His family was butchered by a member of the death squad , Drey seeks revenge for his family and went on an adventure to become a swordsman . He aims to kill everyone in the so called"death squad

It's my first time writing so kindly tell me if I made any mistakes

It's an assassin's job to kill and many in the field have a policy; all witnesses must be terminated. Purga, whose real name only the dead are aware of, follows said policy religiously. That's until she is caught during work by a young man who is happy to know he'll be put to death and actively encourages it. To him, being a witness was a blessing, to Purga it was a curse.

Thoughts of why and why stories are written.

All the same English, he has not improved in 18 days.

I'll figure something out, try to correct the text.

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This is a work of art. Any resemblance to real people or real events is purely coincidental.

If you're in a hurry, read the last line.
This is just a heads up. Don't want to leave you guys hanging. Making guesses as to why I won't post for a while. Before that, I want to give a shoutout to these beautiful people:
the silent reader Mrganja,
my fellow Filipino Author, xlntz (Check out his work here on WebNovel: Magical Academy: Rise of the Supreme Magic Craftsman)
and, of course, the one who was there from the start, Pale444.
Thank you so much, you guys. 
I've only recently gotten back to the groove and things will pick up from here on out. I've been editing Volume 1 chapters while also writing, outlining and editing Volume 2 chapters. That's why I've been taking my time, as well as not posting as much as I used to. 
To those who just started reading, I hope you stick around. I swear that the quality of my work will get better from now on. If you don't want to though, that's fine. Thank you for your time, I appreciate it a lot. Really, I do. If you do leave, please tell me what turned you off from the story. I want to know which parts of my writing can be improved, just, please be civil when you do. 
The rest of the chapters for this week, Tues - Sat, will be posted on Sunday. All at the same time. I'm sorry if I once again tweaked my schedule, but life has been... hard for a while now.
I won't get much into it but I'm losing motivation to live. So I want to go on a relaxing writing spree. I love writing, and that's the only thing that keeps me alive right now. But starting this novel meant posting everyday, because I don't want to let the loyal readers down. 
For me, daily posts consist of writing, editing and publishing the chapter in just an hour or less. I'm a graduating Civil Engineering student, I can only give so much free time to writing. This 'habit' really stops writing from being fun, because I lose my view of the story.
That's exactly what happened with Volume 1. If you are looking closely, you'd find that I wrote about 54 chapters plus 9 side story chapters (that I removed temporarily, sorry Rodrigo_Miyasaka). That means writing 63 chapters in the span of around a month. That's another novel's four months of work since most of my chapters then were averaging around 2300. Some around 3000+ while a few around 2000. That's more than a hundred and forty thousand words, which most original novels divide into at least a hundred chapters.
I'm not saying that I'm better than those authors. I'm absolutely NOT in the level where I can be proud enough of my novel to share it with my loved on-, I mean, relatives. This is my first novel, I make mistakes, feel regrets at decisions I made and even want to scrap everything and do it all over again. But I won't, because I want to finish my first novel. I want to know if I can do this right, If I can really be someone who writes web novels.
Now that we talked about how many words Volume 1 has, I want to just share that I just edited all those chapters recently. I rewrote, expanded and reformatted all those chapters. I also added four more chapters in Volume 1. There would have been more if I wasn't rushing it. 
Only reason Volume 1 didn't become 100 chapters was because I wanted to go back to focusing on writing Volume 2. Re-editing those in four days really got to me. It also stacked with my personal problems, so I just feel tired.
I've started exercising again, which is a good start to going back to normalcy. I used to weigh around 70 kg, which was lean for my age and height, but now I'm bordering on 100 kg. I want to go back to my old self, and bring back with it my motivation to live again.
After this Sunday, I'll see what I feel is better for me as a writer. I can, for sure, write daily chapters. There's proof for that. But if I feel that the quality of my work will be better by doing things another way, then I'll make that clear by then. Rest assured that I will be finishing this novel with no cheap, rushed ending.  The reason for that is because I love this novel. This novel is about me, and I want to share that with you guys.
See you guys on Sunday, I guess.
TLDR: No chapters until Sunday, will post 'a minimum' of 5 chapters on Dec. 1, 2019.


(Author's note:

Story will be updated on August 3, 2020. I'm having my last semester in college so I'll focus on that for a while. Also, a remake will be done so reading this version would still be worth it. 

For those who were looking forward to more content, sorry but you'll have to wait longer. But my personal life has to come first, and this hobby can wait. If you're willing to wait, I'll give you your due reward, but not for a while. Thank you, and hope you like what you'll see.)

The world as we know it is about to end. Billions of lives will be lost, countries devastated and society left in ruins. But if you have the power to save it, would you?

Zel Huertazuela has had a life that's full of let downs. His mother was a debt-ridden mess, his father was an abusive angry bull while he gets nothing but insults when trying to fix them. He doesn't even know how to move forward with his life.

“Never mind, I don’t really know what I want, why not just do what people tell me to? Money is needed you say? I’ll be an engineer then, those pay well right?”

“Get a work that you would do even if you don’t get paid for it? What the hell kind of fantasy is that?”

But that would have been it if it weren't for his sudden ability to live a lifetime in the span of a dream that lasts a night.

"Wait, this isn't the hospital?!"

"Where's my wife!"

"Now that I'm back, I'll be rich!"

"I'll fix the mistakes I made, there won't be any more regrets for this guy!"

"Monsters?! No problem!"

"We won in the dream, why can't we win in reality?"

"What do you mean it changed?"

"Help! How do I fix this?!"

If you were given a second chance, would you take it? Even if you have to lose everything you built up today?

Find out how a man finds himself saving the world by being the man who rules it!

(The first volume is basically a very long prologue. The 'Battle of the Beginning' chapters will be more representative of what to expect from future volumes. 

This story is something I had in mind for a long time now so many of the ideas and scenarios can be seen in my other works but they are only similar, not literal copies. Enjoy!)

This is less an Analysis about myself and more about Authors as a whole. I only use myself as reference for the experiences a person can go through while attaining what some people call 'An Artistic Vision'.

But what is an artistic vision? I have gone through many stages as a writer, and the first step I took understanding why I love fiction was what made me less invested in a story filled with great themes but more entertained when events unfolding were simple.

My first work was a mess of a story that, when I look back to, didn't make any coherent sense except within the boundaries of my own mind. This is what taught me that writing with the thought of having another reading and giving feedback on my work was essentially a form of entertaining someone else with fiction.

So as a writer, was I supposed to be an entertainer catering to the masses? This opinion was cut down when I started to write a story that had every right to be able to catch people's eyes with how 'fresh and entertaining' it was, but suddenly found MYSELF not being invested by my story.

It was a strange paradox where what I was passionate about writing wasn't entertaining while the things that were more appealing and mainstream made what I thought to be a hobby more like self-imposed homework… and what everyone here can understand is that doing work is something a regular person would avoid if they were able to.

"I get no pay for becoming an 'entertainer', so why should I?" These were my thoughts as I continued to be on the line between writing for my audience and writing for my own amusement. Eventually, I came to a conclusion. 

"Why do I even write at all? Instead of writing something that definitely won't be a masterpiece, why don't I just read the well-known works of famous authors for my own amusement?" This thought became a unconscious thought, a worm burrowing into my mind without even realising it. I didn't even notice that I had already lost my qualification as an Author.

To write for oneself is to write a diary no one else would ever read. Although many unique ideas can come from writing this way, it ultimately lacks the understanding of readers that an Author shouldn't lack. 

To write for another is also not the right path to becoming one, as being too influenced by the opinions of others can make one fickle. A scene in your story you were proud of today could be something you want to delete tomorrow because it doesn't reach the perfection you are aiming for. If someone criticises some part of your work, then such thoughts will lead to an endless repetition of deleting and redoing pages.

The only way to overcome this paradoxical thought process is by having an artistic vision, and though I may be explaining it like it's an easy thing to achieve or something I fully grasp… In actuality, I don't…

The first artistic vision as a Author was to seek perfection in my storytelling, but the more I learnt about fiction, the more I learned of the purposeful imperfections in works that made them more memorable. To put it simply, even if an painter wants to add every colour of the world to a painting, it will only become jumbled mess if there isn't purpose behind what is being written into a story.

As an 'artist', I realised that I couldn't draw without inspiration to guide me. For I couldn't trust myself that the ideas I came up with by myself would even appeal to a wider audience. I experimented, and found that small touches made a story more worthwhile for my readers.

There was I time I wrote a story about reincartion and yet purposely left out key details about the character's past life like their name or age, even going so far as only including the parts the character was specifically affected by… The results were that a lot more people became invested in the main character's current life because there weren't two names distracting them for who the character currently was. 

They only knew the name of the character after reincarnation, and were therefore more closer to that character than any of the more 'perfected' characters I made before with literally their entire backstory spelled out for the reader.

It was then I remembered something that had truly become forgotten in my brain in the time I had been analysing tropes and what made story's appealing, I had forgotten that fiction wasn't 'art', but storytelling.

Subtext is created when the reader wants to know more about the characters themselves and looks for clues to figure out things that aren't explicitly 'told' to them. When a character is first introduced and they stutter in their interactions, it makes the reader unconsciously think that they aren't used to talking or are scared of something. When writing videos talk about 'show and not tell', it was THIS that they were referring to.

However, a story is essentially the Author 'telling' a reader a story through narration anyway, so how could I leave out information about a character's backstory in their introduction. The answer I found is that no real-life person is 'introduced' this way, most people I meet in real-life are those I can say I 'know' but only when talking about what I have found out about them at present.

It is through interacting that people know more about each other, but how can fictional characters inside my head form meaningful conversations when the entire point of them are to relay exposition that the narrator hasn't yet spoke of. It was hard to get past this problem as an artist, but as a storyteller, I found that the solution to this was changing who 'I' was interacting with.

I wasn't interacting with my characters, nor was I interacting with the fictional world I made. The true person I was interacting with was the individual I was narrating to… The person, who isn't me, that would read the text I was writing down to form a story.

Since I realised I was interacting with my readers through my narrations, I decided to switch things up and make them more lively. Instead of writing a summary of the events unfolding, I changed those events to fit the short attention span of new readers who wanted explosions every second, but as I followed along this path I realised that the 'narrations' I have became less genuine over time as story beats started feeling out of place and my own desire to write waned.

To become a storyteller isn't an easy thing, as I was still bound by the opinions of my audience. I became a comedian that tried to make my readers laugh, but found that my own laughter had died out in the process.

What was I supposed to do when becoming a storyteller was so much similar to becoming an entertainer? My answer was to go back to my roots and find out: What was I before an 'artist'?

I thought long and hard about it, then in a stroke of epiphany I had came to a conclusion: Was I not a kind of 'musician' that sought my own entertainment rather than the acceptance of others? Wasn't story's something I wrote purely for my own enjoyment?

And now, my artistic vision had matured. Rather than trying to 'entertain' an audience, I wanted the future me who had forgotten about my story to look back and enjoy it just as I have enjoyed the works of others.

Whether it be sci-fi, mystery, fantasy, or comedy… I want to look back on the story I told and see something that can make me feel emotions I had forgotten in the years that went by. If it's a Greek Tragedy, then I want to feel the helpless in knowing the flawed perspectives of the world that could caused the tragedy to happen.

Similar things could be said for mystery or fantasy. If I had a purpose when writing a story, then I don't want a glossary which either outright tells me about the world I built. Instead, I want to be entertained, moved, and more intrigued by the story anyone else!

After all, once I've finished writing the story, I am no longer the 'musician' or storyteller. I am the reader!

But even with this realisation, there was a chance I'd relapse if I didn't keep my previous lessons I learned in mind. If I was to chase 'perfection' again and think too hard about whether I'm talented or not, there wouldn't be any stories written to prove that I can overcome those who are only a tiny bit more talented than me but put in less effort.

If I sought too much for recognition and inspiration from outside sources, then I'd might as well send my work to a publisher rather than keeping my work a hobby.

And if I truly wanted to write a story that isn't going to be dropped, then I must plan a consistent story in mind that has a beginning and end. I could only choose to write for my future self rather than the readers that might or may not be interested in my work.

Thank you for reading any be sure to comment if you want to request your own Analysis blog. Peace out~!

(Cover by Darkstar Dust)

This is a story I worked on ages ago that has been refined and edited by adding foreshadowing to events while also simplifying the power system better than before. This story can be considered a prequel to An Adventure Beyond Greatness as it takes place years prior to the events of that story.

Short Synopsis:
After retiring from the battlefield, my life became empty and lifeless. The regrets of my past haunt me in my sleep. Then a change occurred, a King from another world summoned me to fight for his kingdom, but I died even before I could give him my answer. Now, after a fake God allowed me to reincarnate (albeit imperfectly) with my memories intact, into a world filled with magic and swords.

Long Synopsis:
This is about a flawed protagonist who only knew to rely on others and not socialise who gets a second chance to change himself in order to live the life he aimed for in his past life. The narrator isn’t exactly trustworthy since it is purely in his bias perspective while other perspectives given by others fill in the blanks that he either leaves out or twists to suit the situation.

The story itself can be considered a parody of Isekai’s classic tropes which are given a sense of reality as time goes by. As there exists no ‘Demon Lord’, there is also no black and white, only characters opinions and counter-opinions throughout the story.

Moira was furious. Someone, more accurately, many people dared to bring harm to her brother. She glanced at the myriad of websites out there taking copies of Jericho for their own sites. "It seems these people have no idea how hard it is to live as an author."
"It seems we must accelerate your original plan, Eranoth," Jericho sighed. 
Eranoth scrunched his brows in anxiety. "But everyone will hate that. I guess I was too hopeful. I hoped that people would be honest. I hoped that things could go better. I wanted to see everyone including myself find enjoyment and happiness. It really does only take a few problematic humans to ruin everything."
Jericho nodded. "True, but what is more important? Writing until you are a shriveled husk and have to stop writing because you couldn't afford your electricity or internet bills, or making everyone upset right now so that you can write, and write properly moving forward, so you can afford these things. We all know that because of your horrible reactions to other people's colognes, perfumes, scented items, vape, smoke and other things, that you can't hold a normal job. Your health has already limited your options."
Moira nodded. "Right! You are writing to get published officially because it is one of your only hopes left. With all these people out there wanting to make you work your butt off for nothing, you are better off moving forward with your plan now rather than later. The most important thing is that the people who truly care about your work will gladly follow. Don't lump them into the 'they' that you fear. The 'they' is the minority of them, even if they are loud."
Eranoth sighed in defeat as he slumped onto Jericho's piano bench. "Logically I get it. Emotionally this is something I don't want to do. I really like interacting with these really fun people. I know they like my story as well. Alexandra's and ExtraWhiteRice's funny comments, TJinx's and Le_Berino's constant support, YoungJustice's 'defend the author' and everyone else's fun interactions and support."
Moira flicked the author's forehead. "It's not like you are dropping the story. The fans that care, will follow you. They will enjoy all the extra hard work you have put in to improving things. Think about it, all they really want is for our story to continue. You are still doing that. In fact, you are doing even more than just continuing the story."
Jericho nodded. "She's right, and on top of that you are being extremely kind and informing them of the choice you have made after days of self debate. You aren't reacting to the situation, you are acting in your best interest and their best interest. Besides, this plan has been there for a long time, you are just hastening it."
"But I was hoping to get out volume 2 before I enacted any portion of this plan. I was hoping to hoping to have volume 1 published before I enacted my plan. Only one person is following my ko-fi for my announcements. The discord was a flop. I'm afraid that this will fail just like everything else."
Jericho smiled. "When do things ever go according to plan? Besides, if you keep speaking Eranothian, you will keep confusing people."
A knock was heard at the door. 
"They are here." Moira opened it. "Everyone, You're here! Come in, come in! Eranoth's got some really exciting news that will make you happy!"
Eranoth shook his head in disbelief, "I really don't think my choice will make people happy," he muttered to himself. 
A horde of over 500 people crowded into the living room killing off any breathing room. "What is this news you have to tell us?"
Eranoth clenched his fist as he struggled to find the words. "I'm leaving the internet writing scene."
The group was in uproar and some people left before hearing the rest of what the author was trying to say.
"I mentioned before that I am going the publishing route. As I have been editing volume 1, I realized that my voice, especially when I can get it edited, doesn't really match the air of internet writing. So, coming up, you will see a significantly improved version of my work in physical book and e-book format. When I can get things out, the first place you will be able to find it at is <B>barnesandnoble.com</B>."
"Bah, paperback versions," a random person said as they walked out the door. 
Eranoth took a deep breath. "I was offered the webnovel contract, but found that the conditions for them to pay me anything were too harsh for me. For the sake of my work, I could not accept their conditions and feel happy about it."
Moira smiled. "Jericho and I are glad you chose to reject it for our sake and the sake of the royal bardians, but if you keep sacrificing like this, eventually you won't have the capability to continue."
Eranoth nodded slowly. "Right," he said before looking up at the expectant faces. "Recently, I discovered that my story has been copied and pasted onto about ten other websites without my permission. One website is calling me a translator. Another website is saying they are posted my work on their site in order to promote me. Others have said nothing. But Jericho the Bard is my intellectual property. Since I cannot earn money to pay for any of the basic necessities for an author to keep writing; these websites are doing all of us way more harm then good. So, I had to come up with a plan in order to counteract the damage that has been done."
Another person spat. "So your plan is to drop it? How dare you! We all told you not to drop it!"
Eranoth flinched as he held his own tears. "Changing mediums," he muttered. "All I'm doing is changing mediums."
Jericho sighed. "Everyone, this isn't easy for Eranoth to do or say." He turned to the author. "Eranoth, just your self-editing alone has made the future version of our story into something far more fulfilling and significantly less boring. You have already made thousands of changes. You have made many things clearer, you have simplified the difficult to understand complexities of game mechanics, and you have added more depth to the story. I'm curious to see what will happen once your editor April gets her hands on it. If you alone can make that much of a leap in progress, I'm looking forward to when she tears things to shreds and can help you see where things need more work."
Another person spoke up. "You are doing all this extra work, Why? Your story is great where it is."
Eranoth turned away took a breath and looked out the cold snowy window. "This is the only Win-Win I could find after a long time of searching. Publishing official versions of my works seems to be the best way forward. Jericho and Moira deserve this editing. They are worth more to me, than first draft vomit onto the page. You all can see and understand far more and my story will progress far better if I put in this extra work. I can potentially earn a piddly income in order to keep writing, and do things right by everyone."
Eranoth turned to face the slowly shrinking crowd once again. "Originally, I was going to post volume 2 and have volume 1 published before I took any similar actions. But after seeing the dishonesty of people on the internet, I knew I couldn't let that continue. Oh, and for all those reading this on other websites, contact your website group and let them know there are slight changes in all the chapters and that if they want to be more complete, they should restart their copy pasting ways. Everyone will be happier if they do."
"What was that about?" another random person asked. 
Eranoth grinned as the person asked about his diabolical plan. "Just a little insurance. After all, I am J Eranoth, the author of this book. If they are going to copy and paste my work onto their websites at least they should acknowledge who this book came from. But enough about them," the author's grin vanished. "If you stay with me, or follow my ko-fi, I will be able to let you know when things are officially out, and with the ko-fi, other updates as well. Thank you again for all the support you have given me so far. When things are available, I will update another chapter to let you know. Until then, please give your powerstone votes to other authors who may want/need the webnovel contract whose conditions I could not accept. The little guys need the support you can give." 
Eranoth took a breath to calm down. "I know many of you will chose to leave, knowing that the online posting of my story or chapters is no longer going to be a thing for me. I hope many of you can understand both my fears and my dreams. I hope that many of you will be happy with the fact that I care so much about everyone that I want the best for me, for you, and for my stories. I hope that more than just my story of Jericho can see the light of readers eyes. I have more works I have been working on during this time. And those who are thinking that I am a selfish person, you are right, I am. I am not someone who can sacrifice everything with a smile and say it will all work out! I am not someone who can live in this era of 'you exist therefore you must pay for the air you breath' without a means to take care of myself. If I don't do this, then eventually I would have had to stop writing because of a lack of sufficient income and/or worsening health because of my adverse reactions to most things that scream "people". I haven't been to a movie theater in years. I haven't hung out with someone in a social place in years. I can't even go over to some of my friends' houses to hang out with them. I haven't been to a church in a long time. All of this is because of my adverse reactions to colognes, perfumes, scented items (Plug-in air fresheners, candles, oils and so on), other people's vape, second hand smoke and many other harmful (to me) substances that can be found ABSOLUTELY EVERYWHERE!"
Eranoth sighed and looked down, trying not to break down in tears. "Sorry, I got on my soap box. But you never know the life an author is facing. Why are they writing? I just wish that some people would realize how much pain some of us are actually in. I'm not the only one to face this. I'm not the only author or artist out there who cannot hold a normal job. I didn't write this so you would pity me. In fact, I hate people's pity. But I want you to understand that I am doing this 51% for selfish reasons. I am a selfish person."
Moira smiled at Eranoth's courage to speak about the reality of his own life. "How is that selfish?" she asked.
Eranoth shook his head. "I don't know, but I do know that it is what most people would call it. This is hard for me. I wanted to keep interacting with you all. I really had hoped that online writing could be the answer. But things rarely go how we want them. So, I will say once more for good measure. I, J Eranoth, author of Jericho the Bard, am changing mediums officially. Again, when I am able to get it out there, the first place to look for it will be at barnesandnoble.com. I chose them as the first of many places to put my book for sale because they can reach most of you. If you are in an area that cannot access barnesandnoble.com, let me know so I can find a way to make it accessible to you. Stay with me, and I will let you know when the official published part 1 is out. Visit my Ko-Fi.com/Eranoth and I will keep people updated as to my progress towards things moving forward and also some fun flavor from time to time."
Eranoth was unable to hold back his own tears. "I will miss interacting with you guys. I hope, I dream, and I ask, will you follow me as I move forward in a direction that is different from other people who's works you have read?"
Jericho grabbed Eranoth's shoulder. 
The author flinched and tensed.
"Relax, most of them are still here. Most of them support your choice. I can tell. These are your true fans, their my true fans. These people don't care that you are changing mediums. In fact, these people are proud that you care enough to make this hard choice. They understand that you are not dropping your work. They understand that you are seeking something far better."
The author sighed and relaxed a little. "At least, I feel at peace with my choice. Well, everyone, thank again for coming. I'm sorry things had to play out this way. I, J Eranoth, will keep writing. I will keep improving and I will see you all again!" Eranoth stood and walked resolutely towards the door, trying to hide his own tears. He closed the door behind him as he walked out into the snowstorm.
The people still in the house with Jericho and Moira were silent. 
Moira smiled at the crowd. "Shall we perform one last time for you?"
Jericho sat as his piano. His fingers played the keys. His voice called out, singing about a hopeful and brighter future.

© J Eranoth

In the year 2741 Music has become a thing created solely via technology. The age of instruments had long since passed. 
Jericho grew up in a family who lived ‘outdated’ lives. From his grandfather, he learned how make, repair, and play a good amount of instruments. It was his life passion. If he lived in the early 2000s he would have become famous with the skill he possessed. 
The man worked hard on both his job at an antique shop and his failing musical career to take care of kid sister, the only family member he had left. 
Freedom online (A very generic MMO type of name) had recently been released. One of the many VRMMORPG’s created in this era. Jericho and his sister ignored the game as it was something well beyond what they could afford. 
After unknowingly experiencing both a disaster and a fortuitous encounter, Jericho and his sister are given the game with the hope this new world can bring his wonderful music to light.
New!
Discord Link to a fandom server: https://discord.gg/AAq7MMv
Also help keep me afloat: ko-fi.com/eranoth

Sorry
This is the most words I use when writing in author thought corner. I feel so bad to myself and to readers. 

So to avoid myself continue feeling down (which affected my writing speed and idea), instead of Sorry, I will use my name, Himawari (Sunflower). Looking at sunflower give me energy. Like how it never fail facing forward the sun all the time.

So if my first word in Author though is "Himawari again!", it means "I am so sorry for delay update or delay of delay update. 

That's the drawback when you writing on a whim without proper research beforehand. Many time I considered to put this novel in hiatus for two years or longer until I finish completed the whole story. But two things stop me from pursuing this idea. 

First, I personally feel that I letting down the readers who still loyal to me (the collectors) despite me so slow more than the snail in updating. If I compete for my writing speed to a snail, I think that snail already successfully beat me in crawling across Algeria, a country that size  2,381,741 square kilometers,  the tenth-largest country in the world by area if I compared my writing speed from day one until now.  (If I  put Russia, the largest country with 17,098,242 square kilometers ) as a comparison, that means I will be beyond help)

The second reason is that there is a high probability, this work will be scrapped down after accumulating dust due to hiatus.

My eldest sister, Rose. pass away last December, that why both my book (Miss Nuggets& Lemonade and Blood Minus has a character attach the name of Rose. All my family member didn't manage to reach on time to meet her. (She lived in a different state)  And in my case, I was been forbidden by my parents to go even to attend the funeral because the next very day is my big exam. (I live in another state). The only left Big Sister  I have beside Sis Rose also forbid it and said if I truly love Sister Rose, I must pass this exam. Use DO OR DIE Attitude when taking the exam (that her phrase for me).

At the hall, I notice everyone that I have eye contact before the first paper look at me weirdly, and during a short break within the test I went to the restroom to empty my bladder, I kind of understand why they give 'the look' when i look at my face in the mirror when washing hand. afterward, I keep chanting the mantra "focus" while writing the answer to avoid breaking down. Honestly, even now, I will always reprogram my head, she was having a break and taking a trip. Because if I break down now, these book and other books will be officially hiatus until I recover.

And I did pass that exam. After retake 4 times for the same level PREVIOUSLY. Thank God, I somehow have enough strength to pass it.

Her death devastated my parents (my mom admit it both during my last trip home in May, that the main reason why I resign as soon I finish my exam (level 4) and give proper notice before going back to work seriously on writing and...in between becoming a modern farmer (hope this will work). I am also worried about my finance future since my hometown doesn't have many job opportunity (almost nonexistence) where I can use my degree. 

Before, I forgot. Thank you God for the Bless, and the wishes from friends here, the doctor said I have a clean bill of health from our last appointment ( apart still slightly cough from time to time). Thank you for your wishes. And now I'm officially jobless and safely arrive at my hometown from my previous home after driving more than10 hours. It usually takes 7 or 8 hours but my sister and I take a few stops for shower and eating.

 Enough about a sad part...

So back to my less gloomy rambling...

Since I start writing until now, I'm always worried about the feedback from the readers. The numbers of collection keep increasing but the numbers of comment still low. I want to create a piece different from others. In writing, the thing I'm scared the most is creating my self-indulgent piece that will bore the readers.

 So please, helps me by giving comments. If you love this book, please write some positive reviews. If it's not, just post the comments on the related chapter. My aim is to share a piece of happiness through this book when life is so hard and challenging.

Between love and duty, which is one a person should choose when it comes to marriage?

But in my story, it's a little bit of both when I enter this new phase of life.
What is the result?  AWKWARD. Yup. Even the big capital letters can't sum up my feelings.

Because it mixes with guilt, making me feel wrong, tense and a little bit giddy when facing my borrowed new handsome husband.

And why is that? It because the groom ended up marrying the bridesmaid when my big sister, the bride, went missing on the day of the wedding ceremony!







# This current cover books do not belong to me. Found it on internet. It just a temporary cover until I draw a new ones.

Hi all I'm writing this note to say I'm sorry for not writing any chapters recently my phone died and I had to replace it. I have also been very busy with work so I could replace my phone but I plan to start writing again so please be patient with me. I'm still working lots of extra hours at work so my updates will probably take longer but I hope to update at least 3 times during my work week which is Tuesday to Saturday and I'm going to try and update 1-3 chapters Sunday and Monday. I do get writer's block and sometimes struggle with concentration because I'm ADHD and Autistic so if you have any encouragement I'm all ears but if your just going to be nasty keep it to yourself. Thank you to all my readers for your support I hope you will continue to enjoy this story.

I'm Sophie Jones and I was once a Chocolate girl but that all changed when my boyfriend took advantage of my innocence and then left me for another Chocolate girl. What's a Chocolate girl you might ask it's someone who is a forbidden fruit never been sexually touched but always wanted. This is my story of what happened after I was to never be a Chocolate girl again. 

This is a fictional story that I have written from Sophie's point of view with the occasional point of view from others in her life.

Caution contains the occasional sex scenes and other mature content.

Some of the authors on Webnovels were inspired to write their own stories after reading the works of famous authors. Perhaps some of them believed that they could do a better job. Some of them ran out of things to read, so they decided to write the "story" that they want to read. While others… just want to write a story that they think will be popular to the readers.

Ironically, the stories that they had written also inspired other readers to write their own stories as well. Hopefully, this cycle will never end. So that the future generations will be able to read new and exciting stories that will show them a world filled with sword, magic, cultivation, and Lo--

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Xandarx: There's a reason for them to be famous as they have their style

Zenith: lol.

Xandarx: You can see it from their work, it's true. Like their character has embedded into the book. This is what make them different I think.

Zenith: I know. But not everyone is as great as you show them to be. They learn from their previous works While we are still struggling to finish one.

Xandarx: Yeah, I know.

Zenith: They move on and get better that's where the difference lies. If you see any CN author who made it big, you can see that they had their share of experience before getting there, or for that matter, any author in the Western world.

Murakami: Not necessarily publishing houses only accept works they think will sell.

Zenith: The ones who get it big the first time are rare.

Murakami: So you might not see how they built up to their debut novel. Authors can have 15-20 scrapped novels b4 they debut, and the public don't get to read a single one.

Reili: Yikes.

Xandarx: Yeah.

Zenith: That doesn't make the author lose his experience of writing those scrapped novels that's the point I was making.

Murakami: But it also means that it's more like hit and miss.

Reili: True because they don't get the feedback from fans.

Murakami: They get limited feedback from an agent/editor who doesn't want to read their work.

Zenith: Yeah, but it surely is better than nothing.

Murakami: And they're left with a bunch of abstract and vague advice that they have no idea how to implement.

Reili: If they don't enjoy it, the feedback won't be as insightful.

Zenith: They can learn from their mistakes from reading their own works.

Reili: Well…

Zenith: If possible, from platforms.

Murakami: If they knew how to do that they'd fix it and publish it.

Reili: It would make the process easier if someone who enjoys the book to give them better feedback.

Zenith: It's called rewriting from scratch, and it takes a tonne of time if the author feels more interested in some other idea of his, he would do that.

Reili: I suppose so since the author being inspired will bring his book along.

VKBoy: If the ones giving review are professional editors, then they don't necessarily have to have read your work with immersion because their suggestions will still likely cover the basic flaws that amateurish writers usually make.

Reili: Point taken.

Zenith: Yeah.

Murakami: @VKBoy if they spot those errors they'll put down the manuscript after the first page

Reili: Then again, its a little bit like movie critics. They may hate the movie, but fans love it.

Zenith: Yeah.

Murakami: And then send a reply saying, "Don't send in another manuscript until you learn how to write properly."

Zenith: Professionals in the said field prefer not taking risks. Especially in movies, but books, you can keep trying.

VKBoy: Well, if there are errors in the first page itself, that's a whole different thing, lol.

Reili: True.

Murakami: No, but a good editor can tell the writing quality from just the first page even if you've crafted it perfectly, they can just tell that the rest will be shit.

Reili: You have to also take into account of one punch man. The original comic looks terrible, but the redraw made it amazing.

Zenith: That's smartness of the creator.

VKBoy: Well, in one punch man's case, it got attention from the companies after it got popular in the online communities.

Reili: So a persons writing and grammar may be terrible, but with a little editing, the story itself could be amazing.

Zenith: You can let the editor do the Shi*t and focus on your story, It works.

Overlord Venus: Yeah, solo leveling is a good example. The story is bland.

Reili: But it would also help if the author re-reads the edit to make sure the essence of their story is still there.

HavenlyJeep: Essence and core backbone.

Zenith: @Reili It depends on what the author wants, and how much work he is willing to put in.

Reili: @Zenith true.

VKBoy: Of course, some editors just butcher the style of the author.

Reili: Same but honestly I just use Grammarly and the read aloud function in word to make sure the chapter makes sense.

Zenith: You can learn about writing, grammar, editing if you truly want. It is just the question of, would you?

Reili: I'm more into thinking up ideas and writing them than editing.

VKBoy: Editing is also writing, mate. Rewriting is where real writing lies.

Zenith: It's a skill in writing a story, but your choice.

Reili: Point taken.

Murakami: You can't be a writer without being an editor.

Zenith: Editing it yourself can help you keep the heart of the story.

Reili: That being said, the more I write, the better my basic grammar became.

Zenith: You will keep the feels right.

Reili: Editing is now part of the process.

Zenith: And not make it just sound or look better, you give what the story wants
And that is a great thing.

Reili: Creative freedom.

Zenith: I want to learn grammar and revise what I learned.

VKBoy: @Zenith Learning grammar will take years, so take it slow and steady. That way, memories stick with you for longer times.

Reili: I do read mtl sometimes since I can't wait for chaps, but then I find myself reading in broken English and must stop.

Murakami: I'd like to correct that statement VKBoy. Learning grammar is easy
learning "usage" is hard.

VKBoy: lol, if you read mtl, your IQ drops. Believe me, this can affect a person's writing skill in the long run.

Reili: Definitely, which is why I stopped.

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Author's Notes

I'm sure you've read this a few times in the previous chapters, but I had been reading MTL chapters for the past few years. I usually read "Completed" stories, and most of them are around 2-4k chapters each. Of course, I read the translated chapters first. After I reach the latest translated chapter, I will immediately jump to *cough* Google Translate.

Yeah~ I know. Reading chapters through Google Translate was the most…epic mistake I did in the past. I've finished World Defying Dan God, Battle Through the Heavens uhh…and a few more novels using Google Translate.

In the later years, I discovered lnmtl.com, which gave me a better translation (at least the names of the characters are not written like Cloud Che instead of Yun Che (Against the Gods). 

To be perfectly honest, If I didn't start writing, I would have continued to read these machine translated chapters even now. Reading MTL works if English is not your first language.

This is something that those with English as their main language will scoff at. However, for those who just want to read. As in reading something without worrying about anything else, then they won't care even if it's a machine translated chapter. As long as they will be able to read the NEXT chapter, then it's all good.

This is also the reason why I admire translators. If not for them, these stories that we are not aware of will not be able to grace us with their presence. I would like to thank the translators of my favorite novels like Lord of Mysteries, Release that Witch, Against the Gods, Cultivation Chatgroup, Second Coming of Avarice, and so many other titles that I won't be able to list here.

To my beloved readers, if there will come a time when you feel like writing a story of your own and you're reading machine translated chapters, please stop now. I'm saying this for your own good. 

I understand how you feel. Believe me I do, but for the sake of the story you're going to write in the future, heed my advice. Stop now, while you still have the chance. Learning how to write from scratch with broken English is a painful process.

Then again, if you find an editor who is a masochist, consider yourself lucky. Let them clean up your mess for you, so you can focus on writing your story, and learn the art of writing while you write.

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P.S The Cover Drawing is not mine. I just find it nice so I used it. Full credits go to the owner.

Whelp, I guess this is the end (for now at least). I remember back two months ago when I was writing my first work, the fanfic for Chojusen, I said something along the lines of  "I want to be known as the dumb dumb Author who finishes his novels and doesn't quit just because he "fell off..." And as I reflect on the decision I'm making right flipping now, I'm just as disappointed in myself as you guys. It's just, I'm not quitting because I fell off, rather, my lack of taking off in the first place is what's destroying what little motivation I have for writing this novel.

I don't know if you can understand what it's like to watch as the days go by and your work never makes any progress. What it's like to see other novels take off while yours is abandoned. Now, hopefully I don't offend any other authors on the site with words like the ones I'm throwing around right now, if your novel has taken off its more likely than not that you are competent as a writer and your work is deserving of its attention. I'm probably just coming off as a whiny bitch for being unsuccessful in my first venture as an original writer and to an extent, even I agree with that sentiment. It's just, I what to express myself in as open a manner as can be and realizing my frustrations through writing like this is what I feel helps.

I'm pretty sure I contributed in a large part to why my novel is so unpopular. I mean I started off with a message to everyone that it wouldn't be updating for a while and even after coming back I had to take another stop to go to Cuba. I give my own novels sub par review scores and even admit that I have no confidence in them. To anyone with even a modicum of logic, these are red flags and I'm not surprised that many people have turned away from reading.

However, for the last two or so months I've released almost 200,000 words and 112 chapters. And for the better part of those two months It's felt like I've been writing for no one. Sure the view counts update by the everyday and my collections count increase as well. But it's truly depressing to see only three or four comments per chapter; even though they are extremely appreciated. Honestly, if it weren't for the two or three people a see coming back every day — even if it is just to say "thanks for the chapter" — I wouldn't have made it for this long.

Even back when I was writing the other novel, where I would get things about the canonical story wrong or when I made a decision that didn't sit right with some of the readers, getting mean/harsh comments would be infinitely better for my motivation — and I'm assuming other authors as well — than just silence.

Well, that's enough of that nonsense so here's what I've decided to do. Writing this novel, even before I began publishing, is grating as I feel no confidence in my skills as an author and that has only further declined with how little interest the novel has amassed over the two months. It's gotten to the point where I literally write to meet the quota I set up for myself of 1 chapter a day and for bonus opportunities like power stone incentives. (Wait this is still rambling! Sorry...)

Anyways, the problem with motivation is more impactful than you guys can imagine as I literally know what to write next and how the story should progress, but just sitting before my computer and trying to type for what I've already doomed to failure causes distractions to magically manifest; like when you have homework and just so happen to find a dozen videos you'd much rather watch than do your duty. 

Thus, I'm deciding to not "drop" the novel and only put it on hiatus for now. Maybe if I become less whiny in the future and my career as an writer doesn't tank, I'll return to continue updating the story… But for now, I think I'll move on to enter in the webnovel weekly contests and write stories that gain an actual audience. If all else fails, I can somewhat confidently say that I'll return to this story eventually as I'm done with its outline and whatnot. The only thing I ask of you is to forgive me for wasting your time like so many other authors who don't finish their work and to remember that I'll eventually come back to finish what I started; maybe not now or in a year but eventually, I'll come to finish this story… 

P.S. I'll be writing under another pseudonym for a while, else the bad reputation I just created might come to haunt me if I do get successful. So, if you're still a "fan" of either me or this story, sorry you won't be able to find what I'm working on for now… (The characters I write might be dense and stupid, but I think this shameless move is the most pragmatic.)

Don't forget to delete your old reviews and give this novel new 1 star reviews. Though I'm shameless and cowardly, I'd rather not waste other people's time; at least not now that I'm discontinuing production for this novel. But... have some fun with the 1 star reviews, like call me misogynistic and transphobic (you'd know why if you read all the chapters). If anything, we can make my action of quitting, a fun little game, and upvote the most satirically on point roast.

Follow the adventures of a boy named Jam on his journey to gain a purpose. Thrust onto the world of cultivation because of the silly encouragement of his foster grandmother and his ridiculously one-track-minded self, Jam's adventure is bound to be full of action, comedy, and self discovery. Hopefully, his stupidity will be cured before it affects his life too badly.

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Here's my cringy first attempt at a hook, so let me be more straightforward with what this will turn out to be~

A "dense" MC in all the wrong ways, who's OPness brings Xianxia protagonists to shame.

Some wacky situations that exploit the density and idiocy of the MC, which will inevitably shape his future self.

A band of overpowered companions that follow Jam in his journey to find purpose, with only a single love interest (for now, and probably forever~)

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100 Power Stones = Extra chapter (Week of January 7, 14)

150 Power Stones = Extra chapter (Week of January 21)

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