"Luke..." gasped Brandon as he pulled him into his embrace. "Don't you ever leave," he whispered as he buried his face into Luke's shoulder.

   A normal college life with a little spice is what Brandon thinks he signed up for when he joins college and moves into the dorm with his new roommate, Luke. 

   Trying to hide the fact that he is a romance author from everyone and realizing that his zero experience in romance in real life may pose a bit of an issue, his life takes a turn, when he decides to take inspiration from his roommate and bases the protagonist of his next book on him. 

  Read on to see what he brings upon himself as he mixes up his fiction with real life!!

"Luke..." gasped Brandon as he pulled him into his embrace. "Don't you ever leave," he whispered as he buried his face into Luke's shoulder.

 A normal college life with a little spice is what Brandon thinks he signed up for when he joins college and moves into the dorm with his new roommate, Luke. 

 Trying to hide the fact that he is a romance author from everyone and realizing that his zero experience in romance in real life may pose a bit of an issue, his life takes a turn, when he decides to take inspiration from his roommate and bases the protagonist of his next book on him. 

 Read on to see what he brings upon himself as he mixes up his fiction with real life!!

She looked at her with a contempting look, her red heels clicking on the ground. A sinister smile is plastered on her face full of malice.

"Whatever you do, he's mine. Even if you go back in time, he's always be mine."

Then the man beside the woman with red heels, snaked his hands on her waist.

"You'll never be my partner. You're a trash!"

The pair walked out of that dark alley and left her coughing blood. At the last seconds of her life, her lifeless eyes closed.

***

Jade angrily looked at the last page of the book.

She believed that everyone deserves to be happy.

She heard her mother calling for her to eat but reading is her first priority. And so, until she felt dizzy reading, she fell asleep.

***

Words she can't comprehend rang in her ears.


She's now the 'Jade' in the book.

[No, I won't change the story. I'll just watch on the sidelines.]

This is what she believed not until...

"Stop slandering Jade unless you want to lose your necks."

That was the beginning of her new life as a character.

somewhere in a distant land, you could see a pair of siblings, one boy, about 5.6, and one girl about 5.3 the boy had short curly brown hair and deep crimson eyes the girl has long brown hair and light crimson eyes just like her younger brother.

Hey sis do you want to be the bad guy or the good guy," said the boy "bad guy" is all the girl said as she looks at the lowering sun "I figured you would pike that said the boy as he smiles.

come join the Adventure with these unique siblings.

After being left alone in the solitary space by the old man's disappearance and getting a hellish beating by his apparitions, Zhao Luo had nothing else to do except,
"It's time to flip the page."
Zhao Luo said as he picked the book.
Zhao Luo was ready to open the book again.
His master had told him that the book will help him with his journey.
He was going to test that. Maybe this will help him in getting his body out of the capsule.
Or it may lead to something even better.
Zhao Luo eagerly opened the book again.
The book with the dark shiny cover was already making the dark surrounding even shadier gave out a golden radiance as soon as it was opened.
Just like before the first page had two words on it.
"Heaven's Tomb."
Zhao Luo read the words. 
He pondered over these words before going to the next page eager to know the content of this Godly book.
'Flip'
Zhao Luo flipped the page. 
The eager Zhao Luo was shocked after seeing the content of the page.
He stared as hard as he could but for that time frame, after he had turned the page, this page was empty just a simple blank golden paper with nothing written on it.
'Did the old man scam me?'
Zhao Luo thought.
As he couldn't find anything on the page he was going to close the book but right while he was closing it, words started to appear on the page.
The words appeared on the whole page at the same time as if they were submerged in the page before and were coming up now. 
Zhao Luo started reading from the top.
A grand title was left on this page. 
"KNOWLEDGE"
Zhao Luo read the title and an unknowing smile could be seen on his face.
He thought about what kind of knowledge he will be getting as the book was a compilation of the experiences of ancient Gods from the old man's World.
Zhao Luo started reading the page and right from the start he was immersed in it.
The book started with the introduction of a God explaining their powers.
What is a God? 
A being who is all powerful and supreme.
 Not just super powerful but also with different abilities. 
An ability that they had which was unbalanced according to Zhao Luo who had already read it.
It was the power to bring a summoned apparition, which Zhao Luo was able to do, from their mind to life.
They could be brought as physical bodies with just a command.
That summoned apparition would have a solid form. The shape will be as the God that is summoning it would imagine it to be.
The book called this summon a 'Bandit'.
Zhao Luo stopped at this point as this was the last line of the page.
'Interesting'
Zhao Luo thought.
'Maybe I will be able to summon a lion bandit.'
Zhao Luo wondered. Then he went on to read the next page.
But before he could even turn the page, the words on the current page once again disappeared leaving Zhao Luo in shock again.
He had never read a book that had words appear on a blank page. And the page turning blank again once he was done reading those words. 
Like why can't the words stay there from the start and not disappear once he is done reading them?
Then new words appeared on the same page. 
This time they appeared faster than before. Zhao Luo was already getting used to this so he didn't go in a state of shock.
Zhao Luo starting reading again.
To his surprise, the title was still the same.
"Again 'KNOWLEDGE'. This must be a continuation to the ability of Gods."
Zhao Luo guessed and continued.
It was as he guessed. This time the writing continued from bandits.
The explanation was on the power of bandits. 
Each summoned bandit could have different powers.
The power of the created 'bandit' completely depended on the quality of the boundary of the God that is summoning it and the rules of the space of that God.
Boundaries were a measure of God's power.
Every God could set rules in their boundary according to their will.
A weaker God will have a low-quality boundary. As the strength of a God increase, the quality of their boundary would increase.
This increase in the quality of boundary of that God affects the summoned 'bandit' increasing its power and its abilities as well.
The quality of the boundary was divided into nine levels.
Starting from trash, wood, iron, bronze, silver, gold, platinum, diamond, and jadeite.
"Did I read it right?"
Zhao Luo was wondering if he saw it wrong after reading the qualities of the boundary. 
He didn't think that there was a quality level of boundary named 'trash'.
'How lucky one has to be to have the trash quality boundary?'
Zhao Luo had a thought.
Zhao Luo continued.
The summoned 'bandit' had nine levels too.
When the quality of the boundary is upgraded to the next level the summoned bandit will be that level too.
The lowest of the summoned bandit would be a 'trash bandit'.
The strongest should be a 'jadeite bandit'
Yet the book mentioned that sometimes a bandit could hold even more power than it is allowed in the jadeite boundary. 
The bandit would then be a 'crimson bandit'.
The quality of the boundary was easily detected. 
The name reflected the appearance of the boundary. A gold boundary would have gold shine. A diamond boundary would be giving a brilliant blinding shine of light with fiery color. The same goes for other boundaries.
Only the trash quality boundary would have no color yet the presence of that God's boundary could be easily felt. 
That is, the boundary would be present yet missing out on any outstanding feature.
Thus the book decided to call such a God a trash level God. As God didn't train himself faithfully in his journey to becoming one.
"So one can still be trash after becoming a God. The hierarchy is still the same even if one becomes a God."
Zhao Luo chuckled but also felt fearful as he may become the one he is laughing on.
The words ended at the explanation of 'trash' quality.
Zhao Luo didn't even try turning the page. This time he was ready for the words to disappear.
Soon the words disappeared, the page was blank once again and then the next set of lines with new words appeared on the page.
The title this time was different. It was not knowledge, unlike the last two times.
Zhao Luo saw the title and knew that he was finally going to learn something useful.
"Ways"
Zhao Luo read the title which was written in grey color and the four letters shined with outstanding brightness. 
The shine from the words calmed the excited Zhao Luo.
He went on to read the first line which went something like this.
There were many ways to become a God.
There were easy ways then there were hard ways then there were ways that were close to impossible to follow through but such ways showed results that were unachievable by other ways.
Now Zhao Luo thought of himself as he was already on one of the ways.
He didn't know which kind of way was he on. He thought of his journey of mastering the first step of Godhood that the old man had taught him was mastering the Naoli. 
It may have been frustrating at times but it wasn't that hard for him. 
'Maybe my method is one of the weaker ones.'
Zhao Luo thought and compared his method to one of the weaker ways just because he achieved the first step easily. 
'Well, I will know soon.'
Zhao Luo didn't dwell on his thought about his way for too long and continued reading.
The next line was on the weaker ways. It explained in such a way that Zhao Luo knew that he was far from the weaker ways. Too far ahead. 
As the next line's explanation was on how the weaker ways focus on getting to Godhood by achieving the requirements for becoming a God through the fastest ways.
This would help the guy in becoming the God in the shortest possible time yet after becoming the God, his power will be weak. He may even end up with the lowest quality boundary which was a 'trash boundary'.
The example given for this way was that the person will be ale to create a single apparition after mastering the Naoli.
Whereas Zhao Luo was already able to create nine of them.
The harder the way was the longer it took to achieve each requirement on the path to Godhood. 
Yet the result was opposite to the easy way. 
The power a person will have once he becomes a God through this way will be immense and their initial boundaries will have one of the superior qualities. 
The line ended here leaving Zhao Luo eager to know about the difficulty of his way to Godhood.


'Welcome to the New Era'

Waking up in an unfamiliar world, Zhao Luo realized the changes in his body.

In this distorted world, the lands that Zhao Luo once knew of, have changed into mountain ranges and every range has a Sect while the sect leader has all the power and control over the surrounding mountains.

Zhao Luo's simple life as a traveler had already ended the moment he was trapped in a sleeping capsule. 

Now his goal is to become the strongest and reign supreme in this new world to achieve his ultimate goal of becoming a God.

• Zhao Luo's potential attracts the attention of a mysterious old man. 
 "Master, you are an Emperor, Emperor of Gods?"

Becoming the Disciple of this old man turned out to be a blessing for him.

• Receiving his master's most treasured books lets him meet even more incredible personalities.

"What? The egos of the Ancient Emperas are overseeing my growth?"

• Continuing on the path to rise to the top in the Xin Sect, Zhao Luo finds a Fist Technique.

"Oh, he trained for 78 years to master this? But It only took me 4 days ^.^" 


Zhao Luo's journey will bring him to the top as he crushes down his enemies, and make friends with unusual characters, each with a background of his own.

"She is mine."
Going against one of the three Royal families, just for the sake of his beloved, this journey is filled with everything you need.
 

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Angele left the house with the book Adolf gave him and got on a carriage that took him back to the school. A staff member by the entrance of the dorm stopped Angele before he entered the building.
 
“Young Master Angele, here’s a letter for you. Also, a worker left something here for you. Please take all of those with you,” the staff member who looked drunk said. The staff member was a middle-aged man who was a heavy drinker. Angele could barely understand what the man was saying.
 
“Thanks, House.” Angele smiled as he nodded. He headed into a small room by the entrance and took a black bag along with a letter.
 
Angele quickly returned to his room and carefully closed the door. Angele put down the bag and letter. He sat in front of his desk and placed the book he had just gotten on it. He inhaled once and tried to calm himself before he’d start checking the book. Brown was the color of its cover and an earmark was sealed on it. This mark was quite large and was made out of black silk. There was a small line of words written on the bottom-right side that said, “By Buckwill”. The book was thick and heavy, such that it even looked like a large dictionary. It was about 2 to 3 kilograms. Angele collected himself and sat straight before opening the book.
 
‘Zero, start recording the information,’ he thought.
 
‘Recording started.’ The chip started working quickly.
 
There was only one line on the first page: “I am listening…”
 
The words were written in a special manner, which made it slightly hard to read. They looked like special runes, but they were actually just regular Anmag words. It looked like the page had a bunch of tadpoles lined up in the middle. Angele stared at those words and started thinking. He scrunched his eyebrows, remaining at this page for a long time. Dusk was nearly upon him and darkness had begun creeping everywhere. Moonlight poured into the room, dyeing and reflecting light upon everything inside with its pale white hue. The oil lamp on the desk reflected yellow light over Angele’s face. Shadows under his eyes and nose began flickering.
 
Angele finally moved to page 2 after thinking for a long time, but he still scrunched his eyebrows. There was a colorful painting on the second page. It was a noble lady wearing a white one piece and a red round hat. She was sitting in front of a mirror quietly with a gentle demeanor. Her face was fair and beautiful, and it looked like she was staring into Angele’s eyes. The painting itself was vibrant and it made it seem as if the lady was alive. Angele felt something strange about it, so he moved the book closer. He scrutinized the painting such that he could even see the pores on her face.
 
The wind was blowing into the room from outside.
 
DONG! The window made a loud noise as it was blown open. Angele stood up and closed it. He returned and sat down again, looking at the painting. He was surprised because the mouth of the lady in the painting was now slightly opened. He was certain that it was closed before. She stared at Angele, seemingly trying to say something.
 
“I am listening…” Angele was suddenly reminded of the words on page 1 and felt slightly scared. The room was silent and people who were talking outside couldn’t be heard. Even the insects outside had gone silent. The atmosphere in the room felt heavy and constrained.
 
Angele felt goosebumps and instantly put his right hand over the crossguard sword by the side. He sensed danger and thought something was closing in on him.
 
‘Zero, analyze the situation around. Report to me immediately if you find anything wrong,’ Angele ordered.
 
‘Mission established. Analyzing…’ Zero reported. However, the chip didn’t report back to him, so Angele felt relieved. He looked back at the painting, once again becoming surprised. The lady’s mouth was slightly more opened compared before as though she was in pain. She now had a hopeless expression on her face, not staring at Angele anymore. Angele couldn’t see anything in her eyes. Angele felt more goosebumps and also a chill coming from his back.
 
He quickly moved on to the next page.
 
“I am listening…” He saw the words again where it was still in the middle of the page.
 
‘Warning! Strange magnetic field discovered! Please move away from the source! At least 50 meters!’ Suddenly, the chip started giving out warnings.
 
‘You will see a different world from this book if you are qualified to become a Wizard.’ A strange message somehow appeared in Angele’s mind. It wasn’t written in the book, only going straight into Angele’s consciousness.
 
Angele was paralyzed; sweat was all over his face.
 
GA!
 
A black bird that looked like a crow flew by his window and made a strange noise. Angele was still feeling shocked, but he was alerted by the sound. He quickly stood up and wiped off the sweat on his face with his hands. Angele saw his own reflection on the glass of the window. His reflection had white pupils and the mouth was opened as though his reflection was trying to say something. The facial expression of his reflection perfectly depicted that of the lady in the painting.
 
“Damn!” Angele screamed as he pushed the chair down. He bumped the door open and ran out to the hallway. The whole world outside looked strange. Angele felt the loss of balance, and the hallway itself seemed distorted. No one was around, not even any student in the dorm could be seen.
 
‘Your body is currently experiencing an abnormal condition. Your blood flow rate is 3x greater than normal, and your blood vessels are rupturing,’ Zero kept warning.
 
HU!
 
Angele inhaled once, trying to suck air into his lungs. The warning of the chip woke him up. Angele opened his eyes where he found himself sleeping on the book. The window was still open, the wind coming from outside could still be felt by him. Angele was covered in sweat, and he found the wind to be soothing.
 
“I fell asleep?” Angele said as he looked at the book below his chest. He was still on page 1 of the book, the words still quietly lying in the middle of the page.
 
I am listening…
 
“Everything was an illusion?” Angele wondered, so he decided to check the record on the chip.
 
‘Your body is currently experiencing an abnormal condition. Your blood flow rate is 3x greater than normal, and your blood vessels are rupturing.
 
‘Magnetic field has weakened. You are now waking up.
 
‘Radiation energy has disappeared. Magnetic field has disappeared.
 
‘You are having trouble understanding space and time.’
 
“Nope, not a dream,” Angele said.
 
Angele looked at the crystal clock he had bought not too long ago and seen that it was already 9 o’clock in the evening. The words on the book suddenly disappeared and words suddenly appeared in the air. They were blurry in the beginning, but now, Angele could easily read them.
 
‘Congratulations, love. You passed the mental examination of the book,’ it said. The book suddenly started shining with a light akin to a silver water flowing around. Angele could barely see anything from the brightness. The light stayed for about 5 seconds before disappearing.
 
Angele opened his eyes once again and looked at the book on his desk. The cover of the book change, though the color did not. Many strange runes appeared in the middle of the cover and the earmark was no longer there. Under the runes was a black door shaking slightly. Angele could even hear the noise it created; it felt like watching a 3D movie on Earth.
 
The color of the cover was still brown, but the material seemed to have changed. Angele had mixed feelings about this and was hesitant. The illusion he had experienced warned him on how dangerous the book was. However, the book was the only clue he had about the Wizards, so he didn’t want to give it up. Angele could now hear the noises of people talking and doors opening and closing from the hallway. He slowly calmed down as he sought solace in such an environment. It was the dorm he was familiar with.
 
‘Zero, check the book and tell me if it’s still dangerous,’ Angele thought.
 
‘Analysis beginning… Item unknown. Danger unknown. Please proceed with caution.’ Hearing Zero’s report made Angele hesitate again. He turned the book to its second page. Nothing happened, but the painting of the lady had disappeared. Instead, Angele saw a page full of words. There was a title on top of the page, which told Angele of what the book actually was.
 
‘This is just a starter meditation handbook.’
 
Following the title, it said:
 
‘This book will help you lay the foundation. If you want more, head to Marilodan. I heard that the market there would open every 50 years. I just don’t want to write down high-level skills in this one as I’m still researching. For your own safety, I suggest you do not attempt to touch the high-level meditation handbooks.’
 
The words were written in Anmag language, which made it surprisingly easy for Angele to understand.


Ye Song, who once lived in a technologically-advanced world, died and reincarnated into a noble teenager’s body in another world.
A fantasy world filled with magic!
A series of events filled with tragedy, action, etc. began to unfold one after the other when he fatefully encountered one of the most guarded secrets of this world, obtaining the legendary power of Wizards.
Watch how he reaches unreachable heights as a powerful Wizard in this new world.
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Release Rate: 7 Chapters/Week; One each day. 
P.S. This has become a serious problem so I have to put it in the synopsis: First, I would like to thank everyone who spends their time reading this book. Second, I just want to say that this is not a WMW (Warlock of the Magus World) copy. TWW finished two years before WMW started. 

Angele left the house with the book Adolf gave him and got on a carriage that took him back to the school. A staff member by the entrance of the dorm stopped Angele before he entered the building.

"Young Master Angele, here's a letter for you. Also, a worker left something here for you. Please take all of those with you," the staff member who looked drunk said. The staff member was a middle-aged man who was a heavy drinker. Angele could barely understand what the man was saying.

 
"Thanks, House." Angele smiled as he nodded. He headed into a small room by the entrance and took a black bag along with a letter.

Angele quickly returned to his room and carefully closed the door. Angele put down the bag and letter. He sat in front of his desk and placed the book he had just gotten on it. He inhaled once and tried to calm himself before he'd start checking the book. Brown was the color of its cover and an earmark was sealed on it. This mark was quite large and was made out of black silk. There was a small line of words written on the bottom-right side that said, "By Buckwill". The book was thick and heavy, such that it even looked like a large dictionary. It was about 2 to 3 kilograms. Angele collected himself and sat straight before opening the book.

'Zero, start recording the information,' he thought.

'Recording started.' The chip started working quickly.

There was only one line on the first page: "I am listening…"

The words were written in a special manner, which made it slightly hard to read. They looked like special runes, but they were actually just regular Anmag words. It looked like the page had a bunch of tadpoles lined up in the middle. Angele stared at those words and started thinking. He scrunched his eyebrows, remaining at this page for a long time. Dusk was nearly upon him and darkness had begun creeping everywhere. Moonlight poured into the room, dyeing and reflecting light upon everything inside with its pale white hue. The oil lamp on the desk reflected yellow light over Angele's face. Shadows under his eyes and nose began flickering.

Angele finally moved to page 2 after thinking for a long time, but he still scrunched his eyebrows. There was a colorful painting on the second page. It was a noble lady wearing a white one piece and a red round hat. She was sitting in front of a mirror quietly with a gentle demeanor. Her face was fair and beautiful, and it looked like she was staring into Angele's eyes. The painting itself was vibrant and it made it seem as if the lady was alive. Angele felt something strange about it, so he moved the book closer. He scrutinized the painting such that he could even see the pores on her face.

The wind was blowing into the room from outside.

DONG! The window made a loud noise as it was blown open. Angele stood up and closed it. He returned and sat down again, looking at the painting. He was surprised because the mouth of the lady in the painting was now slightly opened. He was certain that it was closed before. She stared at Angele, seemingly trying to say something.

"I am listening…" Angele was suddenly reminded of the words on page 1 and felt slightly scared. The room was silent and people who were talking outside couldn't be heard. Even the insects outside had gone silent. The atmosphere in the room felt heavy and constrained.

Angele felt goosebumps and instantly put his right hand over the crossguard sword by the side. He sensed danger and thought something was closing in on him.

'Zero, analyze the situation around. Report to me immediately if you find anything wrong,' Angele ordered.

'Mission established. Analyzing…' Zero reported. However, the chip didn't report back to him, so Angele felt relieved. He looked back at the painting, once again becoming surprised. The lady's mouth was slightly more opened compared before as though she was in pain. She now had a hopeless expression on her face, not staring at Angele anymore. Angele couldn't see anything in her eyes. Angele felt more goosebumps and also a chill coming from his back.

He quickly moved on to the next page.

"I am listening…" He saw the words again where it was still in the middle of the page.

'Warning! Strange magnetic field discovered! Please move away from the source! At least 50 meters!' Suddenly, the chip started giving out warnings.

'You will see a different world from this book if you are qualified to become a Wizard.' A strange message somehow appeared in Angele's mind. It wasn't written in the book, only going straight into Angele's consciousness.

Angele was paralyzed; sweat was all over his face.

GA!

A black bird that looked like a crow flew by his window and made a strange noise. Angele was still feeling shocked, but he was alerted by the sound. He quickly stood up and wiped off the sweat on his face with his hands. Angele saw his own reflection on the glass of the window. His reflection had white pupils and the mouth was opened as though his reflection was trying to say something. The facial expression of his reflection perfectly depicted that of the lady in the painting.

"Damn!" Angele screamed as he pushed the chair down. He bumped the door open and ran out to the hallway. The whole world outside looked strange. Angele felt the loss of balance, and the hallway itself seemed distorted. No one was around, not even any student in the dorm could be seen.

'Your body is currently experiencing an abnormal condition. Your blood flow rate is 3x greater than normal, and your blood vessels are rupturing,' Zero kept warning.

 
HU!

Angele inhaled once, trying to suck air into his lungs. The warning of the chip woke him up. Angele opened his eyes where he found himself sleeping on the book. The window was still open, the wind coming from outside could still be felt by him. Angele was covered in sweat, and he found the wind to be soothing.

"I fell asleep?" Angele said as he looked at the book below his chest. He was still on page 1 of the book, the words still quietly lying in the middle of the page.

I am listening…

"Everything was an illusion?" Angele wondered, so he decided to check the record on the chip.

'Your body is currently experiencing an abnormal condition. Your blood flow rate is 3x greater than normal, and your blood vessels are rupturing.

'Magnetic field has weakened. You are now waking up.

'Radiation energy has disappeared. Magnetic field has disappeared.

'You are having trouble understanding space and time.'

"Nope, not a dream," Angele said.

Angele looked at the crystal clock he had bought not too long ago and seen that it was already 9 o'clock in the evening. The words on the book suddenly disappeared and words suddenly appeared in the air. They were blurry in the beginning, but now, Angele could easily read them.

'Congratulations, love. You passed the mental examination of the book,' it said. The book suddenly started shining with a light akin to a silver water flowing around. Angele could barely see anything from the brightness. The light stayed for about 5 seconds before disappearing.

Angele opened his eyes once again and looked at the book on his desk. The cover of the book change, though the color did not. Many strange runes appeared in the middle of the cover and the earmark was no longer there. Under the runes was a black door shaking slightly. Angele could even hear the noise it created; it felt like watching a 3D movie on Earth.

The color of the cover was still brown, but the material seemed to have changed. Angele had mixed feelings about this and was hesitant. The illusion he had experienced warned him on how dangerous the book was. However, the book was the only clue he had about the Wizards, so he didn't want to give it up. Angele could now hear the noises of people talking and doors opening and closing from the hallway. He slowly calmed down as he sought solace in such an environment. It was the dorm he was familiar with.

'Zero, check the book and tell me if it's still dangerous,' Angele thought.

'Analysis beginning… Item unknown. Danger unknown. Please proceed with caution.' Hearing Zero's report made Angele hesitate again. He turned the book to its second page. Nothing happened, but the painting of the lady had disappeared. Instead, Angele saw a page full of words. There was a title on top of the page, which told Angele of what the book actually was.

'This is just a starter meditation handbook.'

Following the title, it said:

'This book will help you lay the foundation. If you want more, head to Marilodan. I heard that the market there would open every 50 years. I just don't want to write down high-level skills in this one as I'm still researching. For your own safety, I suggest you do not attempt to touch the high-level meditation handbooks.'

The words were written in Anmag language, which made it surprisingly easy for Angele to understand.

The book was thick in width as well as tall in height. The leather cover was dark brown and well-worn out as if it had been read over constantly. What made it stand out though was the design of the front: it was a shadowed image of a boy and a girl encased in glass so it was untouched, unlike the worn-out leather. There were no words, no author- not even a simple design. Apart from the shadowed image of the couple, there was nothing else imprinted on the thick leather book.

"Okay, creatures of all ages…" The feminine voice was magical, soft, and slightly high-pitched. When she spoke, the book floated into the air as if carried by unseen hands and twirled around.
"It's storytime…" There was a tinkle of joy in the air that set the mood in.

The book then opens, showcasing the dirty white pages with edges torn and just like the cover- worn-out. The invisible hands flipped past two blank pages before stopping at the fourth page where thick bold words were written illegibly in cursive black ink.  On the third page, right beside where the words were, was a picture separated into four sections with the names Lycoris, Radiata, Rosea, and Amaryllis in their respective crests and colors. On the upper right was Lycoris colored in pink and brown; on the lower left, Radiata in red and white; on the upper left, Rosea in black and yellow; and on the lower right, Amaryllis in blue and red.

"Once upon a time…" The voice uttered the different words from the book and skipped more paragraphs as she kept talking. The graceful happy spirit followed the words that floated above the book.

"Two scrolls fell from the heavens to the land of Frondescence…" The words that were spoken came from different paragraphs and floated off the pages, transforming into an image of the very words she spoke. The scrolls were like falling stars shimmering with a soft gleam and leaving a trail of clear sparkles. The color of the scrolls was similar to the color of the pages of the book. Keeping it from being loose was an illuminated, gold string.

"One fell to worn out hands and another fell to clawed ones." The book slowly disappeared the more she spoke and just like before, her words crafted a realistic painting in the air. What was left were the blazing scrolls that were still falling from the sky. Both having been separated by the specific surroundings.

A rough, scarred, brown hand was stretched out to receive the falling scroll. It glowed brightly in the person's hand before slowly dimming. Though the skin of the owner was marred, there was a gold bracelet hanging around the wrist and an imprint of the royal crest of Lycoris that was shown from the 3rd page. The setting indicating that it had been late in the evening for the stars were sparkling and the moon was shining with such light from above. From below, there was earthy ground- tilled and well-kept, yet the green nearby was seen decaying.

The other hand, just as she had said, was a red claw but was so stricken with ashes that it had black spots engraved into the skin. Just like the other hand, the scroll had also glowed intensely and dimmed right after. However, the surroundings were more devastating than the other person. The dark eve of the night, that should be comforting and bluish in hue, was completely taken over by reddish black ash clouds creating an orange color throughout the land; thus, covering the luminous moon and its sparkling stars. Just seen by the person's claws were towering white pillars and at the front was a balustrade- all of which were covered in soot.

"And written in such scrolls was the foretold destiny of two children."

The people simultaneously opened the scrolls where golden words written in cursive glowed with fervor. A translucent light swallowed them up into the scroll with the golden letters swirling around in an orderly fashion.

"A prince and princess who would bound two worlds, ruling it with a kind and strict heart, and bring peace to them all." However, the scene dims into black as the owner of the voice continued speaking. The familiar look of the dirty white paper panned back into view where an image of the same couple from the cover appeared but was separated into two sections diagonally with entirely different backgrounds.

On the upper left section, the girl clothed in a puffy dress was colored in black ink while the details of her body and dress were highlighted in white. She was holding the seams of her dress and posed herself to be bowing. Behind and around the girl were an array of red spider lilies and ribbons of various colors as if specifying the interests of the little girl.

Moving to the lower right section, the boy garbed in a tuxedo was standing upright with his right hand over his chest. He was also inked in black while the details were lined in white.  A formation of red spider lilies was his background, connecting with the girl's, and swords of the same color and form were painted in as well. Just like the girl, it was deemed to be based on his interests.

The page then turned and showed the next paragraphs that had the same style as it had been on the 4th page. Nevertheless, the voice spoke certain words that floated off the paragraphs, blurring out the rest of the words.

"A blessing from the heavens, gods, stars, or whatever the people pray to," there was a hint of sarcasm from the tone but she continued as if there was nothing of the sort that she had said was interesting. Not even the slight concept of it had been portrayed, leaving only a black screen. "For their homes were riddled with so much darkness and hatred that people would even fear in the daylight."

The black was then hued into red and various scenes of broken buildings and suffering people were drawn out the same as the couple. The images were separated into different squared sections, moving from left to right in a downward zigzag formation. One scene depicted a fallen statue with the crest of Radiata. Another had the starving men, women, and children. Then there were people running away from the black rays of the sun.

This kept going on for ten more pages but was omitted completely for the sake of the people who she was speaking to. On the 18th page were the crests that had been shown on the 3rd page, but was now outlined differently. All of them were now completely in black but had ink dripping down from above. Lycoris had purple, Rosea in green, Radiata with red, and Amaryllis on yellow.

There was a brief pause on this page. An atmospheric feeling of sorrow and dread settled on the speaker before she continued the tale.

"Now, this fairytale is no happy one…" The merry tone became low and solemn and a light tap of a page being pressed echoed in the air.  "For a certain kingdom from the four will rise from their disguised submissiveness and wreak havoc, destroying them all." Her voice hardened at the latter half of the statement. There was a sense of anger and betrayal, but more so on the bitterness of the taste.

Almost immediately, her voice returned to the beginning. Soft and lighthearted as if she had not nearly opened the pandora's box for the supposed jolly tale.

"This is a fairytale of a prince and a princess that will save them from that demise." More pages were flipped through as she spoke, completely evading every other paragraph and settling on another picture of the couple. They were now standing side by side, still inked in black and outlined in white, holding onto a scroll. Their background was the crests of the four kingdoms that still separated into sections but were connected.

However, the paper was unlike the others that were well-kept. This was more than worn out; the paintings and most of the words were smudged, even torn. That didn't stop her from reading though- only speaking again words she wanted to say.

"A princess from the Kingdom of Lycoris." The crest of Lycoris is zoomed into view, at the lower left of the four sections. Then it moves to the upper right where the supposed crest of the kingdom of the boy belonged to.  "And the prince from the Kingdom of…err…R…It's torn." Truly, it was.

Before the page was panned out to view the other crests, the pages flipped to follow through the story.

"Whatever. Anyway…" She was uncaring as to where the prince came from like it was not an important factor to state. The book then slowly disappeared into the black void before slowly lighting into a fiery blaze.

"They burned that very destiny…" There was a pause where the voice snickered to herself. "Like literally. One of the scrolls was lit-" The image of a scroll lighting in fire appeared before the scene blackened out immediately halfway through.

"Oops, sorry, err where was I?" The book appeared again but now closed. "Right, burning." There was an awkward cough while the book opened back to the last page that was opened.

"They burned their very destiny- hence the title of the fairytale. Burning Destiny, haha." Again, another awkward cough and looming silence. After another awkward cough, she speaks again as the pages flipped through.

"Anyway, we must start from the very beginning." The pages kept going little by little.

"Not right after the two supposedly star-crossed lovers were born." The book was replaced by the image of a pair of babies color-coded in black. "Not even when they were children…?" The babies switched to the couple that had appeared pages ago.  "Or teenagers?"  The book appeared again and was left with a page completely still in the middle. A couple of question marks were scattered around the book and pasted on the pages.

"Where is this- hm- wait- why- Oh my god, why that long?!" The pages kept flipping before stopping in the middle of the book where bold words printed in black told the exact ages of the couple.

"Gah, a time skip of 23 years." Again, the question marks appeared around the book and on the pages, even after the word 23 years.

There was a sigh before the page was finally flipped. "They're young adults- the prince and the princess…" She sounded exasperated and down to earth confused. The page went still as a voice other than her own echoed in the air, but it was not heard.

"Oh right, my name…" The screen blackened and a star appeared. Its outline was yellow in one half and purple in the other. However, inside the lines was simply a mass of darkness.  A cloud of its respective colors exuded from the star, highlighting its dark interior.

"My name is Hoshi- and I'll be telling a fairy tale of sorts." A trail of sparkles and light followed the star as it spiraled down and down. A hand, snow-white in hue, appeared and caught the falling star in its grasp. The hand was small but was large enough to keep the star in her palm. The trail of sparkles and light, even the clouds, disappeared right after it landed. There was only the glow left.

"A tale with an ending I��m not so sure of…" The hand jolted and sweat appeared right beside the hand. "Not because I don't know the story, but because I was caught reading when I wasn't supposed to- Anyway…"

The hand relaxed again. "The story of the Princess and the Prince." It slowly encased the star in its palm, dimming everything in darkness. However, the light of the star peeked through the gaps of her hand.

"How they burned their destinies…" The clenched fingers gradually unlatched to show what happened to the star but closed back again with the following words.

"Literally and figuratively." Then it returned to open the hand, but quicker now, and displayed the flickering ashes of purple, white, and yellow of what had been the star.

"Because of what they assumed to be the selfish ideals of humankind."

The hand disappeared and the book returned. Howbeit, the book was opened now several pages from the beginning with the printed words legible in gold.

"We will begin with 'The Missing Princess'." The book disperses into sparkles just as the star had been.


Reminded by Galaxy, Zhang Zian remembered the matter of that book. Having no time to bicker with Famous, he quickly extended his neck and secretly glanced at the untitled book.
Pi did not seem to mind everyone looking at the content of the untitled book. Instead, it proudly gestured to Galaxy and yelled, "Eeek!"
Unexpectedly but reasonably, Zhang Zian saw that the untitled book was blank. It was a wordless book. Although he had thought of this possibility before, he was still discouraged.
But if it was blank, why did Galaxy appear to be able to read this untitled book?
Lying before the untitled book, Galaxy was staring intently at the book with its eyes that were flashing with silver-gray light. While reading the book, Galaxy praised, "Meow! It's so interesting!"
"Eeek!"
Pi pointed at the blank page and let Galaxy look at it. Galaxy nodded, as if there was a wonderful paragraph on that page.
Zhang Zian wondered if he was looking at the book from the wrong angle.  He walked over and looked at the page from above, but it was still blank.
"Famous, can you see the words on the book?" He turned to ask Famous.
Famous looked down and said with a look of embarrassment, "Is there any word in this book? Isn't it blank?"
Zhang Zian really wanted to embrace Famous, because he was not the only one who could not see the words in the book. However, Famous blinked and said, "It seems like there are indeed words in the book. But they are too vague, and I can't see them clearly..."
Damn it!
Could those words only be viewed by the elves? But why did the words seem so vague to Famous?
"Is there any word in the book, Galaxy?" Zhang Zian asked.
"Meow! There are so many words! It's a fantastic story!" Galaxy nodded excitedly.

"Are those words clear?" he asked again.
Galaxy nodded again. "Very clear!"
Famous started to doubt itself. Why did the words seem so vague to its eyes?
"Eeek!"
Pi flipped the page and pointed to another seemingly blank page and made Galaxy look at it.
"Meow! This is even better!" Galaxy exclaimed again and read the book with relish.
Zhang Zian was really irritated by the feeling that others could see something that he could not. If it weren't for the fact that Zhang Zian trusted Galaxy, he would have definitely thought that Pi united with Galaxy to trick him deliberately. 
Pi flipped the pages swiftly and pointed to those pages for Galaxy, who exclaimed continuously at every new page. Zhang Zian and Famous watched them helplessly. 
Soon, Zhang Zian discovered a bizarre thing. The thicknesses of the pages of the left and right side of the book that was spread out on the floor had not changed. No matter how many pages Pi had turned, the pages on the right side of the book would not decrease, and the pages on the left side would not increase either. 
Pi was indeed turning pages rather than performing magic. From the look of Galaxy, the stories on each page were different.
The number of pages in the untitled book seemed to be infinite.
To be honest, Zhang Zian had expected that this book contained an infinite number of pages, otherwise, the untitled book would not be a book about life, the universe, and everything else.
"Meow!"
Just when Pi was about to turn a page, Galaxy suddenly extended a paw, and pressed the current page.
"Eeek?"
Pi revealed a puzzled expression, staring at Galaxy blankly. It did not know why Galaxy suddenly stopped it from turning pages.
"Meow! Galaxy likes this story the most," Galaxy said solemnly.

"Eeek!"
Pi nodded pleasantly, patted its chest, and gestured that it also liked the story.
"What story?" Zhang Zian asked shyly.
Famous, who was also curious about the story, had almost buried its head into the book, but the words in the book were too vague for Famous.
"Eeek!"
Pi pointed at Zhang Zian and grinned.
Perplexed, Zhang Zian touched his face.  "Is there something on my face?"
"Meow! Zian, you have read this story!" Galaxy did not seem to be joking.
Have I  read this story? I have read so many stories since childhood. How do I know which story you are referring to? thought Zhang Zian. However, Galaxy had no intention of explaining further. 
"Meow!" Galaxy tilted its head and said to Pi, "Pi, write it out!"
"Eeek?"
Pi was stunned, pointing at its own chest.
"Meow! Pi, you have read many books, haven't you?" Galaxy said. "You have read more books than anyone of us."
Pi nodded bashfully.
Galaxy added, "Meow! Pi, aren't you practicing typing in Chinese?"
Galaxy looked at the newspaper that Pi used as a template for typing. "Pi, rather than repeating the stories of someone else, why don't you type this story? Galaxy wants to read this story. Meow!"
Pi lowered its head hesitantly. Its empty hand was drawing circles nervously on the floor. 
"Meow! Pi, Galaxy believes that you can do it!"
Galaxy continued encouraging Pi, and it tilted its head to consult Zhang Zian's opinion. "Zian, don't you think so?"
Zhang Zian couldn't understand what they were saying. He just managed to laugh, "Well... I think so, too. I really want to read this story."

His words were not entirely false. After all, the dialogue between Galaxy and Pi had roused his interest. He really wanted to read the story that had fascinated Galaxy and Pi.
"Meow! Famous, what about you?" Galaxy asked Famous.
Famous also nodded curiously, "Pi, I will support you."
"Meow! Pi, have you heard it? Everyone will support you. Fina, Snowy Lionet, Old Time Tea, and Richard will certainly support you. Everyone wants to read this story!"
Galaxy seldom said such a long sentence, which had shown the importance that Galaxy attached to this matter.
"Eeek?"
Pi looked at Galaxy, Zhang Zian, and Famous, and then pointed to itself, meaning: Can I do it?
"Meow! Sure, you can!" Galaxy nodded vigorously.
Zhang Zian also echoed, "Yes, Pi, if you don't try it, how can you know that you can't? You may or may not succeed. But if you don't try it, you will never know the answer."
Pi bowed its head. When it lifted its head again, there seemed to be more implication contained in its eyes. 
It jumped on the swivel chair and typed in the Word document: I want to write a novel.
Zhang Zian was slightly surprised, but he immediately said, "Sure, go ahead."
Pi typed: It is an online novel. 
Zhang Ian smiled with excitement. "Writing an online novel… Let me tell you what kind of online novels will become easily popular. You can write such a story: In the Handsome Continent, the handsome guys are the best. The Hottie Zhang Zian accidentally landed on the Handsome Continent, and then he beat all the specially privileged people and won the hearts of the beautiful girls..."
Before Zhang Zian finished his words, Pi firmly waved its hand and interrupted him. It erased the draft in the Word document and solemnly typed a few words—Pet King—as the title.


1. Download a suspicious game
2. Catch a few magical pets as partners
3. Go through interesting daily routines and lead the pet shop to a whole new level

The recording dissolved, leaving behind three shimmering gold words on the page. The options were 'Watch Again', 'Stay', 'Reset', and 'Logout'.
It was a no-brainer for Hugh. He hated his day job and his grades had been too poor for college. He'd barely talked to his parents in the five years since he moved out. His mom wasn't worthy of the title and his dad was less useful than a potato. He doubted his little sister would miss him. She, along with all her snotty Net-famous friends, believed gamers were embarrassing toads. Or so they said, loudly and often, when he encountered them.
Hugh's only real friends were probably sitting at their own campsites watching the same video he'd just finished. He had no reason to hesitate, so he didn't. He immediately pressed his finger to the word 'Stay'.
As he pulled away, the word dissolved. More words appeared in their place, asking him to confirm his choice to stay. He confirmed again and those words dissolved, too. A full sentence appeared, reminding him of what he was committing to—staying in Thrive for a minimum of a hundred years. He confirmed once more, noting how the place he had to press moved with each dialogue so no one could claim their choice was made by accident.
Next, he was asked to read a statement aloud for the record.
"I choose to stay in Thrive. I commit to remaining in stasis for a minimum of one hundred years. I understand this is not part of the game. This is real. I understand I will not be allowed to log out and return to the physical world until after final wake-up protocols are activated by the World Council. I understand I will not be able to change my mind once this decision has been finalized."
Yet another dialogue popped up, asking him if he had any questions regarding the terms of his decision. He pressed no. An outline of a hand appeared, along with the words, "Press this page to finalize your choice."
He pressed his palm on the page. Three seconds later, light flared under his fingers. He hesitantly pulled away to find his hand-print stamped on the inside cover in gold foil. The edges were slightly raised. Instinctively, he scratched it to see if it would come off.
There was no flare of light this time, but the effect was still noticeable. Text rose up on the book's first page, encircled with a fancy frame imitating an old illuminated manuscripts. At a glance, Hugh recognized it as a table of contents, except there only seemed to be one entry, "Page One...Profile."
He flipped the page to see what it was about, but it was still blank. He went back to the table of contents and stared at the words. They didn't shine like the gold foil words had, but perhaps that wasn't necessary for him to interact?
He pressed the entry. Like magic, the pages flipped by themselves, bypassing four blank sheets before it finally settled down. The blank surface of page one filled with a copy of his Net profile. It wasn't just the alias profile he used to log into the game's site, but the one he had registered with the World Council—his official citizen's registration profile. In it were links to his real world medical profile, his banking profile, his criminal profile, his job profile, his school profile, and his genealogical profile. Literally everything the government knew about him was available to view in neatly organized, scrolling sub-menus.
The very top of the page even announced his real name, "Hubert Dean Vander-Huberten." With a grimace, he pressed on it in hopes he could interact with the heading and change it. Nothing happened, telling him he was stuck with seeing his real name until he went to the World Council offices and officially changed it—assuming he could find an office in the game's main city.
Recalling the recording had said something about exchanging money, Hugh looked under the sub-menu for his bank profile. He wasn't too happy to see both his personal account and his gaming account listed. He'd always been careful to keep the two separate. His day job paid for his daily necessities. Money made from gaming—mostly streaming video and compiling articles for Net sites—paid for more gaming. The two accounts weren't supposed to overlap because then he got confused and overspent.
When he saw the new account listing for 'Bank of Nexus,' he realized it didn't matter if they overlapped anymore. Nexus was supposed to be Thrive's main city. And since he wasn't going to be waking up anytime soon, only the money in the Bank of Nexus account would actually matter from now on.
The interface for transferring funds was no different than using his bank's Net application, except it didn't bother asking for his login information. They didn't need to confirm who he was since they had custody of his entire body and all the DNA in it. Now that he thought about it, that was probably how they'd linked him to his World Council profile to begin with—his Cryosis suit sampled his DNA and matched it to his medical profile.
It took only a minute or two to confirm no bank accounts were missing, then transfer the funds in both real world accounts to his new auto-generated Bank of Nexus savings account. The page warned him funds would be automatically exchanged for Zettabits at a rate of $1.27 per bit. He didn't know if that was any good, but he supposed it could be a lot worse. At least this digital currency would be used, unlike so many others on the Cryptocurrency Market.
When he finished, he closed the sub-menu, then turned back to the Table of Contents. Three new entries were already waiting on him—Status, Navigator, and Life Drought. He was severely tempted to jump ahead to 'Navigator', but he pressed "Page Two...Status" first. The book flipped itself open to the correct page and filled in the appropriate information.
As far as he could tell, it was an approximation of a typical character status sheet using a star diagram. There were six stats in total. To the right it said Strength, Dexterity, and Stamina. To the left was Intellect, Empathy, and Constitution. His star was bottom-heavy with his best talents being empathy and constitution. Everything else was barely reaching average despite how much he'd built up his body with daily workouts in the real world.
Beneath the chart, there were sub-menus for Titles, Achievements, Contracts, and Hobbies. The first two were blank, but the third made him goggle when he saw a dozen entries. He opened the entry under 'Gaming' and found every game he'd ever played. Under 'Movies', he found dozens of titles. 'Writing' provided a list of gaming articles and walk-throughs he'd put together.
It wasn't until he saw 'Cooking' on the list he realized what must have happened, because he actually hated cooking. The system must have gone through everything he scanned into his memory modules and categorized the contents. And since he'd downloaded a bunch of freebie survivalist recipe books into his digital library, the system now thought he liked to cook.
He must have paused too long with his finger on one of the cookbooks because the neighboring blank page filled with a question. "New Recipes Found. Would you like to add them to your Book?" Hugh pressed yes. The pages instantly began flipping until it reached three-fourths of the way back. A new page appeared entitled 'Cooking Recipes 19/500'. Below were a half dozen entries for Dutch-oven casseroles. He stopped himself from adding anything more since there was a storage limit. Undoubtedly, there would be a way to buy upgrades later, but for now he preferred to play it safe.
He returned to the Table of Contents at the front of the page and pressed "Page Two... Navigator."
The book flipped to the correct page and filled in with a drawing of a man's face. Hugh smirked when he saw the gender symbols in the corner of the page and the sub-menus necessary for customizing the NPC's appearance. Finally, his experience as a gamer came in handy.
Hugh breezed through the menus, making selections and adjusting sliding scales by rote, until his Navigator looked like the avatar he used in nearly every other game he played. The only surprise came at the end where it said "Test" rather than "Confirm."
He pressed it.
"Hello, Hubert."

The world is dying.  To buy time to find a way to revive it, humanity retreats into cryogenic stasis and uses a game called 'Thrive' to allow society to continue to function.  This story follows an average adult gaymer, Hugh, and his AI Navigator, Dex, as they explore this new world.

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