so this book is really about going through hight school as a trand man, they didnt have a lgbt male lead option so.

Bullying, being gay, fighting, losing loved ones, not liking who you are. These are just some of the things that messes with people and effect how they grow up. I’m writing about these using my own experience. Hope you enjoy! (First page will explain it better)

It has been a few months since I turned 4, and it is 1 month until Mina turns 4. Our parents are hoping that I awaken a quirk, to the point of looking visibly worried the more time that passes without me awakening it. I however, was not worried a bit. I assume that getting a custom quirk, and a powerful one at that, will take some time.
I have been able to do minor telekinesis, gravity manipulation, telepathy, and I noticed an increase in strength. My limits of the telekinesis is about the size and weight of an average book. The limit of what I've been able to manipulate gravity is my own body. With the telepathy, I can only hear the surface thoughts of the people in a 5 foot radius of himself. My strength is about the average 10 year old.

3rd person POV
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In a daycare, with lots of colors around the room, sat Azreal coloring on a paper in a book he brought from home. It seemed like he was doing what a regular kid would do, and was coloring inside a coloring book. Of course it wasn't the truth. In reality, Azreal was trying to write a song he was working on in his previous life, but never was able to finish it. Azreal trying to concentrate solely on his song writing didn't notice a voice behind him.
"...."
Not hearing the person, they start to get irritated. Tapping on Azreal's shoulder, to get his attention, They start speaking again.
"Hey, whatcha doin'?"
Azreal finally noticed them, due to the tapping on his shoulder. He turned around to see a little girl that looked to be around his age. She had dark black hair, forest green eyes, and pale white skin. She was wearing a green colored dress with a lighter green to accent it.
Hearing what she said, he had a brief flashback of his last life. The flashback was from an old cartoon he used to watch that had a girl who always said that. Thankfully, with the sage force, it only took a second making it seem like nothing happened on the outside.
"Sorry, I didn't hear what you said. Do you mind repeating what you said?" Azreal had to ask. He couldn't do a give me a moment, and has a short flashback to remember what was just said. Azreal hopes to be able to do it by the time he gets to U.A.
"I said, Whatcha Doin'?"She replied visibly annoyed.
"I'm just drawing in my coloring book."
"Give it to me!"
"Why?"
"Because I want to see it!"
"No, it's mine!" 'She is an extremely spoiled child.' Azreal decided.
Still wanting the book, she reached for it. Azreal kept it out of her reach, though.
"What's going on over here?" A stern voice sounded from beside them. Turning around they saw the assistant teacher standing over them.
"He's not sharing the book, and being a meanie."
"But I-" Azreal responded before getting interrupted by the teacher.
"No, Azreal, you need to learn to share the toys. Now apologize to Iana."
"..." Seeing how easy Iana got her way left him shocked.
"Azreal?" The teacher questioned.
Deciding that he won't win he relented. "I'm sorry Iana."
Hearing his defeat, Iana smiles and quickly reaches for the book. Due to Azreal being distracted by the teacher, she was able to take it.
Smiling to herself, she starts to run off, laughing. The teacher stares at Iana, discovering that she was played.
If she opens it, then it'll be very obvious, that Azreal is not a regular baby. The main problem with people thinking that he isn't normal is them believing that being smarter than others is his quirk. It will bring a lot of unnecessary trouble when he awakens his real quirk.
Reaching out wanting to get his book back, but she was just slightly out of reach. Taking a step forward, he reached for it again. This time, though, when he did, Iana dropped the book. Grabbing the book from the floor, before she can take it again, the book almost seemed to go instinctively towards him. It was closer to Azreal than it was to Iana, when he grabbed it.
'Hmm, if this is what I think it is, then I need to do some tests.'
Due to the ruckus Iana caused when trying to get the book, the other teacher noticed. "What happened over here, Ms. Zias?"
"Well..." The assistant teacher, named Ms. Zias, said.
"Ms. Zias, please tell me that you didn't judge the situation on your bias, again..."
"Well..."
"*Sigh* Just tell me what happened." The main teacher told Ms. Zias, while pinching the bridge of her nose.
"Ok. When I came over I saw Azreal here, keeping little Iana from a book. So, I intervened. I asked what happened, and Iana told me that Azreal was refusing to share a book we have, and that he was being mean to her. So, I started-" Ms. Zias was able to say before getting cut off.
"Wait, you listened to Iana only? What about Azreal?"
"I assumed he was in the wrong."
"You need to listen to others perspectives. Sometimes the boy isn't in the wrong."
"But-"
"No buts. I understand that 'He' was in the wrong, but you can't take it up with every boy, especially kids who don't even know the difference between genders, besides cooties. I'll finish up here for you, but could you keep an eye on the kids at the bathrooms?"
What they didn't know was that Azreal understood their whole conversation. 'Wow, I just thought she was one of those annoying teachers, that treats certain kids unfairly... There is no telling who a person is without getting to know them.'
Ms. Zias starts to walk to the kids who went to the bathroom, but was still able to hear the other teacher say, "I don't blame you Mia, remember that." Ms. Zias turned her head to see her teaching partner, to nod in understanding.
Azreal let out a small smile, thankfully unnoticed by the others, 'I forgive you, Ms. Zias. I won't hold a grudge on you.'
After the main teacher gave a warning to Iana to not try to steal other people's things. Azreal was able to continue to write in his book. Thankfully, there were some black pages, that he could write in clearly.
Mina came over a bit later. They were close enough in age, that they were able to be in the same class.
"Hey, Az!"
"Hey." He answered. Az is a nickname she gave Azreal when they were little because she couldn't say Azreal properly, and it just continued. Their parents think it is cute, and Azreal doesn't mind. It became her own little name for him. To be honest, he is just glad that she hasn't decided to use Azzy, that will be a big hit to the pride he has as a man.
"So," She started hearing a pause. "What are you doing?"
"I'm writing a bit of a small story."
"What is it about?"
"Well, I'm not really sure yet. I'm seeing where it takes me."
"Oh, ok. Let me know when you finish it."
"I will, Mina." What Azreal is writing is more along the lines of a song than a real story, but he is trying to write it as a song containing a story in it. If he told her he was writing a song, then she will go trying to brag about me doing it, but he would rather it be a secret.
"It is almost snack time, want to come with me to get some? I heard they are giving out brownies today!"
Letting out a chuckle, he replied, "Yeah, I heard that, too. Let's go." After hearing him, she took his arm and takes off to the snack section.

Azreal POV
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It has been about a month since that event, and there has been some discoveries. Mainly based on my quirk. It seems that when I reached for my book, I was summoning it. Well, I was in the process of summoning it. At first, I thought that I'll only be able to summon books of magic, but now, I believe I could summon any book. I'll still need to do more experimenting, but I plan on showing my parents and Mina when they come back from a celebrating day for her since it is her birthday. They let me with a babysitter to celebrate with her, I think they are hoping for her to show her quirk, while out. I mean, they hope she has more than just her mutant quirk. They did the same thing with me during my birth month, but they didn't do it for any of my others.
Right now, I am reading some of my dad's cooking books. I am hoping to find a great chocolate cake for Mina's birthday. She is obsessed with chocolate. I believe she is going to have a chocolate stash in her bag when we go to U.A. Back to the book, though. I have found a few, but there is only one that we have all the ingredients for. Thankfully, the cake that I believe Mina would like the best is the same one that we have the ingredients for.
Just then, I hear the door start to open. Coming out of the kitchen, I see Mina with a smile covering her face. She runs up to me, completely oblivious to the tired expressions of our parents that I was able to see. I can't really blame them, though. Mina is a handful, and them trying to see if she will awaken her quirk is pretty normal for parents after quirks started appearing. They just want to see the best for their children.
"Hey, Az!" She says to me when she gets right in front of me.
"Hey Mina, I was looking at some books, and I think I found a chocolate cake be can make for you."
"Really? How much chocolate does it have?"
"Well, let's just say even chocolate pudding is an ingredient..."
"YES! WERE MAKING IT!"
"Ok, ok. Let me show you the recipe first, though." After I said that, I reached towards the kitchen, and the cook book that had the recipe in it came rocketing into my hand. Opening it up to the page I bookmarked, I held it up for her to see, but she had wide eyes staring at the book in my hand before letting out a sequel, that can give anyone a headache.
"You awaken your quirk!" My mom and Mina said like I didn't even say anything about an awesome chocolate cake.
"Yep, I thought it would be a cool surprise for Mina's birthday." I said popping the 'p'. "Now, are we going to make a cake?"
"CAKE!" Mina yelled to the people across the continent.
It was safe to say, that the cake had to much chocolate for my taste, but not for Mina. I mean, adding extra chocolate to an already abundant chocolate recipe is a lot of chocolate.
The next day, we went to register my quirk. I was a bit nervous, but I have been able to increase the range of my sage force. With the increased range, I have been able to have very good information access. I am also able to implement suggestions into other people's minds. Unfortunately, it is only a slight suggestion, and people can resist it if they either have a strong mind or don't have any real desire to complete the task. I plan on using this on the doctors, who examine my quirk, so my quirk doesn't seem to strong nor to weak and lacking potential.
Arriving at the hospital for the registration, my parents look a little nervous, and keep telling me that no matter what the doctors say, I will be their little hero. I know due to hearing their surface thoughts, that they are nervous about my reaction to my quirk designation. They don't want to crush their child's dream of becoming a hero, like most parents.
Giving them a smile, we went inside.
The resignations was more of a headache than anything else. I had to use gravity manipulation of the Strength force, so that they don't find out that I weigh as much as a 12 year old. That would be embarrassing if they thought my quirk was to weigh more than normal, then I would forget about the ease of going to U.A. just based on embarrassment.
When they finish the medical side of the examination, we went to a room that looks like it was specially made for kids who could not control their quirks.
"So, do you mind showing what your quirk is?" One of the doctors that followed my family into the room. He looked like he was in charge due the other 2 following his lead.
"Ok, Azreal, show them." My father said.
I raise up my hand, and a book comes flying out of mom's bag that she brought. It was the same book that I was writing the song in. The doctors only show a little surprise, reading their minds, I find it to be because they have seen many kids display their quirks. There was even a very disturbing one, where a boy could grow any of his part of his body, and when he came in, a bobble headed disproportionate kid freaked them out.
"So, it seems like you have a form of summoning for your quirk."
"What objects have you been able to summon using the quirk?"
"What quirks do you two, the parents, have?"
They all started talking after seeing me summon the book. They were obviously happy to see a quirk that isn't rambunctious.
"Well..." My mom started, before whispering to the head examiner.
"Oh, I understand. You know that you'll have to tell him, hopefully before he becomes 8. Around that time, schools start to learn about quirks, and inheriting them." The head doctor told her quietly, but I was still able to hear. I was able to guess that she was telling him that I am adopted.
After telling the other two, the one to the right of the main examiner poorly whispered, "Do you know what his birth parents' quirks were?"
"No, we don't even know his real birthday. All we know is that his real name is Azreal Yongheng."
"Ok, Kubo, you go check on the name." After the head examiner said this, the one to his left left.
"So, what has he been able to summon so far?"
"He has been able to summon only books so far."
"Well, then I am going to classify his quirk as summoning with a limit to books. Hmm, the name could be something library..." the main examiner trailed off in thought.
"Oh, could my quirk be called something cool, like Magician's Library?" I quickly asked him.
"I don't know, we'll see."
Long story short, I was able to get my quirk called Magician's Library, but the examiners want to keep track of my quirk progress until I'm 10.
It has been a while since I checked my missions, though.
'Mission Board'
[Optional missions:
-Become a famous music producer
  Reward: unknown book knowledge
-Become a famous scientist
  Reward: unknown book knowledge
-Know true death
  Reward: unknown book knowledge
-Know true life
  Reward: unknown book knowledge
-Find the connection of the 2 worlds
   Reward: the secret behind All for One's quirk
Mandatory missions:
-Defeat All for One
  Reward: safe travel to MCU]
'Seems like nothing has changed. Wait, what does that mean?'

He was chosen by God to fix a problem, and ended up in My Hero Academia with 3 wishes.
He got adopted into a family getting a little sister named Mina, and decided to live his life to it's fullest, while not letting any harm come to the ones he calls family.

Chapter 3. Essay competition (1)

"We are going to be have a essay competition in our school next week."

When Shiki sensei announced that, the students started murmuring among themselves.

"I haven't wrote a essay for years."

"I wonder if there would be some sort of prize."

"I hope it isn't mandatory to enter. I really suck at essays."

"Can't we have a video game competition or something?"

As the students were murmuring, Shiki sensei sighed and said.

"Listen to the whole announcement, first. The contest will be mandatory for all and there would be one winner for every class and the winner for every class will compete against each other for the prize money."

"I wonder how much is the prize money?"

"It's going to be a hassle if you want to win."

"Yeah, the winner would be probably from a literature club or a book club."

"Do those kind of clubs even exist?"

"Silent!!"

With Shiki sensei shout, the students again fell into a silence. Shiki sensei again sighed heavily and said.

"I am not finished yet. The competition will be held on Friday next week and there would be no classes that day. So, you could leave after submitting your essay."

With that the students all burst into excitement. They were all troubled by the pressure of exams and hearing that, they can leave early flushed them with excitement. 

There were many students who were already making plans like going to karaoke or a movie. The essay competition had given them a opportunity to relax for a bit.

As Ren was watching the class filled with excitement, Kei tapped him on the shoulder.

"Hey, Ren what do you think about that?"

"About what?"

"Of course, the essay competition. Do you also want to finish early and hang out like them?"

Kei said as he pointed towards the group of kids happily making plans. 

"I don't know. What about you?"

"I will probably write it till the end."

"Huh, you aren't the type to write till the end. Instead of writing, you will probably read a light novel or something."

Ren said as he stared at Kei confusingly. He knew that Kei wasn't the type to take things seriously. The only things he take seriously are light novels, mangas and anime.

"Well, I thought I will give writing a chance."

"You. Writing?"

"Yeah, it's seems fun. I thought I will take something seriously for once."

"You wanted to take something seriously and you choosed writing."

"Yeah."

Ren didn't knew what to think of it. Kei was taking interest in writing suddenly. He was confused by this but he didn't try to ask him the reason behind this. Ren knew that everyone has their own secrets.

"You are acting weirdly these days."

When Ren heard Kei's words, he was somewhat startled. The last thing he want was anyone finding about his identity.

"....You think so?"

Kei nodded his head at Ren's words and said.

"Yeah, you have been slightly weird these days. It's like you got somewhat mature suddenly."

"Maybe, it's just your imagination."

Kei shook his head at Ren's words and said.

"No, it isn't my imagination. You are suddenly taking interest in books. Previously, you only read some light novels but now, I see you reading those literature books everytime. You even had a smiling expression reading those."

"I have just taken a sudden interest in books."

"I think it's more than just a sudden interest. Are you thinking of going to a literary college or something."

"Literary college?"

Hearing the word literary college, Ren suddenly thought of the time when he used to study in the literary college.

It was also the time when his first book was released. He had suddenly gotten famous in the campus and everyone had started recognising him.

Professors had started giving him attention and they always looked at him with smiles. He had also gotten popular among the girls.

His popularity was so high that the campus queen had confessed to him and they had started dating. Of course, the relationship between them didn't last long and they broke up after a year but it was a time of his life that Ren can't forget.

It was the start of his fame and his destruction. How could he forget about that.

"Ren, Ren, are you even listening to me?"

"Ha, sorry, I was just thinking about something."

Ren quickly broke out of his stupor when he heard Kei's voice.

"Do you want to visit the bookstore later? I wanted to buy a book on essays."

"Ah, sure, I wanted to buy some books too."

Ren answered with a smile on his face. He don't know why but he was now looking forward to the essay competition.

* * *

In the staff room of teachers, Shiki sensei sighed as he soon as he sat down in his seat.

"Are you worried about something? Shiki sensei."

Shiki sensei turned his head towards the voice and noticed that the one who asked the question was Hinata sensei who was a chemistry teacher.

"It's nothing. I am just worried about that kids nowadays are more interested in video games than books."

"Hahaha, Isn't that obvious. Teenagers nowadays are more interested in games and movies than books."

Hinata sensei said with a laugh. She was a young female teacher who was still in her 20s. So, she could better understand the students mentality.

"Is it about the essay competition?"

Another teacher asked and Shiki sensei just nodded at that.

"Times are really degrading. When I announced in my class that there will be a essay competition, all the students were just happy about the fact that there would be no classes. No one seems to care about the competition."

This time it was Sato sensei who spoke. He was the oldest teacher in the school and was nearing his 50s. 

"It was the same in my class."

"Me too. They really don't care about the essay competition."

"They are just happy that they will be able to leave school early."

Hearing the conversation several teachers shared their grievances and sighed. They were upset that students were more interested in leaving school early than the essay competition.

"Nakai sensei must be feeling bad."

Hinata sensei said as she looked at Nakai sensei who was silently reading a book in the corner.

Hearing her words, all the teachers looked at Nakai sensei but he didn't say anything and just continued to read his book.

For him reading a book was more interesting than a conversation.

"Yeah, Nakai sensei, you even pushed for the essay competition. Aren't you feeling bad that students aren't interested in it?"

A teacher asked him but Nakai sensei still didn't answered. He was still focusing on his book.

All the teachers just sighed seeing his behaviour. They all know that Nakai sensei wasn't the talkative type.

He was the literature teacher and it's been five years since he had started teaching in this school and his behaviour and attitude hadn't changed at all.

Although his attitude had pissed some of the teachers but they do not do anything as he teaches well and do his work diligently. It was just that he was more interested in reading books.

After sometime, Nakai sensei finally put down his book and smiled while looking out of the window.

"I wish there can be someone who can surprise me in this competition."

He muttered under his breath and continued to smile while looking outside the window.

Fame, wealth, prestige, genius, destruction, despair, loss and failure.

Those are the eight words which describes Ren's life completely.

He was hailed as a genius but his arrogance led him to despair. From a genius, he became a failure.

He was just struggling with his life when fate gave him a second chance.

Now, what will he do after he found himself waking up in another world.

Being near water with Judi and Jain (like bathroom) is a pretty hard since they are extremely fond of water and loves to trash up the whole place with it, unless they are with mom she know how to keep her hyper active kids on line, she has also wrote a book which she keeps as a treasure the book was about how ti keep her children behaved, she keept the book in her cupboardbecaus, one day me and Lena snuck into her room and red the book ( which we were not allowed to read by the way...she didn't want us to know her tricks and secret)  she noted every single detail about her kids  and different ways to make them shut their mouths and behave properly, there was pages written about each child and obviously Judi and Jain broke all three oh our record and had the highest number of pages written about then in the book. These kids are so naughty that mum was running out of pages and was still on writing. On the first page of the book was her name and as we turned I saw that my name was the first to appear, my name was written in big words at the top and at the bottom it said weakness and it read that my childhood weakness was my dear drawings she knew I would do anything to protect them and what do you mean instruction manual to keep your child in control! nobody  dose that! there were ten pages written about me things that make me anger(like badly flipped omlet), sad (like badly flipped omlet....)exetra. The second heading was Lena, she was pretty confident that she would have less pages than me but she was wrong she had twenty pages I directly went to the things that made her angry and me going directly to that page made her angry.....then we moved on to George and he had twenty-five pages (that was kinda obvious) the things that made him sad and angry were mum not letting him play and mum telling him to study but Judi and Jain's weakness were no where to be found, "I think mum is still researching about it" Lena said and I agreed, but the interesting part is that me, George, Lena whole combined could only cover a quarter of the book and on the other hand Judi and Jain had finished the book and had forced mum to start a new one, poor mum she is going to have a hard time with them....

         
Tyra's P.O.V
          "hey,Tyron over here" Liam yelled across the cafeteria to Tyron "when did we start bringing random new kids to our table Liam" Nixon asked.Nixon is Nicole's cousin and Liam's best friend we've all been bestfriends since kindergarten now we're in our senior year of high school not just seniors but also as most movies label it the cool kids, it's not like the normal plot arrangement for cool kids where girls are cheerleaders and the guys are football champions,ours is made up of the school president that's Nixon,son of multi-millionaires and young and proud owner of succesful gaming company,Liam,three times olympics gynastic winner,Nicole and me the young teenage actress who's taking a break from her career to focus more for college.I know we don't bully people but we're a tight clique so we just don't people sit with us like there part of us.
"he's not a complete stranger we met him during first period too bad you weren't there you had to see Tyra, she was acting hysterical"Nicole said as she watched me give her a scowl, before I could counter her attack tTyron arrived."hey is this seat free?"I looked at him he meant the space next to me "um yep have a seat" I said as I carried my bag that was taken the space"so are all of you coming to my party?"Liam asked as he took a bite out of his fries"sure but what of Nixon?"Nicole asked "sure including him that's if he wants to come?".Everyone including me faced him he then nodded and said sure "alright everyone is coming,so the party starts by 9:00"
  three hours later 
     "so Tyra are you up for a slumber party,that is after Liam's party ends since your mom will be away"Nicole asked as we walked back home.My mother is a flight attendant so she's usually not at home so she lets Nicole stay at my house to have someone to talk to "sure why not, tell Nixon to come pick me us up by 8:30 remember Liam told us to come earlier for us to finish our science project""ok just lemme send Tyron  Liam's address,see you later"Nicole said as we parted ways to our respective houses.
                       HEY SWEETIE SORRY I HAD TO LEAVE BEFORE YOU ARRIVED IT WAS AN EMERGENCY FLIGHT I'LL BE BACK TOMORROW XOXO."uhh"I sighed as as I threw the note into the bin and went up to my room,fortunately I had no assignment so I had all the free time in the world to continue my novel I stopped at my main character jade looking at the shadowy guy so I had to describe him,after writing the description I noticed that I unconsciously described the man as Tyron and even wrote his name after the description."i guess he's still in my head" I muttered as I got up to go and have a drink.It was 8:00 now and I finally decided to wear a camo printed jacket with black skinny jeans.I then decided to text Nicole to make sure she reminded Nixon; as I texted her i got a text from my mom telling me to clean the attic tomorrow so I went to check out the condition of the attic.It was bad I wondered if we ever cleaned this place last week but we did.I looked at all the boxes giving myself a mental reminder to throw some old things out.I was about to go back to my room  to wait for Nixon before a book at the end of the attic caught my attention I picked it up and blew the dust from it,it was pretty old certainly not even from the twentieth century"skin book" i read out as I looked into the first page then i took it downstairs with it to take a better look at it surprisingly all the pages were still firm and looked new only the outside looked old as I looked at the last page there was a writing in another language it said "muna atlaga" i have no idea what language it is.as I continued to look at the book I hear a car honk outside and Nixon's voice calling me.it was already 8:30 so I grabbed my bag and left the wierd book on my bed before leaving

Tyra was a normal girl with a love for writing and dancing,her best times are spent with her bestfriend 
Nicole and soon her boyfriend Liam but everything takes a strange turn after getting a book from a mysterious store.Shortly after,she discover a new love for writing horror stories unknown to her that her new love is simply the possesion from a strange entity.
  It wants something dangerous  from her.It's freedom

Translated by: ShawnSuh
Edited by: SootyOwl

When the first years returned from the library, there was a small change in the science room. Next to Mr. Moon, was a mound of crumpled up graph-like paper that came up to his calves.

"We're the Literature Club for god's sake. We should at least be writing on Korean manuscript paper."

Mr. Moon distributed the sheets of paper to each member. Juho saw the red squared on the paper in front of him and thought, 'It's been a while.'

"You all know the writing format for this paper, right?"

"Just barely."

"That's true. It's really tricky to understand, especially when writing a citation page."

The kids were staring at their sheets of paper as if they had never seen them before. Mr. Moon encouraged them and began to explain things, "What do you think the reason is for leaving the first square blank when starting a paragraph?"

He stopped for a brief moment and went on to answer his own question, "So, it looks neat."

The kids appeared unsatisfied with Mr. Moon's answer.

"A piece of writing exists to be read. Moving down a line when starting a new paragraph or dialogue is for this very purpose. It enables the readers to read more comfortably. If everything was stuck together back to back, it'd be impossible to read. So, you switch over to the next line and skip a square. Then, what do you think you should do when the dialogic sentence starts to get longer?"

Sun Hwa thought briefly, and answered carefully, "Go to the next line?"

"Why?"

"So it looks better."

"That's correct."

She was truly like an exemplary student. Even while Mr. Moon was explaining punctuation, arabic numerals and spacing in the English alphabet, he emphasized repeatedly that writing existed to be read. Manuscript paper, according to him, was like a well-decorated cake.

As the students slowly began to come to grasp how to write using the manuscript paper, Mr. Moon explained the mission he had previously given. He revealed why he had sent everyone all the way to the library in the middle of club activities.

"Do you guys know what a transcription is?"

"We've heard of it, but it's definitely not something you hear everyday," Bom answered. The others must have felt no different.

"How about copying?"

"We've heard of that, mainly when I got in trouble with my teacher," Seo Kwang said playfully, as if he was reminiscing to a time when he had been caught.

"They mean the same thing. From now on, you guys are going to be transcribing the book that you checked out from the library."

"We're copying them?"

The word 'copy' had an unpleasant connotation. As Seo Kwang had said earlier, the word was often associated with warning statements. A student could get into a world of trouble with the teacher for copying his friend's homework. 

Mr. Moon took a deep breath and started speaking, "The copying we're about to do is for practice. It's a commendable deed. You guys might not be aware, but you'll find this often when a famous author is being interviewed: 'I've transcribed the work of an author I respect the most.'"

It wasn't clear who he was imitating, but Juho understood what Mr. Moon was saying. For the would-be novelists, transcription was something they tried at least once. It was a natural occurrence. For anybody who aspired to be a novelist, even without being told, if he or she was human, there would be at least one or two authors he or she admired. When memorizing the names of every single book written by an author and reading their work repeatedly no longer satisfied one's heart, one began to copy the author's writing.

'I want to be able to write like this person. I'm jealous of everything this author has. I'm mesmerized by his writing.' It was a heart like that that motivated them to move their hands, so that they could turn their idol's talents into their very own.

"One thing to be mindful of when you're copying is to not do it in a hurry. You have to follow the intention of the author as-is. In order to do that, you copy every character down to every single punctuation."

"Yes, Mr. Moon."

'That's right.' Something any would-be novelist tried at least once. For that reason, Juho didn't have experience with transcription. His first full-length novel had been his debut work, which meant that he couldn't be considered to be an aspiring novelist.

Juho opened his book, 'The Winter,' written by Hyun Do Lim, and started with a narration of the protagonist reminiscing about his past. He was an old man, well past his sixties and was an unwavering and stubborn person. He had declared to his family that he would not be joining them on a family trip that had been long-due. After all, his wife and child had left him behind.

Left alone, the old man spent time going through various emotions and eventually came to recognize the three brothers living next door. They always played near the old man's house. He spent time listening to their conversations. Soon, the eldest among the three got bullied by the other two, and the old man believed that the two were doing the right thing. He found himself in a good mood. Then, the old man received a call and discovers that his family had been tragically killed. Finally, the old man looked into the mirror and ended his story.

Juho looked around. Mr. Moon was gone and Seo Kwang was distracted, reading instead of writing. Sun Hwa and Bom were working hard on transcribing their books. So, Juho slowly copied the content of his book. It was the scene when the old man declared his solitude after sending his family away.

Although their deaths were yet to be known by the old man, he lethargically reminisced about his life. That perilous tone itself was foreshadow. It was quiet and lonely and it was consistent from the beginning and to the end of the novel.

As he copied the novel, Juho felt down for no apparent reason. He was experiencing the extreme emotions that existed in midst of silence. It was different from merely reading. It was blatant and uncomfortable. 

He put down his pen for a brief moment. After taking a short break, he asked Baron, who was in the middle of drawing, a question, "What are you drawing Baron?"

"A book illustration."

He gave Juho a short answer, and Juho looked closer and saw the printed images. There was a character with a playful expression holding a rice paddle in one hand. He appeared to be Nol-bu. Aside from the character, there were also the drawings of a freckled girl in a dress and a kid with a runny nose. 

It was artwork to be inserted in between the pages of a novel.

Though the genre was different, Baron seemed to be participating in a form of copying. 

In his case, he wanted to be able to draw better. Overhearing the conversation, Seo Kwang poked his head in, looked at the drawings and asked, "When did you start drawing?"

"When I was young. I went to an art institute instead of kindergarten."

"So, it's been a while."

Baron shrugged without saying much. He seemed to be putting even more distance between himself and the other club members. Juho recognized that and no longer tried to talk to him. Although Seo Kwang was someone who knew when to push and when to pull away, he too no longer tried to interact with Baron. Sun Hwa was glaring fiercely at the guys as they talked. Soon, there was only the sound of friction between pen and paper.

As soon as the members finished transcribing about seven pages, the bell rang and indicated the end of club activities.

The next day, Bom made a move to convince Baron to give her a sample of his writing. Unlike Sun Hwa previously, Bom had been discrete. 

"So, it's a bribe?"

"Not exactly."

"Wouldn't it have been better if you handed it to him in person? It won't do anything if the receiver doesn't know the giver."

"I felt weird about handing it to him in person."

Bom couldn't gather her words between Sun Hwa and Seo Kwang's discussion. Apparently, she had come to school early and gone into the empty second year classroom to leave a bag on Baron's desk. The bag was filled with other bags of chips and cookies. 

'When did she find the time to watch Baron eat?' Juho thought to himself, impressed by her.

"Does this mean you can demand a written note from Baron as he munches on your chips and cookies? 'I'll take your writing as payment.'?"

"What?" Bom was startled by Juho's words.

"What's the matter? Didn't you give Baron all those snacks to get him to write something for you?"

"It's true, but I don't feel confident about speaking to him directly."

"Do as Sun Hwa did, as if you were blind."

"Who's blind?"

"That's even worse."

As Sun Hwa appeared, Bom expressed a strong denial to Juho. At the end, Bom wasn't able to ask for anything, so she had left Baron a gift without even revealing her name. Despite Seo Kwang's frustration over her generosity, that was the extent of her effort.

As if left with no choice, Seo Kwang shook his head and said, "Very well. I'll tell Baron while I'm on it!"

"Huh?"

He must've had a plan.

"What is it? What are you planning on doing?" Sun Hwa asked.

"Hold on to your hats."

After seeing his confident display, Juho had already lost interest. Ignoring the insincere response of the crowd, Seo Kwang kept on, "If you want something from a person, then you should prepare something he wants."

"Duh! That's obvious."

That was why Bom had given all those snacks to Baron, like Robin Hood.

"Then, there's one question left. What does Baron want?"

"Snacks?" Bom answered timidly, and Seo Kwang gestured at her answer. 

"Snacks are good, but I have something more delicious in my hand."

"What is it, chocolate?" Sun Hwa answered in a lukewarm manner. 

Realizing that Seo Kwang wasn't going to stop anytime soon, Juho took out a book from his bag. It was 'The Winter,' the book he had checked out of the library for transcription, and he thought to himself that he'd read it again from cover to cover as he transcribed it. 

"I found a clue for the author who wrote 'The Trace of a Bird.'"

Juho's hand stopped in its place.

"Are you serious?"

"Where did you find it? Tell us!"

'He can't possibly be talking about me,' thought Juho as he slowly put down his book. In contrast to his calm appearance, his mind was working frantically. 

Yun Woo. Identity. Clue. There hadn't been any updates from the editor either.

"Whoa! Control yourselves."

"Did Baron read the book too?"

"I saw it with my own eyes."

Juho had seen it too. The book Baron had read on his first day of club activities had been 'The Trace of a Bird.' He still remembered the expression on Seo Kwang's face when he saw the book in Baron's hand. He looked like he was about to wrap his arm around Baron.

"How do you know that he's a fan of the author though? It's weird to make an assumption like that just because he was reading the book."

'That's true,' Juho agreed silently. There was no proof that Baron was obsessed with the author simply because he had read the book.

As if he was mocking Juho and Sun Hwa, Seo Kwang clicked his tongue and said, "Since he's read the book, it'd be impossible for Baron not to be curious about the author." 

"You know, not everyone's like you just because they're a fan."

"Who said anything about a fan? I'm simply saying that he'd be curious. Imagine you found $10,000  on the street. Wouldn't you think about who it belonged to? It would too big of an amount, so you wouldn't be able to celebrate either. You'd stay up all night deciding whether you should take it to the police or not. 'The Trace of a Bird' is just like that."

"What the heck are you talking about? How can book and money be the same?"

"You know, I can't help but notice that you've been commenting on my analogies."

Seeing how the two were starting to digress, Bom chimed in. She was curious about the clue Seo Kwang had found on the mysterious author, "Seo Kwang, did you find out who the author of 'The Trace of a Bird' is?"

"Yes, that's the main focus."

Seo Kwang cleared his throat and lowered his voice. The room felt hushed, and he pulled out a piece of paper from his chest.

"So, I ran into something really interesting on a blog."

"Show us."

Standing behind Sun Hwa holding Seo Kwang's piece of paper in her hand, Juho read the note faster than anyone else there. The first thing that caught his eyes was the title. 'Revealing the Identity of Yun Woo, the Author of 'The Trace of a Bird.'" 

The intent was quite provocative.

<A Clue Regarding an Identity> The End

Yum Woo is the youngest author in history to enter the literature world. His debut work was a massive hit but this success was short lived for the unprepared.

A miraculous second chance comes his way one day.

This is the beginning of that journey.




 Heaven's Hammer !



Hi out there in the wide wide world! This is the author and this is the first novel I have ever published. This book is for adults that's why they are rated M for Mature but what I'm writing is closer to restricted, so if you let your kids read this Book they are going to grow up real fast, YOU ARE WARNED! Expect the breaking of all ten commandments and everyone of the 7 deadly sins. I am at home because of Covid 19 and board out of my mind so this is what happens when I have idle hands LOL LOL! As for sum of the comments on the first few chapters of this novel to be frank if you don't like it don't read it! What I find funny is that some of you think that GOT is this supposed masterpiece of writing when really it is mostly a book for sadists. If you don't know that than read all the books from Mr Martin cause under age **** and murder seam to be his M.O. IF YOU WANT TO TROLL GET A LIFE! Or better yet make your own novel so we can read your take on Fan Fiction LOL! Cheers! 

It was all a lie! He found out after he was dead! He was raised as a hog for slaughter in the name of "The Greater Good".  Betrayed by everyone he loved and sent to his death in the name of duty. Now given a new chance by Death to save a world! I am Harrison James Potter, The Chosen One, The-Boy-Who-Lived, Master of Death and Heaven's Hammer of God. Their will be no second chances or mercy this time!!!

*****

PRESENT TIME, RECENT YEAR OF APOCALYPSE

Eden had woken up over something and then she blinked blearily and rubbed her eyes before she noticed that she heard the two kids playing with the little puppy as it yapped and barked playfully and the children gleefully laughed, and she got off the bed inside the tent she's sleeping in and went out to see them.

She brushed herself off as she looked over and smiled on seeing them play in the rooftop with the adult mother wolf-dog watching over them and guarding them. The mother dog turned her head to Eden and barked once before going back to watching the young ones.

Eden watched them play for a moment while she cooked them their food before she finished and called them over.

They stopped the two kids and the puppy excitedly ran to her with the adult dog slowly following behind as Eden set up and served their meals in plastic plates and hand them over.

To the dogs, she put down two bowls for them and all of them ate their breakfast.

Eden eats slowly as she watched with fond smiling eyes at the children happily eating their fill, despite that there are some of the ingredients like veggies they don't like.

Fortunately, it looked like the kids aren't picky eaters. After they ate, Eden directed them to go downstairs and told the kids to clean up and they did with the dogs following the little boy and girl, and Eden was left behind to clean up the mess.

After she had done cleaning up she went on downstairs to check on the others. When she did, she smiled that they are finished bathing themselves and were trying to wash the dogs as well.

The mother dog was calm as the boy washed her, but the puppy isn't as the girl tried to stop its vigorous wriggling when she tried to rinse its soapy body with water.

Eden laughed a little and went to help out the little girl, holding the puppy firmly in her hands as it whined a little and the little girl then poured the water on the small dog, finishing the task.

After cleaning and bathing, Eden led them to the empty room where she had the kids sleep on before, making it a second bedroom for the kids, dogs and her, and then she got the kids to sit down as she took a random book from a nearby shelf, she had brought from one of her supply runs and then read them a story.

The kids listened attentively with the dogs beside them and before Eden was about to finish the short story-book, the two kids were instantly asleep, napping on the flat and fluffy blanket-like mattress for them to sleep in the new bedroom while she was reading aloud.

Eden smiled at the sight before she reached for her journal to write another entry, while she watched over the napping kids, the two dogs lay down by her feet beside her, relaxing quietly as she wrote.

*****

JOURNAL ENTRY: DAY UNKNOWN, 10TH MONTH OCTOBER, YEAR 2XXX

Hey, it's me, Eden, again.

Time passed by so fast for me after almost three months later, that it's amazing and surprising it did. But considering that I got new house-mates and family with me, it's no surprise at all that I lose track of time.

Still, I had forgotten about writing it down on who are the survivors that I had rescued and brought to my home in Safe Haven.

The wolf-dogs are the mother Luna and the little puppy Archer that I named them. While the two kids I saved were the boy Michael and little girl Annie.

The whole new routine I had to make for all of us to survive in this life, staying in the zombie-infested city was not much of a big deal. The only changes were that I needed more supplies, food, water, and necessities for the children and dogs.

I had all of them stay at Safe Haven, despite the kids had protested over me leaving them alone while the puppy whined, but the mother dog was calm as it obediently stayed and stood guard over them. I managed to reassure them that I will come back safe and sound and that I'll just be bringing them more food and water. It took a little while for the children to finally accept my argument and then I left, but I did it at a fast pace so that the kids wouldn't get agitated and worried if I'm gone for too long.

Fortunately, I've been saving up gas for the armored car in the case in the plans to leave the city and hid it away out of sight from any car-jackers. I used it to do my supply trips faster so that I wouldn't have the kids I have in my care about me always.

It didn't take long for me as it lasted about a week for me to stock up more on food, water, and supplies for my new family and then the kids and dogs were happy that I decided we're going to stay a long time in Safe Haven until the time comes that we all need to leave.

I sorted everything all out again and using more of the empty rooms to store the many more supplies I had brought to the building. With a little help from the children, it didn't take long for everything to be neat and tidy and all the supply and food stocks sorted out.

Right now, I'm here with the kids having their naps beside me in a second bedroom I had made up inside the Safe Haven, to protect the kids from sight and weather conditions. Then I'm going to make plans and preparations for the upcoming winter season again with my new house-mates and then update and change my plans on the event the time comes that we need to leave Z-city.

For now, I'll just join in the kids in their naps and then wake up later to make them their dinner.

This is Eden, signing off until the next time again.

*****

After Eden finished writing another entry on her journal, she put it down and kept it hidden and safe in her bag and then turned to look at the children and the dogs beside them sleeping peacefully.

Eden smiled warmly at the sight before she joined them as she lies down next to Annie on the mattress, and then was about to sleep but the two kids unconsciously snuggled closer to their foster parent and cuddled against her side, making her smile again.

She wrapped an arm gently over the two kids before she closed her eyes and fell asleep.

*****

*****

I am alone.
In a Zombie Apocalypse.
I'm on a self-journey to find more survivors or trying to find a safe place.
Or I'm just living through it and surviving all by myself.
Listen to my story.
Listen or read about my survival.
It is all here in my SURVIVOR'S JOURNAL

*****

A lone survivor.
Since the beginning of the Apocalypse.
She survives through a hellish fallen world.
With nothing but her wits and a few skills that she has from her former normal life and learned throughout the apocalypse.
Listen to her tale.
Listen to what she has gone through in her survival through everything and how she managed to stay alive.
Listen or Read her SURVIVOR'S JOURNAL.

*****

"How long have you been alone?"

"Since the very beginning."

"How did you survive by yourself?"

"Nothing.  Nothing but with just my wits and a few skills and smarts that I have learned throughout everything."

"I'm surprised you're even sane and alive for so long and being alone."

"Oh, I'm not alone.  I have my journal."

*****
(Author's Note: This is a fictional story.  It is not based in real life at all.)

"Ahhh so you are upset over that? Hmm I forgot." Mian casually replied before extending her hand to fix his tie.
But before she could even touch it, Zian grabbed her hands and frowned. "You forgot? Seriously Mian? You forgot about me?"
Mian chuckled and asked, "Why are you overreacting? Isn't it normal for a FRIEND to forget another FRIEND?" 
Zian's already gloomy expression turned gloomier after hearing that. Was he really just a friend? Did Mian take him only as a friend?
Suppressing her urge to laugh, Mian controlled herself and fixed his tie and collar. "Go to work otherwise you'll get late." 
Picking up his coat, Mian helped him wear it. "Just so that you don't accuse me for not telling you anything next time, I am going out with an old friend today in the evening so I won't be joining you for dinner."
"Whom?" Zian asked.
"An old friend." Mian answered.
Zian frowned and snapped, "Mi, all your old friends are my old friends too. So if you tell me the name, I'll know."
"Stephen, I am going out for dinner with Stephen." Mian said.
Zian widened his eyes in shock and shouted, "What? Why would you go out with that creepy guy?" 
Mian pouted her lips and asked, "Creepy? But I think he is cute."
Zian fronwed and gritted his teeth, "You are not going anywhere." There was no way he would let her go anywhere with someone who always kept staring at her like a creep. 
"Why? Why can't I go out with him? He is a friend of mine too. And besides if I can have dinner with you everyday, why can't I have dinner with him once?" Mian asked.
"Because we are different." Zian retorted.
Hooking her arms around his neck, Mian asked, "And how are we different Mr Li? Aren't we just friends? Or is there something you wanna say?"
With Mian's face just a few inches away from his, Zian ears turned super red. He gulped in nervousness and started sweating profoundly. He wanted to say something but his throat felt dry. 
When Zian did not say anything, Mian smiled, patted his back and let go of him. "Have a great day at work my FRIEND."
With his super red ears and a frown on his face, Zian dashed out of the room.
At the door, he bumped into his mother.
"What happened? Why are your ears so red?" Ming asked.
Zian shook his head and said, "It's nothing mom, I'll be leavening now." before kissing his mom's forehead and leaving.
Walking inside Zian's room, Ming chuckled and asked, "Now what did you do?"
Mian sighed and pouted her lips. "Aunt Ming, your son is an idiot."
Ming chuckled and helplessly shook her head. "He is just like his father but you know how serious and head over heels he is for you right?"
Mian pouted her lips and nodded her head. "But he has to say it too. How will I know if he doesn't speak out?" 
"Give him sometime, he will." Ming knew her son was a retard just like her husband when it came to things like love confessions. She knew how crazy Zian was for Mian but he was shy prolly because he had inherited his fathers 'SHY' genes.
"Ahhh aunt Ming, why isn't he as sensible as you are. I wouldn't have to suffer so much that way." Mian complained. She knew that Zian loved her and she loved him too, they were after all childhood sweethearts but she wanted Zian to take initi and tell her how he felt for her. Well, a romantic proposal never hurts. 
Giving Mian a hug, Ming sighed, " Ohhh even I cannot wait for you and Zian to get married." 
"I know right? Tch this is too much, if your son doesn't make a move by the end of this week then I'll propose to him, drag him to the marriage bureau and threaten him to sign the marriage certificate with me. Then I'll force him to bed, get pregnant as soon as possible so that he will never be able to leave me in the future." Fisting her hand and punching the air, Mian dramatically narrated her entire plan. 
Ming let out a hearty laugh and helplessly shook her head. "You have my full support in that."
"Ah there you are and here I am looking for you everywhere." Walking towards Mian and her mother, Yumi added, "We are supposed to leave for shopping. Linyang is already waiting for us at the mall."
"Linyang is joining us too? Ahh this is gonna be so much fun." Mian excitedly exclaimed. It has been months since she had spent some time with her girl gang. 
"Let's leave fast." Yumi said.
Mian nodded her head and said, "I'll go and meet uncle Singtang before leaving." before walking out of the room.
After Mian left, Ming asked Yumi, "Honey are you alright?"
Yumi smiled and nodded her head, "Yes mom I am perfectly fine and you don't have to worry about me."
Holding her daughter's hand, Ming said, "Always remember that you are not alone okay? You have your parents, your siblings and your family with you."
Yumi smiled and nodded her head.
Patting her head, Ming added, "Things which are meant to happen will definitely happen sooner or later. But if it is not meant to happen, no matter how you try, it won't work out. I don't know whether you and Zixin- I won't force you to move on because that is something that has to come from you. It should be you who should take an initiative and move on in life. But I just want to tell you that no one's life stops for anyone. It's good that you still want to wait for him but make sure that you don't invest all your youth and time on someone who doesn't want to return your feelings back. Make sure that you don't regret this later."
Yumi smiled and nodded her head." I understand mom and I'll definitely think about it."
…..
Hey everyone :)
I hope everyone is doing well. Things are petty serious everywhere and I am sure each and everyone of you are in quarantine and are working from home. If not then please do :)
In the last chapter, I did tell you all that I will be starting a separate book for the kids(especially Yumi and Zixin) but I gave it a second thought and decided to continue writing this novel. What I mean is, I will be writing about the kids in the same novel as a continuation with each and everyone getting involved again. 
Like I know some of you wanted a separate book but I have reasons for doing this:
1) Since it's about the second generation and the first generation people will also be involved, it's pointless to start a new one. I can easily continue writing over here by adding a few new volumes.
2)The new readers don't have to go through all the trouble of shifting from one book to another. They can read the entire thing in one go. 
3)More convenient for the existing readers as well. You don't have to add an extra book to your library. 
4)Lastly I don't think so I can handle the pressure of publishing a new book and then promoting it everywhere. So it's better and easier for me if I continue writing what I have ready. 
So these are the reasons why I decided to add volumes instead of starting a whole new book. And I think it's convenient for everyone. 
The new schedule for this novel will be: 2/day.
I have already changed the status of the book from completed to (on-going).
Let's put some life to this novel which has been dormant for quite sometime now ❤️ and I know we can do this. 
Let's take it high up to the rankings again and make it shine like a DIAMOND <3


Xie Ming’s world turned upside down when her sister and fiancé betrayed her. Thinking there was nothing left in her life, Xie Ming decided to put an end to it but little did she know that God had better plans for her.

 **** 

Standing in front of the cliff, Xie Ming was ready to end her life when a pair of warm and strong hands grabbed her waist.

“Do you really think ending your life is going to help?” The man asked. 

Xie Ming who was still in a daze, frowned when she heard an unfamiliar voice.

 “Instead of just ending your life like this why don’t you do something productive with it” 
Xie Ming frowned deeper and asked, “What do you mean?” 

Pulling her closer, he murmured, “Marry me.” 

…... 

This book is under editing and I just started editing the initial chapters. I was a noob when I started writing but as you read further, the grammar as well as the other things keep improving :) Happy reading ^_^ 

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