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"Can I?" Anna asked Wu Tang touching the door.

Wu Tang contemplated for a moment, Grandpa Li haven't allowed anyone to enter this room. It's very sensitive topic to him. Whenever he feels low he would lock himself inside Li An Shu's room for hours.

Nevertheless Wu Tang nodded letting Anna to go in. After all it's her mother's room and she's no one to stop her. Wu Tang left once Anna entered the room.

Anna was greeted with a beautiful white room, it was elegant just like Li An Shu. The room was clean and well organized even when no one uses it. There's also a office workspace inside the room. The entire wall was filled with numerous books.

Anna walked around casually glancing through Li An Shu's things. Anna was amazed looking at Li An Shu's perfumes notes. Anna had some idea about perfumes after working on Belle. One can easily tell the love Li An Shu had for perfumes. No wonder Yu Han wanted to make a perfume in Li An Shu's memory.

Anna's eye fell on a thick album hiding behind the perfume notes. It looked old and bit dusty. The album was filled with pictures of Li An Shu, from her childhood to graduation. A smile crept up on her lips looking at the pictures. In one of the photos Li An Shu had buried Li Xiong in mud with his head popped out showing a victory sign steeping on him. Poor Li Xiong was crying looking at the camera.

Looking at the pictures you can say Li An Shu was fun loving person and was easily adored by anyone. She had her own charm. 

Anna squinted her eyes looking at the Li An Shu's University pictures. It was Li An Shu and Yu Kong's picture taken in the campus. It was a group photo, Yu Kong was holding the basketball championship trophy with his teammates and others among the girls Li An Shu was looking at Yu Kong in admiration.

The next pictures was all full of Yu Kong's. Their first date photo was also there with Li An Shu kissing Yu Kong's cheeks.

So, it was a campus love. 

There was another photo which grabbed Anna's attention. It was a group photo of three, Li An Shu, Yu Kong and another person. But, the more Anna saw the photo the more she felt she has seen that person somewhere. 

Not able to put a finger on that person's identity Anna closed the album and returned to it's original place. 

Anna's eyes fell on something else, it was a wooden box. Anna stood on her tiptoe trying to reach the box but was unsuccessful. She had seen a similar wooden box in Yu Kong's room as well with initials engraved as 'LY'. Anna was curious to know what's there in that box. Now don't take it wrong, she just wants to find some clue or anything which can clear the mystery behind Li An Shu's death. 

Standing on the swivel chair Anna successfully reached the wooden box. It was filled with love letters and few gifts from Yu Kong. Anna sighed in disappoinment placing back the wooden box. 

The swivel chair moved slightly making Anna loose her balance, in panic Anna grabbed the bookshelf. Her movements only caused the chair to move further away.

*Thud*

Anna fell on her bum. The wooden box and other books fell on the ground with Anna. It was a mess.

 Anna winced in pain rubbing her bum. Her waist hurt a little as she tried to stand up.

Is Li An Shu angry on me for looking into her things? 

"I'm sorry, I won't do it again. Please don't punish me." Anna immediately clasped her hand together and bowed. If there's anything which can scare Anna then it must be ghost's.

Anna began cleaning up the mess she made. Placing back the books Anna came across a book called 'White love'. The name was quite unique, Anna wanted to open and read it but she controlled herself not wanting to be punished by Li An Shu again.

With a heavy heart Anna placed the book back  to its original place but somehow it wasn't fitting in there. With no choice left Anna decided to put it on the top row which was empty. Anna sighed looking at the swivel chair.

"You better don't make me fall this time or I would sell you off." Anna warned to the lifeless chair.

Standing on the swivel chair once again, Anna placed the book. Before she could get down, the book fell on her making Anna loose her balance again and fell on her bum.

"F**k" Anna cursed out loudly glaring at the swivel chair.

The books had fallen once again. The 'White love' book was lying with it's cover open.

Anna's eyes widened as she saw a another book inside that book. The 'White love' was just a cover. The other book was the personal dairy of Li An Shu.

Is this a blessing in disguise?

Should I read it?

Is this a sign of Li An Shu?

Before Anna could open the dairy and read it the door swung open by Wu Tang. 

Wu Tang's eyes fell on Anna who was sitting on the floor with books sprawled all over.

"I heard some sound, are you alright?"Wu Tang asked in concern helping Anna to stand up.

"Yeah." Anna smiled awkwardly. It was quite embarrassing.

"I was just looking..." Anna tried to explain with a embarrassed smile.

Wu Tang smiled back.

"No problem, I'll clean it up later." 

"Now let's go, everyone are waiting for you." Wu Tang said walking out of the room with Anna following her behind.

Anna sneakily took away Li An Shu's personal dairy with her.

Anna was a cheerful, fierce and brave girl she follows an eye to eye and tooth to tooth concept. But due to some unfortunate fate she met with an accident.

When she opened her eyes, she found herself in a unfamiliar place facing unfamiliar people. What's more shocking is she's no longer Anna Mantis. She's reincarnated as Yu Han who's a rich, soft, shy, caring and beautiful woman, surrounded by the people who love her, who hate her, who wants to hold her in there arm and protect her but also by the people who wants to see her in nothing but pain and wants her dead.

Anna a.k.a Yu Han had finally adopted to her new body and surrounding. Her new life goal is only to take revenge for Yu Han's life.

But fate has another plan for her, one day she has to go back to her ownself but the question is will she be able to leave the people who now has become part of her life, her family and her love??

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"Hubby, do you want to be punished for bringing another woman here." Anna's eye had fire. Ji Yang smiled at his wife.

"I'll be glad when you're the one punishing, I'm looking forward to it.." Ji Yang smirked. Anna is stupefied seeing his shamelessness.

"..and don't worry Feng Yi is not with me.." He switched his position and now Anna is caged between his arms.

"Now let's talk about your punishment for coming with another man here" His voice is low and seductive, Anna lost all her senses as he bit on her earlobe.

The wind started to turn into a mild breeze which softly caressed Yeon's delicate, pale face. The sun was setting and the sky was a beautiful mixture of dark blue and pink, even some dim stars made their appearance in the sky. Now Yeon has finally arrived at the hut and looked at it with loving eyes. The hut was quite small but big enough for two people, the outside was adorned with climbing wild vines and white roses were growing down the roof. There was a small vegetable garden next to the hut which was fenced off, there was smoke coming out of the huts chimney and as Yeon looked through the window she could she the elderly lady sitting next to the fire keeping her little frail body warm from the mild breeze creeping through the cracks of the walls and doors. 

After admiring their little hut Yeon stepped inside and went to her room. Her room was very... unique, there were loads of different ornaments hanging on her ceiling and tons of ancient scripture research papers scattered across the floor. There was a wilting plant in the corner of her room and her small wooden oak bed was placed under a large window. Moving some of the scattered papers on her desk to the ground, Yeon placed the old book she had received onto the table, got out a note book, feather and ink. "This May take some time..." Yeon bit her lower lip as she inspected the front cover of the book, it was brown in color but in some areas it looked as if the book was plated gold. The title of the book said "power of the 3 mystical beings". 

Before reading the book itself Yeon rummaged through her drawers to look for her cleaning and polishing equipment. Yeon gently grabbed the book front cover and with a small cotton ball, dipped in some herbal mixture solution, she started wiping away the brown color of the front cover. Several minutes passed until she finally got rid of that horrendous brown color.
Now the book had golden spots in some areas but the main overall color was yellow. Yeon grabbed the polishing equipment and started fiddling around with the front cover trying to refine the cover to the best of her abilities, as she wanted to restore the books beauty. After what seemed like a whole decade, she was snake to restore the front cover to its former self. 

Now she could clearly see the front cover... it was magnificent! It truly was plated in gold, the title was green and was written beautifully. But there was something that had made its appeared after Yeon had cleaned the cover. In the center of the cover there were 3 animals which were painted in the middle. One was a great large dragon and under it were the words "dragon king", then there was a picture of a Phoenix and under it was the word "Phoenix" And lastly there was a stunning white and gold striped nine-takes fox and similarly to the others the words "nine tailed fox" was visible

Jae hwa was once known for her devilish beauty, wisdom, strength and personality... you could say that she was perfection! Brought up in the fire city which was the main land, the most dangerous-dark and mysterious as well as the most prosperous of all cities; Jae hwa had unfortunately uncovered a secret that should have been sealed for eternity. Now that she has gone missing, is she dead? Or will she come back to fulfill her destiny? And whom will she meet along the way if she is still alive? Perhaps the man or men or her dreams will appear next to her on her journey or in heaven...

The girl looked hatefully at Ah Chun as she slowly got up from the ground. She was on the very edge of the battle stage and was very lucky she was not knocked off. Ah Chun did this on purpose so she could play with her a little longer. Of course, The girl did not know that Ah Chun purposely controlled her strength just enough to send the girl to the edge of the stage. She gave Ah Chun a smug look as she shouted out. "You might have caught me off guard but you lost your chance to defeat me!" 
"Oh? Then come I am waiting." Ah Chun yawned as she said this. She was doing it to anger the girl. The more angry the girl got the worst she would fight. 
The sect master and other elders all looked over at Edler Dan. Elder Dan only smiled as she chuckled. "Chun'er said she wanted to have fun in this tournament. So I can see why she is purposely angering the girl. Plus this disciple has an air of arrogance about her. So I believe that Chun'er is also trying to break some of her ego so she understands that she should never judge a book by its cover. I actually forbade Chun'er from using real swords since she will always go for the vitals and might accidentally kill someone.  That is why I gave her a wooden sword. But like I said, never judge a book by its cover." 
The Sect Master smiled when he heard what Elder Dan had to say. He had the same idea as her when he watched Ah Chun's actions. He could tell she did not use her full strength to hit the disciple in her attack. She had easily dodged the girl's attack and struck out to knock her right to the edge of the stage on purpose. 
All the other elders felt what Elder Dan said was true. One should never judge a book by its cover because even a rabbit can bite if pushed hard enough. So they nodded their heads to agree with what Elder Dan had to say and turned their attention back to the battle on the stage.
Ah Chun once again watched as the girl rushed towards her. Ah Chun only shook her head and smiled as she raised her sword and….
*Whack!*
A loud sound was heard as Ah Chun struck the girl's shoulder of the arm that was reaching out to grab her. The girl let out a scream of pain as she felt her collar bone being crushed. "Lesson one… Never underestimate your opponent.  You charge at me like a starving wolf you will fail no matter how many times you charge." 
Ah Chun moved her little feet as she gracefully spun her body around and used her tail to once again send the girl flying. "Lesson Two… Even when you are hurt you must suck it up and endure or you will find yourself flying through the air!"
The girl once again found herself at the very edge of the stage. One wrong step and she would have fallen off. She felt humiliated by the fact that a young girl who still smelled of her mother's milk was telling her how to fight. She could not take such a disgrace she ignored the pain in her collar bone and charged once more! 
Seeing the girl still doing the same thing over and over caused Ah Chun to let out a long sigh. She shook her head and slashed down with the wooden sword. "Lesson three just because it is a wooden sword does not mean it can not cut. Anyone proficient in swordplay can slice or stab a person with something as simple as their finger. So a wooden sword is the same as having the sharpest sword all of the heavens in the hands of a master." 
There was a spurt of blood as a long thin slice appeared across the girl's chest that was deep enough that it went all the way down to her girl's bones. Ah Chun made sure not to slice through any vitals when she did this attack.
The girl was now fully sober as her anger diminished and she came back to her senses as she felt the burning pain in her chest. Blood continued to flow out of the wound. The girl was about to open her mouth and admit defeat but did not get a chance as Ah Chun once again moved her little feet twirled her body around and this time using more strength she hit the girl with her tail sending her flying right off the stage. 
Ah Chun did not want to let the girl admit defeat since if she did she would not learn a hard lesson so Ah Chun made sure to use enough strength to crack a few ribs as she sent the girl flying. Ah Chun stood on the stage as the overseer of her stage shouted out in a loud voice: "Stage One, winner, Ah Chun! She will get a five minute break before her next battle." 
Ah Chun smiled and sat down and closed her eyes to adjust her condition. The battles are continuous and depending on how hurt one was the overseer would give a rest time appropriate for the disciple to heal. Since Ah Chun did not get hurt she only got a five minute break. Ah Chun did not mind continuous battles it would allow her to really solidify her foundation quicker. She was actually looking forward to the battles to come she had seen some of these battles around here that looked to be rather intense. So she had high expectations for some of her future battles.
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A little girl rises amidst the bloodshed world of cultivation. 

A vow to the heavens that controls her life or death. 

A heartfelt love that lasted for ninety-nine lifetimes. 

Ah Chun, a little girl who lost her mother meets an immortal cultivator named Mei Liling. Mei Liling takes Ah Chun on as a disciple and teaches her about cultivation. After making a vow to the heavens, Ah Chun's path in the world of cultivation was set. She now has no choice but to become the strongest or give her life to the heavens and die. A long journey is ahead as Ah Chun grows from a girl who knows nothing into a legend that the storytellers will talk about for years to come.

  "Mr. Li, what is the meaning of this? Your daughter has my birth mother's bracelet. "

"So what if I took it! A beggar like you should have died off months ago. You were lucky that we didn't sell you to a slave trader to become some plaything for the highest bidder! You and that slut mother of yours did nothing for this village! You should have died along with her!"

"Mother is it ok to kill someone like this trash over there?"

"Chun'er if you let him live and just beat him, he will most likely try to get revenge, so it's better to remove him from this world altogether." 

"Un! Chun'er understands and has learned Mother's lesson well. Chun'er will now rid this world of trash who do not know right from wrong!"

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"Papa, read me a book."

One young halk and another, older one lay half-asleep on a pile of green leaves, with everything around -the walls and ceiling, made of living wood. The room was cramped and dark, except for the small streaks of light seeping through the gaps of leaves and branches on one part of the wall.

"Hmm, what kind?" The older halk said, caressing the young girl's brown hair with a comb of his fingers. He embraced the girl with his rough arms and brown wings, seemingly providing a warmth only a father can give.

The girl then struggled and wiggled out of her father's loving grasp, thereafter standing and looking around the cramped room. She then parted the patch of branches and leaves on one part of the wall, revealing a hole big enough for her to pass.

She climbed out of the hole as many more streaks of green and yellow lights welcomed her, lightly playing with her delicate skin and feathers. 

As soon as she got out of the hole, she spread her majestic wings wide as she then glided down below, landing on a wooden platform many meters below the hole she crawled out of.

She eyed the surroundings. She was inside a giant hollow sphere made of living wood, a bloat of some kind inside a colossal tree. She glanced back to the hole she came out of, seeing it being carved deep into the wall. 

The living walls naturally curved and arched, forming a giant spherical room with many wooden platforms hanging from the ceiling, alternating with one another till they reached the top. The platforms hung from thick and bulky vines which then connected to the ceiling -a green canopy.

Willows of light orbs floated endlessly in the still yet gentle air, like giant puffs of dusts demanding awe and attention. The girl then went up close to these willows, lightly playing with them as some flashed yellow, while some flickered green -with the golden eyes of the girl reflecting the mirage of colors. 

It was apparently nightfall, as the colossal moon's gleam of light was seen through the ceiling made of branches and leaves.

The girl then snapped out from her trance as she remembered her task: find a book. She rummaged around the floor, seeing all the unkempt wooden toys and books left hanging around the wooden platform.

She raised a book to her face, but threw it right after. Another one she held and observed, but seemed uninteresting to her perspective. Then finally, she found another one under a pile of toys, and decided she wanted it.

"Papa, this one!" She raised the book over her head.

She then saw her father poke his head out of the hole, seeing his father's warm smile shining down upon her. He then lept over and spread his great brown wings, gliding and descending to the wooden platform.

"Hoh, you want this one?" He asked, fingering the leather cover of the book with a seeming doubtful face.

"Yes!"

"It's a human's book." He said, turning the pages of the book -seeing the black ink. "Interesting, haha."

"Okay then, hold on tight Bepa!" He said as he swept the girl's feet and took her in his arms, embracing her tiny body as he flapped his wings once, twice, and then darted straight upwards, passing the many platforms, and went through the ceiling of leaves and branches.

He then slowly landed on top of the giant tree, on the canopy which was supposedly their ceiling. Moonlight rained down their figures as they gleamed at the horizon, seeing the line of hundreds and hundreds of giant trees with bloated, spherical trunks, making a forest for giants.

Sparkflies lined the leaves of the canopy, greeting the two halks with a mirage of violet and purple lights. He laid the girl gently down, and with a hush of his mouth, he read aloud the book.

"Once upon a moment, a princess named Kara was waiting on a tower's window, waiting for the one she was destined to be with."

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"Boring!" Her father shouted, shutting close the book as it made a loud thud. 

"What?!" The girl said in surprise. "Papa, continue!"

"Now, now, why don't you hear one of my adventures instead?" He said, showing a smug look on his rugged face as he swung his imaginary staff. "They don't call me 'Rhasta the Great Magician' for nothing!"

"But you've told me like, a hundred times already!"

"You haven't heard this one." His father hushed, bringing his finger to his lips as he then started to brag about the times of the past. He started from his early chickhood, then transitioned to his growing years, then on and on it went. The night seemingly dragged on, them both bantering back and forth with all kinds of things really, as finally, they fell asleep on top of the canopy -with starlight hanging over their heads.

A red, ominous light dashed along the canvas of the night.

As the girl fell deep asleep, she felt a burning sensation tugging at her chest, flickering like wildfire. "It's a dream." She told herself.

She was wrong.

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On the coming of the next morning, where the sun was high up in the sky, she found herself laid on top of the canopy -feeling like dried fish.

She sat up and surveyed the surroundings, her dad nowhere to be seen. She stood up, hopefully increasing her range of vision, and yet she still couldn't find him.

What she did find was the sound of a riot below, inside the hollow tree.

With curiosity in mind, she then dropped down through the woods and leaves below her feet, entering the hollow trunk. She spread wide her wings to glide in a slow descent, however, something felt wrong. 

She couldn't feel her wings.

She tried and flapped with all her might but to no avail, falling fast in a deadly descent. She was dead for sure, but as her short life seemingly flashed before her eyes, a figure came to her rescue as it grabbed her mid-fall, securing her landing.

It was her father, staring at her as he laid her beside on the wooden platform.

"Thanks, papa-"

"Who are you?!" Her father howled, aiming the question at her.

"What do you mean-"

Disgusting. 

Disgusting. 

Disgusting.

These were the words that she heard from the crowd of halks surrounding her. 

Crowds? Why are there crowds? Why are they crowding over her in the first place? Why are they inside her home? And why... do they have such faces against her?

"What's going on?!" She cried.

Disgusting.

Disgusting.

Disgusting.

Nobody answered her call. All there was were murmurs and whispers, gossips and such. She wavered, but yet she tried to steady herself as she pushed against the wooden floor, trying to make sense out of all this. 

However, something felt wrong. Very wrong.

Her hands felt wrong. As her gaze wandered -although hesitant, to her pair of hands, it all came falling apart. 

"These... aren't my hands." She said as she raised them both, frightened at what she beheld. She prayed to the Great Beings above, hoping this was just like any other dream.

But it wasn't.

Red, fleshy layers covered the entire hand, with bloodshot eyes dotting the skin -staring right back at her frozen face. Veins pulsed and protruded, like an enigmatic nightmare that the girl wasn't able to fully comprehend.

She then turned her head back in a rush, hoping to see her wings as they were, but all she saw was a pair of branching bones instead, bloody membranes connected to her shoulder.

She vomited.

Disgusting.

Disgusting.

Disgusting.

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"Papa, help me..."

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"Disgusting."

Flo is a hybrid, an offspring molded by a human and a dir. In the world of Fleis, an earth forged in the searing furnace of the great Elders, the act of such was deemed a sin so grim that Flo was then sold to slavery, severing the bond with his parents -never again to feel their warm embrace.

With everything taken away from him, he now survives in the hands of a human master, fighting in a bloody cage built by human kin: an arena. He thrives in the death of other slaves and hybrids alike for the sake of seeing the light of tomorrow. Ruthlessly and mercilessly, he fought -until he met an old man who changed the course of his entire story by the blink of an eye.

Follow Flo's journey, along with a bird-woman and a human deserter, as he turns from a mere slave to something far, far greater in this colossal and mystic world of Fleis -built using the flesh, blood, and bones of a dead Ancient, brimming with mythical races and magic galore that'll leave you biting your fingernails for more.

A very long 5 minutes pass-by and I've only just reached beyond 20 meters, the adrenaline has calmed down while I started to regain most of my senses. 

chirr! chirr! chirr!

My eyes dart to and from every corner of the city, staying highly alert before stopping on a patch of grass not too far from my position. Keeping my knees slightly bent as I scuffle my way towards the patch of grass that's managed to creep its way through the cracks within the pavement.

chirr! chirr! chirr!

Feeling the pain starting to crop up from the depths of my stomach I hurry my actions, bending down to my knees I start searching the patch of grass, Keeping an ear out for the general direction of my meal.

chirr! chirr!

"Gottcha"  I whisper, showing a grim smile as I remove my hand from the grass only to reveal a 3cm tall Yellow cricket, its large eyes staring through me.

Holding back the urge to gag, I hold the cricket between my thumb and index finger while slowly moving it towards my mouth.


Chirr.....crunch. crunch. crunch!

Holding back my disgust as I feel a nauseating taste form on my taste buds, I take a fast swallow ignoring the hard carapace of the cricket sliding down my throat.

Urghhh…. Urghhh, -Cough, Cough-

Spitting out tiny pieces of shell and black liquid I start to gag, 

"I cant throw up, hold it down, calm...." folding both my hands into fists, I close my eyes to relax my gag reflex.

"Grumble" …. hearing my stomach growl and the pain fading I know I cant just stop at one. flicking my eyes to the patch of grass while clicking my tongue, I go for seconds.

Several minutes Pass

Ptui, Ptui, 

" Yuck" I grumble as I wipe my lips on my sleeve. I had spent the last 5minutes searching and eating at least 12 different Crickets.

I wasn't too keen on eating insects in the previous world, placing the cricket in my mouth was a challenge. Looking at the bush in disgust I turn away before standing back up straight. 

"Kawww"

frightened, I almost jump 1 meter into the air before scurrying to a concrete blockade at the side of the pavement.
Looking around for the escape route back to my base I was about to run back.

"Kawwww" … "Kawwww"

Looking for the source of the noise, I see around 20 meters within the air is a flock of crows circling a half destroyed three story building a few dozen meters away. There hangs a sign but the paint is worn out so I cant tell what the purpose of the building is. 

I couldn't even notice Creatures so close to me? frowning I take notes-  That's a warning to keep my vigilance up at all times. The next time might be a Val instead, with my condition as it is, I cant escape by releasing my limits.

Taking a quick look around, I make it back to my two feet before steadily making my way towards the building.

"Crows usually circle their prey when death is near right? but they don't seem to take the initiative to go near". a dreaded expression appears on my face before turning into hope then back to dread.

"I can think of two outcomes of what's causing them to be hesitant; First off, a Val is enjoying its meal and therefore they don't dare disturb it" here I rub my chin before speeding up slightly.

"Second, There's a survivor who's Injuries had lured them here but they cant get the initiative so they're waiting for him/her to pass away?" This seems more realistic.

Turning around I take a glance at the edge of the forest for a few seconds, But could there possible be anyone remaining? I don't see the Tier 3 Val eating to its full before leaving, allowing others to live.

"Nutian?" I whisper to myself, if there's anyone who could Hide from a Val of that strength then it must be the mysterious Nutian's.

I arrive by the collapsed building, it seems freshly destroyed- this must of been the work of those Zurkaro's. 
Walking through an opening I scan the inside, its quite large with a large desk at one end and shelves stacked around. its a reception area, Looking up the building had caved in towards the middle, leaving a several meter high rubble pile.

 Stepping onto the Old Wooden floor I creep towards the centre.

Creak! 

"Damnit" panicked, I stop my footsteps and slow my breathing. It all goes silent...even the crows stop their calls seemingly waiting for a good show as they crowd around the outside walls. the only noise is the beat of my heart.

 clank! Bang!...…clatter, clatter, clatter, clatter

A metal pipe falls from one of the shelves of the preserved side of the building before rolling across the ground.

Jumping up I get into a battle stance, not like its going to achieve anything but I wont wait for death! I glance towards the noise and see a pair of tiny red eyes scanning me curiously before turning into a shadow and vanishing. 

"Quick" I don't even have time to look before it vanishes into another corner of the room.

I glance around, and was about to leave the building when the Shadow reveals itself. It lands ontop of the rubble pile silently standing. Its a 30 CM Jet-Black bat, Dark red eyes with a human expression of suprise and shock written all over its face as it scans me up and down.

I myself am shocked, whats with that bats expression? Seeing my silly look the Bat seems to have gained its composure, it proceeds to put one wing towards its mouth and coughs.

"Cough"

"Whistle- What happened? I almost didn't recognize you kid- your half dead" The bat see's the severe signs of starvation.

"?????" I back up a little, eyes wide.

"We met briefly Two days ago didn't we?" the bat speaks this worlds language, which from the host bodies memory I can sort of make out what he's saying-but a talking bat?.

"Uhh eh, I dont really recall" frowning I put my hand on my chin and contemplate. 

"Zu, have I seen this bat before?" I ask Zu to recall information.

-Zu system-
-analysisng-
-Two days ago before being sucked into the void tunnel a Black Figure had fought of a deadly attack targeted towards the crowd you were with, total Screen time 0.3 Seconds-

"Play memory" I still cant recall.

Zu played the memory, almost like watching a video, a Purple Corrosive Substance had been thrown towards a crowd of civilians while a black smudge appears and disappears before the corrosive substance is no longer seen.
 
Pausing on the 0.3 Second Screentime, all thats seen is a fuzzy circle. no wonder I dont recall where ive seen it.

 "Ah yeah, I remember... I suppose I should thank you for saving me from the Corrosive Attack" I smile and respectfull thank him.

"Eh?" dumbfounded the bat looks at me

"hmm?" confused I look back.

"You saw that?" it walks forward a little, one eyebrow raised, questioning again.

I just nod, whats up with it, didnt it say it had seen me?

"haha, Hehehaa" it puts on a delighted smile before laughing.
"no wonder,  NO wonder" breathing in and out it calms.

"no wonder you survived while we...." here he smiles lovingly towards me, before his eyes dim and shake his head.
"While we all died...." he whispers the last part, with my enhanced hearing I heard him.

What does it mean "We all died"? its alive isnt it? I question to myself but keep quiet, This Bat isnt a joke. Whether speed or strength it far surpasses the Kwar's strength that had attacked me.
But he says he still died? Val are more dangerous than I imagined" I take a mental note.

"Looking at you, your not even Five yet?" sighing, it asks.

"5 and 3 months" I reply. I'll keep me being transmigrated a secret for the time being.

"How'd you escape the eyes of the Zurkaro's who are known for their smell" here the bat is puzzled, this child doesnt have any Aura and clearly isnt experienced.

-Sniff...Sniff..- wrinkling its nose, it begins to find this youngster's scent.

It opens it eyes in suprise, "this youngster is giving me plenty of shock! he doesnt have a scent! How's that possible though?" its the bats turn to frown as it also contemplates the existence of this kid.

Not having any idea's it shakes its head and throws it to the back of its mind.

"hehe, no wonder you could hide, BUT!" here the bat stops talking, while its feet begins walking down the pile of rubble... it seems to be growing in size each step.

"It isnt enough," it continues, pondering.

"Val have alsorts of evolutionary traits that cant be explained with common sense. They can find heat sources, Noise,Smell and even track the Aura of specific people!!!" here the bat gets excited, almost reaching the bottom of the rubble pile. 

It stops, looks down at the wooden floor before jumping.

Crack,,Creak!

It lands Snapping Two wooden planks of the floor below.

"Follow me..." The bat says seriously as Its eyes look at me mysteriously with a sly smile.
"o-Ok" almost choking on my words I follow this bat.

-"it could be a Val but doesn't look dangerous" I think -

 -"and its not like I can run if I wanted too"- sighing I give up on any plans to escape. I change my thought to trying to apply common sense to what I had just witnessed.

This bat had grown from 30CM to over a meter in height, where did the mass come from? how is it stored? these questions dont have answers yet.

I walk behind the bat as it walks slowly, its wings behind its back as it takes long strides...almost enjoying his life as if this is the last time it may walk. We cirlce around to the back end of the rubble .

Stopping before a 5 tone metal Pillar, the bat looks down and sighs. I take a look around the pillar and what's shown is a large amount of blood stains along with torn clothing.

"Stand back a bit" The bat turns its head and warns, a warm glint within its eyes. 
"I could last a couple hours more if I just send the kid away" a loving smile forms within its eyes as it turns away from me. 

"But.... If it can help this kid survive" a grin thats hard to remove appears on its face, showing its fangs 
"If he gets back to the mainland he will one day rule over the Mortal Continents" It shouts internally 
"Or more so...perhaps he could place his foot into the Dark Zone?" shivers run down the bats spine.

The bat puts on a determined expression, as its mind is set at peace. it releases all its energy reserves as it uses a special skill.

The air around the bat begins to vibrate, a Blue mist forms around the bat.

"Growth" "HUUUURARRR" 

I watch the bat reach down, place both of its hands onto the Metal pillar before its face distorts while doubling in size to over 2 meters Tall. Its Jet-Black skin looks like leather while Orange veins wriggle around the muscles covering its body.

CREEEAK! CREEEAK!CREEEAK!....

Slowly but steadily, the 5 tone metal pillar begins to rise off the ground. Reaching a height of 2 and a half meters from ground floor, the bat then takes three steps back leaving indents within the floor before kneeling in a offensive stance.

Giving its all- The bats Thighs balloon, like a connon it explodes releasing all its energy- throwing the pillar over 10 meters away- Piercing the far end concrete wall.

BANG! ZZZZZZ!

The floor sways a while before coming to a stop.

"Whew!" wiping non existing sweat from its fore head it nods satisfied. it peaks over at me secretly and pleased to see my dumbfounded face.

I take notice of him looking but I dont even need to act shocked, what just happened? my body shakes- not out of fear but excitement!

But just what is this creature? Val?but Its so human like,I speak to myself interally while Zu had recorded everything being displayed.

The bat bends down and begins removing some smaller rubble before stopping,showing a sad expression. It seems to have found what it was looking for, but why is it sad? I move closer to take a look at .

What I see is the dead body of an adult male, infact i've seen him before. he has black hair and a pair of broken glasses, Several Steel pipe's seem to have penertrate his heart, lungs and stomach.

He was the one who was most calm the whole time, so he was a nutian huh. I size up the bat thats shrunk back to its 30cm size.

"Could it be this mans pet?" I wonder

"This" The bat points to the corpse.
"this is what I mean by we all died" the bat says lowly, it seems to be fading in and out of existence. 

"Living when I'm dead, aren't you suprised?" It glances at me and grins. 

"eh?" lowering a brow, I don't know what he's talking about.

"Nutians, there isnt a limit to what you can learn but what you can apply"
 The bat flies into the hole, scuffles around a bit before reappearing carrying a book and a bag.

"I shouldn't really be showing others this as Giving away other's skills is Illegal but heck, what they gonna do?" The bat cracks into a laugh. before it becomes even more transparent, it gestures for me to come forward and take the items.

I do as told, holding the bag in my left hand and the book in my right while staring at the bat- still overwhelmed at what's happening.

"I dont have anymore time, You'll understand when you read the book" The bat hurries with a fast explanation.
"You need both the Aura Harmonic and the Writing of the skill" here it speeds up its words.
"Missing Either one will cause the skill to fail, Aura Harmonic can only be passed on from peer to peer not mass taught"
"I can only show you a single skill, And wont be able to provide you with -Growth- as I'm out of energy" the bat is almost like a ghost while it shakes its head.
"Follow my breathing" it gently smiles.

 -Zu, Record everything that's about to happen, I command.-

The bat Releases a mist of blue, but slightly different from the mist from a few minutes ago- The blue mist from earlier seemed to be missing something, seemingly locked behind a barrier hiding all its secrets.
But this mist resonates with me, its like a window has just been opened allowing you to peek into the secrets behind.
I don't waste any more time, I begin following the breathing rhythm of the bat, I don't produce any mist nor gather any energy.

I concentrate on resonating with the bats Mist.

Only several seconds pass, 
The bat looks at me with warmth, seeing me concentrate with my eyes closed and a messy breathing rhythm, it does a friendly laugh.
" Good luck kid, This is a Tier 2 Open-Void-Gate" it whispers
"It's unlikely you'll survive but miracles do happen, this is all I can do" closing its eyes, it slowly vanishes.

Seeing the mist stop, I slowly open my eyes. I didn't even catch 1% of the mysteries of the Aura Harmonic but Zu managed to recorded everything down.

A complicated look creeps onto my face as I turn towards the hole where the body lays. Looking around I find a wooden cover, Dragging it I place it over the hole to keep away the crows before leaving the building.

I reach my destination, the oil puddle on the side of the road.

Quickly tearing off a piece of cloth from my shirt I soak it in the oil, finishing I walk back to the building. some crows have gotten the sly idea of trying to feast on the corpse.

Frowning, I pick up a large piece of wood to use as a club and begin to shake it around.
"Get outta here, quick Shoo... Shoo!!" Hitting one Crow as it tries to fly off, knocking it into the wall it drops down dead.

"Kawww, Kawww"

Panicked, the rest of the crows begin screaming and flying off in all directions to escape.


Ignoring the dead crow, I find a stone and a metal stake. remove the wooden cover protecting the corpse and begin pouring oil inside.
Placing the metal stake down flat, I take the rock and begin dropping it down from great heights- hitting the sharp tip of the metal stake as hard as I can.

Cling...Cling....Cling...Cling...Cling!

The Loud Noise and smell will attract Val so I have to hurry, just when I'm about to give up and leave the body to its fate. The final strike of the rock created a spark.

The oil quickly goes up in flames, I back up to escape the toxic fumes while watching the body be absorbed by flames.

I silently give my respect by placing one hand over the shoulder and give a bow of respect. after doing what's needed to be done I quickly leave the area, bringing the Dead crow, Bag and book with me. 

Walking across the street, I scuffle my way 80 meters to the tank. shadows and footsteps are closing in from all directions.

Placing the crow and Book into the bag, I toss it up first before start climbing myself. Finding the gap I squeeze inside.

Shortly after I hear the Foot steps and groaning of the Val as they begin swarming towards the Old office building that's now up in flames.

Tip-Tap , Tip-Tap

"URGHHHHH" ,"URGHHHHH"

Shivering slightly, I back up away from all the tiny gaps that can be seen from the outside. crawling towards the back end of the tank before opening the bag. Inside is a half full water bottle, three books and the dead crow. 

Pulling out the The Skill book and a water bottle, after unscrewing the cap I take a sip of water.

This book is the key to living if I want to survive long term, slightly excited I get comfy.

Just what secrets does this book contain? leaning my back against the walls of the tank, I rest the cover of the book on my knees while I stare at the Title.

16 Letters Engraved in dark yellow spell out the words; "Spiritual Opening" placing my palm over the book I carefully caress the cover.

"Interesting", I grin with narrowed eyes before flipping open the book to the first page.

Dresden, a 22 year old who has given up on life to indulge in games finds himself killed in a freak accident. 

Transmigrated into a new host body in a dangerous world, how will he make use of his unique Skill that happened to follow him here.

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==[Author's Note]==

Okay so I read some of the comments and I found a nice big plot hole in the story that wouldn't have happened if I explained it more. When I said that Rikuo was born in the year 2002, that was just an example. Just think of the whole entire story from the canon happening 5 years late. In other words, Rikuo will still be friends with Kiyotsugu and the gang. Hope you understand what I am trying to say here and enjoy the chap! Oh and shout out to Dragonmage124 who commented about this!

==[Author's Note End]==



"Huff* Puff* How much longer do I have to run!" Akihiro couldn't help but exclaim. 

He knew it wasn't long since he JUST started running, but he felt as though he just ran around the world.

[Progress: Push-ups 0/20, Sit-ups 0/20, Running 78 meters/1 kilometers]

Seeing the system notification, Akihiro started to understand just how idle he has been lately. His youkai blood isn't awakened yet so his physique wasn't enhanced... He has to train like a normal human. Even Little Snow who was running along with him only seemed to be breathing a bit faster.

Akihiro took a deep breath before he started running once again...

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Akihiro was now laying down on the walkway of the Nura mansion completely exhausted just from the 1-kilometer run, and he still had push-ups AND sit-ups to do. As he was resting he realized that he never wished for a penalty to be implemented into the system... yet there it was... what a scam.

Akihiro took deep breaths trying to rest his aching leg muscles and looked towards Tsurara who was panting. He felt shame deep in his heart, how could he lose to a girl!? They were the same age... yet... ah! Yes! It's because she is a youkai! He didn't technically lose! His youkai blood simply didn't awaken just yet!

With new vigor, Akihiro immediately started to do push-ups. However only after doing 6 push-ups, he couldn't do more. Akihiro looked at the time limit.

[Time Limit: 3 hours]

He spent 3 hours alone on running 1 kilometer and doing 6 push-ups.. hais*... what a tiring day it was going to be...

After eating vigorously during lunch(ignoring the stares of other youkai), he continued the pattern of exhaustion and exercise... Akihiro completed doing the sit-ups and push-ups by the time it was 12:47 in the evening. Took him nearly 5 hours to do that set of exercises... 


[Ding!*]

[Mission: Begone! Couch Potato! (COMPLETED)]

[Mission rating: D-]

[Reward(s): A Cookie, Fallen Sakura Style Sword Art Fragment +1]

[Rating Reward(s): Low-Quality Wooden Kodachi]

(A/N: For rewards that have multiple pieces like a puzzle, I am going to use "+n" with n being the number of pieces received.)

Akihiro felt light coming from the LHP and two items immediately dropped in front of him from thin air. One was a crude looking wooden sword and the other being a cookie wrapped in a square plastic bag.

Looking within the LHP Akihiro saw the new book that was added to his collection. The cover already had a title, [Fallen Sakura Sword Art]. When he looked inside of it... well he couldn't read it at all, it seemed as though someone deleted 90% of the words in the book.

"Haha..." Akihiro couldn't help but give a mock laugh at himself. He completed his first mission and instead of getting the full sword style... he only got an incomplete version of it. Perhaps it had to do with the mission rating? With a shake of his head, Akihiro had a bright smile on his face as he avoided the great danger of being obese for 10 years, however, that expression on his face froze when he heard 'The Sound'.


[Ding!*]

[Chain Mission Triggered!]

[Mission: The Way of The Sword]

[Description: Training only your body alone will not help you in the world of youkai! Practice using a sword!]

[Progress: 0/500 Swings]

[Time Limit: 3 hours]

[Reward(s): Fallen Sakura Sword Art Fragment (0-7)]

[Failure Penalty: Paralyzed in one arm for life]

[Tip: Eat a cookie!]


By now Akihiro felt like dying... He already had to do a full workout, and now the system gave him another when all of his muscles were twitching in pain? Sure, he may have taken some breaks here and there... But at most he only rested for 30 minutes max! Top it off, if he failed the mission he would basically lose one arm! That 'God' scammed him! And this 'system' had a fetish for changing its master's body!

With a weary sigh, Akihiro stood up once more holding his wooden 'Kodachi' which looked like two wooden rectangles together with a rectangular sheath, truly the definition of low quality.

'What's with the cookie again... does it actually do something?' Akihiro pondered as he held the small snack in his palms.

He decided it won't hurt so he just ate it in one bite. The cookie itself was at most 3 centimeters in diameter. Yet when he ate it, Akihiro felt a surge of energy rising from his stomach as he instantly felt refreshed as some sort of energy seeped into his muscles, and he even started to sweat black sticky liquid from all over his body although is small quantities.

Akihiro took a whiff of the smell coming off the liquid and nearly barfed. He ran straight to the bathhouse to get this stuff off of him. 

While running towards the bathhouse, Akihiro began to theorize that this 'cookie' was made just like those magical pills in the cultivation world... just in the form of a cookie.

Poor Little Snow was left alone once again, having no clue where her young master went during the short time she rested...

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Akihiro came out of the bathhouse feeling nice and clean. Luckily there was no one in the bath so he wasn't seen sweating black liquid. Those youkai were probably burning money away drinking alcohol once again, which helped him in an unknown way.

With a bright smile, Akihiro came out of the bathroom holding onto a wooden rectangle(the Kodachi) and a towel around his neck. Which was quite the hilarious scene as he was only 3 years old yet he was acting like he was 18(which he technically is).

"YOUNG MASTER! WHERE ARE YOU, YOUNG MASTER!"

As soon as he came out an ear-splitting scream hit him. Hais... that Little Snow... how can she be so lively even after that workout. Shaking his head he walked towards where Little Snow was screaming. 

"Haha, Yuuki-Onna! Has the young master ditch you once again!" Aotabo a big guy looking as though he came out of a graveyard laughed.

"Shut up, muscle head! The young master's safety is the priority not how he ditches his aid!" Kurotabo exclaimed, annoyed at how ignorant Aotabo was currently.

This was a common occurrence that happened ever since Little Snow started to follow Akihiro around everywhere.

"It's not like I want him to run away me..." Little Snow mumbled under her breath before starting to walk with her short legs once again screaming.

Akihiro just face-palmed when he heard their conversation as he was coming over there.

"Little Snow stop yelling I was just taking a bath. Unless you wanted to join me~." Akihiro teased.

It wasn't like he tried to ditch her this time... unlike the other times. He truly needed a bath! Those impurities that came from his body smelled worse than the food Rihan makes! Though Rihan never admits it, when Akihiro once ate his food he nearly died. The outside looked so perfect yet... the taste... was truly 'heavenly'.

Little Snow's face turned bright red, which was quite comical as she IS just 3 years old. Most three years old would be too naive about genders and not give a care to the world. Perhaps Setsura gave a lesson on it(?).

"W-well if it was the young master... I-I wouldn't really mind... but I am a Yuuki-Onna so I can not." Little Snow stuttered as she mumbled the first part and speaking up a bit more for the second part.

Listening to her mumbling, Akihiro face-palmed. Setsura definitely gave a special lesson on this topic. And plus, it was a joke! He didn't want to be labeled loli-con... though he IS the same age as her... What a weird life he is having despite being 3 years old. With a sigh, Akihiro turned around, walking to the courtyard.

"Well, I'm going to do some more training for the next hour or so... I hope." Akihiro said as he started to take a basic sword stance.

"But didn't you just take a bath young master?" Little Snow asked Akihiro confused.

"Well, then I guess I can take another bath then after I am done training... again." Akihiro turned silent after that, and Little Snow just sat on the walkway watching.

Akihiro puts one leg in front of the other, holds the sword in one hand and swings it down. His movements were unrefined and very clumsy. He didn't hold the 'sword' tight enough and nearly dropped it as well.

As Akihiro repeated swinging the 'sword', and slowly seemed to relax and take a more comfortable stance before swinging his sword faster and stronger. Before he knew it, he swung the sword 500 times already and his arm was burning in pain.

[Ding*]

[Mission: The Way of The Sword (Completed)]

[Mission Rating: D]

[Reward(s): Fallen Sakura Sword Art Fragment +1]

[Rating Reward(s): Basic Sword Training Manual]


This time Akihiro felt that the light coming from the LHP was stronger. Perhaps because it was 2 books were being added/modified instead of one? When Akihiro looked at the [Fallen Sakura Sword Art], it was still fragmented like usual. He then picked up the new manual, it had no name on the cover yet and the book had pages full of words. 

It seemed that he has a similar ability to Zhang Xuan as he was able to read the entire page just by briefly looking at it. He just realized that he never actually personally read a book until now... he felt quite stupid now as he forgot the main function of the LHP, which is to copy books. 

Akihiro shook his head as he began to diligently flip pages. By the time he closed the book he gripped his head in pain from the sudden influx of knowledge. He wasn't a cultivator so he wasn't able to memorize books like nothing. He named the book [Basic Sword Forms] and left the LHP.

Akihiro opened his eyes to see several youkai staring at him. He MAY have forgotten he was training just a moment ago... 

"Haha... well I'm going to take another bath!" Akihiro awkwardly walked away not knowing for how long he stood still like a statue there.

As for the [Basic Sword Forms], all he could say was perfect, it was literally perfect. It seemed that the manuals he gets from the system are most likely all perfect. The book gave him detailed information on how to hold a stance, do basic swings, basic forms for counter-attacking, and basic forms for defending. Basically, it taught all the basic forms with the sword. Luckily it didn't seem like the system had another mission for him... perhaps the chain quest will continue tomorrow? 

He will never know at that moment how correct his thoughts were...

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Author's Note
Hey guys another chapter delivery! This time it's extra-long as I had some time on my hands(not really). Anyway, hope you guys enjoy and as for the DanMachi fanfic... let's just say it's hard enough to make some time to write that currently. I have a life too you know! Well, I'm going off-topic... anyways enjoy the chap! Don't forget to vote yo stones and leave a good review!

P.S.
If u find any grammar mistakes or any other mistakes I may have made pls comment.

One hundred years have passed since the death of King Elji during this time the world of Tylingariea was in a time of peace that had not been seen since the Era of Dra'ghoul and the destruction of Lupion Riddle.Calingar knew that one day soon the day that had been foretold at the death bed of their father was to pass. along the years following their father's death Calingar had seen in his oldest brother a growing inner darkness.The seeds of jealousy, greed and the lust for power had become sowed in Morgones heart by forces unknown to himIn the depths of reality there is a realm beyond that of space and time where those who chose to weave the fate of others in the Multiverse are trained in the mastery of Fate.      Among these are Two tall fair skinned men one wearing a dark green cloak and the other a dark purple cloak he walked with a long wooden cane slowly under the starry golden sky towards a large black building with three towers."Ava'vek? {is this the right on}" the man with the cane asked in Az'tan    The one in the green cloak nodded " Shi'ri Dan. {we have to hurry.}    The two men  walked inside  their heads down as to not be noticed by the others as what they were both doing would be considered a unlawful act and against the ways of the Fate weavers who must never interact with those fates they have woven.Walking though endless empty hallways in silence until they reached the room with a symbol of a Ravens head, which was the symbol for library.      Walking down the selves they searched for the book that they sought. After what seemed like hours, they made their way to the very back of the library where the floor was very unstable. It could break underneath them at any moment sending them falling to their death.    The men walked slowly around stacks of book that were around them. carefully the man in the green hood moved his hand slowly along the stacks of ancient Texts.Suddenly he stopped his hand over an empty section on the shelf, carefully placing his hand onto the shelf he cried out in pain as a massive jolt of Kyi that he had never felt before shot though him.Visions of a tower, a girl, rings of gold as well as a pure white door flashed in front of his face.dismissing these visions as nothing important " this one" he said as he picked up a small black journal covered in dust and made of Dark Demon God skinhe ran his hand down the cover and could feel the roughness of the demons' skin, the leather almost reptile like texture of the cover sent a chill down his spine. This book, this relic he had been searching for all his life,a remint of the forgotten past, a way to travel to other Multiverses.The Figure removed his hood his long silver hair fell behind him and carefully picked up the small journal.    " Victor, have you found the book you seek?" The second figure said as he looked at Victor with his dark blue eyes."Yes, Father after searching though the Texts of the First God I have finally found the last Gateway to Tylingariea from the bridge."  " Father, I must go now, this is my destiny. You and I both know this to be true for it has been foretold at my birth. I've seen it myself and I cannot stop Fate," Victor said, as he hugged his father and then pick up a book from the shelf.    Victor opened the ancient book and turned to the middle section and looked at the center paragraph, as Victor did this, he said a magical phrase. Once Victor completed the Magical phrase, he flung the book to the floor causing a beam of bright purple light cracked from the book. Victor watched in awe as the beam of light swirled around them.        Enormous wind picked up all the books around them causing dark purple and blue lighting as well as massive winds.

Hundreds of years ago in the world of Tylingariea the mighty king Enji the ruler of Kal'gorrack has died, but before his death he gave his kingdom to his youngest son Calingar who was told that at some point a great and powerful evil will come to the worlds ten days from when six diffrent figures will arrive to Tylingariea to destory the evil and save the Worlds.

Ethan is a high school senior who's about to embark on his journey to university. For him, university is where dreams become reality, and opportunities are like bright stars in the night sky waiting to be reached. He was hopeful of the future because of his views and worked hard to make them come true.

However, he worked himself too hard to reach his expectations. He often drank too much coffee, and he naturally developed a caffeine intolerance because of this. He would get heartburn and restlessness. This was counterintuitive because the heartburn and restlessness would distract him from doing work.

Last night was no different. He drank more than 4 cups of coffee to stay awake for his new computer science project but ended up falling asleep anyway. This project was too important for him, and he was constantly thinking about how it would affect his future.

With renewed hope and determination for his future, his mind was awake. He hadn't opened his eyes yet but he felt that something was wrong. He couldn't feel the familiar keyboard he was supposed to be sleeping on. Neither could he hear the annoying fans of his desktop computer, nor the buzzing of the cicadas which haunted their house throughout the year.

He opened his eyes, only to see a foreign wooden table on which a book was placed. The book read "An Introduction to Arcane Magic: Chapter 0". Arcane magic? Is this a fantasy book? He thought. He knew many fantasy books which had titles like this to catch people's attention. But before that, where in the heck was he?

He looked around to see that he was in a wooden shack, in contrast to his room which had concrete walls. A bed stood not far from him, which had old linen sheets. There were many patches and stains on the sheets and the pillow. A feeling of poverty permeated the room.

When he looked at the desk in front of him, he saw that the book had inscriptions on its cover. These inscriptions were circles decorated by many symbols which resembled the elements. There were other symbols on the inner circle which resembled a language. He could also sense some kind of power emanating from the book which made him feel somewhat uncomfortable.

He also found a pen, a glowing sphere which emitted a similar aura to the book and a notebook which seemed to be 'his' diary.

Before he proceeded any further, where the hell was this place? How did he end up here? More importantly, why did he end up here? Wasn't he supposed to be woken up by his alarm and rush to school?

Ethan needed to calm down and he managed to do so. He had an interest in web novels, therefore he had read about situations like these. He knew he had to figure out what was going on in this foreign place first and plot a future course of action for himself. He wanted to get back to his previous world and continue his life; on the other hand, it seemed magic existed in this place and this interested him to no end.

As he searched his mind for any information that could have merged with him upon coming to this world, he found nothing. It was as if he had never left Earth. He had to explore the world to learn more about it and he decided to start from what was in front of him.

He scrutinized the Arcane magic book in front of him before opening it. The first page had the title written, and when he flipped the page, the book read "Arcane magic is all around us, ever-present in nature. Arcane magic is embedded in the natural laws of the world and brought about by the world itself. To have a grasp of arcane magic requires not only a good understanding of the natural world but a strong talent…". As a passionate student he was immediately enthralled by the contents of the book.

The book talked about the magic system and introduced the basic rune knowledge required for becoming an arcane sorcerer. This book was also an introduction to the potential of magic and the recent progress made by Magi, who are high-level sorcerers with frightening power. For example, the book said that some magic can be used to eradicate entire countries, control thousands of minds at will, or even form gigantic meteors.

However, all was not as it seemed. The arcane magic system had harsh requirements and it was rare for someone to have the qualifications to become a real sorcerer. There were regional testing facilities for sorcery talent. Tomorrow, he decided he would go there to measure his talent. Today, he would do his best to collect as much information about this world as he can. He had to avoid being suspected at all costs because he didn't know what those legendary Magi were capable of.

Ethan is a hardworking student preparing projects for his CV and future career. One day after he fell asleep while working on his project, he woke up to an unfamiliar environment. This was the world of Endymion. A world where sorcery was publicly acknowledged and encouraged.

He transmigrated into Sorceria. Sorceria was a country which strongly encouraged arcane magic but heavily banned dimensional sorcery. However, Ethan seems bound to have issues with arcane magic but possesses a special talent for dimensional magic. How will he overcome the challenges put forward by the age-old rules? How will he use his transmigration and surprise gift to his advantage? And will he become the most powerful dimensional sorcerer of all time?
NOTE: This novel is currently paused because I need to figure out the story on my own. I realized I had started the story prematurely and I need to think things through before writing any further.

This novel is not dropped by any means and will be continued in the near future.

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