This is a world system that a new author can use for a fantasy book

Most of publications before the catastrophe were easy to be identified. The printing skills of people before the catastrophe could not be surpassed by people of today at all. Many books in that age contained delicate images or photos, at the sight of which, people would know which age those particular books belonged to. What concerned that roughly printed book "Mental Arithmetic by Abacus" that Zhang Tie had bought from a roadside booth in the railway station which only had a few pages with no pictures except for an abacus on its cover, Zhang Tie was definitely very lucky to own it. 
Consumers who were able to read on the fourth floor were matched with a personal reading room, like a chartered room. When one read on the fourth floor, one should wear a pair of white gloves. In each reading room, there was a serviceman who just watched from the side in case you tried to copy or damage one of these books as valuable as cultural relics. Of course, you could also ask the serviceman to bring you books that you wanted to read.
As a "high-end customer" who paid two gold coins in the library at once, Zhang Tie was also provided with two sumptuous meals, a lunch and a supper. If he was tired, he could also take a rest in the reading room. You could even take a nap on the sofa. The serviceman would also prepare a woolen blanket for you. 
However, nobody would feel like sleeping here at the cost of two gold coins which would leave only several hours to read. At least, Zhang Tie would feel great regret if he did that. With the exception of eating lunch and going to the toilet, he was immersed in reading for the entire day. He grit his teeth, wanting to make the two gold coins cost-efficient.
With sharper spiritual energy, Zhang Tie found that he could read much faster than before. Additionally, his memory had also become very terrifying. He skimmed through the pages. He could read ten lines with only one glance, and it would take him only a bit more than ten seconds to finish reading a page. 
Even with such an amazing speed, Zhang Tie found that he could still clearly remember all the content on the pages. This time he found found another usage for his sharp spiritual energy besides remembering the sizes of the girls of the Rose Association.
The fact was that Zhang Tie's two gold coins were very cost-efficient. In over ten hours, he gained a lot of knowledge and information from the books.
From the book "Gods' Codes" written by a geneticist before the catastrophe, Zhang Tie learned what human DNA was and the differences between human DNA and other living beings' DNAs. Additionally, he came to understand that millions of his gene fragments were not activated yet, which accounted for above 98% of his total gene fragments. During the very long period before the catastrophe, as no discovery was made on these gene fragments, they were taken as useless "waste genes". However, the author of "Gods' Codes" firmly believed that the creator would not just put so many "wastes" into human body for no reason.
As a geneticist, after dozens of years' research, the author found that the alleged "waste genes" in human body were not useless; instead, as their coded structures were too weird, they were not activated yet. After many years' research, the author also discovered that among the gene fragments that were not activated yet, there seemed to be weird codes that enabled people to survive in more special and extreme environments...
In the end of the book, the author of "Gods' Codes" also posed a puzzling presumption and prediction that if all the gene fragments in human body were activated, humans' DNA structure would totally change from double-spiral structure to 12-spiral structure. Maybe the alleged God's DNA was in a 12-spiral structure. 
Why not in 11-spiral structure or 13-spiral structure or other spiral structures? Because basically everything was composed of energy of different frequencies. The whole universe is a huge acoustic generator that can perform all the the sounds with different frequencies. The frequencies and sounds performed by this acoustic generator can not be perfectly harmonious and balanced without being evolved from the twelve tone equal temperament of the music theory. Therefore, according to the author's presumption, the 12-spiral DNA structure is in line with the essence of the universe. This is a structure that can satisfy one's will at any place in this universe.
After reading this book, Zhang Tie recalled a human body's description that he had read in the Castle of Black Iron last night—"your body contains everything like the God's". Zhang Tie felt like he understood something now. Although the 12-spiral DNA was just a brave presumption of the author of the book "Gods' Codes", its entirety instantly broadened his vision and horizons. He saw something very exciting from the book.
By this point already, Zhang Tie felt that the two gold coins had been valuable.
In the book "Oriental Occultism Phenomena", Zhang Tie had some more surprising discoveries. The author of this book mentioned that in the east, since the ancient times, monks and masters from mysterious schools had been guiding their believers to set free various animals to cure their diseases and health problems. Many tricky diseases that puzzled doctors in hospitals could see amazing treatment effects after the patients set free live animals. The author of the book also recorded how he accompanied a businessman who had a long-term eye disease to visit a master to cure that person's eyes. The occultism master told the patient that if he wanted to cure his eye disease, he only needed to set free crabs.
After hearing the master's enlightenment, that person truly went to the crab sales center to buy some crabs and then set them free in the sea. He insisted on doing that twice a week. Each time he would buy several bamboo baskets of crabs. Several months later, the miracle happened. His eyes were cured without even taking any medicine. 
That person then went to the temple to extend his thanks to that master and asked him about the karma. The master told that person that as those crabs on the market were supposed to be cooked by people, before they were killed, all of them would become blind first. Since the man had saved those crabs and gave them a new life and sight, as payment, they gave him their sight too.
The author of this book was a scholar in the western continent. He attributed this phenomenon to intricate oriental occultism. However, Zhang Tie knew this was not occultism at all;  it was true karma. All the crabs's appreciation to that person for saving their lives converged into spiritual energy which could help that person recover his health.
The spiritual energy could not be seen by naked eye. However, water could sense it. The author of "Water Knows the Answer" was a scientist before the catastrophe. Through studying water, he found that the awareness energy of human and all other living beings could be projected onto places outside their bodies. This energy projected onto places outside their bodies then could influence the surrounding environment on macro substance level. 
When this energy was projected into a cup of water, it could make water form various crystals. The more love and positive emotions were included in the energy, the more regular and beautiful the water crystals would be. The more hatred, fear, and greed were included in the energy, the more disordered and ugly the water crystals would be. 
When he read this, Zhang Tie was suddenly enlightened. He understood the source of the Fruit of Redemption. Each Fruit of Redemption came from condensed positive awareness energy of some organisms projected onto Zhang Tie because of their appreciation for his act of saving them. 
As Zhang Tie had that marvelous small tree, it could gather all the positive energy and present it in the form of the Fruit of Redemption. Since others had no such marvelous small trees, although the same energy worked on them and could also bring great benefits to them, they could not see it nor know the method of extracting and converting this energy into a precious item. 
When he read this, Zhang Tie felt that the two gold coins were very valuable. He recalled the "story of an ugly stone" told by Donder—the same thing had different values for different people.
For a cart driver, if you wanted him to spend two gold coins to read some books, he would regard it as a waste of money. He wouldn't understand how the content in these books could benefit him either. In contrast, for Zhang Tie, the knowledge and information in these books performed as a pair of super clear glasses, enabling him to see farther and think of many things that he had not thought of before. 
The alleged cultivation could be carried out in a more special pattern.
Zhang Tie was filled with pleasure.
In the book "Initial Exploration of Human Beings' Special Professions in Black Iron Age", Zhang Tie saw the introduction to that mysterious profession of rune master for the first time. In that age, due to studies and the development of mysterious runes, some mysterious and powerful professions had come into being, among which, rune master was the top one.
What concerned rune origin and their principles, the author didn't know them either. He only knew that the application of runes was related to people's spiritual energy, which might be one of the top secrets in the world. From the time when the runes appeared, they could be categorized into two kinds.
Before the catastrophe, there were many mysterious knowledges about various runes in various religions and mysterious groups in all the ancient civilized countries headed by China in the eastern continent. After the catastrophe, people discovered some runes in the earth core world and some prehistoric civilized ruins. 
After one-thousand years' integration, the two rune systems formed the universal runes usage pattern in the world today. 
In this book, the author only gave a brief introduction to various knowledges and mysterious professions dealing with runes. From it, Zhang Tie could see that the author didn't know much about the runes. After reading this book, besides confirming that his binding skill was a rare kind of rune skill, Zhang Tie got nothing new.
Since he read the books very fast, after finishing the previous books, he had a lot of time left. He then hurriedly read some more. As the books on the fourth floor were all relatively expensive, Zhang Tie chose to read the publications off before the catastrophe here first.
That's how he ended up reading two books on the Internet, which was a miracle before the catastrophe. 
Zhang Tie was really puzzled by that marvelous Internet world. There, what Zhang Tie did in this private library was really inconceivable. With that Internet, anybody could do a lot of things: obtain mountains of information, interact with other people, make friends, write letters, talk with others, entertain themselves, make money, hold conferences, find wives, pilfer, monitor and follow-up that news, etc.. That Internet could even manipulate various machines and weapons to launch wars.
That world was really too unimaginable for modern people.
After reading the books on the marvelous Internet, Zhang Tie searched for books about organisms, especially weird animals.
In a book "Animals Galaxy", when Zhang Tie saw the introduction about some earth worms on a colorful photo, he was shocked as if struck by a lightning bolt. His body started to quiver all over. The paragraph of words and the photo finally cleared up his inspiration that had flashed across his mind last night like a light that broke the darkness.
Earth worms, as trivial annelids, had strong vitality. They could grow new parts no matter how severe their injuries were, even if they were slashed into several fragments. Because of this strong vitality property, small earth worms became one of the most powerful organisms in this galaxy.
Compared to the earth worm's super strong recovery ability, Zhang Tie's wounds were trivial.
Zhang Tie finally caught that inspiration that had flashed across his mind...
...
He ate his supper in the library too. Not until the place was going to be closed did Zhang Tie leave this private library. After that, he stopped a horse taxi and told the cart driver to drive him to a neighboring cheap adults' clothing shop. After buying several sets of average clothes for changing, Zhang Tie returned to his rental estate.
When he came back, Zhang Tie took out his pocket watch to check the time. It was already later than 10 pm. . Mr and Mrs Green on the first floor and the young couple on the second floor had long fallen asleep. With common fluorite lamps hanging above the passageway, it was neither too dark nor too bright. 
In order not to wake them up with his footsteps, Zhang Tie stealthily moved upstairs with many bags of clothes, big and small. The room on the third floor was also dark, but Zhang Tie didn't pay much attention to it. However, when he came to the fourth floor, he saw a person pulling his door handle, trying to use the key in her hand to insert in to the lock, yet continuing to fail. 

After the Catastrophe, every rule in the world was rewritten.
In the Age of Black Iron, steel, iron, steam engines and fighting force became the crux in which human beings depended on to survive.
A commoner boy by the name Zhang Tie was selected by the gods of fortune and was gifted a small tree which could constantly produce various marvelous fruits. At the same time, Zhang Tie was thrown into the flames of war, a three-hundred-year war between humans and demons on the vacant continent. Using crystals to tap into the potentials of the human body, one must cultivate to become stronger.
The thrilling legends of mysterious clans, secrets of Oriental fantasies, numerous treasures and legacies in the underground world — All in the Castle of Black Iron!
Written by Drunk Tiger, this novel is a prime example of fantasy steampunk. Let us journey through the world of limitless possibilities and inventions together!
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**Warning: This novel contains mature content**


;)What the fuck are these things.

"I don't know but I'm scared," Mu said licking the sea salt off his lips.

;)What are you hungry you want to eat them, why the fuck are you licking your lips.

"Because they're chapped," Mu said furiously giving his lips some tongue.

;)Stop that it's weird even the fucking mutants are getting creeped out.

"I'm trying to get them to accept me," Mu thought to the voice not stopping his voracious tongue movement on his lips.

;)Don't use those words.

"What it's what I'm doing," Mu said while juggling his saliva across his lips.

;)Goddamnit there is just some things you don't describe look you scared away the mutants with your words.

"Oh I guess I'll stop then," Mu said resting his tongue back into it's wet lair called the mouth.

;)What are you doing know.

"Flexing my tongue it's sore," Mu said while pulsating his tongue from stiff to soft.

;)STOP.

"Is the tongue a muscle," Mu asked the voice.

;)W..what.

In another part of the universe another Mu was sitting down beside a fire with a monocle in his eye.

"Hahaha I'm not Mu, Author I am simply a forgotten segment or some shit being used here to talk about something." The Not Mu said.

The Not Mu got a book from a shelf and looked directly at the Author watching him.

"It has come to my attention that a certain website on which our book is published has made a new writing prompt competition." The Not Mu said while opening the book he got out.

"It is titled "Writing Prompts Contest 116: Male Lead - Entertainer in Another World", now this in itself is not the coolest part. The best part is in the ideas section where it says,"1) A former world-class singer wakes up in a world filled with fantastical beings and magic. They soon find out that their voice and songs are magical in nature in this new world where bards exist. How will they make use of this? How will this world respond to their power?"Not Mu said and after he was done he closed up the book and looked right at the readers.

"Now I don't know if you've read the story up to this point but I mean...come on. I'm not mad website on which this story is published in fact I just want to know who on your staff likes my story because that is badass." Not Mu said. 

"I don't know if this is normal or not but it's definitely cool," Not Mu stood up and ripped off his mask revealing himself to be the Author.

"I didn't want to make myself a body in this world because I didn't want Mu to be able to meet me, but I had to come down and say thank you I have had this story bumping around in my head for years and I just had to write it I didn't expect 10,000 people to find this concept as interesting as me." I wiped a tear away from my eye and said," This may not sound like a lot to some people but that's more people then I have in my city (I think). So thank you." Author signing out.

;)God I hope that's the last one of those.

Fuck You.

I can’t really explain this story but it does have an overpowered main character, a super huge world, and a talking abyss.

Book Title: Return of the Cold Hearted Empress

Author: Ahce Darato Torres

Date Published: July 4, 2020

Book Status: Ongoing

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She is a legendary figure who dominates business and reigns military power. With an ancient ring in her hand, she became prodigiously gifted at almost everything, but pity that she bears a curse of never falling in love. Envied by many, she is trap in a loveless family whose members maim her wings and force her to early death. However, her soul is summoned in the body of a heavily poisoned good-for-nothing miss whom everyone despises and plotted-against.

Now that she has taken over, who dares to bite her back?

Wherever she walks danger and miracles follow! Accepting a new life in another era fills her journey with endless adventure, there she meets several powerful figures who become her closest allies and help her discover the truth about her mysterious death.

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Greetings to my beloved readers, I just want to thank you for giving this book a chance to be heard. It has been a few months since Covid19 wreaked havoc around the world, tucking us into our homes for safety and security. I am delighted to be able to write and present such odd Ancient-Chinese themed novel to all of you. I know somehow most people around my age and younger are bored at home, so might as well motivate everyone to read and enhance their reading comprehension/ critical thinking skills. As an amateur Filipino teen writer I am not expecting so much from this book, but I can't help it, I want to be able to share a story to the mass and escape the world of reality for a while. Your reviews, comments and support are very much appreciated so don't forget to leave a note. I as a college student also want to improve my writing skills, so I'll thank everyone in advance. And I just want to remind everyone to avoid plagiarism, let's respect people's property and just enjoy reading, get lost in the world of imagination and have fun.

Please keep yourselves safe and follow WHO guidelines.

Love lots,

Ahce

She is a legendary figure who dominates business and reigns military power. With an ancient ring in her hand, she became prodigiously gifted at almost everything, but pity that she bears a curse of never falling in love. Envied by many, she is trap in a loveless family whose members maim her wings and force her to early death. However, her soul is summoned in the body of a heavily poisoned good-for-nothing miss whom everyone despises and plotted-against.

Now that she has taken over, who dares to bite her back? 

Wherever she walks danger and miracles follow! Accepting a new life in another era fills her journey with endless adventure, there she meets several powerful figures who become her closest friends and help her discover the truth about her mysterious death.

'Once reached certain heights, every cultivator would see their "Breath" change shape and power according to their individualities.' Noah read through the contents of the books. 'These changes are a natural consequence of the separation of the cultivators from Heaven and Earth. Their existence would become something outside of their plan until they eventually become laws.'
The Elders had left Noah alone after they listed all the gains. He had a few spells to inspect, but the research given by the Elbas family was too appealing to focus on anything else at the moment.
'However, the "Breath" is both a miraculous energy and a shackle that keeps the cultivators bound to Heaven and Earth. A real individuality would ultimately affect even the internal composition of that energy and change it into something entirely personal, but there are ways to quicken that process.' Noah's kept on reading, and his interest could only increase at those words.
The introduction of that research went through what was considered common knowledge among the existences in the higher ranks. The changes of the "Breath" and the separation from Heaven and Earth's domain were events that anyone expressing their individuality could see.
Yet, the tomes continued exploring various possibilities, especially the creation of a higher form of energy.
'The "Breath" can be used as a material to build incredible items. So, it is theoretically possible to use it to create even stronger energy capable of improving the prowess of any cultivator drastically.' Noah read as he wondered who was the author of those tomes.
There were detailed descriptions of the experiments and arrays tested by the expert that was pursuing those ideas. The writer had even noted down the peculiarities of the inscription method used and his mental state when he performed them.
The first book turned out to list a series of failures, only to conclude with a revelation. 'The behavior of the "Breath" depends too much on its element. It's impossible to create a unified method.'
Noah hastily took the second book and resumed his read. 'I've found basic requirements for the higher energy of each element. In my case, I need to create a material able to give birth to stronger flames during the combustion. I'm still unclear on what I will use, but it's a start.'
The author then listed another series of experiments, but they mostly targeted the nature of the "Breath" of the fire element, which didn't interest Noah.
'I've found something that could work. I'm the best expert in the entirety of the Utra nation, and even the suppression of the Royal family can't put a stop to my improvements. I know now that there is no better fuel than myself.' Noah's eyes widened when he read those lines.
The image of a man wearing a crown had appeared in his mind for a brief second. He was starting to suspect that the nameless author was, in fact, King Elbas!
Notes filled the rest of the tome. They didn't describe experiments, but they reported random thoughts and brief moments of inspiration that the author had decided to put down as he kept researching.
The third and last book described the approach that a cultivator should have in the creation of higher energy according to each element.
According to the author, there was a specific behavior to each element that the cultivators had to exploit. Fire needed materials to burn, water needed density, wind needed perpetual motion, earth needed a foundation, and lightning required friction.
However, when it came to the light and darkness elements, the author couldn't identify a specific behavior, which forced him to give up on creating a method for those elements.
'Theoretically speaking, cultivators with light and darkness aptitude should be able to create higher energy that fits their individualities in ways that the other elements can't. The rarest elements don't have a fixed state and can contain any kind of behavior. I wouldn't be surprised if they could recreate the same matter of the world.' Noah closed the last book at those lines.
The research didn't tell him how to create higher energy with his element, but it gave him an idea and the certainty that it was possible. Most of the time, those two factors were all the things that an expert needed to achieve what he wanted.
'Is this the reason behind King Elbas' power?' Noah questioned himself. 'What a monster.'
He couldn't help but respect the powerhouse of the Royal family even more after that discovery. After all, he was a cultivator that had managed to create an entirely new branch of the cultivation journey!
Of course, Noah couldn't be sure that the author was King Elbas, but there were too many coincidences for him not to link the two of them.
'I've focused on the primary energy so much that I lingered on creating a stronger version of the "Breath" rather than outclassing it.' Noah thought as he read the books once again.
There were many aspects of the cultivation world that most humans ignored due to their species. One of them was the existence of the primary energy since it was something limited to the magical beasts' world.
Noah found himself in the same spot, even if in the opposite position. He had never considered the possibility that there were forms of energy more powerful than the "Breath" and that the cultivators could build them.
'The primary energy is like sand, while the particles of "Breath" are bricks.' Noah thought as the Divine Deduction technique gave him a broader perspective. 'The higher energy would be a building in comparison. How much power would it generate?'
Noah itched to test that procedure himself, but he knew that his situation wasn't ideal. He didn't have a way to accumulate "Breath", let alone using it to build more complex and powerful energy.
Yet, it was a path that reflected his individuality perfectly, and that would allow him to express his creation in ways that he had never thought before.
Meanwhile, the other assets started to take down the encampment to move it on the surface. There was no need to hide anymore. It was time to expand in the new world that still hid a series of threats.
The rank 4 cultivators could take care of the expansion though, and there was no need for that high number of stronger existences to remain there. Also, the Council and the Hive had left their borders exposed to make up for the presence of the powerhouses. Their assets wanted to return to their world.
Noah felt the need to return to the new continent too since he needed an environment where he could obtain all the resources that he needed. The only advantage of the new world was the presence of stronger creatures, but he didn't lack nutrients at the moment.
Just like that, the majority of the powerful cultivators took turns to enter the fissure to return to their world. The invasion was officially over.

"So, that's how my life ends, what a waste of time it was...". 
These were the last thoughts of a young man, shot by accident in a fight between local gangs. Little did he know that he would soon wake up in another world, a world of cultivation! 
This is the story of the whoreson of a wealthy family, of a transmigrator that had no purpose in his previous life, of a demon that will make power his reason to keep on living.
Noah Balvan, after he transmigrated, will have to fight against his social status and the many difficulties of the world he was reborn in to obtain the power to stand free in the sky above anyone!
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Year 1568 AC
It's been almost two years since the day Adone got the book but he wasn't able to decode the content of the book even with the help of the notes of head librarian as the book was written with the mixture of the forgotten language and another ancient language and only the cover of the book was written in forgotten language, which read 'A study on nature of Beast Spirit by Lich King: Lucas Bain'.
This made Adone even more motivated to get a to decipher the content of the book but the other language kept him from deciphering it so he had to rely on the Bionic chip to deal with it.
But to use the rest of the time efficiently he started to prepare to dwell in a new field that would enable him to use his status as a prince to help him in his quest to immortality. 
Actually, he was very knowledgeable of the political affairs because of the memories of his ancestors stored in the chip but they are memories of a different world, of a different system thus he started to prepare himself for it.
And as a result of this he took part in royal examination and attend first place but that wasn't a shocking news as he was a prince, what shocked everyone was that he was only Eight years old, to give you an understanding of how shocking it was the youngest person who ever passed the exam prior to Adone was a Twenty Eight years old man.
Thus becoming the youngest person to hold an official position in the royal court of The Great Gran.
But this soon backfired on him as he found out that in this world the power officials had was just to record the happenings of the court, helping with internal policies that only affected commoners like agriculture and the main power was in the hands of people who cultivated.
"What have I gotten myself into? This is definitely just a waste of my time"
He was sitting in his room sulking about the shit that he got himself into.
"The politics in this world just means who got the bigger fist in the end"
He soon smiled due to a long awaited sound.
[Beep! The Book has been deciphered with 3.56% chances that the deciphered content is false]
[Beep! To decrease the chances of error the host is advised to collect more information about the ancient language]
"At last something worthwhile, transfer the data to my brain"
[Beep! Transferring Data]
He felt the familiar pain of data being transmitted to his brain but this time it was less painful as the amount of data was less and his brain was getting used to it.
The content of the book was very simple but revolutionary as the author (Lich King) tried to find the reason for existence of twin beast spirit and the result he came to was that the unborn child absorbed the beast spirit of the dead that lingered in his / her surroundings that matched or complimented his own beast spirit unconsciously and as the child grows up it will assimilate into his own soul, becoming his second beast spirit.
The author also tried to implant beast spirits into unborn children artificially, all resulting in failures. The children would just have few characteristics of the beast spirits but with their growth, they would all fade away.
So the author decided to try it out using powerful best spirits and that resulted in the birth of the first person with twin beast spirits whom second beast spirit was artificially implanted.
This caused the author to make the conclusion that the beast spirit must be strong enough to endure the procedure.
What intrigued Adone the most was the last page of the book on which the author scribbled that it was possible for a person to snatch another person's beast spirit.
'The Lich King was up to something. If he was able to perform these procedures them he would be able to forge unlimited beast spirits but that would also mean that he would have to kill that many people to snatch their beast spirits, maybe this was the reason for him to start the massacre'
"Well, I should find more about this Lich King"
Next day, he went to his father's office to find out more about it.
The King looked same as he looked the day Adone was born with the same grand demeanor and feeling of divinity.
"Father" Adone greeted his father.
"Yes," Drake pulled himself out from the papers he was staring at and looked at his prodigy son.
"Father, I want to know about The Lich King, Lucas Bain"
Drake had a shocked expression then the atmosphere turned serious "Where did you hear this name?"
"I read it in this book" he replied honestly and showed the book to The King, as he knew that his father would already know about the book and the notes he got from the head librarian.
Drake picked the book and flipped through it, then he placed it back on his desk.
"This book is written in ancient language that was used by cultivators before the calamity so no one knows what it contains but the cover states that the author of this book is Lucas Bain that confirms the rumor that he was a cultivator era before calamity"
"I do not know how he survived the calamity but it is said that he knew cultivation techniques of legends and the fact that he was from the era before the calamity confirms this"
"Lucas was hunted and sealed by the founder oldest empire of the on the continent, Shila and his companions, who came from central continent to establish his sect but was soo grieved by witnessing the atrocities Lucas committed that he rallied all the experts from this continent and his companions on the hunt but the necromancer used the bodies of their fallen comrades to attack them which caused many casualties forcing the experts to use their life force to seal the necromancer"
"Only the founder of Shila Empire survived as his Buddhist techniques manage to protect his life until your grandfather managed to save him
"Where is a grandfather? Can I meet him?" Adone asked curiously acting like a kid forcing the question of asking the age of his grandpa at the back of his head.
"No, you can't. He went to seclusion 10 years ago, even I don't know his whereabouts, otherwise, he would be here to meet his youngest grandson"
He then went to his meet his brother who was a cultivation maniac and lived in his own mansion build near the palace so that he could cultivate there quietly.
He entered the mansion which was finely decorated with many luxurious items and knocked on the door of his brother's cultivation chambers and after a little while his brother opened the door.
The young man had same black eyes and hair like his father and younger brother and had golden skin, muscular body and a handsome face making his one of the most qualified person for the job of a lady killer.
"Come in little brother" He welcomed Adone.
When Adone walked in he could see the huge difference between the luxurious outside of the room and the simple but elegant room.
"Brother, I just heard about grandfather from father. Have you met him?"
"Yes, I have met him, he used to guide me during cultivation and play with Tephanie but he left after she turned eleven"
"Was he strong cultivator like you and father? Was he a doctor? Do you know how he met the founder of Shila Empire? I heard he saved his life"
Adone planned to secretly gain information about the place Lucas was sealed and he knew his doting brother would not find it strange if he asked about his grandfather who presumably saved the person who saved the dying founder of Shila Empire near the place where he sealed Lucas as how can a dying person move about?

A world with endless possibilities and a search for eternity.
A world where strength is worshipped and might are always right, where laws are meant to be broken but only by the strong.
Its inhabitants tread on the path to eternity


it’s not a story of a hero nor of an antihero, its a story of a villain among villain. This is a guide book to all villains, not a happy story.
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Title: End Times
Splat!
Blood splattered everywhere. A man let out his final pained groan as his dazed eyes landed on the sword that pierced through his chest. When he felt the coldness of the blade penetrating his heart, his pupils constricted as his body slowly lost its strength.
AAAHHH!!!
As the man collapsed onto the ground, an anguished cry rang out as another man rushed towards the sword-wielding man. The swordsman swiftly turned around, his movements didn't display any panic and with a single slash of his sword, another life ended once again.
"You... Why are you not... why are you not helping your comrades?"
The swordsman turned to look at the distance where another man was standing with tears streaming down his face. In the fact of death, the man was utterly terrified but in order to practice his calling, his profession, or some may call his class to the very end. The man remained standing there, scribbling some words on a piece of paper.
Gustav, my best friend of thirty-years died from the hands of the prey... I merely stood in the distance and did nothing.
I am nothing but a mere observer. 
George, a man of sheer will and determination also died from the hands of the same prey. His movements looked full of fear to me, yet his actions never lagged and had no hesitation as he swung his sword and aimed to end the life of the prey.
But in the end, it doesn't even matter.
The prey was too strong.
Us, predators...
Couldn't do anything about him.
The man scribbled down these words in the piece of paper and as he wrote the final words in the sentence. The piece of paper shone in a brilliant light. A thick book radiating an air of ancientness appeared beside the piece of paper and it sucked the paper into it, forming a page that could never be removed, defaced, nor altered. 
"That..."
The swordsman who had already pointed his sword at the man stopped what he was doing. Disbelief appeared on his face when he saw the book, but his expression quickly turned into mocking and some pity when he realized the profession of the man standing in front of him.
"I see..."
"So the reason why you haven't died yet is because of this..."
"His Majesty purposely spared you from death so you can record all significant events of this turning point of destiny within that book of history in your hands."
The swordsman shook his head and laughingly mocked, "You truly are a pitiful man." He then sheathed his sword back to its scabbard before stretching his hand towards the man's collar.
"Since your job is to observe and record everything that you see, then fine... Record everything... I won't let you die. If you are severely injured from the shockwaves of the battle then I will heal you until you're at your top condition. I won't let you die... I will let you see... I will let you see everything..."
"I will let you see how my sword cuts through each and every comrade of yours, you pathetic so-called Predator!" The swordsman boisterously laughed and he dragged the man with such force that he felt painfully suffocated, yet he couldn't even die nor kill himself.
He then proceeded to do just as he was told.
He recorded everything.
While bawling his eyes out, he stayed true to the facts and wrote every death and every slaughter that he saw into the Great Book of History. There were times when he thought of changing the facts within the Great Book of History so that humanity wouldn't look so pathetic in their fight against the invaders, yet he decided that in the end...
He must stay true to his profession and write without any bias.
Humanity had ample time to prepare. 
But each and every one of them ignored all the warning signs until it was already too late.
In other words, they reaped what they sowed.
The historian could only let out a sigh.
In the end, he was just a mere observer. Of course, he would still die when his job was done, but until then. He would stay true to his profession and write down everything that he needed to write. Years, after years, after years passed and the historian never falsified any information that he wrote within the Great Book of History.
Humanity suffered a lot and now, the end finally arrived.
Cough...
The collapsed woman let out a dry cough. The surroundings were filled with ashes, suffocating her lungs. But her discomfort only lasted for a few moments. She lifted her head and surveyed her surroundings.
"Hello..."
"Is anybody there?"
A defiant light flashed across the woman's eyes as she forcefully raised her severely injured body from the ground. She took a good look at her surroundings and her pupils constricted when she realized where she was standing. 
"Dead... Everyone... They're dead..." 
She looked at a mutilated corpse near her and bitterly smiled for she realized that the state of this corpse was far better than the others. Some of the corpses didn't even have the shape of a human anymore. Instead, they looked like lumps of meat and some even looked like pancakes.
Ugh...
The woman covered her mouth.
She managed to forcefully swallow down the vomit that threatened to come out her mouth. Despite seeing hundreds of slaughters within the past several decades. The scene around her still disturbed her will as her expression quickly became as pale as a sheet of paper.
"How..."
"How did Humanity end up like this...?"
She collapsed on the ground.
She could still remember that day when everything changed.
Several years before that change.
Humanity suddenly gained random supernatural abilities. Along with the appearance of what looked to be system prompts, every human being in the world gained abilities that science couldn't explain. Of course, some abilities were far stronger than others and the woman was one of those lucky ones that gained such an ability.
The woman was delighted by the change that the abilities brought to the world and she quickly rose through the ranks, eventually becoming an Apex Predator, classified as one of the strongest humans in the world. But in the end, her abilities were for naught.
The invaders were far stronger than any Apex Predator and no amount of technology and magic engineering could suppress the invaders. 
Humanity fought valiantly, yet in just several decades.
Their final bastion, the Empire of the South Eastern Seas finally collapsed from the attacks of the invaders.
At this moment, the woman reckoned that she was the only survivor.
But why did these invaders invaded her homeland in the first place?
Even now, the woman still couldn't find the answer to this burning question of hers.
And from the looks of it, she'll forever be curious even as a ghost.
"Write it down."
A charming voice belonging to a man suddenly rang out.
The fog that surrounded the woman disappeared and she found herself standing in the middle of a deep valley. Above her were several hundreds of invaders. They were staring at her with this triumphant look in their eyes.
But the woman's eyes weren't focused on these invaders.
Instead, they were focused on the image of a trembling man standing at the edge of the valley.
"You..."
"You're that..."
"You're that coward!"
"You're that coward who instead of fighting for the sake of the homeland, insists on writing on that stupid book instead!"
"How are you alive?"
"How come that you're alive?"
"Everyone is already dead, but you're still alive?"
"On what basis?!"
"How is a coward like you still alive?!"
The woman suddenly became hysterical. 
She lost all her dignity as the Goddess of the Blade and started cursing at the trembling man.
The man cowered in fear when he saw the actions of the Goddess of the Blade. But her words made sense for him.
Yes, he was a coward.
After acquiring his Calling, Diary-Keeper. He had never done anything other than write. 
He thought that he'd become stronger than anyone just by writing and he did!
From Diary-Keeper, he became a Scribe, a Historian and now, he was a Keeper of History.
He still wanted to advance, the next sequence of his calling was Author.
He reckoned that in order to become an Author. He must write books.
Unfortunately, he didn't have the time nor the leeway to write a book.
In the end, he got stuck as a Keeper of History and now, the end times have arrived.
His Great Book of History has reached its limits and only a single sentence could be written. 
Every word that a Keeper of History wrote into the Great Book of History could never be changed. Anyone, including those that have the capability to transcend time, would be unable to go back and change the history that was already written in the Great Book of History by the Keeper of History.
This was the reason why the invaders kept the man alive.
He was basically their shield against time-transcending humans that may go back to the past and change the course of history from there.
But the powers of a Keeper of History was limited.
To be exact, the pages of the Great Book of History was limited.
It was said that if he ascended and became an Author. He would be able to change, write, delete everything as much as he wanted, but alas. The man never had the opportunity to ascend.
In fact, he didn't even understand what an Author was.
Profession Ascension required a deep understanding of that particular profession and since the man didn't understand what an Author was. It was basically impossible for him to become an Author.
Only a single final sentence could be written within the Great Book of History. 
But a single sentence was enough to seal the fate of humanity.
"What's wrong? Write it... That's the final page of the Great Book of History, right? Go ahead. Write it. Write the end." 
The charming voice spoke once again.
The man trembled as his hand holding the pen floated over the last space of the Great Book of History's final page.
Once he wrote the final sentence, there was no going back.
The true end of humanity would come.
The woman beneath the valley seemed to have recognized this as she cried out.
"No!"
"Don't..."
"Don't write it!"
"Let them kill you, but don't write it!"
"Do you really think that they are going to let you off once you've done your job?"
"No!" 
"These sons of bitches are the devils! They will never honor a promise!"
"Shut up!"
The charming voice coldly responded and his voice seemed to transform into an incomparably sharp blade that detached the head of the woman from her shoulders. 
Just like that, the life of the Goddess of the Blade ended.
"Ah..."
"Ahhh!!!"
The man loudly screamed and tears rolled down his cheeks as he let out a sorrowful cry.
"How pathetic...
"Just write the final sentence already and I'll grant you a painless death."
"I am not a completely cold man, so you can consider that painless death as my reward for your service. The great traitorous bastard of humanity." The charming voice's tone of speaking suddenly became filled with intense mocking.
The trembling man sucked a mouthful of cold air.
His eyes reddened and he seemed to have lost his mind as he cried out.
"Fine... You want me to write?"
"I'll write it then..."
"I'll write..."
"I'll write..."
"I'll write!!!"
The pen landed on the final page and left its mark as it wrote the final sentence of the Great Book of History.
Out of defiance and deep regret, the Scribe, the Historian, The Keeper of History, and the great traitor of humanity wrote at the final pages of the Great Book of History.
"With my body as the sacrifice, I'll turn back time, change the past, and change the harrowing destiny of humanity!"
As the pen wrote the exclamation mark, the Great Book of History closed on its own for it has already completed its job.
"You... What did you write?!" The charming man cried in alarm.
But the Great Book of History had already transformed into a dazzling ray of light before diving into the forehead of the historian.
[You have exhausted the pages of the Great Heavenly Profound Treasure: The Great Book of History.] 
[You have witnessed everything and wrote the end times of Humanity while staying true to the facts.]
[Your name has left its mark on The Great Book of History.]
[You have become the Author of The Great Book of History.]
[Congratulations to the user for becoming an Apex Predator in the Writer Profession!]
[You have obtained the Calling: Author.]
[With your will as the canvas and your body as the ink. The Author wrote with his pen of destiny.]
[I'll turn back time, change the past, and change the harrowing destiny of humanity!] 


Disclaimer: This novel is inspired by other great works such as SCOG, OG, DE, and all other works that the author admires and reads on a daily basis 

Left alone, scarred and swimming with debt after his parents' death. Our protagonist, Joseph is now on the quest of erasing his debt along with keeping himself afloat without being homeless…

Left without other choices, he turned to the world of Victory for solace only to find out that everything wasn't so simple like he expected. Even after two months of complete dedication to the game. He hasn't achieved any of his goals at all…

But fortunately, lady luck soon blessed his hopeless life… He managed on erasing his debt, angering the gods living above the heavens and even acquiring a Mythical Class! But Joseph is a young man left with scars due to his past. Can he even become someone suitable for the grandeur of a Mythical Class? The Sun that Overlooks Everything?

"Aye wait bro, don't attack ye- Sike! You thought!" 

"Alice, I really love it that you keep yourself feminine for the sake of your Swordsmanship. But can you not wear skirts while we're practicing? I can basically see what's underneath." 

"Abyssal Flame Master, why do you remind me of the alter-ego that I sealed a long time ago back when I was in middle school?"

Fueled with the determination of being the strongest. Joseph, along with the comrades that he gathered on his journey shall crush those that dare stand before their path. 

But why? 

Because he's the Grand Duelist, destined to be at the top of everything.

Artwork: This is a collaboration between me and the Connoisseur of the Dao of Sticc, Truedawn. We spent countless nights depicting the awesomeness of the MC through the Dao of the Sticc, I hope it is appreciated.

Once Yalina started working, she became a totally different person. With a solemn face, she was so completely focused that she had forgotten about Han Jin's existence; she was too engrossed in administering magical doses and burning magic arrays. Cessacioun, who was Yalina's assistant, naturally stayed around her.
Han Jin felt a little bored. Although the lab was huge and there were numerous items in the room, he didn't dare touch any of it. It was painful enough to rent the laboratory for two thousand gold coins a day. If he were to accidentally break something, wouldn't he have to compensate for it?!
Reading was the only thing that he could do. However, most of the books were either related to potions or magical arrays. Han Jin couldn't understand any of it. Even after continuously flipping through more than a dozen books, none caught his attention.
Han Jin lost his interest, but just about when he was about to do something else, a book with a very simple cover caught his eye. Judging by the color change of the leather, it was very old. 
Han Jin held the thought of just checking out one last book, so he took out the magic book and flipped through it. It looked decent and there wasn't any messy runes.
Han Jin leaned against the bookcase, turned the book to the first page, and started reading it seriously; this book should be an amateur magician's reading material. The contents of the book were simple and easy to understand, just like its outer packaging.
The author of the book believed that the world was composed of eight elements. Various animals , humans, and even gods were also composed of the eight elements. Han Jin had sufficient knowledge about the situation of the mainland to know that no one dared discuss about gods, therefore the authors words were considered outrageous. If the book were to be seen by anyone from the Magic Guild or the church, the author would be in big trouble. However, judging from the already discolored pages, it should have been from a long time ago.
After reading the preface, the following was an introduction for various elements. In front of every chapter, the author made an evaluation for the elements. For example, the author believed that the fire element was a source of civilization, and the water element was the cradle of life, and so forth.
After reading through the four main elements, which were fire, water, earth and air, it introduced the elements of light and darkness. The author had made a large effort to appraise the light element while giving a major attack towards the element of darkness. This was normal as most races on the ground hated darkness, while the abyss races hated the light.
After about seventeen to eighteen pages, Han Jin changed his posture. The following then introduced the seventh element: the spiritual element. The author valued the spiritual elements greatly and even said that the spiritual element was the mother of the six major elements. As it went on, Han Jin gave a heavy expression. The spiritual element that was mentioned by the author was similar to Taoism. Regardless of if it were to display symbols or to manipulate magic weapons, one must have enough mental strength to support it. The greater the power of the symbol, and the higher the level of the magic weapon, the more mental strength would be required. This was like cutting wood; anyone would be able to lift an axe that weighed ten kilograms, but if the axe were to weigh up to a hundred kilograms, or even a thousand kilograms, it would require a body that was strong enough to carry it. Otherwise, not only would they be unable to cut firewood, they may even hurt themselves. 
Lastly, it was the eighth element. The author had only used at most a paragraph to evaluate the first seven elements, but the author used an entire page to evaluate the eighth element. It had even ended with a statement that was in a bold handwriting: the reason why only gods can be gods was because they have mastered the secrets of the eighth element!
Han Jin's heart itched in curiously as he continued reading. He hurriedly turned over a page and was left stunned. There was nothing there; the back of it was the cover! Han Jin did not give up and simply closed the back cover. The author's signature wasn't even on the yellowish cover. Then, he flipped to the last page of the book and slowly turned the pages over. It was still blank and there was no trace of tearing. Thus, it was obvious that the book had not been destroyed; it was the author who had decided to stop writing. 
This magic book is serialized?! Han Jin put the book aside and carefully looked through the bookcase. As long as the appearance of the book looked old, he would take it out and have a look. For some time, he walked from one end of the bookcase to another, flipping through countless magic books, but still failed to find a sequel. 
Han Jin sighed helplessly; Grandmother, I've met a eunuch!! But, Han Jin wasn't one who would easily give up. He paused for a moment and suddenly thought of an idea. In order to not affect Yalina, he hid in a corner and quickly swayed his hands. A mist appeared out of thin air and it slowly condensed into water droplets of various sizes on Han Jin's palms. Han Jin then placed the water droplets on the pages without any modesty and silently waited for a miracle to happen.
After waiting for a long time, nothing happened. Han Jin then thought for a while and released the Three True Fire. He carefully observed as he grilled the pages. Even until they curled up, still nothing happened.
For quite some time, Han Jin had been battling with the magic book. For example, using his nails to scratch the pages, looking for possible interlayers, reading under a bright light, checking for any residual writing, etc. It didn't discourage Han Jin even after failing over and over again. From one point of view, this reflected his strong perseverance, but the weathered yellow magic book had been tortured by him till it became completely tattered.
Han Jin was even more focused than Yalina - to a point where he went all out and couldn't even hear Yalina's surprised voice. He didn't even know that it was already bright outside.
"Raphael, what are you doing?" Yalina's voice rang from behind Han Jin. 
At this moment, Han Jin had closed one eye and placed a fire magic crystal in front of him. As he recovered, he reluctantly put away the magic crystal and looked very disappointed. It seemed that there were no secrets in the book; it was just that the author had decided not to write anymore. Damn it, stupid eunuch!
Yalina didn't get a response from Han Jin even after waiting for a long time. It surprised her and so she went over, snatched the magic book away, and flipped through the pages. She looked up at him with a teasing look and said, "Raphael, you want to become god?"
Anyone who heard this sentence would burst out into laughter. Trying to become god... this was too absurd. It was something that no one would even dream about; it would be more realistic to dream about becoming The Superiors. But Han Jin was different from the others; he was a cultivator. The reason for his cultivation? It was for the purpose of feathering into a fairy - to be sealed as god. It was to be with heaven and earth, along with the sun and the moon. If it wasn't to become god, what was his purpose as a cultivator?!
Yalina's words hit Han Jin in the head. He was stunned as he didn't know how to react.
Yalina smiled and threw the magic book to Han Jin. Then, she walked away and said, "The book was written by a madman by the name of Richard. He had even died in the madhouse. Hehe... you better not believe his rubbish. There are only seven elements in the world; why would there be eight? It's just..." Suddenly, Yalina's body froze and turned around bit by bit. She stared at Han Jin with a face full of shock.
"What's wrong?" Han Jin asked. He was dumbfounded while seeing Yalina walk towards him fiercely as if he were an enemy.
Yalina continued walking and only stopped when she was directly in front of Han Jin; their bodies were almost stuck together. She stared at Han Jin and whispered, "Tell me, is there really an eighth element in this world?"
"What?" Han Jin was even more confused. A moment ago, Yalina had scornfully said that the author was a madman, and now, suddenly, there was a total change in her attitude. This made no sense.
"The magic that you unleash uses the eighth element! That's why we can't sense the magic fluctuations, just like how we can't sense the presence of the eighth element! Right?!" Yalina said it clearly, word-by-word, but her tone seemed heavy. This was because the things that she was saying had subverted the roots of magic. After all, Yalina was a young magician, and was more open to accepting new ideas. If it were an older magician, they wouldn't even think in this direction, no matter how surprised they were by Han Jin.
"What are you saying? I used the eighth element?!" Han Jin asked inexplicably.
"Trying to act innocent? I'll expose you!" Yalina bit her lips and suddenly spread out her palms. "Give it to me!"
"Yalina, what's wrong?" Cessacioun walked over and saw that both Han Jin and Yalina were acting strange.
"Cessacioun, go back. It's got nothing to do with you!" Yalina said it in a commanding tone. She wasn't venting, but the thing that Han Jin had mastered was a huge secret. If Cessacioun were to come over, the possibility of getting Han Jin to reveal the secret would become even slimmer.
Cessacioun was shocked but still retreated.
"What do you want?" Han Jin couldn't help but took a step back. The distance between them was too close; he could even smell Yalina's fragrance.
"The magic crystal just now." Yalina's hands trembled with excitement. Finally! She had finally solved the mystery!! Han Jin could always easily release magic spells that she had never seen before, but she could never sense the magical fluctuation. It had always greatly confused her, but now everything was solved because of the presence of the eighth element!
Han Jin took out a fire element magic crystal from the space ring and handed it to Yalina. Yalina once again grabbed the magic book and copied Han Jin. She closed one of her eyes and then placed the magic crystal in front of her while seriously observing the book.
Yalina took a much longer time than Han Jin. She didn't know which page Han Jin had been reading, so she could only flip through the pages one by one. However, from the first page to the last, she couldn't find anything. She looked up at Han Jin in suspicion, then continued to flip the book from back to front.
Han Jin was stupefied as he looked at Yalina; he couldn't understand her intentions.
"You played me! This wasn't the magic crystal from just now!" Yalina screamed in anger.
"I... don't really remember," Han Jin said. He really couldn't remember. Just now, he had just randomly picked a fire element magic crystal. The shape of the magic crystals were almost the same; how could he differentiate them properly?
"Give it to me!" Yalina spread out her hand again.
Han Jin then took out a magic crystal that was similar to what he remembered, passed it to Yalina, and finally couldn't help but ask, "Can you tell me what you're looking for?"
"What were you looking at just now?" Yalina asked in return.
Han Jin was out of words. Obviously he couldn't say that he wanted to be god and ended up looking for the secrets in the book.
Yalina didn't respond to Han Jin and once again carefully flipped through the book. However, the result was inevitable; she found nothing.
"Why are you looking at me like this?" Han Jin smiled bitterly.
"You played me again! This isn't the magic crystal from just now!"
"Yalina, I really can't remember. Plus, both of them were fire element magic crystals and there is no difference."
Yalina looked at Han Jin sternly, trying to distinguish if Han Jin was actually telling the truth. Then, suddenly placed the magic book back into her space ring.
"That... That seems to be someone else's?"
"There are so many books here anyway; they won't notice if one goes missing," Yalina blandly said before heading up the ladder. 
"What about Edwina's longbow?" Han Jin then remembered the important issue.
"It's done." Cessacioun sighed. He really couldn't figure out what had happened between Han Jin and Yalina, especially Han Jin. Yalina's scream was really loud; Han Jin really didn't hear any of it? 
 * * *
When Yalina presented the longbow in front of Edwina, she was completely shocked; she could hardly believe her eyes. Winston had purposely vacated a room and transformed it into a dining room so that everyone could get together. All of them were present at the scene since it was during breakfast.
There wasn't anything fancy about the longbow since they had made it themselves. The two dwarfs wouldn't add on anything by themselves, so they just did exactly what Yalina had told them to. The back of the bow was painted black and other than the mysterious runes, there weren't any additional decorations, so it looked a little rudimental. The dragon's rib had now turned blue, a tint as clear as the sky, connecting the arches together. It was stretched tightly, and it looked like a ray of glimmering light.
"I hope you like it." Yalina smiled.
"This is for me?" Edwina asked.
Han Jin was also looking at Edwina. He hadn't noticed that when Yalina and him had walked into the dining room, the formerly restless Sunier had slowly lowered her head. Then, as everyone was focused on the magical bow, Sunier had quietly stood up and left.
However, Han Jin, Moxinke and the others had already become an inseparable group after going through several thrilling adventures together. Although Han Jin was sloppy and did not notice Sunier's abnormality, the others did.
Reg stood up, slowly walked towards Han Jin, and lightly tapped his shoulder. After Han Jin turned around, he gave him a look and walked out of the dining room.
"Something wrong?" Han Jin followed Reg outside and asked softly.
"You should go comfort Sunier." Reg sighed.
"Sunier?" Han Jin turned around and looked around the dining room, but he wasn't able to find her. "What happened?"
"Did you tell her to go get some rest yesterday?"
"I did; what's wrong?"
"Then, after Sunier went to bed, you sneaked out with Yalina?"
"Sneaked out... this phrase seems a little inappropriate?" Han Jin smiled bitterly.
"Is it inappropriate for you, or for Sunier?" Reg slowly said. "Anyways... yesterday, after Sunier went to bed, she suddenly remembered something and wanted to look for you. She found out that you were gone, so she alarmed all of us. Later on, we found out that the other person who was 'missing' along with you was Yalina. Heh... you can ponder upon it yourself."
Han Jin blinked and realized the seriousness of the problem.


One of the few self-cultivator who exist in this modern world; due to an unfortunate event, completely destroyed his body in an explosion. Using all his effort to save his primordial spirit, he ended up in an strange magical world and had to start all over again. From a fallen aristocrat to the Warlord of Chaos, this can no longer be summarise as legendary; this is the life of the God of War.

Prologue

Rei didn't have many aspirations in his life, he just wanted to be a author and live a happy life.

From a young age, he was infatuated with books. From literary works like «Gone with the wind» to fantasies like the «Harry Potter» series, he had read everything.

The only goal in his life was to become a author. Writing books all day and getting appreciations from his fans at night, it was his dream life.

His infatuations with books led him to work in a library. It was a great job for him, being with books all day made him greatly satisfied but it wasn't enough.

Rei didn't wanted to read books in a library, he wanted to see his books in the library.

That's why he took out his pen and started writing. He didn't have a story in his mind, he just wrote about himself.

For 6 months, he continued to write his first story for  6 months and finally submitted it in a contest.

He didn't thought he would win. Although he had gave everything to write his story, he was not confident of it.

His story was just about a boy who was bullied in school, was afraid of the darkness and whose crush had rejected him but even after those things, he always found peace when he was reading a book.

It was literally about himself just he had changed the story somewhat to make it more entertaining.

He didn't throught that such type of story would work, only people with depression will wanted to read his story.

But reality was different, before he know it, his book was getting published.

Rei was excited but he was not optimistic about the book. He didn't thought that many people will like his book.

But reality was still in his favour, the book sell like pancakes.

He was being hailed as the genius of the literature world.

Before he knew it his dream of becoming a author was fulfilled.

He was now a famous, genius author whose book was a bestseller.

So, what will Rei do next? 

It was to live his dream life!

People started recognizing him in the street Broadcast stations would ask him to appear in their shows, and he became famous at his school.

Rei loved the popularity, and the sense of respect was not half bad either. It felt like his talent was being appreciated.

The bullying was stopped, the teachers who had previously given him a blind eye began appreciating him, the girl who had rejected him became his girlfriend.

Everything was perfect but the problem was his next book.

Rei's next work was a test. After the book had reached its peak of popularity, people were divided into two opposing opinions. 

Rumors kept popping up every day. Some said that he was a genius while others said that he was a fake. 

As much as the crowd loved Rei's work, they had trouble trusting a young author.

Rei didn't pay much attention at the time. It did hurt his feelings, but he was able to remain confident.

After all, he did write the book himself. He thought he would be able to prove to everyone with the following book. He thought it would be a piece of cake for a genius. 

He wasn't entirely happy with how the writing turned out, but that had also happened with the first book. The editor was against Rei's second book, but he didn't listen.

Eventually, he rejected the editor's advice and released his work with another publisher.

That was the start of his end. His next book was a disaster.

The publicity backfired on him. From a young genius, he was now a one-hit wonder.

But he didn't gave up, he thought that just a failure was nothing. He could still make a comeback with his next work.

He thought that he just have to write from his heart but he didn't realise that his heart had changed since he got popular.

After three more books, his career was over. 

He was now a failed author instead of a genius author. 

His career was finished, his girlfriend had left him and he had spend all his money in gambling.

After that years went quickly, he lived a life of depression.

Alcohol, smoking and drugs had made him hollow from the insides but he didn't die.

His dream of becoming a author was still there but he knew it was only a dream for him.

He kept reminiscing about his glorious past but he knew he can only thought about it.

Everyday he started thinking of the reason his career failed.

Was it the stardom? No, it wasn't. It was his ego and impatient that failed him.

He was too proud back then, thinking that he was a genius but he was nothing.

He just wasted away his youth thinking that he was the best but he was only a normal person with a big ego.

'Maybe it will be different if I can start again'

Rei thought as he jumped off the terrace of a building. 

He knew his life can never be the same. He didn't wanted to live a life on the streets. 

After thinking it through, he decided to end his life. 

Every book has its end and in this way the book of Rei's life ended.

Or was it just the beginning....

'The pebbles' were earning huge fame in the public.. Bella had published a novel too under Thompson publications.. And everything were a success.. Dona was highly appreciated and became famous worldwide.. Media crowded around their home and they became rich overnight..
Bella did not let these changes affect her. She remained the same and since nobody noticed her, she was left on her own. She had always loved this loneliness, it was her best companion..
Dona was not sure of her sudden fame. She was liking it though, people recognised her wherever she went and she felt like a celebrity. Everyone took an instant liking to her too since she was charming and talked pleasingly..
She avoided most of the discussions of the novel in the media as far as possible and eligently overturned the topic to something beautiful or attractive..
This way she escaped most of the suspicions and she stood as one among the top authors, the charming and gorgeous writer..!

Peter had always been a voracious reader and his writings too had a different style attracting the mass readers.. He was picky and he could easily pick out the classics.. He expected the writer of this novel to be someone exactly like him since her writings portrayed it all.. He had a picture of the girl already in mind and he was surprised when he saw a teenager enter into the garden where he had invited Dona Jacob.. She was not at all like whom he had expected.. She was too pretty for an author who wrote such a pain-filled book.. The girl immediately recognised him and approached him excitedly.. She shook his hand childishly blushing red.. She seemed just like the others in the crowd to him.. he sighed. He had felt a strange knot with those writings which had dragged him to meet this girl, but he was deeply disappointed. To add to his misery, this girl was bragging non stop..
" Hi Mr Robinson.. !! I am a great fan of yours.. " she started, blushing still more..
" I have seen most of your interviews.. you are gorgeous in everything.. I was shocked when you called to meet me.. Should we have something to eat?.. My stomach is grumbling with hunger.. Wow! Your watch looks awesome, it should be really expensive.. It looks like an antique.."
He looked at his recently repaired watch.. The stones still looks a little misplaced but he still preferred to wear it.. The picture of that short haired girl flashed across his eye, he remembered her whenever he saw his watch, now he could control his anger at her after he had had his revenge. He never saw her after that even though he remembered the touch of her extremely light body, he had felt her floating in his arms when he had lifted her.. He knew from those eyes that she had been starving. He shook off his eyes away from the watch and faked a smile on the girl in front of her.. She had been talking to him for a long time now and he was barely hearing any of it.. 
He noticed sadly that this author girl neither mentioned about his books nor about hers in their entire conversation.. It was hard for him to picturise her as an author, she looked like a school girl who had just met her idol in her fantasy world..

He bid the girl farewell as soon as he could and left back to his home.. Even though he was top in his industry, he still had tough competitions.. He was rarely getting good works to be published for his company and he had reached his saturation with his kind of stories, with which he himself was starting to get bored.. He had strangely felt a new drive towards the work of this new author and had thought of signing her, or of buying the Thompsons.. Nothing was out of his reach.. But he really doubted her potential after their first meet...
Today, Peter drove straight to his mansion. It was rather like a palace.. He had build it five years before when his career had begun to flourish.. It was not inherited from the Robinson's,… it was something he owned from his hard earned money.. It was an old house surrounded on all sides with thick wood at the time he bought it.. He destroyed the old house to build the most magnificent building.. He rarely came there though, only when he becomes too happy or too sad or the times he needed some peace to read or write...
Today Peter was having a mixture of emotions.. And he was confused.. He went to his library.. It was one amongst the largest library with richest collections.. He had specially designed it in his home and was build completely of wood and antiques. A chimney burnt aside the huge cushioned chair which was carved in stones and were rocking in the breeze… He had opened the glass wall before the library that opened to view the seashore on one side and a beautiful garden on the other... He had not paid much attention to improve the surroundings of his house since he rarely visited there, but absorbed it's beauty through this window whenever he came over.. The garden below too was covered with wild shrubs and trees but still looked beautiful and radiant.. Climbing through the spiral stairs to reach the middle rack, he randomly chose a few books.. He had filled this rack in the past with the books that contained the most exquisite form of writings that had greatly inspired him.
Sitting on the rocking chair he went through the titles.. Suddenly his gaze struck on an old binded book.. It was a book written around twenty years ago.. He remembered reading it a few years before, when he had bought it at a bookstore.

The unfinished novel series that caught the heart of millions in the past ten years.. 

The marvelous book of an unknown author..

The name of the author was still a mistory.. The whole writing world was in hunt of this hidden writer who had suddenly stopped publishing his novel series.. The last chapter that remained unwritten haunted the readers and every effort to find the author remained fruitless till now..
Even though many had falsely tried to own the author title of the book, nobody was able to produce the original manuscript with the most sought out climax.. No one could imitate this fine author's writings..!..
Peter went through the pages of the book.. He was drawn in deeply by the exceptional work.. He felt a similar pain in this author's writing too, like that he saw in Ms Dona's novel.. and he felt it as a strange coincidence..
As he stopped at the last page, he felt himself greatly at a huge loss unable to read the climax... Like the million readers out there, he once again felt addicted to this particular book .. He read it again and again until he dozed off into the dark night..

Isabella Lawrence, a deaf and mute girl born with misfortunes right from her birth.. A bad omen.. that's what everyone called her..lost her parents on the day of her birth and ended up living with her aunt who hates her..
Her life takes a U turn when a rich and rude young man enters her life making her life more miserable.. But sending in her a shiver of love...
And how does Bella solve her father's mystery..!!
Let's walk into Bella's world...a mixture of adventure .. hatred and a silent love..❤

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