Chapter 1 : Reborn as a writer?!

'huh? Where am I? The last thing I remember is...' 'Ahh! I.. I died? Yes that's right I was hit by truck' 'then what is this place?.. it's so... Warm...' 'and why does my head hurt so badly? What's going on?'

*Blacks Out*

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System actived...

Welcome new player...

Registering player.....

Player name : Kyōryokuna Writer

Character type : Martial Writer

Character level: 0. (Baby)

Abilities : Martial writing (martial arts based on writing) intellectual (one of the smartest alive)

LOCKED(???)

'Huh?! What is this?...' 'Have I been.. Isekai'ed?' 'so this is how it feels to be Isekai'ed.. but why is it so dark? Shouldn't it be like day or something or at least I should be able to see?'

*Babies cries*

'woah.. what's happening, it's so bright now all of a sudden.. huh.. these people?'

"It's a boy! Mūn! It's a boy!" "Let me have look! Awee my little baby. Hey hey! I'm your father" "and I love you so much, Taiyō how are you feeling?" "I'm okay Mūn, but look at our baby!" "He truly is precious isn't he Mūn?" "Oh he is my love. I'll give him all the love in the world."

'So these must be my parents... Damn my mom is hot

... SHUT IT KYŌROKYUNA SHE'S YOUR MOTHER!' 'what am I even thinking... Anyways... So this is my new life' 'seems to be more pleasant than my last life from the reaction of my parents..'

"Aweee kuchi kuchu kuuu my babyyy" 'definitely more pleasant.. anyways I did see a character customization screen before I got here.. or was I tripping'

Character customization screen activated...

Character name : Kyōryokuna Writer (predetermined name. Cannot be changed. Will be actual name.)

Character level: 0. (Baby)

Abilities : Martial writing (martial arts based on writing) intellectual (one of the smartest alive)

LOCKED(???)

'woah so.. so I just say character customization menu or something? To open the menu?'

"Keyword selected for opening character customization menu is going to be 'character customization menu' please confirm" 'uhh confirm I guess' "Thank you"

'oh well... This is gonna be a heck of a story that unfolds.."

*12 years later*

So I arrived in this world 12 years ago.. I learned that this is a murim world and martial arts rules here. I am the son of a small family in the eastern side of the martial continent named the writers. I know I know not the most creative of names. But let me give you a brief history of our family name. Long ago when martial arts was first discovered two types were found.. 1. Classical martial arts or the martial arts where hand to hand combat is used

And 2. Martial writing where your pen is used instead of the hand to create sort of I guess you could say spells. So the martial world split into two the classical martial art practicers of the west and martial writers of the east. They fought over power for a long time until it was decided that both were equals and a piece treaty was formed, from there many sub categories of both martial art forms were found, in order to become martial writers you need extreme literary knowledge about things. And our first family member being a man of letters founded our family, all though still a small family it's cozy but I don't wanna be stuck cause of that, I wanna make a big name for my family so my caring mother and sweet father can live the lives of their dreams.

"Kyōryokunaaa! Come backk! It's time for breakfast you have to attend martial writers school todayy" "Coming motherrr!" That's Taiyō, my mother whose calling for me now she's wearing a nice little pink dress reaching her legs, she's one of the most beautiful women in the country. "What's up kiddo!" That's guy in a cowboy looking dress is my dad Mūn, trust me he may look like a cowboy but he's one of the top students of his time, he has a lot of knowledge and most of all he loves me a lot "nothing much dad just excited for martial school!" "Yeahh, I remember my first day.. ahhh good old memories." That's the time of when he was respected by all and not down played because he was a prodigy. Nowadays truly he's just the head of a small family with one branch family.

"Alvis could you please get Kyōryokuna to school, I have work at the martial association head quarters today" "Yes sir, do not fear I will take master Kyōryokuna safely and soundly to martial school" the man bowing down, that's Alvis our personal butler. He's a great guy he taught me a lot of things like cooking and cleaning things.

"My baby please take care of yourself for at martial school, it's your first day after all" "I will mother don't worry!" 'I wonder how martial school will be I have been waiting for martial school for years, finally I can learn a actual martial arts and level up myself.

'character customization menu'

Player name : Kyōryokuna Writer

Character type : Martial Writer.

Character level: 2. (Child)

Abilities : Martial writing (martial arts based on writing) intellectual (one of the smartest alive)

Cleaning (a necessity) cooking (a necessity) LOCKED(???)

Specially abilities : LOCKED (???)

Level 2 in 12 years. Not the best but it's the best I could do in the past 12 years inside of the manor. Finally I get to leave and experience the outside world and also gain levels to make myself more powerful.

I look at Alvis signaling I'm ready to leave as soon as possible, Alvis looks back and nods his head, I run to room to get ready, I wear my most elegant outfit, I get out looking like the most elegant I have ever

"My son, take care of yourself!" "Yes mom I promise I will" "Son... Learn well..." Dad said with a smile on his face he's very sweet and supportive "I will dad" I said smiling back

And finally getting in my carriage I departed from my family. Yes I did say we were a small family but nevertheless we were an aristocrat family so of course we were rich to some extent, so I really spent my days lavishly up until now. Now it's time to start training to become a martial master.

*A few hours later*

*At the entrance of Martial writers academy/school*

"Master Kyōryokuna, we're at the the academy sir." "Thank you for bringing me here safely Alvis." "It's my duty sir.." Alvis said bowing down to me as I got out of my carriage. Finally at the martial writers academy/school finally time for some actual training to become a martial writer.

"Okay Alvis this is where we depart, thank you for you service" "As you wish master Kyōryokuna." I said my goodbyes to Alvis and my other capable servants I brought along and entered into the the academy grounds. As I entered I noticed I was the only one who did not bring his servants, as every other nobel had brought their servants. But I did not care I always worked by myself and did my own chores, and in the academy I knew we'd have to do our own chores as well, so I did not bring my servants as it'd burden them to come and leave.

I did not contemplate on this any further and knew I had made the right decision this is a school a academy after all, as I stood in the crowd of nobles and big families A voice spoke up "So... You brought your servants huh?... TOO BAD THEY CANNOT COME IN!" Fires bursted out from everywhere as the mysterious person said that every noble there clearly frightened by it looked to and fro for where the voice came from... But nothing.. it was only I who realized the voice did not come from anywhere as it was merely a spell casted by someone. A written note read in the voice of the writer using 'Qui' so it could not be pin pointed to one location..

As I thought of all of this which was common sense to me the voice spoke again "Look at front!" Everyone doing as the voice said, suddenly a man appears Infront of everyone at the stage that was already set up before anyone arrived, he was old and looked very very wise it was pretty obvious he was the headmaster after all old and wise looking who else would be the headmaster? If not the headmaster then definitely the vice headmaster.

"I am the headmaster of this academy." "Hahaha" "What's so funny?" A noble asked from the crowd "that you brought your servants.. it's time for you all to.. grow a back bone.." with a snap of his fingers every servant was under a mind control spell leaving the premises of the academy, some of the nobles tried and gave up to stop their servants from leaving "It's of no use.. they're under my spell of mind control if they do not have stronger Qui than me they will leave no matter what you do..."

Finally after a few minutes of panic every servant had left and everyone had finally calmed down. "Oh grow up" "when will you grow a back bone if not now" said the headmaster with a angry face. He snapped his fingers again and 5 people appeared Infront of us. Another old man looking identical to him almost as if they were twins, a black girl woman with a strange tail? A person who looked like a commoner or more of a butler to be honest, the fourth person was wearing glasses and looked very very nerdy as if he was gonna start playing DND right now, and finally the fifth person was just looking very skeptical of us which I don't know why.

"These are the 5 greatest people of the east continent, they will be your teachers for the next 3 years, you will be taught everything from everyday necessities to psychology to practical putting them to work." "Behave yourselves the first class will be the theoretical class, it will be conducted by Miss Maya. Remember to learn everything and anything from everyone you are martial writers knowledge is your strength." The head master ended his speech and told us to be in the classroom in 10 minutes as Miss Maya got ready to teach as well I went and sat down being one of the first. I was fairly close to the teachers desk but not very very close, after all don't wanna look like a teachers pet.

After 10 minutes had past Miss Maya came into the class exactly right on time. She sat down looked at everyone and said "So everyone's here? Good. I am Maya but you'll call me Miss Maya or miss, I will be teaching you the theoretical parts of martial writing, as you probably already know martial writing is turning what you write into reality.. of course there are limits to this but that's the jist of it, now the most basic basic part of martial writing is what? Who can tell me?" No one raises there hand, just as miss Maya is about to answer I put my hand up, "yes, go on" "The most basic basic part of martial writing is knowledge, the more knowledge you have the more bigger your Qui body is and the more you can do" "Correct! Bravo mister?" " Kyōryokuna ma'am" "ah mister Kyōryokuna" "he's of course right. It's knowledge if you don't have any knowledge you're practically nothing in the martial world, even classical martial artists have to aquire knowledge to some extent in order to grow." "So, we must have knowledge about everything, knowledge is the fundamental building block for martial writing" "Now, suppose you have learned about a new fighting move, how can you incorporate it into your martial writing?" "You can write down the how the move goes from where to where he thrusts punches with how much force, and then you have to put your Qui into the thought of it becoming reality and finally if you have got enough Qui the attack turns into reality as punch the target you are aiming at." "Any questions?" "How do we know Qui our attack is going to need?" "Good question Mr Kyōryokuna, it depends on how powerful the attack will be and how complicated it is to do." "So, if all of you don't have any questions can we move on to the practical part?" Everyone stayed silent indicating a yes. "Very well then. Go outside to field your teacher should be waiting for you there."

Everyone went outside some in a rush some slow but steadily some at a medium pace, I just took my time as I didn't wanna exhaust myself as that plays a part in martial writing too. As we got out we saw the old man from before the one who looked identical to the headmaster, speaking of which we didn't really get the headmasters name either did we. "Hello students. My name Kenryoku-sha I'm the headmasters twin brother and also your practical class teacher. My brother's name is Jitsuryoku-sha he is one of the continents strongest. And I am the east continents strongest. Today you'll be applying what you learned in Theoretical class here. Which I'm guessing is some kind of attack." "Take your pen and paper and write down the attack you want to perform. Then try to imagine it as deeply as you can as much detail as you can, and then finally present what you have created Infront of me. You'll be evaluated by how powerful and versatile your attack is"

*One by one everyone showing there attack*

"Okay okay, good good. Next person please" finally it was my turn. That took so long I went to sleep literally half way through until my turn came. God now let's just finish this and go sleep. "Okay, please start your demonstration" I created something simple just for this because I didn't wanna get complicated as my Qui body was not that powerful yet, I just went with sneak attack I'd go behind the target and then poke them before ending their life by breaking their back bone while holding their mouth shut. It was pretty versatile as with multiple opponents multiple hands would do the job for me and I could easily change the back breaking with cutting a vital organ with a imagined knife.

As I went to sneak up on the moving dolls created by sir Kenryoku-sha, everyone was very wondering what I was doing only me knowing what I was doing. Finally getting as close as I could to the the doll which was very strong, as it could take on a medium to high level martial writer, the doll looking here and there for it's opponent not knowing his opponent was behind him about to execute him, just when we finally noticed me it was too late, I went in for the blow and baam! He was dead with as little noise as possible too even sir looked at the sight in shock. "What just happened?" Everyone simultaneously thought that my friend was an execution I thought with a grin.

"That boy, is interesting... That attack is versatile and can be done to many opponents at once, it's also quiet so he wouldn't be noticed in a stealth mission.. I want to talk to him, personally.." "As you wish sir" Jitsuryoku-sha left the room as the man stood their looking at me...