Jim is your average High school student with a passion for technology, average height, weight, looks grades etc. But he has Terrible luck always loses at Rock/Paper/Scissors, always draws the short straw. One day though luck strikes him like a lightning bold, Literally.

Text in double quotes:"Sample Text"= speech

Text in parenthesis:(Sample Text)= thought

This text is a very boring text and I bet you will not manage to read the whole text since the only period in the text is the one that ends the whole text that is by the way so long and pointless that writing it is just as fun as the text becomes boring since it is so long and pointless and also quite boring since it does not happen a single thing the whole time it is going on which is very long so you will probably not even manage reading to this point which is somewhere halfway and yet you do incredibly as it is since you are reading these words in this long and boring text where nothing happens at all but you will probably stop reading soon as it is just too boring and long and pointless and I notice you are still reading my boring text and wonder how you can withstand it since it is so long and boring plus there is more fun things to do that I would prefer to do rather than reading this soulless text that is really damn boring and now even I am starting to get tired of it so now I am cutting it out. 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This text is a very boring text and I bet you will not manage to read the whole text since the only period in the text is the one that ends the whole text that is by the way so long and pointless that writing it is just as fun as the text becomes boring since it is so long and pointless and also quite boring since it does not happen a single thing the whole time it is going on which is very long so you will probably not even manage reading to this point which is somewhere halfway and yet you do incredibly as it is since you are reading these words in this long and boring text where nothing happens at all but you will probably stop reading soon as it is just too boring and long and pointless and I notice you are still reading my boring text and wonder how you can withstand it since it is so long and boring plus there is more fun things to do that I would prefer to do rather than reading this soulless text that is really damn boring and now even I am starting to get tired of it so now I am cutting it out. This text is a very boring text and I bet you will not manage to read the whole text since the only period in the text is the one that ends the whole text that is by the way so long and pointless that writing it is just as fun as the text becomes boring since it is so long and pointless and also quite boring since it does not happen a single thing the whole time it is going on which is very long so you will probably not even manage reading to this point which is somewhere halfway and yet you do incredibly as it is since you are reading these words in this long and boring text where nothing happens at all but you will probably stop reading soon as it is just too boring and long and pointless and I notice you are still reading my boring text and wonder how you can withstand it since it is so long and boring plus there is more fun things to do that I would prefer to do rather than reading this soulless text that is really damn boring and now even I am starting to get tired of it so now I am cutting it out. This text is a very boring text and I bet you will not manage to read the whole text since the only period in the text is the one that ends the whole text that is by the way so long and pointless that writing it is just as fun as the text becomes boring since it is so long and pointless and also quite boring since it does not happen a single thing the whole time it is going on which is very long so you will probably not even manage reading to this point which is somewhere halfway and yet you do incredibly as it is since you are reading these words in this long and boring text where nothing happens at all but you will probably stop reading soon as it is just too boring and long and pointless and I notice you are still reading my boring text and wonder how you can withstand it since it is so long and boring plus there is more fun things to do that I would prefer to do rather than reading this soulless text that is really damn boring and now even I am starting to get tired of it so now I am cutting it out.

Well first of all he cultivates
second of all he does stuff 
and thats "cultivation and stuff

Little Silver's words aroused the curiosity of the four, they did not know what she had found. Despite being extremely embarrassed, Little Silver took a deep breath and began to talk about what she had seen on the wall.
 
Listening to Little Silver's words, the three women were shocked at this, for they never imagined they would see something like this here. However, Liu Yang had other thoughts when he heard Little Silver's words, he imagined it could be some Tenth World alphabet.
 
"Little girl, could you take us to where you saw those letters?" Liu Yang stood up and asked, he was anxious to know what was written.
 
"Ah .... !!!!" Little Silver was extremely embarrassed when she saw Liu Yang naked in front of her, although she had seen a few times inside the tower, this was the first time she saw him naked up close. Little Silver covered her face and turned.
 
"Rascal, you're intimidating my precious daughter, put your clothes on" Xillia Wolf and the two women had already put on their clothes and were carrying the three children in their arms.
 
Liu Yang just waved his hand and clothes appeared on his body.
 
"Little girl, you can turn around now." Liu Yang said with a playful tone.
 
Little Silver knew the four of them were already wearing clothes, but she was too embarrassed to look at them, she just spoke to follow her.
 
It took a few seconds to reach the place using the Space Distortion when the women looked at the wall, they were curious to know what was written, because they had never seen that language. But Liu Yang was different, he knew what kind of language it was, the letters on the wall were in Chinese. The text said.
 
"Hello, my name in the Nine Worlds is Sun Wukong, but in the Tenth World, I was called Wu Cheng'en. If you can read this text, know that you are not the only one in the Nine Worlds, there are many other people like you who came from the Tenth World before being reborn in the Nine Worlds.
 
I traveled through the Nine Worlds in search of information about people like us and managed to find many other places that had traces of these people. I've listed all the places I've traveled, I hope that the person who can read this, can find other places.
 
I also prepared several gifts that I gathered during my life for those who can read this text. Complete the following sentence: Sun Wukong, The Great Sage, ______________ "
 
 
 
 
(Sun Wukong !!!!! Wu Cheng'en !!!!!) Liu Yang was extremely shocked when he saw these two names as he knew who they were, this showed that there really were many others like Liu Yang in the Nine Worlds. To see the other places with the traces, Liu Yang had to receive the inheritance of Sun Wukong.
 
 
"Rascal, what happened?" Xillia Wolf asked the women noticed some kind of strangeness in Liu Yang.
 
"My dear, have you ever heard of the person named Sun Wukong?" Liu Yang asked curiously, as there was no information about him in Arthur Pendragon's memoirs.
 
"Sun Wukong? Rascal, are you talking about the Monkey King, the Great Sage? "Xillia Wolf asked.
 
"Yes, Xillia, do you have information about him?"
 
"Of course I have, why would not I?" Sun Wukong is the greatest legend for us magical beasts. He is the greatest hero that existed of our race and brought a lot of pride to us, he is also someone who managed to reach the level 1000 and rank 10, he gave a nickname for himself of Great Sage, Heaven's Equals. If you want to know more, I can give you all the information for you. "Xillia Wolf spoke with a fanatical tone, she seemed like a crazy fan talking about her idol. She lifted her finger and a light shot toward Liu Yang's head.
 
All information about Sun Wukong entered the mind of Liu Yang, after a few seconds organizing and analyzing the information, Liu Yang got a vague idea about it. Liu Yang also understood that this wall was something that Zac picked up somewhere in the Nine Worlds and put it into the chest without knowing what it was.
 
 
"Rascal, did you get that text?" The person who asked was Aisha, she noticed that Liu Yang asked his question about Sun Wukong after he had read the text.
 
"Yes, I was able to read the text. Little girl, you're in luck today. "Liu Yang's words shocked the women, for they never imagined he could read an unfamiliar language. But they did not ask how Liu Yang could read the text, because if he did not want to talk, they would not press him.
 
"Rascal, why am I lucky?" Little Silver stopped calling Liu Yang of uncle and started calling him a rascal, for it was as his women called him.
 
 
 
 
 
 
"Let's say that Sun Wukong's inheritance is in this text." Liu Yang's words shocked women again, they never thought there would be an inheritance there, and it was the inheritance of one of the most powerful warriors that ever existed in Nine Worlds in ancient times.
 
"But how will I get this inheritance? I cannot read this text. "Little Silver looked discouraged, for there was a great treasure before her, but she could not take advantage of it.
 
"In that case, I will help you." Liu Yang appeared behind Little Silver and hugged her thin waist with one arm, and with the other arm, he held her hand and made a small cut, a line of blood began to leave.
 
In empty space for writing, Liu Yang wrote the following words in Chinese: Heaven's Equal.
 
The women were not surprised to see Liu Yang writing those words, even if they did not understand the meaning, they knew that Liu Yang could write that language.
 
Seconds after Liu Yang finished writing the words, a majestic and wild aura began to cover the world. The letters that were written on the wall began to glow with an extremely strong light, cracks began to appear on the wall before it exploded.
 
The letters of blood were gradually breaking out of the wall and gathering in a small whirlpool. As time passed, more words entered the whirlpool and more powerful became.
 
Some minutes later…
 
The whirlwind glowed strongly before disappearing, what appeared in the place was a gold parchment.
 
Looking at the information on the parchment, Liu Yang smiled, he took the parchment and handed it to Little Silver.
 
"Little girl, take it, even if you already have a rare class, the class on this parchment is something you will never meet again. Enjoy this chance"

Liu Yang was a common employee, he had no perspective for his life. He only lived in a common and ordinary way, he had fun when he could.

However, everything changed during his journey to work. There was a police chase, and he was shot by mistake.

When he wakes up, he discovers that he is in the other world and that he could have a new chance at life in a different world from the previous one.

At that moment he begins to think about the best ways to live the new life as much as possible.

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"Divine Text? Ancient Divine Text?"
"How is that possible?"
"This kind of situation has never happened before with the Tao Test Stone!"
"So far, whatever Divine Text has been found within the various historical remains in the Heaven Continent has been very limited. The Divine Text on this Tao Test Stone could contain very important information."
An uproar broke out pretty much across the board...
All the cultivators who were there attending the recruitment congregation were completely shocked by the old man's words. Even the people who had been in other areas of the assessments had been drawn into this area by the general hubbub.
Several of the Heaven Palace Sect disciples had dashed out of the crowd and hurried to the depths of the Heaven Palace Sect to inform the Dean.
"Amazing! I never knew that there was hidden Divine Text in the Tao Test Stone. Young man, don't move your hand yet. Wait until the Dean arrives to have a look at the situation." While the old man couldn't take his eyes off the text on the Tao Test Stone, he spoke to Xu Que. He was super-excited.
"Hasn't this situation ever happened before in the past?" Xu Que frowned.
"No, it's unprecedented." The old man had repeated this phrase countless times already.
Xu Que couldn't help but sigh when he heard this. Alas, it can't be helped. I've always been too special, too outstanding, always different from other people.
"Hey, sh*t. Does this mean I won't be able to find out my Tao Aura's ranking?" Xu Que asked in astonishment as he suddenly remembered the reason for the test of his Tao Aura.
"No harm done, ha, ha, ha, young cultivator. Rest assured, since ancient times up until today, you're the first person to invoke the Divine Text from the Tao Test Stone. From a certain point of view, your Tao Aura and the Tao Test Stone seem to have been aligned, so you don't need to test the ranking of your Tao Aura. The result is self-evident." The old man smiled.
"Then I can be admitted to the Heaven Palace Sect?" Xu Que asked.
As long as he could be admitted to the Heaven Palace Sect, he would have a chance to get close to Xuanyuan Wanrong and figure out her past. He would also get to know the past of the Heaven Palace Sect. At the same time, it would also not hinder his own aim of Acting Tough.
Looking at the slowly rising Acting Tough Points in the System interface, Xu Que's lips curled into a smile. Once he'd accumulated enough Acting Tough Points, he could get out of this world of memory.
"You'll be admitted, of course you'll be admitted," the old man said with a smile. Meanwhile, he was silently exclaiming to himself that this was a man who had been able to invoke the Divine Text from the Tao Test Stone. How powerful his Tao Aura endowment must be...
The most important point was that this young man's bone age was not more than 100 years old. Perhaps not only could he be admitted to the first-class compound, but also the Dean might even take an interest in him and he could be elected as the Dean's direct disciple. Ah, his future would be extraordinary.
"Well, then that's good. Oh, my hand is a little sore. Can I take it down now?" Xu Que asked.
The old man became immediately startled and said, "No, you mustn't. You must hold on for a little while longer and wait for the Dean."
There'd been absolutely no reaction during the young man's first test. The Ancient Divine Text had only appeared the second time he'd touched the stone. The old man was afraid that if he took his hand off the stone, the Ancient Divine Text would disappear.
"If you're afraid it'll vanish, why don't you copy it down and be done with it?" Xu Que rolled his eyes at the obviousness of the situation.
The old man smacked his forehead and said, "What was I thinking? Of course, you're right. To be on the safe side, I'd better copy it down right away."
With that, he waved his hand, grabbed the jade slip that shot out of his sleeve, and looked at the Divine Text on the Tao Test Stone. He meticulously concentrated on copying down the text. Each stroke was carefully checked and rechecked to make certain that he'd copied it exactly as it had appeared.
SWISH!
However, when he had copied only about half, there was the sound of a blast that burst through the air behind him. Several figures rushed over, and at the head of them was a white-haired old man.
"Greetings to the Dean!"
In the Taoist Sanctum, many Elders and disciples immediately faced the people who had just arrived and respectfully shouted their greetings.
These figures landed on the ground, and the white-haired old man immediately locked his eyes on the Divine Text on the Tao Test Stone. Next to him were a few other dignified old people. The moment their eyes rested on the Tao Test Stone, their faces became very excited.
"Divine Text, Ancient Divine Text!"
"Quickly look! This text seems familiar. It must've appeared in certain ancient books of records or historical documents before."
"That's right. I can also sense a feeling of familiarity in one of the words in the Divine Text."
Several people spoke in whispers, nodding from time to time.
A moment later, the white-haired old man looked at Xu Que and said, "Are you the one who invoked this Divine Text? What's your name?"
"Slayer Lord." Xu Que answered coolly.
"Slayer Lord? The name Slayer..." The white-haired old man stared blankly for a moment and then fell into deep thought. But he seemed unable to find any memory of the family name Slayer.
Without delay, the old man continued, "Your Tao Aura seems to resonate with the God's Strength in the Tao Test Stone, so the Ancient Divine Text has appeared. It may be momentous news for all the Heaven Continent cultivators."
All the people present who heard his words were immensely shocked.
The weight of information provided by the Dean's words was immense. "A line of Ancient Divine Text could have such an impact on the Heaven Continent? Could the text of the Deities hold such power?"
"Moreover, there was this Slayer Lord. He was so young and yet he possessed such a gift to resonate with the God's Strength. Could he possibly be the Divine Son of the legends? Could he be connected to God?"
Xu Que felt the eyes of all of the people on him. He then took a look at his Acting Tough Points on the rise. He was extremely happy. Sure enough, I, the Act-Tough Saint, am too outstanding.
"Dean, the Ancient Divine Text has been recorded." At this point, the old man in charge of the assessment handed over the jade slip.
The white-haired old man took it and checked it against the Divine Text on the Tao Test Stone. After he'd found no mistakes, he nodded and said, "Very good, Slayer Lord, you can take your hand down."
Xu Que took his hand down when he'd heard the old man. Then, all of a sudden, he felt that his nostrils were a little itchy, so he reached his hand up to pick his nose, ignoring his image.
The crowd looked disgusted when they saw what he was doing.
This guy looks so refined in manners, but then he actually picks his nose in public. Isn't this a disgusting trait for the Divine Son to have?
"Slayer Lord, please try it again!" The white-haired old man called to Xu Que.
Xu Que was interested and put his two hands on the Tao Test Stone again.
WHOOSH!
This time, the Tao Test Stone lit up with a radiance again. There was actually a line of text again, which was different from the previous text, and the line was obviously longer. The text had increased, and the glow had also gotten significantly brighter.
"Quick, record it!" The white-haired old man said excitedly.
The old man in charge of the assessment was also surprised and quickly began to record the Divine Text.
He finished taking it down after much difficulty, and Xu Que took his hand away. Then he pressed his hands down on the stone again.
The Divine Text lit up again on the Tao Test Stone. The text was then recorded again accordingly.
They went back and forth in this way. This was repeated more than a dozen times, until eventually no matter how many times Xu Que pressed his hands, the Divine Text no longer appeared on the Tao Test Stone. Then the Dean nodded his head, fully satisfied.
Several old people around him also seemed satisfied.
This seemed to be all the Divine Text that was going to be revealed. As long as it could be deciphered, perhaps they could derive some very important information from it. Maybe they could even obtain some records related to the Divine Realm.
"Well, young cultivator, you will report to the first-class compound. Later, you will come to the Dean's room to find me." The Dean looked at Xu Que and said with a smile.
He held Xu Que in high regard and thought he was a very promising young man. If the translation of the Divine Text produced some gains, he would consider allowing Xu Que to enter his sect and become his direct disciple.
After all, he was the first person to have had his Tao Aura resonate with God's Strength up to now.
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I am the best when it comes to taking divergent paths. With just a flip of my hand, I shall take the path less commonly travelled. I search far and wide, only to find myself unbeatable and unrivaled. So now I ask, who else can match my awesomeness? 

Acting tough is second nature to me and I am a lone wolf.
 
The road is long and winding but I shan’t feel lonely as long as I am able to act tough!


Life and death bore me and I do whatever I deem fit.

“Young man, way back when I started acting tough, you were still learning how to put on your underpants!” Xu Que thus decided to take the path of acting tough. He decided to act tough every single god-damned day. If he wasn’t acting tough, he was scheming for the best way to act tough!  

Inside the cave, Ling Xian watched as the Goddess of Battles walked away. Ling Xian fell into deep thoughts. 

It's been half a year since he entered the Palace of Heaven's Favorites. In other words, in about half a year, the competition will begin. 

When that happens, all heroes will be found and it will be a competition between dragons and tigers!

Even with his capability, winning will be a thing with great difficulty. 

Even though he was now an original leveled cultivator and was nicknamed to be undefeatable, many people had the same nickname. For example, Le Wu Xia, Zhan Cang Sheng, and Leng Bie Qing. 

Those three were all powerhouses that were comparable to Ling Xian. They were also only part of the equation. Remember that this competition involves Heaven's Favorites from around the entire cultivation community. In other words, all rare talents in the entire world will participate. 

Other than those three, there's bound to be endless talents. All of whom are original leveled cultivators with transformed Qi!

Therefore, Ling Xian was feeling the pressure. 

Number one in the world!

Who doesn't want that title?

Therefore, it wouldn't be hard to imagine the insane number of talents who will appear once the competition begins. They will all want to grab the number one seat!

Ling Xian wanted to win as well. He wanted to prove himself on this unprecedented stage and earn the number one title!

"Geniuses will come, talents will rise and when the time comes, even more powerhouses will emerge."

Ling Xian squinted and mumbled, "The number one title isn't that easy to earn."

Then, his lips curled. He felt lucky.

Lucky that he acquired a cosmic technique.

Though his capability today has reached the extreme of the original level, it will be hard for him to improve using mundane methods. While the power of an original level can dominate much of the community, there were far too many top talents participating in this competition. He already knew three of them.

Therefore, he felt like he wasn't good enough. He needed to get better.

At such a critical moment, he acquired a cosmic technique. Naturally, he felt very fortunate. 

"Luckily, I have gotten a cosmic technique. Or else I truly will not be able to dominate over everyone and gain the winning title.

The corner of Ling Xian's lips curled up in ecstasy. 

A cosmic technique is a very powerful and secretive technique. Every single one of them is insane. While the Primitive Text is incomplete, it will definitely still suppress all.

If he cultivates this Text, his battling capabilities will for sure improve in giant leaps. Then, he will get the opportunity to snatch the number one seat!

"This cosmic technique came at the perfect time. Sadly, it is incomplete."

Ling Xian felt a little regretful. Then, he closed his eyes and planned on enlightening himself.

At times like this, any improvement he makes will increase his chance of winning. Or else it will be extremely difficult to stand out on a stage full of top talents. 

Therefore, he concentrated. Golden ancient characters began to emerge in his mind as he began his enlightenment. 

After some time, he had figured out the Text's general meaning. Based on the introduction, cultivators need to focus on and construct three vital flowers with three petals, they are spiritual energy, soul, and physique. 

If they can create these flowers, then their capabilities will improve greatly. These flowers consist of intense offensive and defensive capabilities. It will be useful for both attacking and defending. 

Then, one will begin training to supply resources to the flowers in order to enhance oneself. In other words, the flower has the ability to grow and will increase in size as its owner's own capabilities strengthen. 

This ability made Ling Xian feel heated. He wanted to create these three flowers right away. 

Sadly, there were no instructions from the Text that teaches one how to agglomerate these flowers. This is partly the reason why both he and the Goddess of Battles think this Text is incomplete. 

Because the most important part is the creation of these flowers. If no method tells them how then this Text is flawed. 

Though one can still use this Text to cultivate even without creating the flowers, these flowers are without a doubt, the most important part and the root of the Primitive Text. Without this part, one's power will for sure be largely defective. 

"It is too bad that the most important part is missing."

Ling Xian softly sighed and he mumbled, "But, this name sounds a little familiar."

Then, he frowned and he wondered why he would feel this way.

The Bible of Three Flowers?

Ling Xian suddenly remembered how he acquired a technique once named the Bible of Three Flowers from back when he was at the City of Qing. 

The Immortal of Alchemy has identified that the bible was a great technique from the primitive times that describes how to agglomerate the three vital flowers. 

But because the text was from primitive times, nobody could understand them. Plus, because they could be cultivated even without spiritual energy, Ling Xian slowly forgot about the bible.

But he suddenly remembered, creating three flowers… isn't that the technique he needed the most right now?

As he thought about it, he impatiently searched his storage pouch with his soul. After a long while, he finally found the Bible of the Three Flowers from a random corner. 

After he took it out, an unbelievable scene happened.

This bible automatically opened its pages. All the glowing primitive words began to flash with light and flew off the book and entered into Ling Xian's mind.

Then, these characters struggled and wriggled with the words from the Primitive Text. An insane amount of light expanded outwards and swirled around. 

DONG!

After a loud rumble, followed by voices that sang, a strange phenomenon arose that made the cave look like an immortal's treasure chest. It was as if all the immortals were talking at once, passing down great techniques and words of wisdom.  It was eerie and strange. 

The gods are speaking!

This was an incomparable phenomenon that can only be triggered by perfectly created cosmic techniques. This means the Primitive Text is now complete. Because of the intrusion of the Bible of Three Flowers, the Text is now as good as new and utterly flawless!

Under this strange circumstance, Ling Xian fell into his enlightenment mode. 

Voices echoed throughout his mind, oozing Daos about Heaven and Earth, and even the universe. He appeared drunk and immortal-like. 

Just like that, time passed by little by little.

Ling Xian had a serious look on his face and his eyes were tightly shut. He allowed the voices to talk in his mind and allowed the Daos to cleanse his heart and spirits. He was using this extremely rare opportunity to enlighten himself with the cosmic technique.

After around two hours, he slowly opened his eyes and his entire demeanor changed.

Right now, the air was swirling around him and his eyes were looking as deep as the ocean. Like a true immortal, every movement he made appeared to be full of secrets related to Heaven and Earth as well as the universe. 

"It is a cosmic technique after all. A complete cosmic technique is as grand as the ocean and unparalleled in strength."

Ling Xian couldn't help but exclaim. Other than surprise, only joy remained.

Because the Primitive Text is now complete. He now had a true and real cosmic technique!

Plus, he had gained many benefits from his enlightenment session. If before, he only understood one to two percent, now, he was at three to four!

Don't underestimate these low percentages. To know that this is a complete cosmic technique that is hidden with knowledge of Dao and is as profound as the ocean. It is endless!

Even rare geniuses or Heaven's Favorites with high enlightenment levels cannot understand three to four percent unless hundreds of years have passed.

Yet Ling Xian had figured out three to four percent. This was something unbelievable. If not for the phenomenon of Gods speaking to him during the reparation of the Primitive Text, he wouldn't have been able to understand this much within two hours!

Therefore, Ling Xian was overjoyed and was extremely satisfied!


Untolerated by heaven, a boy was restricted by the most powerful spell. 

He accidentally acquired a painting inhabited by nine souls that claimed to be immortal. 

Then, the legend of a strong young man who violated heavenly principles against the course of nature began.

The Room of Requirements has always provided its user with what they desired. Today, too, the person who called out to the room got what they sought from the magical room.
On a very long table sat long strips of paper with symbols written on them in black ink. There were hundreds of these strips. Each long strip of paper representing a plank of symbols that Quinn copied from the Room of Rewards.
He arranged them in the order of time. The plank which held the oldest binders went first, followed by the planks which had binders that came after them.
This arrangement was the one that made the most sense to Quinn because he did not know what the symbols meant. They weren't alphabets from any traditional language that Quinn knew.
The symbols were made from figures with angles, triangles, with at most one dot per symbol.
"This is a cipher," was the conclusion that Quinn came up with. The symbols weren't random, and Quinn could see the pattern and repetition in the symbols.
"There are twenty-five (25) distinct symbols. One less than the English alphabet? Hmm... is there a missing letter in the code?" noted Quinn, his hand holding his chin in thought.
Within a blink of his eyes, twenty-five symbols in red appeared in front of Quinn, floating in mid-air. These were all the unique symbols present in the cipher.
Using illusions instead of writing the symbols down was redundant, as Quinn needed to maintain his magic while focusing on deciphering the cipher, but he did it for a reason.
Last year, Quinn had noticed that he was spending too much time in the Icy vault. He did nothing but try to get into the vault and spent a lot of time doing it. The time that could have been better managed by him to focus on other areas of magic.
So to avoid that problem this year, Quinn had decided that while he focused on the vault, he was going to make sure not to let his other magical studies fall behind. Practicing Illusion magic was just one example of Quinn making sure that he didn't spend all of his time on the vault.
Quinn stared at the twenty-five symbols for a while before deciding the next step of action.
"Alright, let's apply the usual substitution cipher techniques." He clapped his hand and rubbed them rapidly as he roamed his eyes over the multiple strips of paper and symbol.
Quinn judged the cipher as a substitution cipher. A substitution cipher was a way to encrypt data by replacing the plaintext with ciphertext. In Quinn's case, the ciphertext were symbols, but they could be anything from letters, numbers, arcane symbols, lines, and dots, or weird alien squiggles.
For example, Ceaser cipher was a way to encrypt information using substitution. The key to the Ceaser cipher was to involve a simple shift to the alphabet. The following represents a Ceaser cipher with a shift of three places,
Plaintext:    ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQRSTUVWXYZ.
Ciphertext:  XYZABCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQRSTUVW.
In the above example, 'A' was ciphered by shifting three places to the left and getting 'X.' So when you wanted to write 'A' in your ciphered text, you would write it as 'X.'
And, thus began long hours of rational and logical reasoning and study of ciphertext. Quinn was not experienced with ciphers and was the first time he was working on something like this. It took days over days of grind to work on the ciphered text that might give him the vault's location.
While working on the ciphertext, Quinn learned a lot about substitution ciphers and how to decode/decipher this type of cipher. There were techniques, tips, and methods that went into decoding substitution ciphers.
The first step to solving a substitution cipher was to look for single-letter words because they were almost definitely 'A' or 'I.' By having a guess on the singular-lettered words, Quinn could have a solid estimate on two letters.
Another technique was to count the frequency of the cipher symbols that appeared in the text. In the English language, or more specifically, an English text, some letters appeared more than others.
According to the statistics,
E - T - A - O - I - N - S - H - R - D - L - U,
Were the most appearing letters, with 'E' appearing the most and the frequency decreasing as we moved onto the right.
A technique that might have worked was to look for apostrophes as --T, -D, -M, -LL, or -RE typically followed them. But, there were no apostrophes in the text, so that went out of the window. This did make Quinn realize contractions like 'can't' were written in their expanded form of 'cannot.'
From here on out, things got tough as Quinn had to search for repeating letter patterns. They were common repeating letter groups such as -TH, -SH, -RE, -CH, -TR, -ING, -ION, and -ENT.
With time, he started on trying to decipher two-, three-, and four-letter words.
Two-letter words almost always had one vowel and one consonant. The five most common two-letter words, in order of frequency, were -OF, -TO, -IN, -IS, and -IT. The five most common three-letter words, in order of frequency, were -THE, -AND, -FOR, -WAS, and -HIS.
The most common four-letter word was 'THAT.' An encrypted term with the pattern { [#] _ _ [#] } was likely to be THAT. However, the pattern { [#] _ _ [#] } also represented thirty other words, so Quin had a lot of combinations to work on.
Quinn also scanned for double letters. They're most likely to be -LL, followed in frequency by -EE, -SS, -OO, and -TT.
Decrypting a cipher with hand took time, but slowly and surely, Quinn began making increasingly accurate guesses. Typical word fragments start to reveal themselves, though Quinn had to start over quite a few times because he guessed wrong.
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Quinn sat in the History of Magic class, his head resting on his palm. Professor Cuthbert Binns droned about various Goblin Rebellions and Giant wars to bored, sleeping students. The ghost's lessons were regarded as some of the most boring at Hogwarts, leading many students to not paying attention in his classes.
The reason Quinn didn't listen in Binns' lecture was that the ghost spoke in straight facts. Those facts were all stated in the books, and Quinn felt that reading the Hogwarts text was sufficient for the History of Magic classroom. Plus, Quinn knew more about the History of Magic because he had read about said history from the perspective of various communities.
He was playing with his pen, his mind lost in thought about the cipher. He had hit a bit of a snag with his decoding of the ciphertext. There were only twenty-five (25) symbols in the cipher, but Quinn's initial assumption that the plaintext was in English, and there were twenty-six (26) letters in the English alphabet.
Quinn knew the plaintext was in English because he had been getting solid results in the form of proper words and coherent sentences, but there sizeable gaps in the text where Quinn couldn't make sense of the terms.
The legible parts and paragraphs didn't help Quinn to the vault's location or its content. From what Quinn had deciphered, the text was religious sermons from a group known as the Order of Solomon's Temple.
He felt a shake from his side and snapped out of his thought to look at the side, "Yeah, what is it?" He asked, looking at Marcus, who sat to his right side.
"You should seriously join Muggle studies. Professor Potter is genuinely fun. Her class is on its way to becoming my favorite," whispered Marcus. "If you ask Professor Flitwick, he might allow you to add another subject to your schedule."
"I am not joining. I already all too much on my plate," Quinn whispered back. He had no interest in joining the Muggle studies, no matter how fun Lily Potter's classes were.
"Really?" He smiled and continued, "Let me tell you something fun that Professor Potter told us in her class today. Maybe that will motivate you to join the class."
Quinn gave him a 'go on,' chin jut, and Marcus began,
"Did you know scribes used interchangeably 'I' and 'J' to express the sound of both the vowel and the consonant? It wasn't until 1524 when Gian Giorgio Trissino, an Italian Renaissance grammarian known as the father of the letter 'J' distinguished between the two sounds by creating the letter 'J.'"
Quinn's eye almost popped out from their sockets when he heard the juicy piece of information from Marcus's mouth.
'J didn't exist?!' he thought. 'Holy shit, this makes so much sense. There were only twenty-five before 'J.' Of course, now it all fits together.'
Quinn stilled for a second before another thought occurred to him. He looked at his hands and thought, 'Maybe I have plot armor... because this timing was definitely plot armor... heh, plot armor~.'
He turned to Marcus and hugged the dude, "Belby, you magnificent ball of sunshine. If you have any problem, come to me. I will fix it for you free of cost. Next time someone calls you something mean, holler me, and I will beat the crap out of them."
"... Okay," responded Marcus. He felt weirded out because he saw Quinn's eyes pop out before he looked at his hands and chuckled strangely. Not to mention he wasn't expecting the hug from Quinn.
He untangled himself from Quinn before beaming, "Then will you join Muggle studies?"
"Huh, no way. Why would I do that?" said Quinn, as he swung his legs under the desk. "How about you join Care of Magical Creature?"
Marcus made a face, "Eww, no way. Those creatures are gross."
"Yeah, but it is fun when you get to look at others squeak in fear or groan when touching something that you eloquently called as gross," laughed Quinn. "Yeah... that is always so much fun~."
"... You are weird," was Marcus' to-the-point reaction.
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After Marcus told Quinn that 'J' didn't exist before, Quinn ran to the Room of Requirements and entered the room.
Inside, he unpacked a regular-sized version of the entire ciphertext and applied 'J' and 'I' to the text, and finally, he had the full deciphered text that Quinn thought was the correct interpretation.
"Yes! Let's do this," said Quinn, and red English lettering floated from the paper. Illusion magic did its job as the English plaintext of the ciphertext floated just above the page.
The deciphered full text was from the Order of Solomon's Temple's sermons about religion, and just as he expected, there was nothing about the vault in the text.
He pounded on the table and yelled, "What in the world is this?! Are you telling me that all of this was for nothing?!" The illusion of the deciphered text flickered away because of the bout of anger.
Quinn angrily paced in the room before stomping his way to the table with the text. "No, there must be something in here. I just have to look closer."
Taking a deep breath, Quinn focused all his attention on the deciphered cipher that reappeared as an illusion. His eyes roamed all over the English text, looking for anything that would stand out.
"Maybe, there is something hidden in here," mumbled Quinn.
He hunched over the table, and with his hands supporting his body, he concentrated, and seemingly random words turned from red to blue. The blue words would string together to form sentences before going back, and another set of words would turn blue and form another sentence.
The process repeated repeatedly, the speed of formation of blue sentences sped up, and the words flashed faster with Quinn's pupils moving over every word.
Then there was a sharp intake of air before Quinn stood straight as another set of blue words floated above the red words before the red words disappeared like sand in the wind, leaving behind a string of blue words.
"Under the seal, the antechamber of sin would be revealed."
The first words of the lines in the Fibonacci sequence (1, 2, 3, 5, 8, 13, 21, 34...)
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[
1 - Under,
2 - The,
3 - Seal,
5 - The,
8 - Antechamber,
13 - Of,
21 - Sin,
34 - Would,
55 - Be,
89 - Revealed.
]
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"I know what to do," said Quinn. His stone-grey eyes glowed as he stared at those words.
Quinn immediately moved. He wanted to see the results of his work,
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Quinn walked to the Portrait-Vindictus and looked at the man in the painting.
Vindictus Viridian stared at Quinn from his painting and noticed the smug child was here again.
"Password," he asked like he usually did.
"Insolubili Muro," came the immediate reply.
The immediate answer surprised the portrait and, finally, noticed that the child wasn't smiling his smug smirk. Today, the child was serious. A determined and focused look on his face as he stared forward.
Portrait-Vindictus opened the door to the Room of Reward, and the child marched inside, not giving him a second look.
Inside the Room of Rewards, Quinn walked straight to the center of the room.
"This is the seal, isn't it?" Quinn said as he squatted on the floor and touched the Hogwarts seal on the floor of the Room of Rewards. An 'H' in the middle with a Lion, Badger, Eagle, and Snake around it.
Quinn traced his finger on the motto of the school.
[Draco Dormiens Nunquam Titillandus.]
"Never Tickle a Sleeping Dragon," he muttered before pumping magic into the seal.
When Quinn had first checked the room, he had investigated the entire room for any extrinsic charms or wards, but nothing popped out, which meant that either there was nothing in the room, or the charms and wards were hidden beyond Quinn's capabilities.
Now, if he had deciphered the ciphertext correctly and was right about the Fibonacci sequence, then this seal should react to his magic.
Quinn could feel his magic being absorbed into the Hogwarts seal, but there was nothing triggered.
His eyes caught the Hogwarts motto and took a chance,
"Aperio."
It was Latin for open, reveal, uncover, and in this case, unseal.
There was a slight rumble as Quinn noticed that every word on the seal changed into the cipher symbols, showing that he was correct about his interpretation of the cipher.
The faint rumble stopped, and the circular seal disappeared into thin air, leaving behind a dark opening on the floor.
"Huh, no chilling cold. Always a good sign," spoke Quinn as he stared inside the pitch-black darkness.
He raised his hand over the opening as an orb of light appeared in his hand. Quinn uncurled his hand and let the orb of light fall into the opening. He craned his neck and watched as the light illuminated a long circular tunnel going deep below the room.
The orb finally contacted the ground, and Quinn judged it was around twenty feet deep.
"Alright, that is pretty doable," nodded Quinn as he stood up and looked near the entrance for a metallic disc to conjure into existence.
The metal disc moved to the top of the opening before Quinn stepped onto the disc.
"Beginning descent," Quinn spoke to himself.
The disc started to sink with Quinn standing upon it. He took a deep breath when his body sank into the opening, and he could no longer see the shelves. Slowly, the disc traveled down, Quinn making sure that there was no incident on his way down.
Finally, Quinn exited the tunnel and was inside the antechamber, or as he thought, the vault.
He didn't step down from the disc and focused his magic, and instantly twenty-something white orbs of light illuminated into life. He waved his hand, sending them in every direction.
The orbs reached the ends of the room, revealing a sizeable room, the same size as that of an average Hogwarts classroom, which could comfortably hold forty-fifty people with plenty of space for every occupant.
The problem was that the room was bare. There was nothing in the room, and the floor, ceiling, and walls were also plain with nothing to look at.
"Did someone already cleared out this one?" was Quinn's thought. Maybe someone found this vault without getting to know about it from the ghosts.
Quinn sighed as he stepped down from the disc as it disappeared behind him. He walked around the room, his fingers gliding over the smooth walls. Quinn sent his magic into the walls, but nothing happened. The walls didn't absorb his magic or show any changes.
"Man, this one is really weird. Maybe I should go ask Friar for another cl-..."
*Thud*
In the plain room, Quinn collapsed without any warning.
With him fainting, the orbs of light around the room extinguished, plunging the room into darkness. The opening tunnel was the only source of faint light.
For a moment, there was no movement in the antechamber.
Then the smooth walls of the heptagonal antechamber transformed to show seven rune circles, one on each wall.
Each one glowed in a different light; violet, green, orange, blue, yellow, pink, and red.
The centers of the seven individual runic circles brightly glowed before they shot seven sharp beams towards Quinn, covering his body in a harsh array of mixed light.
The process was swift, with the beams only appearing for less than a minute before everything in the room returned to normal.
Leaving behind the unconscious body of Quinn West.

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Quinn West - MC - I am the author's little b*tch. He can f**k me over and I can't do anything about it.
FictionOnlyReader - Author - Damn right he can't do anything.
Marcus Belbly - Vessel (One time) - The Plot Armor worked through him.
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[A Harry Potter Fanfiction]

Follow Quinn West, who finds himself in the world of Harry Potter, but are things as they seem, is the world he has landed in the same as the one he once read about. 

Will Quinn able to find his way in this new world? Will he ever be able to feel like he belongs here?

What opportunity would the magic of this world provide him? Will it lead him to the light or drown him in the dark?

Tag along as Quinn makes his way into the world of magic as he discovers the secrets behind the infinite potential behind the magic that is within his grasp.

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This novel is my escape from the burnout that I suffered from my other novel. I have no solid plotline planned, there will be no definite release schedule. The reason for me writing is to improve my writing skills, light my brain cells.

As you know that there are so many Harry Potter Fanfictions out there, it is the largest FanFiction community out there, and as I write this novel, I don't have anything in my mind that isn't already out there, but I am trying to create a piece of transformative work that would pick up ideas from that wide community and create a work that would be enjoyable to read.

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They sat in the back seat of the car, Jim and Miya on either side, with Ben in the middle. The little boy had busied himself in learning the list of numbers he had been handed over by the Chairman. His face was solemn, and his eyes were focussed.
The adults were lost in thoughts of their own. 
While Jim wondered about what Rebecca had told him about Kang Sung, Miya organized her thoughts on things she needed to deal with. Every now and then, they glanced at each other and looked away. Sometimes, because their thoughts were muddled, sometimes, because they each found the other too attractive.
It was a good thing that the child was busy learning.
Jim wondered what kind of relationship she had with Kasu, and how he could devise on a plan to tackle Sheng. Miya too, took out her phone, typed in a long, quick apology and sent it to the Chairman. 
That would be one thing off her chest, for now.
Whilst she did send the text, her mind kept going back to Senior Hunter's ambiguous words. Our history is entangled, he had said to her. He owed her two lives.
Two?
She was pretty sure he was referring to the tree incident for one. What else he was talking about, she didn't know. And how was her past related to him?
Sighing, Miya shrugged. 
She wasn't going to break her head over it. If the Chairman thought it was important, then he'd tell her. He had been going all out to help her and Rebecca anyway.
Once the thought crossed her mind, Miya felt guiltier and decided to apologize to the old man in person once they went back. Involuntarily, her gaze landed on Jimmy as well.
He – He too trusted her to the extent of not having asked her a single question about Kasu. Not even when he found out his real identity. 
The girl sighed again.
Her phone was still in her hands. She looked at the man beside her, and admired the contours of his face and his chin that seemed harsh on first gaze. She remembered the touch of his lips against hers. She blushed.
Jimmy's phone buzzed.
It was a text from the missus.
[You look incredible, Jim.]
Jimmy grinned at the words, then looked at the wife, who rewarded him with a small smile in response. He began to type in himself.
[You look absolutely wonderful too.]
[Not better than you. Thanks for wearing the suit! It really does suit you.]
[I know. Aren't I beautiful, wife?]
The text almost made Miya laugh. She kept herself in check though, making sure she didn't disturb Ben.
[You are, husband.]
She texted back with a knowing grin.
Jimmy's heart struck at that last word. He looked at it fixedly for a while, then silently muttering a curse, he took a screenshot of the text. She had him now. Giving the missus a cheeky, warning look, he wrote again.
[Flirting again, my dear?]
[Can I not?]
[Of course you can. I'm all yours to use, baby.]
And then he sent her three 'kiss' emojis.
Miya almost dropped the phone in shock. Her heart missed a beat, and she looked sideward at the grinning Jimmy Hunter in horror.
This… This person…
Pervert!
She quickly closed the chat, blushed furiously, and crossed her arms over her chest while determinedly looking away. 
She was going to die of heart attack.
Meanwhile Jimmy chuckled as quietly as he could. He ruffled Ben's hair idly, while the child paid him no heed. Jim chuckled at that too, then looked fixedly at Miya.
Grinning, he typed again and sent her another text.
Miya was still red in the face, but she shot him a defiant look nevertheless. She did however open the chat once more and looked at his message.
[Alright, I'll tone it down a bit. But you are such a baby.]
Miya squinted her eyes at that.
[I am not!]
[Baby.] Another 'kiss' emoji.
Miya shot him another warning glare. Then, she typed rapidly.
[The only baby here is you!]
And her actual baby, of course.
[Baby.] Two 'kiss' emojis!!
[Jimmy, I will –]
She was about to send in a nasty reply, when Jim typed in faster and sent another text first.
[No, my dear. You're not allowed to kick my ass.]
That got her.
Without another thought, Miya burst out laughing. She held her stomach as she looked at the text, howling till Ben frowned at her and said, "Mommy, you're disturbing me."
Miya pressed her lips awkwardly, and quickly apologized, "Sorry, baby!"
Baby…
She ended up laughing again.
Beside them, Jim couldn't help the grin that spread across his face. He smiled, looking out of the car window distractedly, feeling extremely content.
Just then, his phone buzzed again.
This time though, the text wasn't from Miya.
It was from the Chairman. 
Jim read through the few sentences that his father had written. Then, he went through the attachments and other files. He frowned as he read along, finally letting out a deep sigh once he was done. 
He texted Miya again.
[What happened between father and you?]
Miya, who had cheerfully been looking out the window as well, frowned once she saw the message. She wondered what had suddenly happened.
Carefully, she replied.
[Nothing much. I was sort of rude to him, but I just apologized in a text. I'll do it in person too once we get back. Why? What's up?]
Jim breathed. 
No wonder the old man had sent him rather fine details of what he and the missus were expected to do while they were grounded. Those 47 hours would be taxing.
Seriously… what had Miya done to piss the old Hunter off?
That, when they were already in trouble!
Sighing, he looked through the other information sent by the Chairman. They were just a few words, but enough to create trouble for him again.
[She knows you bugged her.] He had written.
And of course, Simon Hunter must have been the one to tell her. Which made Jim conclude the obvious – Miya found out the old man bugged her and got mad at him. He in turn, told on Jim.
Really… what a fantastic father!
A vein on Jim's head twitched, and he took in a deep breath. 
Just after he had a good moment with the wife, now he had to be ready for her misplaced wrath.
Miya, who had been waiting for Jim to respond, watched him carefully as he looked into his phone. A plethora of emotions crossed her mind as she took in that face again. She also noticed the terseness in his brows, the way his shoulders were tense. It struck her then how busy this man must be.
And yet, here he was, taking Ben to school.
Since the day they had met, he had been helping her out. He had even taken a bullet for her sake.
Closing her eyes, Miya realized how stupid she was being.
Jimmy Hunter – this guy, was just about the only streak of luck in the twenty seven years of her life that she had had. And he was right all along – she had to move on.
She needed to.
It would be wrong if she hurt this man because of her own fragile mind.
Just then, her phone beeped.
Miya looked at the words.
[Miya… dear. I shouldn't have bugged you.]
Jim was still typing, his words carefully chosen.
Miya concluded the obvious. She laid back in the seat, took in a lungful of breath, and wrote.
[Thanks for looking out for me, dear.]
Jim read the words. He choked.

Mr. Jimmy Hunter is in a fix. He is the C.E.O. of the prestigious Hunter Corporation, currently at loggerheads with his father, Senior Mr. Hunter, the Chairman. Jimmy is the only heir, and yet his father refuses to grant him his inheritance. Unless, of course, he fulfills one condition - gets married before his next birthday! 
The clock is ticking, and the young master still hasn't found a bride. There's only twenty four hours left, and yet, there are plans to be made. Until with his two best friends, Jimmy comes up with an idea. One that would get him his 'perfect' bride, and help him get back at his father too! If only the bride would agree though...
Enter Miya!
She's strong, hard headed, foul mouthed and comes with a kid! And there's nothing that pisses her off more than an arrogant rich brat, who also happens to be a pervert. Oh well, she would teach him a lesson!

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It's this language that was made up by some guy a long time ago to be the "universal language". A lot of people speak it. I am such a language nerd. Half of this text is probably gonna be about languages. But hey, as long as it's long! Ha, get it? As LONG as it's LONG? I'm so funny, right? No, I'm not. I should probably get some sleep. Goodnight! Hello, I'm back again. I basically have only two interests nowadays: languages and furries. What? Oh, sorry, I thought you knew I was a furry. Haha, oops. Anyway, yeah, I'm a furry, but since I'm a young furry, I can't really do as much as I would like to do in the fandom. When I'm older, I would like to have a fursuit, go to furry conventions, all that stuff. But for now I can only dream of that. Sorry you had to deal with me talking about furries, but I'm honestly very desperate for this to be the longest text ever. Last night I was watching nothing but fursuit unboxings. I think I need help. This one time, me and my mom were going to go to a furry Christmas party, but we didn't end up going because of the fact that there was alcohol on the premises, and that she didn't wanna have to be a mom dragging her son through a crowd of furries. Both of those reasons were understandable. Okay, hopefully I won't have to talk about furries anymore. I don't care if you're a furry reading this right now, I just don't wanna have to torture everyone else. I will no longer say the F word throughout the rest of this entire text. Of course, by the F word, I mean the one that I just used six times, not the one that you're probably thinking of which I have not used throughout this entire text. I just realised that next year will be 2020. That's crazy! It just feels so futuristic! It's also crazy that the 2010s decade is almost over. That decade brought be a lot of memories. In fact, it brought be almost all of my memories. It'll be sad to see it go. I'm gonna work on a series of video lessons for Toki Pona. I'll expain what Toki Pona is after I come back. Bye! I'm back now, and I decided not to do it on Toki Pona, since many other people have done Toki Pona video lessons already. I decided to do it on Viesa, my English code. Now, I shall explain what Toki Pona is. Toki Pona is a minimalist constructed language that has only ~120 words! That means you can learn it very quickly. I reccomend you learn it! It's pretty fun and easy! Anyway, yeah, I might finish my video about Viesa later. But for now, I'm gonna add more to this giant wall of text, because I want it to be the longest! It would be pretty cool to have a world record for the longest text ever. Not sure how famous I'll get from it, but it'll be cool nonetheless. Nonetheless. That's an interesting word. It's a combination of three entire words. That's pretty neat. Also, remember when I said that I said the F word six times throughout this text? I actually messed up there. I actually said it ten times (including the plural form). I'm such a liar! I struggled to spell the word "liar" there. I tried spelling it "lyer", then "lier". Then I remembered that it's "liar". At least I'm better at spelling than my sister. She's younger than me, so I guess it's understandable. "Understandable" is a pretty long word. Hey, I wonder what the most common word I've used so far in this text is. I checked, and appearantly it's "I", with 59 uses! The word "I" makes up 5% of the words this text! I would've thought "the" would be the most common, but "the" is only the second most used word, with 43 uses. "It" is the third most common, followed by "a" and "to". Congrats to those five words! If you're wondering what the least common word is, well, it's actually a tie between a bunch of words that are only used once, and I don't wanna have to list them all here. Remember when I talked about waffles near the beginning of this text? Well, I just put some waffles in the toaster, and I got reminded of the very beginnings of this longest text ever. Okay, that was literally yesterday, but I don't care. You can't see me right now, but I'm typing with my nose! Okay, I was not able to type the exclamation point with just my nose. I had to use my finger. But still, I typed all of that sentence with my nose! I'm not typing with my nose right now, because it takes too long, and I wanna get this text as long as possible quickly. I'm gonna take a break for now! Bye! Hi, I'm back again. My sister is beside me, watching me write in this endless wall of text. My sister has a new thing where she just says the word "poop" nonstop. I don't really like it. She also eats her own boogers. I'm not joking. She's gross like that. Also, remember when I said I put waffles in the toaster? Well, I forgot about those and I only ate them just now. Now my sister is just saying random numbers. Now she's saying that they're not random, they're the numbers being displayed on the microwave. Still, I don't know why she's doing that. Now she's making annoying clicking noises. Now she's saying that she's gonna watch Friends on three different devices. Why!?!?! Hi its me his sister. I'd like to say that all of that is not true. Max wants to make his own video but i wont let him because i need my phone for my alarm.POOP POOP POOP POOP LOL IM FUNNY. kjnbhhisdnhidfhdfhjsdjksdnjhdfhdfghdfghdfbhdfbcbhnidjsduhchyduhyduhdhcduhduhdcdhcdhjdnjdnhjsdjxnj Hey, I'm back. Sorry about my sister. I had to seize control of the LTE from her because she was doing keymash. Keymash is just effortless. She just went back to school. She comes home from school for her lunch break. I think I'm gonna go again. 


Marguerite is oblivious as she folds Arthmael's body into beautiful silhouettes. Following the familiar choreography, she dances relentlessly.

Grand Jete! Penche! followed by a series of graceful pas de chats. All concatenated in front of the enthralled emperor.

When the music reaches the outro in a full stop, Marguerite falls gracefully on the floor in a pose. She stays there and waits for the king to tell her she can leave.

She stays on the ground for a long time but hears nothing from him. Wondering if she did anything wrong, she wants to lift her head to look at the king's face, but quickly remembers the warning he gave her. If she disrespects him any further, who knows what he might do to her.

She suddenly feels her chin being lifted, her eyes meet the hazels of Demian. She forgets to breathe and falls from her pose onto the floor. She doesn't have time to regain her senses before two strong arms lift her off the floor.

She is about to question him on his weird behaviour when her mouth is suddenly covered by his in a kiss.

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Marguerite is very talented. She has a beautiful voice, a great passion for music and various talents in the arts. Unfortunately, her bright future gets compromised when she is forced to leave her world to fulfill the wish of someone else. Marguerite wanting to go home as soon as possible, accepts. However things turn out quite unexpected for her.

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