela Hope selalu membaca kisah-kisah romantis dan selalu berharap kisah cintanya seperti yang sering ia baca dan temukan di dalam buku. Ia jatuh cinta jauh lebih sering dari teman sebayanya yang lain. Ia selalu tinggal di kota berbeda karena pekerjaan ayahnya sebagai dokter bedah memaksa keluarga mereka untuk berpindah tempat setiap tiga tahun sekali.

Fall Tower adalah kota dengan curah hujan tertinggi di Semenanjung Delmarva. Penduduknya tidak lebih dari lima ratus ribu jiwa. Fall Tower menawarkan pemandangan indah, pepohonan besar, hutan hujan yang lebat, hawa dingin yang menusuk kulit, serta Peter Sam, cowok terkeren yang ada di Fall Tower High School.

Dan Mikaela tidak bisa tidak jatuh cinta padanya.

"I need air" Anberine said weakly as she walked away from Merlia and Morgana, grabbing her bag she opened the door and didn't look back leaving some of them surprised at how she would refuse so quickly.

"She does have morals" Marcus said catching the girls' attentions "her aunt had taught her to never use magic as a way of getting revenge since it would never solve anything"

"But we need her to help make it, she's the best potion maker we know and we'll most likely ruin it" Helga said with a weak withered look, frowning Perceval watched them.

"Stop using her to help get ahead, we're smart aren't we?" Mordred said as he now stood beside Perceval, Helga and Morgana stared at him in surprise. 
"We made it this far so why are we using her to get ahead? Why don't you study harder like the others are doing as well?" Mordred added in a semi scowling tone. 

The pair remained quiet before smiling after what seemed like an hour and nodded.

"You're right, thanks Mordred" Morgana beamed causing Mordred to narrow his eyes.

"Don't turn it into a habit" he muttered before looking away grudgingly, not that it deterred the girls. Even Merlia smiled at the kind boy who despite being quiet most of the time had such a heart.


~

At the same time Anberine was left in a conflicted state as she pulled her bag strap close to her right cheek, she didn't like this. It would end badly she could feel it in her bones.

It was going to get ugly once the spell broke and the worst part was that she couldn't make it unless she wanted him bothering even more. It was bad enough he tormented her cruelly but even if he somehow became affected by the curse it would be all from it's influence.

His words and action would just not mean anything, even she knew that it would not remove the pain he had caused if she somehow allowed herself to believe what he was saying.

The feelings he had would not be genuine and would only just leave her more resentful, yes it would be helping her friends but it would not give her sense of breaking free from the pain as he would be everywhere she would rather he did not show up.

Hearing a series of sword clashing noises nearby she turned to see the prince locking swords with his opponent who was a brown haired teen, before she could move she watched the prince send the opponent to the floor after tripping the brown haired boy to the floor with a feint move. 

Wiping sweat Skye smirked before noticing a blank look on Anberine's face, a cruel smirk formed on his face that caused her eyes to go wide at how he mouthed a few words that made her bristle in anger. 

Narrowing her eyes she turned her head and clenched her fists by sides, her mind thanks to this made itself up.

'I think it's about time he learns a lesson or two, not like he cares about anyone except himself anyways so the spell would work without any issues' Anberine said as she stormed over towards the storeroom she had left only to see no one, part of her was surprised to see that they had left and yet she felt relieved at the fact she could gather her thoughts. 

Remembering the book in her bag she took it out and began to flip through the yellowish-white pages until she saw what she was looking for.

'What's the worst that could happen?' she pondered as she looked at the title of the page- 'Love Curse' below the title showed a brief explanation about the potion and the ingredients to make it.

'Besides, it's about time he learns a lesson or two about suffering' she looked at the page before taking a blank page from her notebook and began writing the steps and ingredients down. 

Some of ingredients could easily be found in the store cupboards while some ingredients were very rare to come by and the chances of finding such things were very slim.

However she was glad that this wasn't going to be her problem since she'll be only handing them the paper of instructions. 

Once done she slipped the books back into her bag and folded the written paper into her black baggy trouser pocket, folding a lock of her starlight hair she walked out the room briskly as to avoid attention.

The semi empty hallways always did leave her uneasy as someone could always jump out and cause problems. 

Even after gaining the idea to get even Anberine remained on edge in case the prince did show up thanks to the fact he saw her outside at the courtyard, just that would often lead to misfortune but to her relief no one was around as she arrived at Merlia's room. 

Knocking politely she entered the room and fished out the paper.

"Here's the potion ingredients, follow the instructions and you'll have him falling in love with you instantly" Anberine said to the now shocked group. 

Helga's eyes lit up with glee as she ran towards her friend, squealing with delight at how Anberine was willing to help. Curious as to what changed her mind Perceval noticed her jaw was slightly clenched signalling that it was the prince who had upset her once more.

"So when can you make it?" Morgana asked as she looked at the paper with intrigued eyes, Anberine blinked in surprise.

"Make it?" Anberine asked in alarm "Morgana I can't make it otherwise he won't fall in love with any of you, the potion clearly states if you want the target to fall in love with you then you would have to make it otherwise-"

"Yeah yeah Anbery, please! it's not safe if we make it and you know what we're like" Morgana pouted as she stared at Anberine who was left stunned at how her friends were now making her do it.

"We should listen to her Gana" Perceval said seeing the worried look on Anberine's face, that and thanks to their Potion teacher's warning about the Love curse left him slightly worried. What if it did mess up? Then how could they fix it? T

hey could get exposed and the worst part is that the king would not hesitate to sell them out and kill them for enchanting his son.

"But the ingredients are rare!" Morgana said, curious Merlia took a look at the instructions and ingredients. A gasp left her lips and flashed them a look.

"Sorry Anberine but you really need to help us make it" Merlia said shocking Mordred who now took a peek at the paper, his face went pale at how some of them would be extremely rare to find even if they did somehow gain half the ingredients. 

"You're the best potion's maker we know and the last thing we need is for us to mess up" Anberine groaned weakly at how quickly they were giving up.



A plan that was supposed to involve saving her friends turned into a full-blown mess that plagues Anberine wherever she goes. 
The worst part is that it's not just any boy, it was the King's Son! 
How will she cope with her bully who now behaves like a puppy on not just any leash- her leash!

Short Except-

"What could you possibly want with her?" Marcus asked coldly only to pause as he saw Prince Skye show Anberine a withered purple flower which had yellow on the bottom petal that he had in his right jacket pocket. 

Anberine's mouth parted while her eyes as she narrowed them showed she was in disbelief, what was he up to?

"Seriously...? A dead flower?" Anberine asked dryly not at all impressed by what he was up to.

"Well it matches your eyes" Skye commented as he saw her newly changed violet eyes which were still not amused, clearing his throat he kept the flower visible "Violets that sparkle, flowers despite withering never suit you anymore than they do now" Skye said mentally blinking at what he was saying.

'Wait what? What did I just say?!' Prince Skye screamed mentally not believing what he had just said. 'Why did I said something so dumb?' he berated himself for the stupid comment.

"What?" Marcus was left baffled while Anberine was even more confused, to prove she was confused she tilted her head and her expression showed she was completely lost.

"What has he been drinking?" Anberine asked still in shock as she tried to observe any features that would have been off.

"Did you sneak a sip from your father's wine cellar? Or did you hit your head when no one was looking?" Anberine asked bluntly now looking at Marcus who shrugged.

"I did drink something" Prince Skye admitted causing the pair to stare at him quickly, that was odd why was he admitting anything and to them no less? 
"I've been drinking in your beauty and for a rat-faced girl, you look cute" he added with a sly smile.

-Author's notes-

Please let me know what you think, feedback and comments are truly appreciated. I hope you enjoy the story and thank you to those who have and are reading it.

Taking a flight of stairs up to the third floor, I walked through a corridor and came to the other side where there was a locked door. There were three, but I went over to the one that was on the far right.

With a set of practiced movements, I put my hand below the carpet before the door and caught on to the object I was rummaging through for. It was a rusty old key, which I used immediately after to unlock and enter inside.

When the door opened, I walked inside with careful strides. I didn't want to knock over the stack of books strewn all over the floor again, cleaning up was a mess when one of the librarians came over. 

With a little bit of effort, I had gotten to the other end of the room. Before me, was a ring of 20-feet tall shelves, caved outwards in a semi-circle. There was an opening in the middle where I used to pass through.

Once I was inside, I threw my belongings to the side and jumped onto the cushioned sofa leaning against the wall. 

Aah, how I've missed this so much... Well, it's only been a week. But I've returned, to my usual seat. This entire place that's reserved for me alone.

Was it better to call this a hideout, as this small space created from the enclosure of arced shelves wasn't a place where normal people could come into. Well, I wasn't technically allowed in here either since the the third floor was off-limits. However, it wasn't very difficult convincing a bunch of underpaid librarians to turn a blind eye to my entry. As long as I didn't cause any trouble and didn't leave a mess around, we had a deal. 

Because of how obscured this place was, it was easy for me to sneak in some snacks on occasion. Those were stored behind a cabinet of books, and I conveniently went over and opened a bag of dried squid for myself. I also took the time to pull out the stash that was kept hidden here.

"This goes here. Here. And this one here... here... and done." I wiped the sweat off my forehead after exerting some effort carrying them around. While enjoying the taste of preserved seafood in my mouth, I looked around this redecorated space with a satisfied look. Almost a week's worth of paycheck had gone to these things— A coffee-maker, a music player, and a roll of super-comfy fur blanket draped around me comfortably. Is this what they call a best of both worlds? I'd almost feel like a degenerate again whenever I come to visit.

But who cares, it was my well-deserved break. Others spend it on the weekly theatrical plays in the city square, or find their enjoyment in brothels and sex. But I find most comfort in what I enjoy best. Reading.

I wore a pair of muffled gloves and started the coffee-maker. Since I had already stocked up enough cores for their mana usage before, the coffee-maker operated seamlessly as usual. A few seconds later, the aroma of rich coffee entered my nostrils. I took the porcelain cup from the stand of the coffee-maker and took a sip.

Aah... This is heaven... Thank you, Satoru-kun. Your inventions are a blessing to this world.

While thanking the otherworlder I never had the pleasure to meet in my head, I took off the gloves again and flung them to the couch. While enjoying the homely taste of Earth, I moved over to the windowsill right next to this small space. 

When I looked outside, I could see the bird's nest settled in between the branches of the oak tree as usual. But there was an unfamiliar figure? What used to be two hatchlings, had now become three. Something about the sight of the mother bird pecking up earthworms near to its children's mouths, was just so endearing. 

When I got my fill of how they were doing today, I came close to one of the shelves and knelt down. At the lower row, I picked out a book which was the only one there without a hard cover. I returned to the couch and sat down with the book in hand, flipping through a few pages. After getting to the latest page where there was nothing written on it, I started penning down my entry for what I did this week.

Cooking, cleaning, tending to stores and inns. Well, those were the usual. But at the end of the entry, I didn't forget to include a monster I had defeated recently thanks to Heinesia's tip-off. A Level 3 monster-squirrel called [Acorn Bearer], it ran nearly as fast the Horned Rabbits, but once I led it away from a terrain without trees, the fight became one-sided quickly.

Speaking of which, I was also slowly starting to get used to the act of killing monsters. After thinking of them as 'digital creations' that the 'game' creates, the resistance from monster blood became substantially less from each encounter with them.

—-After that, I recorded a few more restaurants I had visited, and stores in the inner district before I finished the entry with how much money I had left. With the money for today, it still didn't seem as much as I'd like to have. Even with the title ability I got as a [Merchant]:｢Merchant's Deal｣ that gave me 'discounts' to whatever I purchased, I was still only able to scrounge up a total of 4 silver and 13 copper coins at the end of this month.

If I had not bought those magic items here, maybe I would be close to 5 silver coins but I didn't think I was being wasteful with my expenses. Especially since I had told myself to live without regrets this time in this world, I was now a stronger believer in the value of self-satisfaction more than anything.

As for when I would get my custom-made equipment, I had already dropped that idea. That stuff was way too expensive. 

Additionally, the number of low-leveled monsters around Halvan was going to stay low because of the freak incident where all the Horned Rabbits in a nest had gone crazy, and had attacked the city. Needless to say, all of them were wiped out, but I had never expected that monsters had their own ecosystems as well. When the Horned Rabbit was removed from the food chain, the presence of other monsters had also become unstable. 

The royal scientist who came to Halvan a few days after that incident had determined that this phenomenon was only going to be temporary, and it would take another two months before the mana in the air was redistributed to create more monsters accordingly.

Since I wasn't going to be monster-active during this downtime, I didn't have an issue with re-using the [Moonsift Fang] dagger given to me. As for the camping rucksack I had purchased before, I never got the chance to use it yet, it might really have been an impulsive purchase back then that I still regret to this day. But I am properly using the weight-enchantment robe and the custom clothes I ordered before. I was even thinking of getting an extra set because of how comfortable it is. Despite what my first impression of that guy had made me believe, Richard Brownfield was a talented tailor who really cut no corners when making clothes.

I returned the journal to where I had kept it before, and sighed. Taking Shinri's advice, I had started this journal. The journal had recorded a mundane life, it was the normal and fulfilling life that I wanted. A working member of society. But as a month had passed, I found myself wanting more. Was I getting influenced from just having a taste of being 'on the edge' once? I knew that this feeling had started ever since I was chased down by the goblins. I found myself lamenting about it at times, that if things would turn out differently if I had simply stood my ground and fought them?

—-There was also the heart-pounding episode in the rabbit burrow. I left another adventurer to die and told no one about it. I saved a demihuman slave, but she seems to have already disappeared after being set free.

Would anything change if I had taken the initiative to confront my cowardly self?

Was I really going to be able to truly enjoy my second life in a fantasy world if I was stuck in a tiring cycle of being treated as a manual labourer? Slowly but surely, this sentiment of dissatisfaction crept up to me. Before I knew it, I was already hooked on the thought of what a 'true adventurer' would be like, and I felt like right now, this wasn't really the kind of life I wanted the most.

...I yearned for adventure.

But, no use beating myself over it, this was just temporary anyway. I was already a Level 6 for some time now. Remembering the fact that I would finally be able to obtain my long-overdue class in the church in a few more days, I gathered up a little more motivation again.

I stared at the book Lyndel had placed on a small round coffee table before I came—-[The World History by Devani Marcoles].

Before then, the least I could do was read up more about this new world. After playing the music player, a simple ambient piano softened the atmosphere.

I sat down cozily on the couch and began to work on the thick history textbook with a pleasant smile.

White finally leaves his irreparable past behind when transported to another world. Using this second chance he decides to live his second life quietly, but things never go according to plan.

With his precocious affinity with the opposite gender, White becomes entangled in the company of interested women around him. But he soon finds out that behind those innocent, smiling masks, are wild, perverse obsessions beyond his imagination, leading him to a never-ending waltz with these deadly girls.

Will he survive, or will their love be the ones that do in the end? With the world of fantasy as the center stage, the game of fanatical love begins.

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   The sun, the stars, the moon, none of their light was able to reach the world. For the first time in centuries, no external light shone down. For the first time in centuries, Maker grew annoyed. She stood on the other side of the barrier and gathered her mana. Her radiance condensed into a ball the size of her fist. It rushed forward, battering against the barrier only to send a few calm ripples across it. She frowned and held up her hand. Two of her children appeared behind her. The goddess of good and the god of evil both kneeled down. All thoughts of battle were put out of their heads when their parent was angry. "That man…" Maker mumbled. "I thought we destroyed everything." She struck the barrier one last time then turned to face her children. "You both know what this means, right?"
   "Yes ma'am," said the god of evil.
   "Yes mother," said the goddess of good.
   "Then you will both need to separate." She pointed to the central landmass. "When the barrier dissolves, I'll search the main continent while you two get the east and west. I want him or whatever legacy he left behind destroyed." The two children nodded and tried to help pass the barrier ahead of time only to be pushed back. "I guess we have to wait." Maker summoned a chair and sat down. "Even after so much time he continues to be a thorn in my side."
…
   Doevm was pulled forward, crashing him and Horse into the ground in a dark room. As he got up the doors slammed close. An enormous lock made of an unknown material barred the door. Doevm held his leg, expecting pain to rise up, but it never came. The wound on his leg was healed. He stretched his limb out a couple times to find it was fine. After standing up on it, it was verified he was completely healed. Horse, on the other hand, vaporized. The mental connection was severed.
   'This is either a holy shrine or a sort of safehouse from another race,' Doevm thought. He tried to use his magic to see, but it was blocked. He tried again yet nothing happened.
   As if acting for him, a blinding blue light flooded the surroundings. After his eyes adjusted, he saw the source of the light was a transparent pillar. Inside were masses of blue energy flying around like a tornado. One after another, more pillars lit up on his left and right going down a long hallway. The way back was blocked, so he walked forward on the faded velvet carpet. Massive holes had been ripped in it. Besides the carpet, the floor was made of Ploly (Pl-ole) bricks.
   While the roof forty feet above him was made up of thousands of shining mana crystals, the walls of steel and aluminum to reflect the light, Ploly bricks were unexpected. 'Did the construction crew run out of money half-way through this project?' Doevm thought as he picked one up. Ploly bricks were famously useless. Their melting point was of dirt. They were so soft that one could crush them in their palms. Even Doevm had a hard time believing it was that useless. He had spent a year examining them only to find out they truly were garbage. Yet, despite his failure to find anything useful about Ploly, he knew they were useful for something. It was a material no one knew the origin of. If one used alchemy to split it into its original state, it would not turn into any other base elements. It was its own dark brown material.
   For a few minutes he walked until he got to the edge of the ruins. On the back wall constructed out of pure Ploly bricks were more hieroglyphics that read: "She is watching always. She is watching always. She is watching always. She is watching always." Over and over again. It filled the wall. As he continued to read, the hieroglyphs got more hurried and sloppier. By the end, it was illegible. Embedded into the center was a single book with a dark grey leather cover. The title read: "The game of the Gods, by Maximus Draken".
One hundred and fifteen years ago…
   Arthur walked straight past the two Undead knights guarding the library and into the throne room. "Doevm, are you ready for this week's session?" He took off his gauntlets and leaned his sword against the wall. He made sure not to get close to the bookshelves as this Lich would always get angry whenever his stuff was touched without permission.
   Doevm was in his half-destroyed throne hunched over a book. His skeletal head turned up to meet his instructor. "You're early." He shut the book and handed it to one of his Undead minions. "I guess that means we can spar for longer today." He rolled up the sleeves of his black cloak.
   "You know, I always see you reading the same book, why is that?" Arthur asked.
   "That's unusual," Doevm chuckled. "You interested in a book? What interests you about it?" He motioned for the servant to return. He plucked the book out of its hands and opened it once more.
   "Not just the one." Arthur walked shoulder to shoulder with him. "You mostly read books by the same author, Maximus Draken." He pointed to the signature. "The capital of the Acrin Kingdom is also Draken. What's he so famous for?"
   "That depends." Doevm held the book away from Arthur, afraid that his rough hands would damage the old book. "If you ask humans, they say he was the first hero. If you ask demons, he was the greatest magician. If you ask me, he was a great philosopher." A dozen servants came into the library and bowed with books presented. "Each of these is his work. His theories about mana are fascinating. They've kept me busy for a half a century now, testing each one of them. The most interesting thing about him, however, is that everyone is wrong about him."
   "You mean, he wasn't smart at all?"
   "No, not that." Doevm nearly hit his friend with the book, but that would most likely damage the book more than the hero's thick skull. "No one knows why he was so prominent. He was able to do so many things in his lifetime. It was like he was great at everything. Combat, magic, thinking, building, he did everything. His tombs can still be found around the world, hidden from the public's eyes. When he was at the height of his power, he lost his magic. He was unable to even see it. The kingdom that he built up was taken over. Many of his books were labeled as hearsay and destroyed. No matter how much I find about him, there is no answer to what he actually did to get so strong and who made him crumble. His family was unknown. He had no heirs. Only his accomplishments are known."
   "Sounds harsh." Arthur looked at the rest of the books. "They seem to be getting darker                 as they go. Did you notice that?"
   "What do you mean, the content? There are only a few copies in the world so how could you have read them?" Doevm closed the book.
   "Look at this one." Arthur forcefully yanked the book out of Doevm's skeletal hands. "This is volume one and it is bound in white leather." He picked up the next volume before Doevm could snatch his book back. "This one has a slightly darker cover and its volume two."
   "Ok I get it, now put the books down before I have to kill you." Lightning cackled around his hands. Arthur shrugged and put the books back as dramatically and gently as he could. "It could be because they are getting older or just a coincidence." His blue flame eyes inspected each book. The limit of his collection was at grey. "This means there might be more…" He picked up the last book and mumbled to himself, "That means his theories continue. From the latest volume I was able to invent light magic. What happens if I get my hands on the latest volumes?" He put them back down and shooed his servants away. "I'll investigate this matter later. Our time is limited. Let's spar." He went for a quick jab. Arthur ducked. "This is for touching my stuff!" He executed a combination attack against air.
   Arthur got into a stance: "I am going to touch e-ve-ry-thing after I win."
Back to the present…
   The book was a trap. It had to be a trap. Doevm knew deep in his heart that such an elaborate hallway was just to make him more impatient. His magic was sealed, and he had no idea as to why. Since there was no exit to this place, only the book, it was obvious that picking up the book was what the maker of this ruin intended. He grabbed the book and opened to the first page. Right on cue, a trap activated. A soft repeating clinking went down the hallway. The pillars cracked. The blue swirling mist burst out and rushed toward Doevm, who was zoned out. His eyes were glued to the first line: "Instruction for basic soul magic."

"Screw magic, I want to learn how to do cool flips and stuff." Magic is awesome, until you've studied it for centuries. Doevm reincarnates into a human to experience the path of a fighter to its fullest and swears not to rely on magic. There is only one problem, a goddess stands in his way. She pits him against both the hero and the villain for all of eternity. How will he escape this, with magic or his fists? Maybe both? -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------(Sorry about the spacing. Webnovel doesn't let me use enter) Winner of contest #110. I upload seven chapters a week. Each chapter has word count around 1500+.-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Link to my discord: https://discord.gg/tHaceja ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------While I am an experienced writer, I do make mistakes. Don't be afraid to say you don't understand something or point out an error in grammar. I read all comments. There are naturally some things I won't say. For example, if some says there's an inconsistency and I don't address it, it's probably there for a reason.

My name is John Smith I was a normal human from earth but had a weird dream that I had a different life on a different planet called Hanerrghorth when I waked up there was another person with me.

"Who are you, what do you want from me, because is obvious that you didn't come to steal anything" said John Smith

"I am afraid I can't tell you that..." said the mysterious intruder
not too long after he said that he burst laughing

"Sorry, John Smith but I am a mysterious being that sucks at being mysterious when I want to" said the mysterious intruder

"Answering your questions my name is Miracle Maker You have been chosen to gain 4 Systems related to your wishes and because of your talent called Dual Body and because your wish of a fresh start, a harem, become a pro gamer and play VR Games, I will send you to the planet Hanerrghorth to live there" said Miracle Maker

After that  4 notifications appear to me.

Notification: John Smith acquired The NPC System.

Notification: John Smith acquired The Game Characters System.

Notification: John Smith acquired The Living Game Character System.

Notification: John Smith acquired The Harem Gacha System.

"So that internet page was true, when do you will send me there then"

"I already did" said Miracle Maker

After he said that I waked up in a room I don't recognize but I recognize the VR Machine Morpheus XLL with the VRMMORPG game Glory.

John Smith started the glory game, he chose the hidden Race God and the hidden Bloodline Pantheon, Battle Class: Knight, Tamer, Necromancer, Summoner, Assassin and Crafting Class: Alchemist, Enchanter, Blacksmith, Tailor, Cooker.

Skills Gained:
Race Skills(God): Divine Life, Divine Regeneration & Call of the wildness.
3 Hidden Bloodline Innate Talents (Pantheon): Multiple Divine Nature, Divine Possession & Divine Spirit Gods. 
Battle Skills: Sword Slash(Knight), Tame(Tamer), Necrotic Resurrection (Necromancer) Sumon (Summoner), Stealth (Assassin), Poisoned Weapons (Assassin).
Crafting skills: Chemistry(Alchemist), Enchant(Enchanter), Repair Armor (Blacksmith), Forge (Blacksmith), Repair Clothes(Tailor), Cook (Cooker), Drinks (Cooker).

John Smith then named his character OneManArmy69, made him 2 meters tall blond with blue eyes and started to play with the OneManArmy69.

"I will contact you when I need something from you" said Miracle Maker

I was in the middle of the jungle with a cheap broadsword, cheap leather trouser, cheap leather armor, cheap leather sandals, 100 meters away was the Noob Village of the server Newborn Alpha, I went to the Noob Village, looked in the minimap for his first Quest.

OneManArmy69 walked towards the NPC guard of the gates of the Noob Village because he was the only NPC with the question mark indicating he has a quest for him.
"Greetings traveler," said the Guard NPC
"Greetings Sir Guard, I am a wandering mercenary called OneManArmy69," said OneManArmy69
"You have come in a good time sir OneManArmy69, I need someone to help me with a task involving monster goblins, they are getting closer to the Noob Village," said the Guard NPC

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Quest: Goblin going wild
Rank; F
Description: kill 10 goblins and bring proof.
Location: 200 Meters North Noob Village.
Reward: Basic Weapons for Battle Class and Crafting Class(Random 6 weapons), 100 Exp, 1 Good Karma, 1 Reputation.
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OneManArmy69 went back to the jungle to go to the nest of goblin monsters and found a pack of wolves instead, but I couldn't get past them I died every time I tried so I log out from the character and go to the menu to see if I missed something.

"goddammit I missed the tutorial and the tutorial rewards"
 I go to the tutorial of the Game they are focused in the Battle And Crafting classes
I selected the tamer tutorial, consisted of taming and releasing.

After spending a 6 Hours using the character OneManArmy69 doing the tutorial for tamer I gained 9 wolves and 1 alpha wolf that help me and the divinity power Tamer Fusion.

I entered as OneManArmy69 again and returned to the jungle, followed the points marked on my minimap were is the spawning area of the monster goblin.

OneManArmy69 activated his wolf tattoo and the 10 wolves he gained to go kill monsters and recruit more wolves while he was going to try to tame goblins and kill the 10 goblins. OneManArmy69 Kept going north while his wolves would attack the goblins of the quest.

OneManArmy69 found goblins and was going to try to capture them, he walked towards a group of 5 monster goblins, standing 10 meters away from the goblins and used the tame skill it failed, causing the goblins to attack him.

The tutorial made it clear that if he fails to tame monsters he would be attacked, he was prepared for battle with his cheap broadsword since he was approaching the group of goblins. Surrounded and overwhelmed I was losing my ground and my HP, the wolves sensed I was losing HP rushed where I was and each bitten 1 of their legs takin their mobility letting me unleash 2 skills at the same time Poisoned Weapons and Sword Slash killing 2 of them with attacks to the neck, 2 by striking the heart, one had been struck in the lungs and the throat cut.

Notification: Unlocked Vital Strike Skill (Assassin)
"Show me the info on the Vital Strike Skill" thought OneManArmy69

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Skill Name: Vital Strike
Description: (Passive) highlights the vital spots of the enemy.
(Active) increases in (the level of the skill) x 2% the damage caused.
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After I saw the info on the Vital Strike Skill, I had the idea of try using my Necrotic Resurrection Skill on the bodies of the goblins he just killed after 9 attempts I finally succeed in "resurrected" them as skeletons.

Notification: Unlocked Necrotic Army Function, select the Batlle class of your skeletons and give them their names. 

I choose their names and their class and end up with Necrotic Army like this:
Goblin Skeletal Dark Knight (Level 1) Name: Night Slasher.
Goblin Skeletal Dark Magician (Level 1) Name: Moonlight.
Goblin Skeletal Dark Summoner (Level 1) Name: Army Of The Undead.
Goblin Skeletal Dark Archer (Level 1) Name: Rainmaker.
Goblin Skeletal Dark Tamer (Level 1) Name: Ruler of the Undead.

OneManArmy69 waited in that area for 15 minutes until the goblins spawn again, let the wolves kill 10 monster goblins which gave them 5 exp to each wolf which (they need 195 exp each to reach Level 2) and 50 exp to OneManArmy69 (he need more 50  to reach Level 2). 

OneManArmy69 used his Necrotic Resurrection Skill on the bodies of the goblins his wolves just killed after 3 attempts I finally succeed in "resurrected" them as a skeleton but since they were identical to his previous skeletons so he could only choose their names.

Goblin Skeletal Dark Knight (Level 1) Name: Grim Reaper.
Goblin Skeletal Dark Magician (Level 1) Name: Mahad.
Goblin Skeletal Dark Summoner (Level 1) Name: Marogh.
Goblin Skeletal Dark Archer (Level 1) Name: Death From Above.
Goblin Skeletal Dark Tamer (Level 1) Name: Heart Of Darkness.

OneManArmy69 return to the Noob Village to receive his awards for completing his first quest, the proof needed was automatically placed in his inventory, and go to the Guard NPC to complete his first quest.
"Sir Guard I have slain the 10 goblins," said OneManArmy69 handing the proof to him
"Here is the reward Sir OneManArmy69," said the Guard NPC

Notification: Gained 2 Daggers, 2 Dirks, Iron sword, Iron Hammer, 100 Exp, 1 Good Karma, 1 Reputation.

*Notification: Your System called Living Game Character has Activated because you spend 10 hours playing.*

"Open The Living Game Character System" thought John Smith

The Living Game Character System
Name: John Smith.
Exp: 0.
Level: 0.
Class: None.
Skills: None.
Skill Tree: None.
Gacha: None.
Shop: None.

The next week OneManArmy69 did nothing but grind my skills, class, race and hidden bloodline. he is now level 10 in every one of his skills, class, race, and hidden bloodline which let him take the first quests related to class, race, and hidden bloodline.

OneManArmy69 entered the Noob Village and walked straight to the Question mark in his minimap, he goes to the town hall that is in the center of the Noob Village where the NPC Tamer was waiting for someone and had a quest only for Tamers, the NPC Knight was near the border of the Noob Village and had a quest only for Knights, the NPC Necromancer was near the graveyard and had a quest only for Necromancers, the NPC Summoner was in the public library and had a quest only for Summoners, and the NPC Assassin is inside the dojo and had a quest only for Assassins.

He collected them all and was going to complete them along the way to the Copper City while capturing bodies of the dead and taming new types of beings. While in the road for Copper City I found a drifter bleeding out. OneManArmy69 took out the first aid kit, applied to the bleeding drifter and carried him for a while till he recovered his consciousness. The drifter tapped his shoulder making known he had finally awakened.

"Thank you for helping me you young one, my name is Kaminary how can I repay you, I am only a hunter and martial artist of the karuminur school" said 'Kaminary'.
"If you feel like paying me back what about teaching me martial arts and how to hunt will be enough" said OneManArmy69.

When a name is with the apostrophe, the name shown is an alias, a nickname or a title. While we were walking 'Kaminary' was guiding OneManArmy69 to his hunter camp, helped around for a couple of days until he received his first mission from 'Kaminary' which involved helping him hunt and cook and prepare drinks for him for a week in game time.

After the completion of the quest, his class reached level 2 in his class as a cooker and gained a new class called Hunter that is level 0 yet because he only gained the class after the week of hunting ended so he didn't have time to practice the class skills yet but he had no time because he was finally trusted enough to learn the karuminur martial art.

'Kaminary' touched him and gave him the Breath Skill and Meditation Skill before my training begins OneManArmy69 needs to raise the skill level to level 5 before beginning the karuminur martial art training.

"It will take time for you to be able to practice the karuminur martial art and because of that I will be your companion until you completely learn the karuminur martial art" Said 'Kaminary'.

"Ok, but we will need to move the camping deeper in the forest" Said OneManArmy69.

'Kaminary' trusted OneManArmy69 enough to follow him but not enough to tell his real name. They moved the camping of theirs deeper in the woods so that they can practice the class Hunter Skills, the Breath Skill and the Meditation Skill to level 5 to be able to begin the karuminur martial art training.

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