"Carse They Have Own Story"

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Alicia, a young and happy student commits suicide. Her grades were high, her face was smiling, but was it all just fake? 
Noone knows why it happened. Except one. Her stalker. But will "It" ever reveal the truth?

James, a freshly graduated, history lover just started teaching at Falls High School. He meets Alicia and gets to know her. He admires her, and slowly starts to fall in love with her. However, Alicia has different plans and ends her life before James could save her. 

The police made no investigation, but broken-hearted James is more than curious of why the tragic death happened and he won't give up til' he knows the truth. But will he ever find out the truth?


romance, crime, mystery 

please be aware of suicidal scenes, triggering events and mature language.


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"He Jieyu and Jiang Ronghua were playing chess in the pavilion. I was too far away and didn't hear what they were talking about... "
Playing chess?
Ji Yuan frowned. His slender hand flipped through the memorials and the brush read something.
"That's not important. What did he Jieyu do after playing chess? "
The Secret Guard said, "He Jieyu went to Chunlu Palace and visited Xie Ronghua. Xie Ronghua was furious and was punished by the nanny for an hour. "
"Oh? " Ji Yuan was finally interested. "Tell me, how did she do it? "
"Yes. " The secret guard knew that JI yuan would be interested in this.
He lowered his head and reported in detail.
"when she entered Chunlu Palace, she began to dislike the narrow side chamber where Xie Ronghua lived. She also ridiculed that Xie Ronghua was the first daughter of the prime minister, but his rules were not even comparable to Jiang Ronghua's. That was why he was punished by His Majesty. And... "
"He jieyu ridiculed Xie Ronghua and said that his majesty liked a beautiful woman like her. With her around, he would never be able to use Xie Ronghua's name. "
That last sentence was really out of line.
Even the empress did not dare to say such words in public, let alone Ling Wangxi, who was just a little jieyu.
The secret guards were only responsible for passing the message, not for bearing the consequences for anyone.
The imperial study was silent. This time, the saint should have some action. He jieyu's sacred favor was about to come to an end... ...
Ji Yuan sat there, listening to the report of the secret guards. His eyes were dull and dark.
Ji Yuan Knew Ling Wangxi's personality. He could probably imagine her mocking Xie Luoyan and saying every sentence that pierced his heart.
"I really underestimated her. "
It seemed to be a sigh or a laugh.
The Secret Guard stood at the side as if he didn't exist in the imperial study.
At this moment, if someone saw Ji Yuan's face, they could see the tenderness in the man's eyes.
"You can go down, " Ji Yuan said.
The Secret Guard said, "yes. "
His figure flew out of the window and disappeared.
Ji Yuan closed the memorial. It was already dark outside.
"SOMEONE! " He called for the Palace Servant.
The Imperial Concubine's green head token was sent from the service room.
His slender hand reached out to the Chunhua Palace's wooden token out of habit.
However, halfway through, a dark light flashed across the man's eyes.
He casually picked up another wooden token and threw it onto the tray held by the palace servant.
The wooden token collided with the tray with a crisp sound.
"Let's have it. " A deep voice sounded in the Imperial Study Room.
Ji Yuan's thin lips curled into a cold smile.
The Chunhua Palace's Ji Yuan should have been doted on by him, right?
Then, shouldn't she be blinded by jealousy from now on?
* 
It was just nighttime.
Xia Ling took a shower and changed her clothes. She let Chu Xia handle the lights and read the travel notes for a while.
The travel notes in this world were real travel notes.
When they arrived at a place, they talked about the local customs and some strange pictures. They were gone.
If she didn't have anything to do to pass the time, Xia Ling wouldn't even want to read these travel notes... ...
After staying for a while, she might as well close her eyes and rest.
She braced her face and put the chessboard that Ji Yuan had given her on the table. Then, she fiddled with it for a while.
Xia Ling wanted to wait and see if JI yuan would come to the Harem tonight.
However, she didn't wait for long before Chu Qiu hurried in.
"Your Highness, the Yangxin Palace has checked the board... It's Jiang Ronghua from the Qiushi Palace. "
Chu Qiu didn't look good. This news was even worse.
Holding the black jade chess piece in her hand, Xia Ling tightened her grip.
The chess piece was stuck in her palm. It hurt a little.


Xia Ling wanted to run, but no matter where she went, she could always see the devil king with a gentle and malicious look in his eyes.
"Xia Xia, where are you running to? "

[1v1, sweeter than ever ]
"..."
Text: Yan Luo Bai, "fast wear, flirt: Plan to save the fallen boss"

The next day, I woke up early to get ready. For the first time. I made sure I had the visual aids in my bag, as well as my notes.

I smell something delicious. Dad is already cooking our breakfast. So I went to the kitchen and helped him.

He was surprised by what I did. "Good Morning." I greeted him.

"wow. this is unusual."

"because .... today, I will report in our class. I prepared this day, so I can get good grades."

"Is that so? Good luck to you, sweetie." that's nice to hear. I'm not good at opening conversations with him, but I felt so good. And I did not expect, that he would support me. Something I have long wanted to feel and hear.

"thank you dad"

At 7 am, I left home. I said goodbye and left. There are only three of us when I entered the classroom. So this is what it feels like that you are early.

I picked up my notebook first and start reading. 

I did not realize that its already 8 o'clock and that some of my classmates were coming in.

I saw Ivo just entered. I greeted him, "Good morning" he seemed shocked at what I did.

But I turned my attention back to what I was doing. I have no time to waste.

Hours passed. Lesson, written work, performance tasks, quiz - there are so many things to do today.

I skipped the recess again.

I went to the library, to return the books I had borrowed. This is what have I read, time travel is a parallel universe, that is, it is a fiction. And this is what the books say - we can not travel on time, and if travel is possible, certain rules must be followed.


Geez, I'm confused.

It's Filipino time. We're being called by our teacher.

I asked Max, which is my partner, to attached my visual aids, so that he could contribute something in this group and I started reporting. Everything went fine. I said the ones I didn't mention before.

* flashback
"Why did you stop?" our teacher asked.

I'm so sweaty that time. I want to continue. but what should I do? I got distracted when they mentioned the code name.

The paper I was holding was already wet with my sweat.

We stood in front of the class for about five minutes. She got angry with us and made us go back to our seats. 

And because of that, we got 75 grades. It's ok with me. He got the same too. Serves him right. 

When I got home, I was really annoyed with myself, I prepared the reporting too much, but what happened? That time I yelled at him and stomped my feet. I lock my room and didn't eat dinner. 

I'm so selfish.
* end of flashback

the reporting was over and I answered our teacher's questions.

Success !! I need to go home early again.

"Sadie!" someone called my name again. They should just call me by my code name.

Plastic. 

I immediately left and went to a famous school supplies store.

I bought sticky notes and good ballpens.

Even in this way, I can at least help. Dad's illness is not curable but we can help him.

Whatever happens, it will be memorable.

I paid at the counter and went home right away.

"Why are you so early today?" he greeted me.

"Of course, I'm not busy. By the way, my reporting is good. I got a 95 score."

He was happy with what he heard.

"Do you want a snack sweetie?"

"Yes."

sweetie. does he even know my name? or does he really want that endearment for me?

Before dinner, I did all the labeling while he was busy outside.

Every corner of the house, with sticky notes, I started in my room, in his bedroom, in the kitchen, in the bathroom and in the living room.

He was surprised to see those sticky notes when he entered the house.

"What is this?"

"sticky notes."

"You're making a mess again." he was about to remove the ones I hung on the door. "NOOOO" I shouted.

"Don't! Please give me a chance. First, you don't want me to work, you don't want to retire, now it's just a little mess? I'll clean and throw all of that in the next few days. PLEASEEE ~"

he does not seem to be convinced yet.

"Then I will throw those when our exam is over. PROMISE."

and finally, he says YES.

Dad and I ate dinner together. He also started telling stories over and over again. The doctor said it was one of the signs. We just let it go.

Then I washed the dishes. I received a text from my sister.

'Did you do it?'

I replied 'SUCCESS.'

She did not reply yet. My sister and I still have a lot to do. This is just the first step. We will treasure everything. 



A woman stopped in front of me, while I was crying on the side of the road. My heart was filled with sadness in that moment.

She gave me a request. I, on the other hand, a fool, spoke. I know she doesn't have super powers, but I give it a try.

"I hope he comes back again, I hope dad will come back!" I shouted out loud.

She gave me a smile and said, "31 days. Do what you have to do. Do not waste time. Remember that."

I was stunned for a moment and for a few seconds the woman disappeared. Will I believe her?

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The Glorious Palace was so sprawling that Merlin and Wizard Dara had to fly more than half an hour to arrive at their destination, the Glorious Pavilion!
However, the Glorious Pavilion did not appear to be like what Merlin had imagined. In his mind, he imagined that it would be guarded by some Great Wizards. Instead, there were only two puppets guarding it.
Nevertheless, the auras on these puppets were never seen before. They far exceeded any Seventh-, Eighth- or even Ninth-level Spell Casters because Merlin could sense a faint trace of aura of the Maxim on these two puppets.
This meant that the puppets had not only been transfigured by Wizard Mogan himself but also transfigured using the power of Maxims. Thus, the puppet's abilities were strengthened dramatically.
For an ordinary puppet, achieving the level of a Seventh-level Spell Caster was already almost the highest limit. Back in the auction hosted by Wizard Dara, a Puppet Transfiguration Method that could produce a puppet equivalent to an Eighth-level Spell Caster was sold at a sky-high price simply because it was so rare to find a puppet that exceeded the Seventh-level.
However, these two puppets had defied that limit many times over. Even a Ninth-level Spell Caster might not be a strong enough opponent for these two puppets. In addition, while these two puppets exceeded ordinary limitations, there would not be many of them. After all, transfiguring them would require the power of Maxims, and only the Great Legendary Wizards would possess such ability.
Judging by the tight formation of liquid-state puppets outside the Glorious Palace as well as these powerful puppets that were comparable to a Ninth-level Spell Caster, Great Wizard Mogan must be highly skilled in puppet transfiguration.
"Wear the nameplate. There's no one guarding this place but if you approach the Glorious Pavilion without a nameplate, it'll immediately cause these two puppets to react hostilely, and might even kill you."
Wizard Dara reminded in a cautious manner, obviously wary toward the two puppets.
Merlin nodded and held the nameplate in his hands. Together, they slowly approached the Glorious Pavilion. The two puppets stirred slightly, and their empty sockets swept across the two men. It seemed like they had sensed the nameplate, so they did not attack. Instead, the puppet produced two sets of contracts. In a stoic tone, it said, "Sign this contract to not disclose anything inside the Glorious Pavilion to anyone!"
Merlin and Wizard Dara exchanged a look. Wizard Dara looked unsurprised. Understandably, he must have signed the same contract before entering the Glorious Pavilion the last time. After all, the Glorious Pavilion was one of the important components of the Glorious Palace. Therefore, signing a contract was an effective method to ensure that people did not arbitrarily disclose any knowledge that they obtained inside the Glorious Pavilion.
"Just sign it. You can only enter the Glorious Pavilion if you sign it."
Wizard Dara was the first to sign the contract. Subsequently, Merlin, too, signed the contract.
After signing the contract, the two puppets collected the contracts and stood motionless by the door. Merlin and Wizard Dara came to the door and raised their nameplates. A faint glow shimmered from the nameplates and fused into the door. Then, the door slowly swung open and revealed a pitch-black room.
"Hurry up, we only have one day!"
Wizard Dara was already familiar with this place. He led Merlin directly into the Glorious Pavilion. With the nameplate, Merlin was able to walk around the Glorious Palace unimpeded.
Once the door opened, a dazzling light filled the Glorious Pavilion and lit up the room. Rows upon rows of quaint bookshelves lined inside. There was not a speck of dust on them so someone must clean these shelves quite often.
The large collection of books stunned even Merlin. When he was in the Dark Magic Region, he had entered the Resources Tower but he had never seen so many books. In fact, even the Spell Library owned by the royal family of the Blackmoon Kingdom was far from comparable to the book collection here.
While Merlin was still recovering from shock, Wizard Dara had already picked a specific direction and sprinted toward the innermost shelf. This time, he had come prepared with a goal in mind. Therefore, upon entering the Glorious Pavilion, he did not waste a single moment and went straight to his intended target.
Nevertheless, Wizard Dara still gave Merlin a reminder. "Wizard Merlin, you must seize your time. We only have one day to be here. The Glorious Pavilion is too big, and its collection is too massive. If you have to browse, then make sure you browse with a specific purpose in mind. Otherwise, you'll just waste your time. Here, you can find anything ranging from spells, alchemy, Wizard's discoveries, notes, et cetera. All the bookshelves are labeled at the top."
Wizard Dara concluded. Then, he no longer paid Merlin any attention and rushed off toward his goal.
Merlin also did not ask any further. He began to stroll along the Glorious Pavilion and searched carefully. His most important goal for coming to the Glorious Pavilion this time was to search the usage of dimension coordinates. This was because Merlin had the dimension coordinates but did not know how to use them.
This was like in his previous life where there was a clear geographical location. As long as he knew the longitude and latitude, it was possible to accurately locate a place. In other words, these represented the coordinates. Nevertheless, for someone who did not understand longitudes and latitudes, what use was it to know the coordinates?
Currently, Merlin only had the dimension coordinates but did not know how to use it.
Dimension coordinates should be relatively secretive and did not have its own classification. Merlin offhandedly glanced through the spells in the Glorious Pavilion. Although there were some outstanding Spell Models including Seventh-level and above that could be imitated, they were naturally not very useful to Merlin.
Since Merlin had derived new spells using the Matrix, these spells were quite useless for him to imitate.
As for alchemy and runology literature, those were even less meaningful to Merlin. Only the potions section with rare potion formulas and potions to increase Mind Power was highly meaningful to Merlin. Though he had managed to produce the Mind Heart, the growth of his Mind Power became even slower than before. If he fully exhausted the divinity that he had just obtained, then his Mind Power growth in the future would be reliant on potions.
The potion formulas available on the shelves were truly too many. Merlin randomly flipped through a few volumes and found a few formulas that could increase Mind Power. However, he was disappointed to find that these Mind Power potions formulas could only significantly affect Mind Powers that were below the Seventh-level.
As for Mind Powers above the Seventh-level, there seemed to be almost no effect. After the Mind Powers produced the Mind Heart, they would undergo a fundamental transformation, thus it would be difficult for ordinary potions to increase the Mind Power any further.
Some Seventh-level Spell Casters spent a long time, up to a few decades in order to increase their Mind Powers to become Eighth-level Spell Casters. Even the shortest period would be more than ten years.
However, since Merlin became a Spell Caster until now, it had been less than a decade. 
Perhaps, there were some potion formulas that would be effective on the Seventh-level and above Mind Powers, but Merlin did not have the luxury of time to search them carefully. There were too many potion formulas in this place, so searching through every single one would take a few days at least.
After a cursory glance, Merlin finally came to the shelf with the notes of Wizards' discoveries.
The items placed on this shelf was all over the place. There were not only notes but also some travel journals of Spell Casters to some locations. Merlin's heart skipped a beat. If he wanted to know more about the dimension coordinates, he probably had to look through this "mess".
Merlin randomly picked up a set of notes. It was a compilation of travel notes from a Ninth-level Spell Caster. Some of the annotations were truly eye-opening and gave a sense of acquiring new knowledge.
However, this was not what Merlin needed. What he needed was the travel notes of Wizards who had left this dimension and traversed the Void Zone. Such notes were not plentiful because even in the Glorious Palace, the number of Great Wizards was relatively few.
Only the Great Wizards were able to leave this dimension and traverse the Void Zone.
Merlin picked up an exquisitely bound notebook. On the cover was some annotations to state that it was the notes of a Great Wizard named Kedota who had traveled to a few dimensions.
Seeing this, Merlin's heart sped up and hurriedly opened the notebook. In the beginning, it recorded that Kedota had overcome many odds to become a Great Wizard, and spent a hundred years in the Glorious Palace until he realized that he had reached a bottleneck. When he felt that he no longer had any use in the Glorious Palace, he decided to leave the dimension.
After leaving the dimension, he traversed the Void Zone for many years until he finally reached a prosperous dimension. It was also a prosperous Spell Caster civilization but there he encountered some danger and barely escaped the dimension.
Thereafter, Wizard Kedota continued to travel and experience a few dimensions. Everything that he saw and heard was eye-opening to Merlin. This was what Merlin wanted. Unfortunately, there were no annotations made about dimension coordinates.
Even Kedota seemed to go with the flow, rather than being concerned with dimension coordinates.
"It's impossible that Wizard Kedota doesn't know about the dimension coordinates. Otherwise, how did he leave this dimension and come back?"
In his heart, Merlin knew that perhaps dimension coordinates were basic common knowledge but it was this kind of basic common knowledge that Merlin was currently lacking.
So, Merlin began to search frantically through the shelf. He combed through the Wizard notes of Great Wizards who had traversed the Void Zone, especially those who visited other dimensions.
Unfortunately, the notes mostly encompassed some introduction about the Void Zone and the foreign dimensions they visited. There were no mentions about dimension coordinates. Merlin spent more than half a day searching through the notes of Great Wizards.
"Nothing. None of them mentioned dimension coordinates. Could it be that I can't find it in the Glorious Pavilion?"
Merlin frowned and glanced toward Wizard Dara. The latter had disappeared to some unknown place.
"If I can't find the dimension coordinates in the Glorious Pavilion, then I'm afraid I'd have to stay here for a while and watch out for other so-called 'Wizards from beyond the heavens'."
Although Merlin was very disappointed, he did not give up hope because he could still find other Spell Casters from beyond the heavens. It was very difficult but not completely hopeless. However, he might have to wait for a long time.
Since he could not find any knowledge about dimension coordinates, in the remaining half a day, Merlin began to walk around the Glorious Pavilion. In any case, he made it to the Glorious Pavilion, so he did not want to leave empty-handed.


Anyone who could construct a stable Spell Model could become a Wizard — that was the Wizards' ultimate secret! Having been given a new life as the son of an aristocrat and armed with a super quantum computer from his past life, Spell Models game as easily as breathing to Merlin. With this overwhelmingly huge advantage, would Merlin become the greatest Grand Wizard of all time?

[The Law of an Observer: An individual, of at least twelve years of age, may choose any point and location on the timeline to go back and observe the events of the past. No one from the past can interact in any way with an observer. With this, the observer may move freely among the world of the past without disturbing or altering the past in any way.]

Everyone knows about this law of time travel. Anyone can be an observer or a "ghost," as many jokingly refer to it. You get to go back in time and watch any event or moment they want to see, whenever they want without any concern for interaction with anyone or anything. However, as with anything to do with humans, there are flaws. Occasionally, we knock something over, or someone from the past sees or hears us. We do not understand why some individuals from the past can sense our presence but since they have no way of explaining what they have seen or heard the blame goes to the spirits of their dead loved ones or evil spirits watching them from another world. I always found it comical; they think they are seeing someone from the past when they are seeing someone from the future. No matter that is where we get the name "time ghost" or "ghosts of the past" so it is true, we are responsible for many of the past's legends and ghost stories. 

There is another way of time travel that only a select few of ever get to know about called The Law of Replacement.

[The Law of Replacement: A qualified individual that is selected, properly trained and then approved by the Board of Time Travel, can go back in time and replace someone in the past. These individuals do have the ability to change history. They may never return to their birth time. The individual must follow the objective they are assigned by the board, without deviation. If, at any time, the individual is not carrying out their assigned mission, actions are taken to redirect the individual back to their assigned task.]

There is a principle that is in the unwritten fine print of The Law of Replacement; to "replace" someone in the past you must murder that person to take his or her spot. Also, the part about "never return to their birth time" means as soon as you kill someone in the past, you die in the present. That is because an individual cannot exist in two places on the timeline. To replace a life, you must take your own. Leaving everyone that had ever loved you with a corpse. Also, the part about "properly trained" in The Replacement of Time program means that once you are selected, you have no life outside of training. You spend years learning about a particular point in time: the events, people, and cultures of that time. You do not get to choose; the board selects your time for you. You learn, live, and die in a compound. That is what I am doing now. I, Mick, have been in training for four years for the replacement program. Some people say I was born for this, and they might be right. I am the boy whose parents were both part of this small group of the selected few for The Replacement of Time Travel training, and was even born in the training compound. Lucky me.

Now, there is not much I remember about my father. He was sent to the year of 1863 when I was just three years old. His assigned objective was to save Abraham Lincoln's life by replacing a soldier that would silently and without anyone there to see, take the bullet that was meant to take Lincoln's life in September of 1863. In return, Lincoln was able to deliver the Gettysburg Address less than a month later inspiring the northern public to stay active and changed the outcome of the Civil War. His mission was short, and he is in an unmarked grave on the edge of a small battlefield. The only thing I have of my father's are the notes that he took while he was in his training. The notes that always stand out to me are the ones that have anything to do with the family of the man he replaced. He wrote more like a diary or letters instead of school notes. But at the end of the day he is just another dead soldier with a name lost on a battlefield. Now, my mother, on the other hand, went back to replace Florence Nightingale. The first female nurse that changed the way women were being seen and encouraged more women to become nurses. Saving more people in wars as well as taking care of the sick; her legacy continues today, and everyone knows her name. Well, at least the name of the person that she left me to become. 

That is one day that I will never forget. That day that I was finally left alone and I felt like that past was more important then my future...



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