Wyatt a young boy of 16, well built muscular body, nice hair which he changes its color steady you will never know the color of his, got dark brown eye contact, red lips, just call it a sexy looking guy lived with his rich granny who provided all he needed ever since his parents went to rest (die) which made him spoilt.

 Wyatt's grand mom Mrs cressida owns one of the richest schools in new York, Mrs cressida is a retired teacher.

 Mrs cressida made a decision of registering her grand son Wyatt in her school ROSEY GOLD HIGH, she never liked the fact that her grand son was far from her in a boarding school and she was damn tired of reports from the school authority about her grand son molesting girls.

 Alizeh is a young pretty average height girl of 15 with a shinny brown hair, brown eyes, pink lips, neatly curved hips and nice butt.

 Alizeh lives with her rich parents and lived comfortably but alizeh never showed off, you could only see richness in her crazy dress sense, her looks and the way she styles her hair.

 Alizeh attends Rosey gold high and she never had a friend if not lux her only friend who understands her mode, alizeh is a very calm girl but strict and mean.

 Alizeh having only one friend and talks to no one never stopped her from having an enemy.

 Cyrus the head of the red lipstick girls never stopped making alizeh's life miserable, because she thinks her eagle and pride will fade because of her, not until Wyatt as every girls prince charming came.

Full of meta and not much to this
Mocking a myriad of heavens with bliss?
Is this true happiness I see?
Who am I? the author to be!

Author here! to preserve quality I'm likely going to do a semi rewrite and also try my hand on other platforms since 3 chapters per day is abit much and considered only upper average here, I'll try to increase quality though

My story is about the breakdown of xianxia tropes + isekai tropes and the effect of what they can do to the world if realism is present. 

Here are some examples of the tropes i've gotten through so far as of writing this

>The world being created around the main character with them being developed before anything else
>Bandits and them being deemed "worthy of death" just on the premise that they harm the main character and or anyone related. Remember being a bandit in some wuxia worlds is a last resort due to the often horrible society.
>The main character randomly powering up after screaming or being in pain / anger. 
>A antagonist appearing right away as another is defeated.
>Young masters and the effects of their deaths. (power struggle / vacuum)

note this is currently on version 1! A new rewrite will be written elsewhere until I can improve the quality of the latest chapters!

Akira had a miserable life, and then he died in a mugging.

Offered a second chance, he wakes up not realizing he is now in his favorite trashy fantasy series.

Will he accept his original role or change it?

Slow burn mlm friends to lovers romance a possibility!

I crashed on my bed once again. I've been getting mentally tired these days and I haven't even been getting exercise regularly. Today was no different.
 
I talked to Jasmine about the antidote, found out about my father's past, and had an emotional moment with my brothers.
 
What an eventful day.
 
 
 
But after that, it went back to normal. This means I can finally read romance novels!
 
After I did my lessons with Felya and my mother, I ran straight to the library and took a random book from the romance shelf.
 
    "The Commoner and the Prince." I read the title out loud. How perfect! It's the type of book that I'd definitely get into, and so, with no more distractions, I started.
 
    "The girl shouted, tripping on her own feet, and she felt two strong arms catch her. With a deep and low voice, the stranger asked, 'Are you alright?'"
 
Ahh! So cliche!
 
I continued to read. Reading this book refreshed my mind from all the events that had occurred this past month.
 
I finished the whole book in four hours and had my lunch in the library. It was a pretty short one so I had eased in reading and as expected, it's as dumb as what I read before.
 
I grin widely as I place the book back on the cart.
 
    "My lady, nice to see you again." The librarian bowed in front of me.
 
I've always greeted him whenever I could because I'm thankful he returns the books I couldn't. He isn't really a standard librarian since he is also a footman around the house, that's why I don't see him all the time here. But he is the one mainly responsible for the library in the house.
 
    "Ah, yeah. I just finished reading." I smiled and walked out of the library. He's going to see I read some trashy romance book, today and for the rest of my next visits. I chuckled at the thought.
 
I'm finally following the routine I had written before. Lessons, read, exercise, read, sleep, then repeat.
 
I religiously followed it for two weeks before my birthday on February 14.
 
 
Now that I think about it, my birthday is on Valentine's day back in Jessica's world. The date here doesn't mean anything, but it's still nice to think about.
 
    "Happy Birthday, my dear!" My mother greeted me as I went downstairs.
 
I ran and gave her the biggest hug I could and she sighed but still hugged me back. She would usually reprimand me for this unladylike gesture but today is an exception, which is why I'm taking full advantage of it.
 
I grinned at my mother and she smiled softly back at me.
 
    "Happy birthday, Nera." Then followed a deep but loving voice behind her.
 
I gave him a big hug too which he returned quickly.
 
    "Thank you," I spoke after letting go of my father's warmth.
 
Then came two large hands ruffling my hair.
 
    "Happy birthday, idiot!" Noah laughed and messed my hair.
 
    "Hey!" I grunted and slapped his hand away from my head.
 
    "You can't even hit me. So sad." He dodged easily and crossed his arms.
 
I glared and was about to hit his legs with my foot but my older brother Noel took my shoulders.
 
    "Ah, calm down. It's your birthday. Happy Birthday." Noel massaged my shoulders, which made me calm down. "Noah, can't you stop annoying Nera at least for today?"
 
    "You know what my answer to that is~" He chirped.
 
Noel and I sighed at his stubbornness.
 
 
After that, we all came out to jog. Even my mother. We always did this, just a calm, gentle jog every year.
 
But would always turn into a race between us siblings.
 
    "Ah!" I shouted as I saw the two of my brothers already at the finish line. "Dammit!"
 
    "Tch." Noah clicked his tongue.
 
    "Better luck next time." Noel shrugged.
 
Guessing from that, Noel won, yet again.
 
    "Can't you at least let me win?" I interjected.
 
    "Would you be satisfied with that?" Noel raised his eyebrow.
 
I blinked a few times and shook my head.
 
    "I would," Noah answered.
 
We caught up on our breathes as we stayed steady by the finish line and then our parents arrived, who always continued the calm jog since my mother can't really run as fast as us.
 
    "I think you're getting faster, Nera." My father commented.
 
I raised my eyebrow at his words. I wasn't using aura while we were running, I expected to lose but then he told me I'm getting faster?
 
Does that mean my exercises these past few weeks have been working?
 
    "I agree. You're still slower than us but you caught up faster compared to last year." Noah explained and Noel nodded.
 
I grinned. Hahaha! They didn't notice I had my aura turned off since they were too busy competing with each other.
 
From their comments, my body is better than it is with aura? What if I run now with my aura, would I be able to beat them?
 
I shook my head. No, be patient. I'll use my aura again by November so that I'll exercise with the use of aura. It's perfect.
 
    "Alright," My mother spoke which took me out of my thoughts. "It's time for breakfast with your favorite blueberry pancakes!"
 
My eyes sparkled and I hugged my mother.
 
    "Ah, Nera!" She shouted out of shock.
 
The three men laughed and we all walked to our house to eat the pancakes.
 
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Unfortunately, my father and brothers were busy so they had to go out right after breakfast. I bid my goodbyes and just told them that we can celebrate it at night as we always do.
 
On the other hand, my mother also had to work on some papers within the household which left me with Felya. As she had said before, she was going to take me out on a birthday date and buy me anything I wanted. I told her that I wanted romance novels and with her recommendations, we headed out.
 
 
    "Rinston's Book Store is the best one in the capital! They have all the bestselling novels in there." Felya explained as we walked to the plaza.
 
I nodded at her words.
 
I looked around and realized that I haven't been out in a while. The only outing I got recently was going to the Vanderwales. Even that was short since I had this weird curfew.
 
I see children running around, noisy commoners- laughing and chatting about, carriages with their horses, and sellers trying to convince people to buy. I smiled.
 
It's peaceful.
 
This is why I want to be a knight. I want to keep the peace that we have now.
 
I sigh at my thoughts and focused on the agenda at hand.
 
Romance novels!
 
I try to lighten up my mood again and we went inside the bookstore.

I am Nera mi Ponterise, the third child of the Marquess Ponterise Family. One of the founding familes and sword of the Empire. 

We pride ourselves as a family of knights. 

All my life, I've trained to become a knight, living happily as the child of this great renowned family. 

But what I didn't know is that I was reincarnated in my favorite romance novel this whole time! 

I have been living with my favorite characters and I didn't even notice! How am I going to interact with them now that I know what's going happen between their relationship?

And because this world is a romance novel, I have an arranged marriage with the Duke? I'm going to be married with this smartass jerk! I've read too much romance novels to see where this is going but will it really go that way with this guy?

How is this happening to me?

Is my life ever going to be the way I wanted it to be before I realized I was reincarnated?

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Notes: 

* 1-2 chapter updates everyday 
* Uses mild profanity, trigger warnings will be mentioned before the chapter if any
* Cover is made by yours truly! 

(If you want to see the whole picture, you can visit my twitter account which is @maemaestros!)

"Odette, I heard lately you have been hiding in your room reading," Father stated disapprovingly. 
In the past he had always asked me to study more, now I was hiding in my room all day reading, he disapproved. All I wanted to do was to roll my eyes. To be frank, my personality had changed quite drastically after four lives and he didn't even suspect anything. I wanted to applaud my Father for being so insensitive. 
But now it's the time to set my plan to motion. 
"I..."
"Odette, when you return to the temple next week, Rachelle will follow you," Father announced. 
"We can be together, Odette! I am so happy!" Rachelle, who was sitting next to me, grabbed my arm excitedly. 
"Really?" I pretended to be shocked. 
"Do you know Rachelle has been busy studying to prepare herself! And what are you doing? Reading trashy romance novels all day! Have you even practiced during the break?" 
So Rachelle reading a book was studying while if it's me then it's reading trashy romance novels? It's true that once someone had a fixed perception of a person, it never changed. I did not know why I still felt a hint of disappointment. It's been four lives! Wake up, Odette!
"I will start studying with Rachelle, Father." 
"Hera," Father said to my new stepmother lovingly, "your daughter is really a good influence. You raised a good daughter. While the one I have..." he glanced at me disapprovingly. 
Once Father and Hera left the room, Rachelle started to cling her arm around mine. "Don't be sad, Odette. Father just did not understand your desire to relax a bit." She gave me a smile that was meant to soothe me. "Let's study together! I can't wait for us to study in the temple together! It's going to be so fun." She grinned joyously. 
I nodded. Even though I did not want to stay in the same room with Rachelle for one more second, it's necessary for my future plans. 
"Odette, can you show me how to do this Grade I wind spell?" Rachelle asked hesitantly while blushing. 
"Let me think about it. Hmmm..." I took a look at the spell book in her hand and then cradled my head in my hands to pretend I was thinking hard. "Let me try."
I of course created a mess of the spell. It ended with a poof and the power of the wind generated was even weaker than fanning yourself with your hand. 
"Opps." I pretended to be embarrassed. "I am sorry Rachelle, I am such a bad study partner. That's the what sixth spell I have failed?" I covered my face with my hands. 
"It's alright, Odette. These are hard spells." 
They're not. They might look hard to Rachelle at the moment, that's because she had just finished basic sorcery with an average teacher from the country side she was from. Once she started learning the more advanced tricks, she'd soak them all up and overtake me in no time. That's what happened in every life I had experienced. 
She was a genius. Not just with wind magic, but all kinds of magic. Of course it was said that the treasure she discovered in the wind temple later on helped her, but she was definitely a genius to begin with. 
"Rachelle, I know who we can ask for help! I am such a bad study partner, but I know someone that suits the job!" I clapped my hands. "Just you wait! I will find you a great study partner tomorrow!" 
I then ran out of the room. It's best not to spend too much time with Rachelle. It's suffocating. When I returned to the room, I dug out a note I had written a few days ago from the drawer and handed it to Sarah.
"Send this to Lord Henri." 
"Lady Odette, you're finally contacting Lord Henri!" Sarah brightened. "I was so worry. I thought you two had an argument! You haven't asked me to send notes to him for a few weeks! Since the wedding of the Duke!"
Of course, that's the time point I was reborn. Who wanted to play exchange love letters with Henri? When I was young, I thought exchanging love letters was such a romantic thing. I wrote letters after letters to Henri, all I got in return was 'Really!', 'That sounds interesting!'. I still thought that's because Henri was not good with words. That illusion shattered when I came across a love letter he wrote to Rachelle. There's never someone who's not good with words, just someone you didn't want to talk to. How naive I was.
I shivered at the flashbacks of my naive and airhead self. I flopped onto my bed with my leather-bound book and continued reading it. "Just send the note." I waved my hand to send Sarah away. 
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"Rachelle, I have found you a great study partner!" I peeked into the library we used for study. 
"Odette! Here you are!" Rachelle cried. She looked as pretty as always. The morning sunlight shone on her lavender eyes, making them sparkled like amethysts. Perfect. 
"Rachelle, this is Henri." I led Henri into the library. "He is a fellow pupil studying in the temple of god of wind." I could see Henri visibly stiffened as he laid eyes on Rachelle. Perfect. "Henri, this is my sister Rachelle. She is going to be a pupil in the temple as well." 
I dragged out a chair from across Rachelle and ushered Henri to sit. "Well we have several questions regarding spells. I am sure you'll be so glad as to teach us." I tried to imitate the sweet bubbly tone I had when I faced Henri when I was young. 
"Oh! How silly of me, what are we missing? Snacks! I'll be back in a moment! Or not." I chuckled as I sneaked out of the library as quickly as I could. 
When I was closing the door, I could hear Henri telling Rachelle in slight embarrassment, "Odette might not return."
"Why?" I could imagine Rachelle widening her deer like eyes with just this reply. 
"It's her common trick. She hated studying," Henri sighed. "She won't be back. You said you had some spells you want to ask about?"
"Oh, yes!"
I sneaked back into my room and laid back onto my fluffy four poster bed. I took the leather bound notebook from below my pillow and muttered as I was twirling the crow feather I kept between the pages, "Who said I hated studying. Look at what I am doing now! Reading a historical textbook!"


In every story, there is a male lead, a female lead and a second male lead. But what about the second female lead? 

Be it the unloved queen of a cold and distant king, the plain bodyguard of the forgotten prince, the evil stepsister of the well-loved genius, the servant who died protecting her lady or the defeated villainess. No one cares about their stories. 

This is the playbook of all forgotten second female leads. 

Volume IV: After the Villainess Failed to Overthrow the Gods (updating)
'In every story, there is a villain who has been defeated.  What happens to the defeated villain?'

After Lorelei's plot to overthrow the gods failed, she was stripped of her power and voice. She became a mermaid bound to a lake, with her enemy (the god) keeping guard of her. 
This is a story between a defeated villainess and her enemy.

Volume III: The evil stepsister who has lived through FIVE lives (completed)
'Please let me rest in peace!'

Odette was once an heiress who had it all, be it money, status or fiance. When her perfect stepsister appeared, she realized she was just a villain in this story. 
Odette, being the evil stepsister, was of course killed off halfway through the story. When she opened her eyes again she was reborn, but no matter what she did, she died in the end. 
Having experienced burning on a stake, the guillotine, hanging and stabbing to death, all she wanted now was to die normally after a normal life.


Volume II: Body guard of a forgotten prince (completed)
"You're just my tool. Know your place." 

It's her duty to follow her master's command. Even at the risk of injuring herself or losing her mind. 
It's his right to use her cold-heartedly. Even discarding her when she had become useless. 
She was a bird trapped inside a gilded cage, slowly losing her mind in the process.

Volume I: Rebirth of the unloved, forgotten Queen (completed)
"Let's break off our engagement. I don't want to be Queen anymore. You don't like me anyway."

At twenty, Liana died as she watched her country burned to ashes. 
When she opened her eyes, she was sixteen again. The first thing she planned to do was breaking off her engagement with Prince Sebastian. 
This is her story as a reborn queen.
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A series of inter-related second female leads' stories set in a fantasy historical world. 
Readers can choose volumes they like to start with!

Update on Tuesday and Thursday!

Kay pursed her lips, "I guess. Kayla Smith, the pampered young woman who is lost. Will that do?"
Lance laughed, "The young, rich pampered young woman who is lost. Do you know how many people will kill you for that sentence?"
"Pah," Kay said, putting up a fist, "Let them try."
"You know," Lance said, tilting his head as he looked at her, "You don't really have that typical rich girl problems, huh?"
Kay frowned, "Just what rubbish are you talking about now? Have you been reading trashy romance novels again?! Lance! Those things will rot your brain!"
"Hey!" Lance argued, putting up his hands in surrender, "I am stressed out working all day, thinking of this and that - reading trashy novels calms my head."
Kay rolled her eyes, "What is it this time? Some woman waking up having had some forced sex due to drugs with a random man after being schemed by half-sister who stole her scum boyfriend?"
Lance put a hand over his chest, with a 'shock' look on his face, "My my my, Kay. And here I thought, you don't read such trashy novels! You are an expert!!"
"Shut up, you," Kay snarled at him, "I read one and that was enough. It can give you cancer, reading how the abusive male lead gains the sympathy of readers just because he turned over a new leaf. Pah."
Lance rolled his eyes at her and said, "Well, any-way, as I was saying, you don't have the typical rich girl problems. You know, arranged marriages, bitchy ex's and stuff like that."
Now it was Kay's turn to roll her eyes and said, "Like I said, trashy novels filling your head."
Lance protested and Kay teased, and that's basically how they spent the night. Lance stayed over, and slept at the sofa bed in the living room while Kay lay in her own bedroom, pondering over the day.
Well, it looked like she was pondering over the day when in fact, she was watching the recorded footage of a certain someone going through his day.
'I really am a stalker' Kay thought to herself, but she didn't think she could stop. It helped ease the longing, though a part of her felt that she was only prolonging the pain.
She sighed, then eyes grew wide. 
What was this?!
✿ Several hours before ✿
"Joseph!!"
Joseph's head whipped up towards the sound of the person calling him.
"What?!" he replied, even though he could guess why he was called.
His classmate, Erik, was at the front of the class, at the open door and grinning stupidly. 
"Somebody is here to seeeeee you," Erik said in a sing-song voice.
As expected, the class started going 'ooooo' and 'whoop whoop whoop' while Joseph kept the smile plastered on his face as he got up.
What number did this make it?
He lost count.
It seems he has become the entertainer for the class as this seemed to become a regular occurrence. Joseph had no idea why and figured it must be because Country Tz was not as reserved as Country M.
Back home, you wouldn't have girls coming up to the guys confessing. Especially if you don't even know the guy!
The first time it happened to him here, he had panicked.
Joseph had felt extremely flattered, of course and his ego was stroked but he was firm in rejecting her. After all, he didn't want to create false hope. He didn't know the person, so how could he accept such a confession?
It felt all fake, really, even if the girl was looking at him all sincerely with hearts in their eyes.
"Go on, you stud you," one said to Joseph as he passed him by. 
Joseph just laughed, shaking his head and not taking it seriously. As he reached the front, he saw a rather sweet looking young girl looking at him nervously. 
Before Joseph could say anything, she stuffed something in his hand and ran away.
"Bro," Erik said, laughing while flinging his arm across Joseph's shoulder, "You scared her away."
"I didn't do anything!" Joseph protested.
He looked down in his hand and saw a slightly crumpled pink envelope. He could smell the sweet smell of perfume emitting from it and his nose started to hurt a bit. He didn't like such strong smells as his nose was rather sensitive but he endured.
Turning his back to shield the contents of the envelope from the nosy Erik, Joseph read the simple single sentence, 'Please meet me at the Blues Corner after school - Laura'. The handwriting was neat and tidy.
Joseph sighed and folded up the envelope and letter. 
Blues Corner was just a meeting place most commonly used for confessions. It was out of the way yet not too secluded that it was a dangerous place. 
Just beyond the corner, really.
As if there was some tacit understanding, people won't go to the Blues Corner after class, unless they were there to give a confession. Joseph did wonder whether they had a system or something - otherwise, why hadn't there been several confessions happening at the same time at the same place, right?
Joseph looked at the folded envelope and put it in his pocket. At least, it wasn't decorated with little hearts and kisses. Not meeting her was not an option as he wouldn't feel nice letting her wait for him. 
Thus, when the bell rang signaling the last lesson was over, Joseph headed to his sister's classroom first. She would have had to pass by his classroom to exit the building, thus, he hoped to catch her before she did.
His gamble paid off and upon seeing him, she gave a roll of her eyes and sighed.
"How long?"
Joseph shrugged, "Shouldn't be too long."
"Fine," she said, "You're lucky it's Zero that picks us up lately. If it was Papa, you know you'd get an earful."
Their father was the type that would be waiting for them before they came out and if they were late, he would be giving them the third-degree. 
Their father wasn't a fan of school romances either.
"I know," Joseph replied exasperatingly. 
Why does his sister always state the obvious? If their Dad was the one that picked them up, he wouldn't see the girl at all but would ask a classmate to send his reply letter.
"You shouldn't take it for granted in getting away like this," Lianne said, "Sooner or later, Papa may start asking questions, then you will get into trouble."
"I can't help it! It's not like I ask them to call me," Joseph protested, feeling indignant.
"If you can be firm with them should Papa be picking us up, you should do the same even though Zero is the one," Lianne pointed out as she walked off, "I'm just saying. You should be more careful."
Joseph watched his sister walk off and shook his head, thinking that she had a point. He sighed and walked off towards the place Laura said she'd be waiting. With his sister's reminder, Joseph decided that this would be the last time he came personally.
She was right, and somehow, her warnings or reminders always came at the right time. He wasn't going to be stupid to ignore it.
When he reached the Blues Corner, he saw Laura already there, waiting. She was wringing her hands and Joseph took a deep breath before heading over.
He stopped a few metres away, smiled and said "Hi."
"Thank you for coming," Laura said nervously, biting her bottom lip as she gazed up at him.
"Um-hmmm," Joseph replied non-committedly. He discovered, through experience, if he had responded in any other way, they'd get some hope. Any polite words like, 'it's nothing' or 'it's the least I could do' made them think he was looking forward to it. 
If he said 'what's up?' or something equally vague, they'd think he wasn't taking them seriously or looking down on them. 
He really didn't understand how girl's thought.
It was best to just say nothing or hum, for they could interpret it anyhow they wanted.
"Joseph, I like you," Laura said, her voice quivering, "Will you be my boyfriend?"
Joseph looked a bit sad and down but he had to say the words he had rehearsed and said quite often, "Thank you, Laura, I'm flattered but I am not looking for a relationship right now."
However, instead of looking dejected or accept his rejection, Laura pressed on, "It's okay! I can wait!"
Joseph shook his head, "I'm sorry, but I really am not …"
She rushed over and took his hand, much to his shock. But he couldn't push her away as she was a girl.
"Please, please!! Let me be by your side!"
Joseph shook his head and tried to pry his hands away but she just held on tightly. Suddenly, she pulled on his hands and stepped forward, planting her lips on his.
Joseph's eyes went wide open.


This is a rebirth story of a normal girl, Kylie. She was a normal girl, living a normal life. Married and had kids. Nothing outstanding about her, but nothing terrible either. Then she was attacked and left to die. 

Her soul screamed in pain at having to leave behind two small children that needed her, yet she couldn't do anything. As she entered eternal darkness ... it took her some time to realise that she was not dead. She was alive, only yet to be born.

And she was a boy.

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The AWESOME Cover Design is by Chryiss

She's also an Author here in Webnovel so check out her stories: [RE: Life as a Tree] and [My World To Live] 

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Summary:

- MC is OP 
- Sincere Brotherhood
- True sibling bonding (no incest)
- Humour (I try)
- Action
- Slow Romance 
- Revenge/Face slapping 
- Sensitive issues (LGBT, r*pe - but not that the MC is a r*pist)


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FAQ:

Q: Will MC end up with a girl, or a boy? 
A: That would be a spoiler; but if you REALLY have to know, it's answered Auxillary Chapter, the FAQ (Spoilers).

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Hi. Thanks for dropping by. Please bear in mind that I am a new author, and English is not my first language. I am writing because I find it enjoyable, and am only now finding the courage to actually pen it out for others to read.

This is a reincarnation story of a girl who had lived one life, and will experience another. Follow her along her journey of discovery: of herself, as she walks an entirely new path. Yet, at the same time, she seeks to find closure from her old life. 

World background: Current Earth, with names of countries being just Country J, Country SA etc. 

First, the MC is the typical OP character. Second, it's a slice of life story mixed with OPness of MC. If you don't like Gary Sue / OP characters, with a slow story pace, then this is not for you. 

There are elements of adventure/action, romance, some comedy and a little bit of mystery.  It is also a story about friendship and the bonds we make as we grow up.

The rating is due to certain scenes and sensitive issues from Volume 3 onwards. 

Please review. Your feedback is appreciated.

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Other Books:

1. Courage to Love (ongoing)

Woojin Kim, better known as just "Jessi" to her friends and family, was late for work. And not just "kind of late." She was REALLY late, as in, she was supposed to have clocked in at 8 AM and it was now - she glanced down at her wristwatch, adjusting the light leather brown band so that the sun overhead didn't cast light directly into her warm brown eyes -
"SHOOT!" she yelped, gasping as the small hand came into focus.
She had ten more minutes of lunch break before she needed to be "back" at the office. Even though she was supposed to have been there about four hours ago. Tugging down the hem of her black pencil skirt as she ran, Jessi practically flew down the street as desperation to retain her job and not get fired sent the black heels of her pumps pounding on the pavement. She panicked as sweat began to pool in between her boobs and gather on the nape of her neck, desperately praying that her bun would hold up against all the running.
It was all THAT BOOK's fault. She'd been up all night reading it: The Wily Empress and Her Scheming Consort. And if it sounded like a trashy novel, that's because it WAS, a fact that Jessi was not in the slightest bit ashamed to admit. What could she say? She was a sucker for some late-night action. (Although admittedly, she wasn't getting much of that herself these days.)
But she could, and DID, live vicariously through those "garbage" novels. Jessi didn't care what anybody else thought. And besides, if trashy romance novels were pure garbage to most people, The Wily Empress and Her Scheming Consort took the crown and sat on the garbage throne. You know what they say: one man's trash is another man's treasure. And she had treasured that novel indeed, as well as its riveting plot and the consort's steamy schemes.
Jessi shook herself out of her memories of the novel. She glanced back down at her watch and swallowed a curse. That was two minutes of leisurely daydreaming she'd spent when she could've been booking it to the office. Blowing her bleached blonde bangs out of her face, Jessi considered her situation for a moment as she took a breather.
She could probably make it if she took THAT shortcut, though it would certainly cut things close. It was too late to avoid a scolding from her boss (though Manager Lee WAS kind of hot when he was angry) but Jessi couldn't afford to lose this job. She had bills to pay and things to buy, including the latest Stray Kids merch. (So what if she was 27 years old; love knows not of age!)
Jessi panted as she slowed down at the bottom of the street where an intersection lay.
As always, that little inner voice in her head prompted her to look both ways before crossing, a remnant of when she had been a child holding her mother's hand and practicing safe pedestrian habits.
"Screw that," she snapped back, ignoring the little voice. "I don't have time to spare."
Of course, she'd had time to spare. How long did it really take to look to the left and the right at least once?
And of course, it was never a good idea to ignore the little voice at the back of one's head. Beum Gi, Jessi's friend from university, had once told her she thought of the little voices as people in the movie theatre watching your life and telling you what you should and shouldn't do - because they know the ending. 
Derek, their other friend, had told Beum Gi that she needed to see a psychiatrist, a conclusion that Jessi had agreed with.
But maybe Beum Gi had been on to something. Because as it happened, Jessi should've listened to the voice.
But it was too late now, as the dark green and red truck barrelled down the perpendicular road towards Jessi. It came at her at such high speeds that she knew right away there was no way she WASN'T going to get hit. A shame.
"Well," Jessi thought to herself as she stared like a deer in the headlights at the front side of the truck, the deafening sound of a horn echoing in her ears as if from a distance. "At least now Manager Lee can't fire me."
Time seemed to slow down in those last few seconds before she and the truck collided. Her favorite purse with Hyunjin's face pictured on the side slipped from her hands in slow motion, hitting the ground just as the edges of Jessi's C-cups brushed against the truck. Jessi REALLY considered it a shame that the last words she would see were "Toutai Inc.," printed on the front of the truck head.
"Never mind," she thought. "I think I'd much rather get fired."
Despite the blaring truck horn sounds, Jessi thought she heard someone say, "Wish Transaction Complete. Commencing Novel Integration Now."
And then her world went black.

We've all heard of him: the enigmatic, god-like force that sends young men and women alike to different dimensions where they become the main leads, villains, and even the side characters who valiently fight against their so-called destiny. The only thing is... after chapter one, Truck-kun is gone, never to be heard from or seen of again until your next isekai.

Until now.

What happens when the crash goes wrong and Truck-kun is the one who transmigrates into another realm? Will he be able to fit in his role as Newcastle's young master? And will he still be able to fulfill his role as an almighty, enigmatic matchmaker?

"Lucas, be on your guard I got a report that the prince were seen at downtown yesterday."

"Relax Elea, I'm sure everything will be fine. besides, if anything were to happen I know you can handle it." Shrugging off the warning, Lucas walk out of the waiting lobby towards the arena.

"I wish that would really be the case Lucas, I really do." He muttered to himself before leaving the other way.

The moment Lucas enter the arena the crowd went wild, and even wilder as his opponent entered. when they stand 30 meters apart, the referee calm the audience then spoke.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this would be the last battle for this tournament, I hope all of you are able to enjoy yourself these last few days. As for you, honorable champions, you all have done well to reach this far. Now, once more you will show us your courage, your strength! Let the match begin!"
.. .. .. .. .. .. .. .. ..
"Vanessa how could you left Martin for that jerk Alvin! Didn't you said you would love him till death!"

"What?! The reason Vanessa was so in love with Martin is because of a charm spell and Alvin is actually the one betrayed?!"

"Sigh... This book is just as trashy as the others but at least it distract me a bit, well let's go back to magic practice."

If you are wondering about what happened, don't give it too much thought, there is just so much one can do in a dungeon.

Most of the books I've found was a trashy romance novel or yet another trashy romance novel, I think it was around two thirds of it? The rest of the books is either magic tomes, skill books, alchemy comporium, blacksmithing books, plant catalogue, mineral catalogue enchantments books, recipes books, history books, bestiary, etc.

There are some books to learn languages and market pricing catalogues and there are also some magic scrolls laying around, but the boon of all these is some research papers about the space element and time element.

The ideas are rough and mostly guesses but hey it's better than nothing. according to the papers, time is a force that free, formless but is etched into every matter and element, it is infinite yet finite, it is what affect every change and transformation of all matter be it solid to liquid or liquid to gas or gas to solid or any other way around. but time by itself cannot achieve this by itself and that's where space comes in.

Space, is both exist and non-exist, space is mass and mass create matter. Space contains time and time contains space, with the stimulation from time space may contract, tear, fold, or merge but time without mass would freeze then seize to exist.

Personally I think it's inaccurate but again it is better than nothing, these papers also state some spells for both time and space but I am still unable to use them.

The papers mentioned some untitled biography of some unnamed authors with an experience of being "out of time". According to them after failing their time or space related experiment the people around them started to forget them, things that written with mentions of their names disappeared, and after awhile they themselves started to fade into nothing. The experience is depicted as some energy seem to slowly corrode their body and breaking it apart but they could feel yet at the same time not feel the part that has fade away.

The papers speculate that these "out of time" phenomenon is caused by the failure of those experiments disrupted the stability and connection of time and space within them, allowing another element to invade their body.

What this element is are still not know and even it's existence is debatable for the lack of evidence and facts to proof it.

Leaving that aside during the last.. few days maybe, I have made a lot of progress in magic and learned a few spells in the six elements especially the dark element.

[shadow hands]!

Casting the newest spell, around six black tentacles made of shadow rises from my shadow. There are just no effort used for the dark element, it is almost like they are part of me unlike the others.

Dispelling the tentacles, I sat on the only chair in the room and stare at the crystal pod, my curiosity has been nagging me to open it but I felt like I should prepare first and so my magic training.

Even after killing and extracting that shade, the dungeon still operate like nothing happened and still spawn monsters or should I start calling them practice target? Anyway after all these times my status has finally reaches 4000 on all of them and my Lv rises to 21, that... actually turn the no longer hard monsters to effortless.

"System, show me my status and skills."

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—status—
Name: Vayne
Title: Alchemy maniac, Lost child
Race: Magical Puppet
Age: 7
Main Job: adept Alchemist
Sub jobs: Apprentice Blacksmith, Hermit
Lv 21 exp: 2.833/224.719
Hp: 120,000/120,000
Sta: 100,000/100,000
Mp: 100,000/100,000
Str: 4000 | Vit: 4000 | Agi: 4000 | Int: 4000 | Res: 4000 | Cha: 167
Rewrite point: 10.221
Condition: fine

—Skills—
Special skill: Rewrite, Devourer, Extract Essence

Active skill: Body fortification, Mix Concoction, Throwing Lv3(2%), Hiding Lv8(21%), Mana Circuit Creation, Golem Creation

Passive skill: Observation, barehanded combat Lv 5(16%), intermediate alchemy knowledge, Herbalist, Hunter, Explorer, sword mastery Lv 4(24%), pain resistance Lv 9(36%), Smithery Lv4(12%), Metallurgy, Tinkering Lv4(2%), Tailoring Lv2(19%), Cooking Lv4(12%), Alertness Lv6(9%), Tracking Lv5(21%), Dagger mastery Lv4(44%), Thin presence Lv8(34%), Heat resistance Lv4(12%), Cold resistance Lv8(50%), Shock resistance Lv3(1%), Axe mastery Lv2(12%)

Spells:
->Virr(Fire):
→Fireball
→Fire blast
→Flame stream

->Nevear(Water):
→Water bullet
→Water torrent
→Water bubble
→Ice spears

->Vyn(Air/Wind):
→Wind cutter
→Cyclone
→Whispering wind
→Still air
→Lightning bolt

->Ewyr(Earth):
→Earth throw
→Earth shield
→Earth Spike
→Mud floor
→Earth to Stone
→Stone to Metal

->Aurora(Light):
→Magelight
→Healing light
→Sun Beam
→Shine

->Nyx(Darkness):
→Darkness
→Dark bolt
→Form shadow
→Shadow cutter
→Shadow Armour
→Shadow Blade
→Shadow bind
→Shadow minion
→Shadow hands
––––––

Never checking skills sure make you surprised once you check the progress eh. The weapon masteries are probably from using the weapons until they broke, the hiding and thin presence are probably from my hiding days and from stalking prey now days.

Well all these are nice but spending time reading and cursing those novels are probably the most helpful, I don't hear voices in my head, I don't have urges to kill, and I'm civil enough to not laugh like a maniac when killing.

...Back to training I guess.
.. .. .. .. .. .. .. .. ..
"Damnit!" Cursing, Lucas block his opponent quick jabs, his weapon broken long ago.

It has been approximately 30 minutes since the beginning of the match, the moment it began they are already in front of him and his single palm strike shattered his sword.

Ever since, he could only block, evade, or counter with bare hands, it didn't make much difference though as none of his strikes hit his opponent.

Everytime his opponent would nimbly spun around his strikes and counter him with punches or kicks powerful enough to bend steel.

Lucas throw a wide swing but his opponent shift themselves lower, double jab his stomach then launches an upper cut on his lowered chin.

The hit disoriented Lucas focus and he took two step back before his opponent sweep his feet, grab then fold his hand behind him as they pun him down.

"Surrender." He commanded with a somewhat forced deep voice.

"Never!" Lucas bark as he struggles under his opponent.

"Alright then."

"Aaaaaaahh!" With a loud snap he howled in pain, his arm numb. He then felt pain behind his head and everything went dark.

His fate is not his.

His memories are not real.

And his soul is not his own.

Reincarnated into an another world, while meeting new people and learning new things, Vayne adjusts and tries to enjoy his new life as much as he can. 

The Rewrite System had come to change his fate. He had been brought by the goddess who felt touched by his past deed.

He never thought of it with much importance, but that turned out to be a mistake. The more he explored, the more he learned of the so called "fate".

Wanting to break the chains of damnation and create his own destiny, he must thrive to gain strength and keep his "real" self safe.
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author note:
he-ho! author here, this is my first novel that actually took form in a platform so if there's mistakes in spelling or tense do tell me since English not my first language and even my first language have many problems... so yeah that's that.

oh also the cover took a while to put up because many people suggest I should when I was so lazy to even care before haha. anyway it's there now, deal with it.

the cover is not mine and all credit of it belongs to the rightful artist and creator.

I think her pen name, or whatever the term is, was Willhem Lourage and her IG is rudou_akumari. so yeah go check out the original artist somewhere and give support *double thumbs up*
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Also HUGE shout-out to Cailinmatthews and Lostinfictions for the new synopsis ( ╹▽╹ ) do give their books a read and don't be shy to talk to them on discord.

After Frozen Milk disappeared from the online novel world, the ultimate cliché romance books of Mr Ambassador, who took the top spot, rested there.
The throne was built from Frozen Milk's trashy books and then handed to Mr Ambassador's cringy ones.
But the empty hole left behind by Frozen Milk's sudden disappearance pained Mr A and his heart yearned to have Frozen Milk roam around the forums and turn his readers even blacker.
Mr A was a true fan of Frozen Milk's. A closet fan who watched every step of Frozen Milk. In other words, he was a stalker. 
Then one day after Mr A discovered the 'Where's Frozen Milk' forum thread, Mr A suddenly died a magical and mysterious death.
How did Mr A die? All he could remember was that he thought so much about Frozen Milk, his brain couldn't keep up and PLOP.
He fell dead to the ground in his luxurious mansion with ten Porsche becoming ownerless.
Mr A was actually a rich CEO who wrote cliche FL Ceo romance novels. Yes, it was Mr A's hidden guilty pleasure. 
And this was how Mr A's story about making Frozen Milk the FL in his CEO stories while he was the overbearing CEO started!
After Mr A died, he found himself in a wet dream. Everywhere his eyes fell, there was only water. A city of water, surrounded by water. Everything was water.
Mr A didn't even need the cheerful voice of the system inside his head to tell him where he was.
"Another one fell through!" Mr A shouted.
How could he not know with one glance that he was in his favourite author's latest book?
"Is this a dream?"
"No, rich host, this is true! It's a transmigration!"
"You mean just like in Frozen Milk's works?"
"Exactly, rich host! You are too clever!" 
Mr A cried tears of joy. Who knew that one day he could indulge himself in this pleasure?
"Since, the rich host is so clever. Mighty me will give you a few beginners tips and tricks, and astoundingly good help! A- Your beloved author- Frozen Milk also transmigrated into this novel!"
Mr A fell to his knees. The tears didn't stop. This was where Frozen Milk went to? He was in the same world as Frozen Milk? How could this be? How couldhe be so blessed?
In the midst of his joyful realisation, Mr A forgot he originally already was in the same world as Frozen Milk.
"Rich host, there is even better news! The one who wanted you to transmigrate was Frozen Milk himself!"
This system seemed to be better but the truth was it was as rotten as all the other systems.
Misfortune, drama was the core of enjoyment for the systems. However, since Frozen Milk's system was a system of the council, this little system couldn't offend him, but it was ok because Frozen Milk's system gave the green light for the little system to reveal this.
When Mr A heard that Frozen Milk personally wanted him here, oh no misunderstood, played by the system, Mr A was ready to charge through this world to see how Frozen Milk looked like in person.
"Rich host, please wait. You cannot see your beloved author just now. Rich host has to finish a few missions but don't worry! Since rich host is rich, all the money from your world will be converted into the currency here! Rich host can blast through the missions!"
Frozen Milk would've invaded the worlds of systems and beat every single one into oblivion if he knew what fucking cheat Mr A received. How was this fair? How come Frozen Milk got a trash system while Mr A enjoyed luxury?
Ah, Frozen Milk- the spirits of the system chanted- please understand us, it's only to help you receive your next harem member faster. We're all on your side!
Fuck you all! Fuck the grand system! Fuck your next system! Fuck your world! Go and fuck you *** bastard and *****! I don't need you to help me collect fucking harem members, you ***.
"Did I just get a vision?" Mr A thought he had a divine vision about Frozen Milk but his system quickly deleted his memory, "No, rich host was mistaken! Please do the missions!"
The system sweated. If Mr A knew how Frozen Milk was in reality, the system was afraid Mr A would stop being infatuated with Frozen Milk. Although this could never happen. Shouldn't happen.
"Alright," Mr A channelled his CEO aura. 
His handsome looks couldn't compare to Vil's or Prota's but the skill 'Overbearing and charming ML CEO' was triggered and Mr A had an undeniable charm to everyone. They all lined up to become his FL.
The truth was there were private attributes and skills to be obtained by levelling up by the systems. Mr A received so many perks while Frozen Milk was still stuck at level 0.5, never being able to use any cheats the system could provide.
But in the end, Frozen Milk didn't even need any. He was already too OP- his OP harem was his skill. Ready to be deployed with just one word!
Mr A's sleek appearance and elegant bearing had everyone in awe as he walked through the water capital. Instantly, he captured the attention of the first mission's target.
The daughter of the mayor. Yes, it was going very easy for Mr A. The daughter tripped in front of Mr A and pretended to be hurt and vulnerable to trigger the manly protective side of Mr A the CEO.
Mr A already knew of this cliche. It was the white lotus skill. Deadly towards cold and overbearing MLs who only melted at the FL's clumsy behaviour while none of the other women could even make the CEO bat an eye.
Mr A wrote so many romance books and each of them had this damned scene. So, Mr A was already a pro in this regards.
He carried the daughter with his strong arms making her fall for him while he pretended she was Frozen Milk.
The truth came out. All these romance books were written for Frozen Milk. Because in all of these books Frozen Milk was the FL and Mr A the CEO.
The truth would be too frightening for Frozen Milk to accept.

Check out my new BL novel: I teleported again and now all demons want me! 
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To lighten the wrath of his blackened readers, Frozen Milk was forced to transmigrate into his own novel to witness what *** he wrote.

What's this? One plothole, two plotholes... plotholes everywhere!

How do you counter a novel full of plotholes? 
Of course, with constant bullshit, constant crap and constant nonsense!

It shouldn't be working but the result?

Terrifying!

Long live holy creator Frozen Milk!

"Damn! What the hell is this?? Wasn't this supposed to be a comedy rip off? A parody? So, why are all my characters leeching onto me? Do I look like a bamboo stick to climb and eat? To stick in between your cheeks?"

"Hello? System help?"

"System is currently on holida- undergoing maintenance, host."

"%$@#!" 

Frozen Milk was nearing his despair. Bent, straight, bent, straight, bent, STRAIGHT!!!!

Be ready to have your brains fried, your life questioned and above all your integrity disappear!

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This is completed!
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