Undertale, adalah sebuah game bergenre VRMMORPG yang sangat di gemari para gamers. Seorang pemain peringkat tinggi menerima kontrak dari developer game tersebut untuk membuat demonstrasi dari fungsi baru yang akan di luncurkan oleh developer game.

Sebagai pemimpin Guild Top Circle, Andika memiliki kewajiban untuk memimpin anggotanya untuk melaksanakan kontrak yang telah dia setujui dengan developer game.

Pada awalnya, semuanya berjalan dengan sempurna tanpa hambatan yang signifikan. Namun sebuah insiden yang tidak terduga terjadi ketika Andika akan menerima hadiah dari misi tersebut. Andika secara tiba-tiba dipindahkan ke dunia lain seorang diri, tanpa teman-temannya yang mengikutinya.

The line felt like an eternity. Well, it's not like it matters because I'm just a soul right now, not experiencing any pain or whatsoever. But still, you get my point.

I don't know how I died, but I'm dead, and that's for sure. I don't know what place this is, but another thing I'm sure about is that time doesn't exist here. Or maybe, as a science believer, I can say that a millennium here is equivalent to about a millisecond in the living dimension. In short, it came to the point where you can practically ignore it.

It came to the point where the flow of time was significantly insignificant here.

I also don't know why I'm here. I mean, okay, I'm dead, I'm just a measly soul, but can't I just go straight to paradise or chaos, wherever may my soul belong?


Putting those worries aside, I feel like we aren't moving forward at all. Are the humans way too much in number that even in the afterlife, it's way too crowded? This thought can only get a sigh from anyone.

Come on, people. Control, we need to control ourselves! Stop that plok plok and have another hobby, demmit!


Okay, I need to calm down. Seriously, even in my afterlife, I'm still as short-tempered as ever in useless things.


Finally, my turn came. The door was nothing impressive, and can only make one person at a time pass. The guard wore something like a robe. No, it was more like a hoodie or something, but he just looked like a guard. Like a typical frail-looking guy you know you'll never want to mess with.


"Job... UpDown" is all the guard at the door said.


"I'm sorry, what?"


Job and UpDown? What does that mean?


"Job... UpDown," he repeated. It made me more confused, but I can see he had no intention of saying anything other than that.

But job or UpDown... Does UpDown mean THE two places where souls go?

I asked the guard about it, and he nodded. Well, as much as I want to choose the UpDown, my gut was telling me that I should choose the former, even though I have no clue what that is.


"Job." I decisively said. The guard nodded once more, and he touched my left shoulder, making me glow like a sun.


"Uhmm... what's happening?"

Without answering my question, the guard smiled and nodded once again. He then said, "Choose one." before my eyes were covered with light.


As the light engulfed my whole being, I thought this is either the worst or best decision I've ever made in my life. I mean, in my death. Or afterlife? This is so embarrassing, I wish I can kill myself. Wait, I'm dead.

Seriously, what the heck? Anyway, you get my point.
~~
When my vision cleared, a screen was floating in front of me. It was a list of every single job there is in the world. 

As I scrolled down, there were many odd jobs such as dog food taster, and professional sleeper listed. For unknown reasons, they were already crossed out.

Popular jobs such as engineering, nursing, and teaching were also crossed out. As dumb as I am, I clicked on "Physician" only to receive an obvious notice.

"THIS JOB IS TAKEN."

Well, it was worth the try.

I clicked the 'jump to the top' button at the lower right corner on the screen. This time, I read everything thoroughly and noticed that the list started with Abattoir something then ended with Zoologist.

"Is Zumba Instructing not a job?" I thought out loud. The screen suddenly lit up, making me involuntarily close my eyes. When it returned to normal, there was already 'Zumba Instructor' listed at the very bottom.

Uhmm... okay?

It was quite a weird experience but I let it pass since I have yet to choose a job. I immediately looked for my dream job, writing, but almost every writing job was taken except for one.

Writer. 

It made me wonder why those who were before me chose the other writing jobs but I immediately was able to answer my question. Being a 'writer' was way too general, you never know what you will need to write next.

I mean, wouldn't it be more exciting not to know what'll happen next? Or is it just me? 

Probably just me. Anyway, I clicked 'Writer'. 

A notice showed up again, "YOU HAVE CHOSEN A JOB."

After that, the screen disappeared in front of my eyes, replaced by a computer. I was now inside a cubicle, sitting on a swivel chair. Normally, I would've asked myself what the heck was happening but for obvious reasons, I felt completely normal, not even a bit surprised.

Right in front of me was a paper with organizational markers and a pile of sticky notes. On my right was a half-whiteboard and half-bulletin board equipped with pins and whiteboard markers. To my right was a blank wall, probably for the post-its. 

This was how I came to have this job - the start of my career as a writer.

Well then, what should be my first title?

We all live, we all die. But have you ever wondered what really happens after we die?

I thought my end would be either at those two places but a dimension where time does not exist, existed.

In here, we all have one job. One can clean anything, another can teach anything. And mine?

Well, I can write anything. Even things I never knew in my whole lifetime, I can write about it.

I never knew what love is. I never knew what it feels to be loved or to love.

Will a pen really be enough to know? Should I write about the thing called "love"?

Is love that shallow?

I don't think so.

~~

Join 'Writer' and the fam as they uncover their life's biggest secret. This is a bit of a 'slice of life' genre (I think?) although the setting is on the afterlife.

Anyway, hoping for your support! (*ehem* PowerStones *ehem*)

Even though the stated shifts for most are nine and a half hours, running a compound takes a lot of work and when things require a little extra work most the time I'm called by one of the other two trusted to do my duties in directing others when im off shift. when im off shift my duties are split between 4 different people each shift, one of which being a shorter shift where when relieved those people help out with other tasks. I am often radioed to help with any number of different tasks, in the medical ward, outside helping with a problem when gardening, simple issues with equipment, questioms about procedures, etc. Im almost always wearing my ear peice. "why do you have a closet full of clothes here for both of us, the majority of them being black, earthy colors, or straight camo?" Vincent asks from behind me as he looks through the closet 
"they are cargo pants, my tank tops that fit tighter so i dont get caught on things, then we both also have all kinds of t-shirts, earthy colors and the black ones all say something sarcastic so it can have a little spice. in the back there are also a few dresses for me and button up shirts for us both incase we are here for a special occasion, i managed to find ones that were durable and practical but still looked nice. the containers up top have socks, underwear, bras, belts, and the ones labeled with our names each have a custom bug out bag in them. the totes in the bottom have supplies, gear, snacks. i was prepared." I close my laptop as I finish speaking and look at him with my hands folded over top of it.
"you made me a desk here....PC and all..." 
"its logged into all your gaming accounts, all the offline games have been downloaded on a few different hard drives, and each one is labeled by which games it has on it, they are all in the right hand top drawer, the left side of the desk is mine, i bought a big one so we could both use it. your processer over is yours and the left side with the paper organizer and plug in printer is mine along with the filing cabniet there" I gesture as I explain 
"whats in the other two drawers then?" 
"I went through your desk and got you a few pairs of the headphones you had, packs of all the cables I found, sets of the small tools you use to do maintence on your computer, and a few things i thought would be useful like pens, pencils, paper, puzzle books, and some cords i saw online that looked useful."
"ill have to go through all of them but honey...I never knew where all your extra money went and yet while i thought you were buying stupid things you never told me you did all of this for me, this must have cost you so much..."
"i wanted you to be comfortable here. under the tv there's an Xbox, a playstation and around 40 games for either, and of course tv shows and movies on DVD, i figure if we are staying here for a long time we may as well be comfortable. the compound produces an excess of power even for now when we are all living here. we rehooked all the extra solar panels, have hooked up both of our wind power generators, we have more than enough power to go around here. while we should still shut anything we arent using off we are free to play on what ever we like." 
"you had all this set up and you didnt even tell me? theres a fucking mini fridge in here. theres a microwave and a one burner stove, pots, pans, gaming stuff, a fucking amazing bed. this is better than where we LIVE now, why didnt we just live here?!" 
"I mean it is far enough away from my father that we wouldnt even really have to see him and could use seperate real kitchens but it wasnt perfect yet and I didnt know how to bring it up for the future."
"what do you mean it isn't perfect?"
"this room was supposed to have a burgundy accent wall painted soon, I even have the paint in the utility closet down the hall from this room, the two recliners came in, bit havent even been moved into this room and assembled yet, under the bed that pull out storage is an armory that's missing 50 rounds of ammunition i need to replace, and it only has three bullet proof vests, its missing one."

"I could have helped you finish everything, you didnt have to do all of this by yourself hun" 
"I wanted to" i say just as my earpeice crackles to life, mike informing me that I'm needed in the red building, kitchen number one for a mixer malfunction. "I need to go take care of some things but have fun, take things easy i know this a new space for you." 
I spend the most part of 4 hours getting sent from one odd job to another to pick up tasks that the people specially trained to each of these tasks had bigger jobs of that type to do, and while i can do basic to average in most jobs there are some i excel in, in those four hours i got three that i was a queen of, inventory questions and help, subbing in as head chef for a little while, and stitching up a two inch gash for the guy who wasnt being careful enough and fell off the roof. falling off a two story building hes lucky thats all he got, he put his harness and saftey line on and thats the only thing that saved him, but he gashed his arm on a planter hanging on a window of the upper floor. the doctor thanks me as he was a bit overwhelmed with all the wellness checks and while the man was a priority he thought backup would be nice and I was already there when he walked in. I write up the report of the injury and how it occured and what treatment he got after I put on antibotic cream, and bandaged it up, having him sign the report right under my signature and then the doctor sign under him. On the walk back about half way to our room vincent finds me "youre a hard woman to find. i thought there were only nine and a half hour work shifts?" 
"for most people yes, but with much power comes much responsibility" I make my tone deathly serious for this corny quote, causing us both to chuckle a bit
"i found the ice cream. we should have some" 
"to not have some ice cream right now would be irresponsible."

"Wow that was some awesome food Sanji" Luffy says while touching his bulging stomach.
"Wow captain you really have a huge appetite" Ron speaks.
"Yoi-Yoi Ron you don not have to call Luffy captain, You can just use his name itself" Usopp says.
"Really is it alright i thought pirate captain were strict about calling their superiors respectfully" Ron says.
"well that maybe common in other pirate ship but in Straw Hat pirate we treat each other equally" Sanji says.
"Ron you know a lot about pirates even though you are just a writer" Zoro asks in a questioning gaze.
"Ah that i have secretly observed a lot of pirates who came to logue town but maximum of their careers ended in logue town due to Smoker" Ron says.
"So Ron are you from logue town" Nami asks.
"Yes i am from logue town i have been born in logue town but i have not been in logue town for many years and i just came back a year ago to start my writing career" Ron says.
"Ron what were you doing before becoming a writer" Luffy asks.
"Well i did do many kinds of jobs in different places" Ron says.
"Okay Ron i will introduce you to all the Straw Hat pirate formally and their work" Nami speaks.
"Luffy is the Captain, Sanji is our cook and is responsible for our food reserves, Usopp is the sniper of our crew and is responsible for the maintenance of the ship and our weapons, Zoro is a swordsman and is responsible for cleaning the decks alongside Luffy sometime and i am the Navigator of the ship and responsible for maintaining the treasury of our ship" Nami says.
"You can say what are you good at and we will distribute a work for you" Nami speaks.
"Well i have experience in most of the jobs you mentioned expect Luffy's" Ron says.
"Ho you will really come in handy since we sometimes need an extra pair of hands in our work" Sanji speaks.
"Ohy Ron i will tell you i will be solely responsible for the maintenance of merry, You should know that i had a huge fleet of ship in my control before joining Straw Hat pirate" Usopp goes on saying his usual lies.
"Ah it will troublesome to make you responsible for any single work" Nami speaks.
"Nami i think my experience will come in handy since i have been to Grandline many times" Ron says.
"What!!!!" Everyone shouts.
"Ron you have been to Grandline" Luffy asks while his eyes are sparkling.
Everyone was staring at Ron in amazement.
"Hey is it something amazing" Ron asks.
"No-No we usually do not see many people coming back from Grandline to East Blue" Usopp says.
"Alright then i will help in everyone's work when anything is required and i think i will inform you about Grandline information in sessions" Ron says.
"Sessions what is that is it something we can eat" Luffy says while his face show the expression of thinking of food.
"Yoi Luffy you just ate sometime ago" Sanji shouts.
"Session what is that" Nami asks.
"Session is a type of class i will be taking to everyone while we are in our journey, I would be like a Instructor of sort for the Straw Hat pirate" Ron says.
"Oh is it not a type of meat" Luffy says in a dejected tone.
"Instructor well that's something new" Zoro says.
"Okay no problem since you will be helping in other things as well" Nami says. 
"Well then since we are all free i will take my first class right now" Ron says.
"Since Grandline line is our next destination then the reverse mountain will be our last stop in East Blue" Ron says.
"Reverse mountain???" Luffy.
"Nami you have map to Grandline's entrance right can you bring it here" Ron says.
"Yes, Wait a minute i will bring it" Nami says and goes to cabin and brings back a map and shows it to everyone.
"See this mountain it has four entrance each from one of the four seas and then they meet each other at the top of the mountain from where a canal goes down to the grandline which is the entry to the grandline" Ron says.
"We will be going to enter through East Blues's entrances" Ron says.
"Wait you are saying that we will climb the mountain with our ship, That is impossible" Usopp says.
"This is most special part about reverse mountain that all the entrance have a canal in which the water flows in reverse due to strong current and we will ride this current to go up" Ron says.
"But we have to careful if we miss the entrance we will crash straight towards Redline due to the strong currents" Ron says.
"HA HA HA it is going to fun" Luffy says while laughing.
"Nami when will reach reverse mountain" Luffy asks.
"We will reach there by tomorrow" Nami replies.

Nami :- He stole my Bailey
Luffy :- He stole my meat
Zoro :- I will certainly cut him
Sanji :- I will kick him first
Usoop :- Somebody save me
Ron :- Alright everyone it is time to train

This is the story of the future one piece crew who suddenly added a new mysterious member in loguetown.

What changes will he bring in the original story and what is his true identity.

Any character and material from original one piece belongs to Eiichiro Oda and the author does not have any copyright for it.

"It's not bad." Qin Chu nodded. 
"Good, have some more then." Huo Mian smiled in relief. 

The two of them ate breakfast across from each other. Qin Chu didn't say anything, but he would occasionally raise his head to look at Huo Mian. 

Huo Mian, on the other hand, ate with great appetite. She had been eating western breakfast food for quite a while now, and it was rare for her to have a homemade Chinese breakfast. Thus, for her, the food tasted especially delicious. 

No matter how angry Qin Chu was with her, he would still feel like everything was heaven-sent once he saw her sitting by his side so quietly…

He had wished for a day like today for seven years. 

"How is your brother doing? I heard that he was discharged from the hospital," Qin Chu suddenly asked.

"Yes, he's recovering very well. I told him to rest at home for a while since he's not enrolled in a lot of courses this semester anyway."

"Good," Qin Chu nodded.

After breakfast, the two left home together.

Huo Mian had been taking the bus to work for the past few days because Qin Chu was driving the Maybach. 

"Let me drive you if you don't mind this car."

Huo Mian looked at the car and felt uncomfortable…

"I can park the car further away," Qin Chu added. 

"Okay," Huo Mian nodded and thought that he was trying hard to compromise. 

On the way, Qin Chu turned on the music inside the car, and the famous English song Hotel California started playing.

The melody was mesmerizing, and it was a song that Huo Mian liked, so she soon began singing along.
 "On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
 warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
 up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
 my head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
 I had to stop for the night.
 There she stood in the doorway;
 I heard the mission bell
 and I was thinking to myself
 this could be heaven and this could be hell
 then she lit up a candle
 and she showed me the way
 there were voices down that corridor,
 I thought I heard them say
 welcome to the hotel California
 such a lovely place
 such a lovely place
 such a lovely face.
 There's plenty of room at the Hotel California
 any time of year
 any time of year
 you can find us here."

"You're a good singer," Qin Chu suddenly said.

Huo Mian suddenly realized what she was doing and awkwardly lowered her head. 

"You have a beautiful voice," Qin Chu said again.

"Thanks."

"California is a beautiful place, the sea is endless there, the sky is blue, and the air is fresh. The pace of living is also very slow there."

Qin Chu had been in America for seven years and pretty much visited all of the states…
"Yes, I've seen it on television. It really is gorgeous."

"I'll take you there on vacation when we have time," Qin Chu suddenly said. 

"Okay." Smiled Huo Mian. 

Even though no one knew when this might happen, since Qin Chu proposed, she couldn't possibly disappoint him. 

"Do you have a driver's license?"

"I do." Huo Mian nodded. A driving school held an event at her college graduation. It was half price, so she and Ning Zhiyuan both took the course and got their licenses.
"Then you can drive the CC. It will be easier for you to commute in a car. Don't take the bus, it takes too long."

"No, it's fine. We don't live very far from the hospital, and there's a parking space shortage already. A little nurse like me doesn't have a designated parking spot anyways, so it's not necessary." Huo Mian smiled.

"Why… don't you quit that job of yours?"

"Are you saying that I should be a fulltime housewife?" Huo Mian looked at Qin Chu as if he had just said something absurd. 

"No, I know that you want to keep yourself busy. You don't have to stay at home; instead, you could help me at GK, just pick a department you like. If you still want to work in the medical field, then I can establish a wellness department. It can provide GK employees with check-ups, for illnesses and stuff. I can even get a doctor to assist you, or I could even open up a private clinic for you."

Qin Chu was truly willing to do anything for Huo Mian…

Huo Mian knew that Qin Chu always kept his word, but it was absurd to open up a clinic just for her. 

He shouldn't do that, even if he had all the money in the world….

"No, really, but thank you for the gesture. I really like the job I have right now. It's very fulfilling. The truth is, some jobs can't be evaluated with money, it's where my interests lie. The OB/GYN department that I'm in is the busiest department of the entire hospital, but I really do love it there because I get to witness the birth of many lives every day. I can't explain that kind of joy. Qin Chu, if you truly mean well, then let me do the things I love. Just that would be great."

"Okay." Qin Chu nodded, acknowledging that he respected her choice. 

Then, he stopped the car slowly, "We're nearly there, you can get off here."

"Okay."

"Mian," Qin Chu suddenly called out gently.
Huo Mian turned around, but before she knew what was going on, Qin Chu kissed her on the lips.


Original Synopsis: 
Seven years ago, after their breakup, he disappeared without a trace.
Now, he reappeared on the eve of her wedding, sparing no means in forcing her to marry him… 
With a certificate of marriage, he bound her mercilessly to his side. 
From there, this “Cinderella” began her journey as a wife of the business empire’s heir...
Mrs Huo - composed, sharp-tongued, and freakishly smart.
Mr Qin - wife-spoiler to no end and a complete “slave” to their daughter.
Quality love story, one on one. You are welcome to get hooked on this story with us. 
Stats on QQ Reader: 102 million favorites, and was voted 8.4/10 by 41 thousand readers. 
TL's Note: Probably one of the best stories I've read, and I was very tempted to translate the title to Big D Brings Spring. Girls, I hope you enjoyed it as much as my girlfriend and my female translators who binge read 4000 chapters in about a month. 
For all the guys hesitating to give it a try, you won't regret it. It's a manly book, I swear.

In Aria's apartment, the quarters emitted—an eerie feel where people engulfed in their deep state of slumber since the sun hasn't risen yet.

The deafening kind of silence was cut short until it broke from the suddenness of the alarm. In this, it has drawn the awakening of Aria's consciousness. Therefore, she will proceed to do her daily routine of doing writing gameplay storylines.

As a writer, Aria thought that she already has everything she wants in life. The truth is, it's not—it's not always easy being a writer. It's not as glamorous as movies make it seem. In the real world, it takes a lot of effort to write from where you want or what you want it to be. 

It needs dedication and conviction to make it into a career. As much as skill and passion are important, it's even more important to have that dedication to turn your passion into a living.

It's like you entered it with the most optimistic and most passionate version of yourself. You wanted to write not just because you have that skill and talent to do so. You wanted to write, not to boost your capabilities as a writer, but for—the sole purpose that you wanted to move and inspire people—through the power of your words.

Art is supposed to make you something like magic flows through your veins of your creativity and imagination, and writing is one of the most underrated forms of art that exists.

This is what she decided, and that's her goal to fulfil her wishes.

ᴛʜᴇ ᴇɴᴄʜᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ, ᴀᴡᴀᴋᴇɴɪɴɢ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ sᴏᴜʟs, ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴇɢᴇɴᴅs ᴏғ ᴀʏɪʀᴀ, ʀɪsᴇ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴜɴᴅᴇᴀᴅ, ᴛᴀʟᴇs ᴏғ ᴄᴀsᴛᴇʀs — or any other games that will be released soon at the year of 2025.

All the backgrounds, the storylines, the scripts were mostly written by her. People in the world couldn't help but get interested in how broad her imagination and simplicity of her works. No other reason why people couldn't wait for the upcoming VR gaming. All of them already knew that would break any records from history.

Apparently, all of the above was just one of her dreams.

She wasn't a designer, nor a coder,  but a writer that holds extraordinary ideas of gaming. She is also big fond of gaming. Being a gamer is like one of her remedy against anxiety and stress—an escape from the cruel reality at some point.

Last previous months, she became one of the members of the famous high-tech industry, known as ⓜⓥⓡ —Montclair Virtual Reality Gaming Industry. 

This time, she was transferred to ZA Team, where they conducted a game about the zombie apocalypse. They need a writer to make up the storylines of the gameplay. And this is her part to join in. 

At some point, she got excited from the upcoming thrill beheading to her mind. Well, why not? Aren't they just living undead who eat people's brains or flesh? 

And everyone. . .erm. . .will go mayhem against all those zombies through the weapons they create. No schools, no jobs but to survive at any cost. Go adventure and meet more people to save. Idk if it sounds exciting for you, but it's exciting for us, as the gamers.

Sometimes, it can be really intriguing.

The sound of tapping against the keys—is soft and powerfully subtle as her fingers typing with ease; emitted a soothing aura - as tranquil as a rain.

In her laptop, she saw her writings from the first chapter. She made this story as a storyline of gameplay called, ᴛʜᴇ ʀɪsᴇ ᴏғ ᴜɴᴅᴇᴀᴅ.  

It was a story about a young girl from a real-world transferred to the post-apocalyptic world that became a princess and should bear the next heir as a future queen, however, an apocalypse collapses; swarms of zombies invaded their kingdom, spreading the virus to the people and become one of them. 

In spite of all, there was a bodyguard, right in the hand of the so-called king, who falls in love with the princess, and swore to protect her but in the end, he failed to do so. 

She was planning to make her find her way back to him. But first things first, she needs to train herself and get stronger in order to save more lives. 

The goal of the game is one of her mission to save her kingdom, search her family and find the solution of the curse to why it all happened. Perhaps, only if there's an elusive mage to fix it.

In the middle of writing, she was now stuck after the fifteen chapters, where she hardly think of what would be the antidote. Should she add an unaffected creature that carries a strong antibody to fight back the virus? 

Well, if she adds that then, it would be hard for the princess to find it since who knows she has to travel the world to find a creature that wasn't affected. Or. . . She would just add a creature that got affected but its blood help to regain and fight the virus for its special case. She can add some special abilities for it...that would be amazing right?

Ugh, it's frustrating somehow. How on Earth would be that easy to find that creature? 

Just writing about it, makes her eyes watered. Well, writing can make her have a little amount of money. She needs a job, a proper job. It's hard giving up from what you love—writing some sort of amazing stories—but it was so stupid to keep doing it when it is useless to you when no one appreciates it.

She took the last glimpse of her work, with tired eyes and closed her laptop in shut as she begins to think about her works, realizing how lacking her experience was.

Aria looked at the clock that was already a quarter past seven, well close to 7:30 am, which is the time she must be at work. Luke should have been waiting for her now. She tapped the button of the printer and print the rest of the chapters. 

She ran hastily to the bathroom and clumsily tripped from the blankets that were strolled over the floor; causing her to fall forward and land flat on her face against the floor as she mumbled multiple curses on her way then, slammed the door. 

After several minutes, there was a knock on the door. Even though, she hardly prepared herself at the moment. Her black hair dripping wet from a newly bath. This time she hurried to the door, not wanting Luke to wait any longer. 

The door clicked, a familiar presence stepped in, revealing Luke with his MVR uniform, her partner on AZ Team. 

It was a coincidence that he lived the next door of her apartment. I'm sure that some of the readers from romance novels will be squealing like a fan school girl as if they would be meet a bad boy just right after their doors. 

And no, there was nothing special about this guy. Sweet, polite and gentlemen but nerd, when it comes into codings, and computers.

It's kind of, out of the picture as a bad type of guy. 

He was a tall, broad build with tousled charcoal hair about a height of six feet. His nose was sharp, like hawklike menacingly, with chubby cheeks. Well, his eyes. . . didn't seem normal as the others. They were large, calm and full of propitious. Their shade of green was unlikely anything she'd ever seen.

Compared to his height, she was short. Whenever she tried to pat or reach his shoulder, she had to be on her toes. Skinny and a little clumsy. There was nothing special about her.

Achathia is a kingdom coated with magic and swords. Heroic soldiers sacrificed their lives to protect the kingdom. In this land, zombies are normally seen everywhere and people dying every day in which you couldn't stop, losing the lives of their loved ones around them. Princess Aria lived her life in the lap of luxury: ruling the land by and beheading those who defied her every evening. Despite being a princess, she needs to know how to hold a sword in order to defend her family; the same as everyone else in the kingdom. Beneath an unbreakable curse cast at this land, in order to survive Princess Aria needs to find an elusive mage to unfold the curse in reverse.  

There were fire and smoke,
Blood and corpses,
People were paranoid,

Mindless zombies roam the earth -
each city, state, and street.
Countless corpses corrupt the land;
The undead, they never sleep.

To live in a world of this apocalypse,
you must learn to kill what you love,
and love what can die.

~
"This isn't for ZA for ZA readers. This is Zombie Apocalypse for a generation raised on anime, manga, and MMORPGs. And don't forget, there's an exclusive thrilling action and reincarnation as genre on this story!" 

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"This is a fun adventure tale with a mix of gruesome, horrisome horror elements about apocalypse in which civilization collapses due to swarms of zombies overwhelming social, law-enforcement, and military structures. Typically, only a few individuals or small bands of survivors are left of the living."



Warning: This book contains poorly written, unedited, and a lot of grammar mistakes. If you want a flawless, perfectly written book, this book may not be for you. If you're interested in wicked imaginary adventures, feel free to open this book!

Credits to the Sword fighter Cover Photo made by antilous.

[There are three ways to survive in a ruined world. Now, I have forgotten a few, but one thing is certain. The fact that you who are reading this now will survive.

-Three ways to survive in a ruined world]

A web novel platform filled the screen of my old smartphone. I scrolled down and then up again. How many times have I been doing this?

"Really? This is the end?"

I looked again, and the 'complete' was unmistakable. The story was over.

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[Three Ways to Survive in a Ruined World]

Author: tls123

3,149 chapters.

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'Three Ways to Survive in a Ruined World' was a feature-length fantasy novel with 3,149 chapters. Its shortened name was 'Ways of Survival.'

I have been steadily reading this novel since the third year of middle school. I read it during the time when I was bullied by iljins [1], when I ruined my entrance examinations and had to enter a local university, when the damned random draw went wrong and I was placed in the military unit at the forefront, when I repeatedly switched jobs and am now working as a contractor for an affiliate of a large company… Damn, let's stop talking about this. Anyway…

「Author's words: Thank you so much for reading 'Ways of Survival' up to here. I will come back to you with an epilogue!]

"Ah… The epilogue still remains. Then the next chapter is really the last one."

From the end of childhood to adulthood, it had been written over a huge period of 10 years. There was a mixture of despondency that a world was coming to an end along with a sense of satisfaction. I opened the comment box of the last message and rewrote the sentence several times.

-Kim Dokja: Writer, thank you for everything in the meantime. I am looking forward to the epilogue.

They were sincere sentences. Ways of Survival was my life's novel. It wasn't the most popular, but it was the best novel for me. There were many words I wanted to say but I couldn't write them. I was afraid that my careless words would hurt the writer.

-An average of 1.9 hits per chapter.

-An average of 1.08 comments.

This was the average popularity index of 'Ways of Survival.' The number of views for the first chapter was 1,2000, but it fell to 120 for the 10th chapter, and then 12 for the 50th chapter. By the time it was the 100th chapter, it was only 1.

Hits= 1.

I was overwhelmed by the feeling I got when I saw the numerous '1' that appeared next to the list of chapters. In some cases, there was a '2', but it was likely someone pressing the wrong button.

'Thank you.'

The author published a novel with more than 3,000 chapters with just 1 hit per chapter over a period of 10 years. It was truly a story just for me. I pressed on the 'Recommendation Board' and immediately started tapping on the keyboard,

-I am recommending a super fun novel.

The author wrote me a free completed novel, so I should give him a recommendation. I clicked on the completed button, and comments quickly appeared.

-It looks like a new anti. I searched for this person's ID, and they recommended the same novel several times.

-Isn't his recommendation banned? The author shouldn't do this here.

It occurred to me that I had written a recommendation several months ago. In an instant, there were dozens of comments asking for investigation by 'spectators'. My face flushed with embarrassment. I was sure that the author would read this. I hurriedly tried to delete the message, but it was already reported that the message couldn't be removed.

"This…"

It was upsetting to think that the recommendation written with all my sincerity turned out like this. If they even looked a little bit, why didn't anyone try reading the interesting novel? I wanted to give a donation to the writer, but I couldn't afford it because I was a salary worker barely able to make a living. Then I received a notification that a 'message has arrived.'

-tls123: Thank you.

A message flew in from out of nowhere. It took me a while to grasp the situation.

-Kim Dokja: The author?

tls123—it was the author of 'Ways of Survival.'

-tls123: I was able to complete it to the end thanks to you. I also won the competition.

I couldn't believe it. Ways of Survival won a competition?

-Kim Dokja: Congratulations! What is the competition?

tls123: You won't know it because it is an unknown competition.

I wondered if he lied because he was ashamed, but I wanted it to be true. Perhaps I really didn't know. It might be a bit hit on other platforms. I was a little sad, but it was good to have an excellent story spreading.

-tls123: I would like to send a special gift to you as a thank you.

-Kim Dokja: Gift?

-tls123: It is thanks to my dear reader that this story has come into the world.

I gave the writer my email address as he asked.

-tls123: Ah, right. I got the monetization schedule.

-Kim Dokja: Wow, really? When will it start? This masterpiece should've been paid from the beginning…

It was a lie. The Ways of Survival was a daily series, so I would've had to spend 3,000 won a month. 3,000 won was one convenience-store lunch for me.

-tls123: The monetization starts tomorrow.

-Kim Dokja: Then the epilogue coming tomorrow will be paid?

-tls123: Yes, I'm afraid you need to pay for it.

-Kim Dokja: Of course, I have to pay! I will buy the last one!

There was no reply from the author afterward. I logged out of the site. Then I felt the pessimism sink in later. The author left without a reply after he succeeded…? My admiration turned into petty jealousy. What was I so excited for? In any case, it wasn't my novel.

"Will he give a cultural gift certificate? It would be good if it's for 50,000 won."

At that time, I was thinking naively. I didn't know anything about what would happen to the world the next day.

[1] Iljins= It used to be used exclusively for gangsters mobsters and meant "first team" aka the gang's best fighter. Now, it is used more frequently to refer to a school's "bad" kids — the ones that are constantly disrupting class, getting in trouble, ditching school, smoking, drinking, etc. Source.

Only I know the end of this world.
One day our MC finds himself stuck in the world of his favorite webnovel. What does he do to survive? It is a world struck by catastrophe and danger all around.
His edge? He knows the plot of the story to end. Because he was the sole reader that stuck with it. Read his story to see how he survives!

Everyone walked Iris to the main wing's entranceway. Yang Jiahui handed her a big box of different pastries. Iris and Meimei exchanged phone numbers.

"It's good to see you again after so long, Little Sister," Long Hui told her. His expression was cold as usual, but his tone sounded sincere enough. "And my congratulations on your new album."

"Thank you, Elder Brother Hui," Iris replied.

"I hope that you'll consider the things I told you today. Never forget that you have the blood of the Longs running in your veins."

A slight frown briefly appeared on her face before she smiled at Long Hui. "I will keep your words in mind."

He nodded.

Long Tengfei stepped forward. "Xiulan, my daughter, come visit us again when you have time. You're always welcome here."

"I will. Thank you, Father."

He cleared his throat and then remembered something. "By the way, has your mother visited you yet since your recent hospitalization?"

"No, but Mother called saying that Cao Guang contacted her. She said that she's somewhere in the Mediterranean and can't immediately return to the country."

Long Tengfei scowled. He was about to comment on his ex-wife's irresponsible behaviour but thought better of it. He didn't want to agitate his daughter, especially now that they were just starting to repair their relationship. And besides, Dr. Ching told him that his daughter's emotional and mental wellness should be prioritized, not just her physical health, or else a repeat of her previous collapse might happen again.

He took a deep breath and smoothed out the scowl from his expression. He nodded. "Alright. Take care on the road."

She bid them goodbye and goodnight before following the guard all the way to the main gate. It was already past 9 in the evening. There was a slight coolness in the air. She rubbed her exposed arms to warm them up a little.

Outside the compound, a car was already waiting. Jin Liwei's subordinate opened the door for her and she hurriedly climbed inside into the arms of her man.

The couple cuddled in the backseat as the car drove home.

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Gold Heights Condominium.

Later that night, in their bedroom.

They were preparing for bed when Jin Liwei handed Iris an envelope.

"Hm? What's this?" she asked.

He just pushed the envelope to her, silently telling her to open it herself.

She took out the documents and began reading. Her eyes widened and she glanced at Jin Liwei. Then she carefully read every single word. When she was done, she smiled at him.

"Satisfied?" he asked her.

She nodded and opened her arms wide, inviting him for a hug.

Of course he obliged her. He pulled her into his arms, kissed the side of her neck, and then nibbled on her earlobe.

She shivered and then sighed in satisfaction. The she looked at the documents again. "Negative, negative…Everything is negative. Excellent. I thought you've already forgotten."

"Baby, you want it so of course I'll get it. I got tested three days ago. I only received the results today. I was actually supposed to get tested a few days earlier but I had to cancel my first appointment because I was too busy at work and had no time."

She pulled his face so that they're looking at each other. Then she gave a quick peck to his lips. "We can have full sex now."

His eyes immediately darkened with desire and his breath quickened, but he controlled himself. "Yes, we can. And we will, baby. But not now."

"Hm?" She tilted her head to the side, studying him. "Am I hearing things? Aren't you the one who's the most eager for us to have full sex?"

He chuckled, tucking a lock of long, silky hair behind her ear. "Indeed."

"Then why?"

"Baby, I love you. Now I realize that I just don't want to have sex with you. I want to make love with you. I want both our first time to be special."

"Special? How?"

"Hmm…Let me plan it first, okay?"

"You want to plan it? How? Having sex…I mean, making love needs a plan?" 

A furrow appeared between her brows. Her expression was so cute that he couldn't help but kiss the furrow.

"Oh!" Her eyes lit up. "I think I know what you mean. You want to make a plan for our positions? You want to choreograph our movements? Hmm…but that doesn't sound like it'll be fun. Won't it be boring if sex―I mean, if making love is choreographed? I don't want that, Liwei."

He threw his head back and laughed.

"Why are you laughing? Hey!"

"Sorry, baby. You're just too cute."

She pouted at first but quickly smiled after.

Jin Liwei was feeling very happy (and relieved) that his baby girl's period was over. She was back to her usual calm and good-natured self. He didn't need to be so cautious around her anymore, afraid that she would snap at him without any warning.

He held her hand, the bracelet he gave her glinting in the light. "Don't worry about it. Leave everything for me to plan."

"But I'm so curious. I want to know! Liwei, tell me. Please…darling?"

He immediately wavered upon hearing her say "darling". He almost spilled all his ideas to her but was able to catch himself. Ah, how dangerous! His baby girl seemed to be gathering more and more weapons to her arsenal on how to make him do anything she wanted. Not that he was complaining.
He was more than happy to give her everything she wanted as long as they remained together for all time.

"Be patient, baby. Okay? I want it to be a surprise."

She pouted again, making him smile.

"Fine," she finally muttered.

Afterwards, Iris kept his STD test results in a safe place. Then they laid down together on the bed in each other's arms.

Jin Liwei asked her about what happened during her visit to the Long residence. She told him everything that happened.

"I actually agree with my brother. He's right. I'm not qualified to work in any corporate jobs because I'm undereducated. I don't have a university degree."

He frowned. "Are you planning on working in the business industry?"

If she was really planning on it, he would prefer it if she worked at his company instead. She would end up as his wife anyway (according to his plans), so it would be better for her to establish her authority at his Jin Corporation.

A world-famous hacker and daughter of the most powerful criminal family who ruled the international Underworld for many generations is killed when their organization is annihilated in a single night.

She is reborn into the body of Iris Long, a teenage pop singer, wild party girl, and spoiled brat. For the former princess of the Underworld who lived an overprotected and shackled life, this new life is a chance to finally live the life of freedom and independence that she always wanted.

Jin Liwei is the most powerful man in the country's business world. Cold and ruthless, he is someone only a few dare offend. When the infamous Iris Long, who used to chase his younger brother, wakes up from a year-long coma, his unfeeling heart moves for the first time and he falls hard for this unexpected genius girl.

She wants to fly freely and soar high beyond the sky. He wants her everything, to tie her to himself and to never let her go.

This is her journey to super stardom. This is his journey in accompanying her. Together, they will rock the world while facing many challenges.

But what will happen when she discovers that she can never escape from the shadows of her previous life? Will she still be able to live her dream life of freedom and independence? Will he be able to protect her from the dangers?

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WARNING!!! WARNING!!! WARNING!!!

This novel is rated 18+ (no one 17 and under allowed). It contains mature adult themes, coarse language, explicit sexual content, and occasional graphic violence. Reader discretion is strongly advised. Please do NOT read if you are under 18 or if you feel uncomfortable with any of these elements. 

And despite of what some of the negative reviews are claiming, there is NO rape in this novel. Many scenes are deliberately made uncomfortable (clear 18+ warning), but there is NO rape.

Also please remember that this is a work of "fiction". Thank you!

People seem to believe they're trapped within the typical 9-to-5 career track, but in fact, there are a lot of options. In the US, we're rarely exposed to the options we have outside of our nation's borders (minus the military). You just have to be willing to take some risks and work a bit harder.


An incomplete list of options to get your ass abroad and exploring the world:

Join a volunteer organization. If you don't mind getting your hands dirty and putting yourself in some extreme environments, then volunteer organizations, both NGO's and otherwise (i.e., Peace Corps) are always looking for help. You'll most often be sent to developing countries, but some developing countries are surprisingly pleasant to live in (Thailand, Colombia, Philippines, Peru, etc.). Once you're on the other continent, bouncing around from country to country is rarely more than a $50 bus/train/plane ticket away.

Teach English. The pay is low and the work is hard, but this will get you a paid trip to another continent and often with really good vacation time. Asia and Latin America are the go-to continents for this with no experience or foreign language required. If you teach in Europe, you're going to have to know the destination language at the least. A friend of mine taught English in South Korea for six months, took the money she made and went to India for three months, then taught in the Philippines for another six months and then bounced around Southeast Asia for a while after that. Not a bad experience.

Find a source of mobile income. Poker. Stock/options trading. Freelancing. Consulting. Internet marketing. Blogging. Graphic/Web design. Writer/journalist. These are all professions I've run into on the road. These are all forms of income that can be earned regardless of location (and I'm sure I'm forgetting a few). Some of them have a steep and long learning curve, but there's never a better time to start than now.

Start an online business. This is a massive topic which other people can cover much better than I ever could, but internet startups can often be created and managed from anywhere. In fact, there are a number of startup "incubators" around the world where internet entrepreneurs congregate in places with high quality of life and very low expenses (Chiang Mai in Thailand, Bali in Indonesia, Medellin in Colombia, etc.).

Convince your company to let you work remotely. Not an option for everybody, but if you're a programmer, developer or designer, then this could be an option for you.

Get transferred overseas. Another option if you work for a large international corporation such as Procter and Gamble or Yahoo! is to get transferred to various locations around the world. You can often gain a lot of vacation time by working in other countries as well which will allow you to explore.

Find odd jobs as you travel. This is easy in some countries and impossibly hard in others. But finding jobs in hostels, bars, and restaurants in cities you travel to can be done to support yourself wherever you go. A number of people do this. It takes time and effort and obviously is quite stressful, but it can be done.

Work on a cruise or for an airline. Seriously. These people have amazing flexibility with their time at sea and where they get to go. I met a woman who worked on a cruise in Costa Rica and she had been to over 75 countries, living in a dozen for more than six months. She was in her early 30's. The same concept applies to working for an airline but to a lesser extent (and far more jet lag)

Start your entire career abroad. In a number of developing parts of the world, particularly Asia, there's an extremely high demand for university-educated Westerners for high-paying management positions. Countries like China, Brazil, Malaysia, and Singapore, are importing a lot of western talent. Not only can a recent college graduate skip multiple rungs on the corporate ladder by moving to one of these countries, but they can see a major quality of life increase at a lower cost-of-living. Let's just say that making $60,000 a year in Shanghai goes a LOT further than making $80,000 per year in New York City.

You can combine a number of these strategies. Sometimes you can just take off with your savings and begin to figure it out as you go. Someone can leave with their life savings, start a blog on the way, do some freelance consultant work online, work some odd jobs here and there, and by the time their savings run out, they have a modest location-independent income. But as always, Google is your friend. There's no shortage of websites and resources on NGO's, internet startups, marketing, expatriation, backpacking, vagabonding, etc.

Random Stuff . . . . This is not my cover! . . . . This was made for fun, not for profit.

First off, I would like to point out that this is a fannovel of a popular (and loved by myself) military sci-fi shooter called Halo. Most Characters, Settings, Weapons and Locations within this book, are respectfully the property of 343 Industries, I do not own any of the aforementioned, this is a fan project dedicated towards this amazing franchise, not for profit nor publicity.

 I would like to thank Bungie for creating such an amazing game series that has been around for nearly two decades. And thank the wonderful people at 343 Industries who push on hard to uphold the Halo series today. 

I would like to also thank a particular inspiration to me as certain people may be able to infer from the cover and title of this fanbook. Eric Nylund, a great author and one who helped to breathe life into such an amazing franchise, even before Halo CE was released, loved by Halo Fans everywhere. I would also like to thank, and credit Fred Van Lente, who created the four main characters used in this fanbook, Van Lente created the main characters, and I hold no ownership over them. Fred is a great comic and book writer, making amazing works on not just Halo, but numerous Superheroes from the MARVEL franchise.

I would like to thank my parents, for always being there for me. And driving me to where I am today, looking after me, listening to me, and just generally how well you guys do your jobs. You have my eternal gratitude and thanks.

Lastly, I dedicate this to all Halo fans, whether casual or hardcore, like me. Halo has given me my very own "Great Journey" through the years of my life on Xbox, meeting amazing people through the common love of a great franchise of a military sci-fi shooter. Here is to nearly two decades of Halo, and two decades more!


It is the twenty sixth century, humanity has expanded across the stars, culminating in hundreds of worlds that colonists call their homes, safeguarded by the United Earth Government and the United Nations Space Command, having struggled beneath its weight under the insurrection which plagued throughout the colonies. The Office of Naval Intelligence (ONI) launches the SPARTAN II Program to stomp out the insurrection, but with the arrival of a new enemy, the Covenant, an alien empire caste who see humanity as an offense to their religion, and are bent on one thing. The extinction of the human species. Humanity’s only and best chance for survival now lies on the SPARTAN II Program. Now, In 2552, after 27 years since first contact with the Covenant,  they have now arrived at Reach, humanity’s fortress amongst the stars. Outnumbered and Outgunned, the defense of Reach, now rests on a squad of the hardened and battle armored SPARTAN IIs known as “BLACK Team”

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