The historian said that you need to dig treasures near or along the roads, merchants, merchants, oins, robbers, travelers went along them ... you can find a lot of interesting things. We have almost no forests, but many roads. Since the time of the 8th century BC ...

... now I've been living here for 20 years ... and I found a lot of interesting things ...

it seems clear why he stayed here in the village, flashed through my head ...

Here are my findings and he casually showed his hand on the shelf where some old coins were lying in plastic bottles with ...

I found copper coins of Alexander the Great, Chinese coins of the eras of Xia, Sha, Tan, Qing, Han ... and many others, Persian, Turkish, Russian, German, French, 16-19 centuries.

There were ours - gold and silver, copper ... imperial, two empires ...

I found arrowheads, lead bullets, fragments of swords, and even twice ... an almost complete Lewis machine gun. Visibly remained since the 1920s and 30s of the last century.

I found finds in the ruins of old fortresses, caravanserais, abandoned houses on the slopes of the mountains. The finds are different ... from old books written in Arabic, to indications of silver, medals of the tsarist era, World War I ... aluminum spoons, sometimes fragments of sabers, swords ...

In general, this is our story ... I'm not a black digger, so I keep everything for the opening of the Light Mountains Museum of Local Lore. I am collecting history piece by piece, both material and non-material. I preserve the cultural heritage that young people so easily sell to foreigners for a penny. Money is not the main thing ?! Money is only a means, you need to be able to maintain your identity, culture, heritage inherited from the ancestors ...

What is interesting, the Light mountains were at one time part of the Boss empire, then the Tang empire, after which the border of the Arab caliphate ... the Turkic Khaganate passed ... then the border between the kingdom of Small-An and Tsarist Russia ... and then ... the mountains ceased to play any kind of importance ... they became inland ... for now ... once ...

... they were not found in them again ... forgotten mines ... walled up from the 13th century ... gold, silver ... and ... uranium ... then a second life began at the mountains ... until one day found a more convenient deposit in the desert ... and then the mountains forgot again ... only individual diggers, prospectors worked in mountain gorges ...

They remembered the mountains again when they began to think about ecology ... and tourism. These mountains deserve a separate book, encyclopedia, memory ... until now, these mountains remain unexplored until the end ... The "white spot" in history.

But for now, we are studying ... looking, finding!

And then you can get a great museum of local lore! Showing that these mountains have never been on the outskirts of the world, and in all ages actively participated in the trading life of Asia, Europe and Africa ...

Chinese travelers and monks passed through them in the 5th, 6th, 9th, 12th centuries ... they saw Genghis Khan ... maybe Alexander the Great, but not one hundred percent, although legends go about it. But the legends ... they have part of the truth and part of the fiction ...

Some locals pointing to the cave paintings indicate that alien ships landed in the mountains ... and point to strange drawings ... a man in a spacesuit ... although this could be anything ... how to interpret cave paintings ... few know for sure, one hundred percent. One can only guess ...

There is a tree that is at least 1500-2000 years old. Since this tree is considered ancient, and among the locals it is holy, because of their mixing of beliefs to monotheistic ... nobody will allow to explore the tree. One can only speculate ...

There is also an ancient mountain lake with the name "Tangri" .... there are many ancient ruins of fortresses and there ... how many interesting things are hidden underground? !!!!!

It's a pity that you can't use drones ... it would be easier, it's a pity that you can't use metal detectors ... well, I can, I have permission ... but I haven't received any drones yet. I sent a request, I'm already waiting for the second year ...

COMPLETED

The Silk Road ... it is inevitable the emergence of wells, caravanserais, guard fortresses, postal stations, local bazaars, regional bazaars, the emergence of new jobs:
- robbers (there were whole settlements)
- caravan guards
- changed
- merchants

Just about them and will be discussed.


About their life, tricks.

Alas, English is still the same ... there are mistakes, I am sure of it.

I hope over time I will be able to fix them.

I just wanted to share information about such an interesting topic as the history of the development of the Silk Road.

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And also a series of stories about treasures, treasure hunters.

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This is a work of art. Any resemblance to real people or real events is purely coincidental.

The cheongsam dress had a pure style which matched the 1920s' old Shanghai dance hall style.
This gown, however, was not the traditional cheongsam but a fusion of the Chinese and Western elements.
She looked astoundingly splendid in it.
With it retaining the traditional elements—mandarin collar, slit, hem, expensive fabric, and embroidered floor-length skirt, this version of the cheongsam was one of a kind. While the knee-length slit diminished much of its provocativeness, it made the gown look more majestic.
Its hollow design, adopted between the neck and clavicle, allowed her fair skin and sexy collarbones to peek through the fabric, which fully brought out the allure of Oriental beauty.
Her fair shoulders and slim arms were also accentuated by this gown's sleeveless design.
Every stitch of the gown's embroidery was handmade and brimming with aristocratic magnificence.
The knee-length slits were somewhat modest since they only vaguely revealed her fair legs, yet this was enough to send people's hearts fluttering!
The form-fitting dress perfectly showed off her excellent body lines, making her appear more exquisite and stunning from afar.
Not every woman could bring out the beauty of the cheongsam.
While this gown made her look less youthful, nonetheless, it enhanced her elegance, magnificence and timeless charm.
Women could be likened to flowers; they were similar to the winter plum blossoms, aloofly appreciating themselves but also haughtily and elegantly watching time passing by.
In lieu of her inherent purity, this outfit made her appear more mature and possess a seemingly timeless charm.
Her manager was frustrated at himself for making the wrong judgment!
This outfit was not at all inferior to Mr. Gong's ink-and-wash gown in any way!
Beautiful!

How beautiful!
For a moment, he was at a loss on how to describe her beauty!
Not even Mu Yazhe expected his woman to suit this gown so well. She was so beautiful in it that he could not take his eyes off her.
Her alluring and glamorous beauty assaulted him.
He felt, right there and then, his body tingling hot.
He could not help letting his imagination roam at the sight.
Men actually loved women with vicissitudes and forbidden allures!
However, he preferred that this beauty was his to enjoy alone!
Sensing his increasingly burning gaze on her, Yun Shishi shyly fiddled with her skirt and asked the man out of curiosity, "What do you think of my outfit?"
He came back to his senses at once and advanced closer to her.
"What do you think?"
The man leaned over and extended his arms to her, trapping her in his embrace. His thin lips then whispered into her ear, "My body has gotten hot and bothered just from looking at you, so do you think it's nice?"
Her face instantly flushed. "…Hey!"
She could not resist pushing him. "Stop messing around; can you answer my question seriously?"
"I'm answering you in a very serious manner."
"?"
With a burning gaze, he enunciated, "You look good in it."


She became a surrogate mother in exchange for over a million yuan.

As the esteemed CEO of the most powerful Empire in the capital, he holds absolute power, while she is just an adopted daughter to a family of lowly status. She agreed to bear him his offspring, simply because her adoptive father's business was failing.
 
On the day of her delivery, the elder brother was born healthy, but the younger one was stillborn. Having fulfilled the contract, she disappeared from his sight along with the astronomical sum of money. 


Six years later, he is still that arrogant and high-profile CEO. When she accidentally gets embroiled with him again – like a canary trapped in his cage, he closes in on her. “Woman, do you think you can escape from my clutches?!" 

However, he does not expect a little kid to interfere; the boy pompously points his little finger at him and warns, “Mu Yazhe, you’d better leave her alone! She's mine – this baby's woman!” 

The man is alarmed, simply because the little kid's facial features are identical to his...

Tags: Adorable Child, CEO, Sweet Romance, Scheming, Wealthy Aristocrats, Fluff, Two-faced, Child, Rich and Powerful, Treachery

*Attention all players, a new game mode will be implemented soon. All NPC employees will be moved to this new game mode. Servers are up for taking. Good luck. *

Squeam had plenty of connection routes to its mental space, and it was an almost infinite space in the first place (requiring only programming), so it wouldn't ever re-write the game with patches. 

Rather, it would simply move the game to a new place inside this space, while letting the old world behind. 

This way, the old world would keep existing, all game avatars and etc as well. The old world, by its time, could then be purchased from Squeam, piece by piece or whole. 

These old worlds were already a main sensation amongst youthful, prodigal sons, since they would become rightful owners and could do whatever they wanted there - like re-building the world from zero or something like that. 

Also, since the game would have been sold, Squeam wouldn't be in control of it at all, or responsible for what happened there. It would charge a heavy monthly fee for the usage of its mind-travelling devices and dedicated connection, so, most of the cases, people wouldn't buy the world whole, but rather pieces of it - creating bizarre places were in one side you had a futuristic city and in the other a bustling jungle. 

There were more than a few of these worlds already, as Squeam had launched 30 new versions of the game so far, but few remained in their original owners' hands. 

Once someone was seen doing criminal things on these worlds, and that happened a lot, especially with low-scale drug and vr-drug dealers, as long as the law dictated so, Squeam would cut the connection from the responsible owner and, usually, re-claim the world for itself based on Contract Policies.

Sometimes, however, the Law dictated that the perpetrators' possessions should be given to the government, specially if they didn't had enough money on hand, so the world would be given to the government.

Many governments had small worlds for themselves already, without even the need to pay for them upfront. They just needed to wait until a small criminal syndicate brought one and then seize it for themselves. 

Of course, that didn't mean that these governments knew how to use these little worlds. The problem with governments is how slowly they move and adapt to the times. Up until now, some kept trying to sue Squeam or charge taxes upon its products, like "pay 10 million for every minute of people being logged in this thing of yours!", but they just failed miserably all the while. 

Not only was it difficult going against Squeams' lawyer team, cutting of Squeam from a country was naught impossible. It was just too big of a corporation, with too many fingers in too many places!

Not only that, since it was quite addictive, once the governments around the world took notice of Another World Project, hundreds of thousands or even millions of its citizens where already hooked on it. 

Trying to cut it out by force would bring not only a sharp decline in popularity, but even civil unrest - just like the prohibition in the 1920s'.

Squeam had the world in a leash. So, as the governments seized small worlds to themselves, the price of one in the market kept increasing every time. 

Of course, not all worlds where used to illegal things, and some even had become separate games owned by Startup projects and the like (the fact that the 'Squeam Startup Sponsoring' subsidiary was a main investor would always be a clause under the confidentiality contract, though). 

Also, even inside the official Another World Itself, there would be some illegal things going on, like a guy hiring his Neuroset to teens, people meeting to make deals or things like this. 
Some game devs had been allocated to search for this people amongst the A.I. filter list, and even special adventuring squads, the "detective squads" had even been formed in order to catch real world criminals inside Squeams' main game. Some had Interpol people on them, while others where just common people who liked to play detective and, once a while, make a profit out of it. 

Regardless, what this meant was that Another World Project was, basically, a reinvention of the internet as it was in the 1990s´. 

A no-mans' land, but now under strict control and vigilance of a private corporation, rather than the U.S. army.

A story about lazyness and the true NEET life.

The Yankees showed them the video.
"Look at how he transitions between a real and a fake voice. He is hitting both high and low notes. His vocal range is just..."
The short video shocked the Hong Kong singers and producers, who had had no idea about Qin Guan's singing abilities. He had always kept it a secret.
When Director Chen and his company had been hesitant about choosing the protagonist of the film, these news had been their salvation. They had contacted Qin Guan's studioright away.
That was how Qin Guan had gotten the part. Zhang knew nothing about this though, so he treated Qin Guan as an amateur.
"Can you recite all the songs?"
"Yes!"
"Do you think you will be out of tune ?"
"No!"
"Do you think you might forget the lyrics while you are performing?"
"No!"
Then why are you asking me for advice? Young people are too confident nowadays...
Zhang suppressed the impulse to break Qin Guan's confidence. Instead, he planned on showing Qin Guan the reality of the situation.
"Just act out the next scene for me. Walk as you sing. You don't need to concentrate, just go through the process. If you can finish without a pause, you will be fine."
"It's that simple?"
"Yes."
Qin Guan nodded and fixed his costume. He was wearing a torn windcoat and a 1920s cashmere sweater. In combination with his cap, he looked like a figure that had walkedout of a hand-painted poster of Shanghai Beach.
He stood before Zhang Xueyou as if there was no one else present. Other actors and crew members were shuttling around them busily, but Director Chen had hidden behind a large box. He was observing the leading actors silently.
Suddenly, Qin Guan took on a mysterious vibe. His eyes looked misty as his beautiful lips delivered the lyrics clearly.
"The strange expression in your eyes leaves me speechless..."
The song had been written especially for the film by a professional Hong Kong musician. The talented actors would use pop music as a way to express themselves. The peaceful tune was nothing for Qin Guan.
He took a few steps back to stand among the busy crew. His clear voice made everyone slow down.
"This must surely mean that you are hearing me out..."
His perfect intonation made him sound like a desperate, heartbroken man.
Zhang was confused. Maybe the young man was not as arrogant as he had expected after all.
How can you not be an experienced opera singer? You are performing like you are on Broadway! People from the mainland are so weird!
When Qin Guan finished singing, he looked at Zhang with a sincere smile, begging for more instructions. Zhang couldn't help but grimace.
"Well done! If you sing like that during the shooting, you'll be okay. Don't worry."
"Really?"
Qin Guan took off his cap excitedly. "Great! I was afraid you'd be unsatisfied with my voice, Brother Zhang. I'm good at performing, but I suck at rehearsing."
Zhang felt a pang in his chest as he breathed in angrily. Someone take this shameless guy away from me!
Director Chen and Zhou Xue burst into laughter.
Zhou had just changed into her costume in the dressing room, when she witnessed the interaction between Qin Guan and Zhang Xueyou.
The more powerful her opponent was, the more excited she got. She was the most talented actress among those who made a living on their looks. She led a free, romantic lifeand exerted all her energy on love. She never lingered long on one lover.
She was not ashamed by the number of her lovers, nor did she try to keep a man around when the passion faded away. Like most butterflies, she always flew to the most beautiful flower.
As a result, she often had affairs with male co-stars and other crew members. Sister Xue was aware of that, so she had been keeping an eye on her from the very beginning.The expression in Zhou's eyes made her wary.
Qin Guan is doomed. She has set her eyes on him!
All emotions started from that kind of special attention. A figure began lingering in one's eyes and heart, the feeling fermenting slowly until it spouted out.
Please spare Qin Guan, Princess Zhou! He might look clever and romantic, but he is a lovesick idiot. A master of love like you could kill him.
Zhou Xue smiled, golden paillettes glittering on her body. Her soft, hoarse voice melted everyone's hearts.
"I'm ready, Director Chen. I feel great."
This was the first time Zhou was itching to act. Qin Guan's performance had inspired her passion as an actress.
A good partner was also a good opponent. No matter their gender.
Chen Kexin rubbed his hands together excitedly and rushed to the main camera, gesturing that they were all set.


Qin Guan was reborn and sent back to his final semester in High School 18 years ago. Getting a second chance at life, he works hard to turn things around and eventually become a Prince Charming. What will his life be like the second time around? What will he have to go through? How will he succeed in turning from a loser into a Prince Charming? Read this story carefully and find out!

Meanwhile, in an underground base on the west of Country C…

"Ahhhh!!!" you could hear screams of pain echoing in the room. A mixture of metallic smell and sweat could be detected even way before entering the room. Intermittently, you could hear splashes of water hitting a surface so hard. 

The woman was tied to the chair with a special material that contracts further when wet, eating into the person's flesh. 

"Are you still gonna continue with your 'oh I've been misunderstood and wronged' attitude?" the man with a black half-mask over his eyes, sitting in the dark corner catechized. The woman kept mum despite the various torture she had to endure. 

"Tell me, Anna Liu… Who in the Lee family is the mastermind? I know Lee Kong Chian does not have any hands in the matter. Is it Lee Sze Jie?" he paused when he could not see any response, he signalled for the torturer to continue.

The torturer pulled her hair back with his right hand and hosed ice-cold water on her face, not allowing her head to move to get any breathing breaks. Seeing her face turning red, the torturer pulled the hose away from her face. He then released her hair and off the water. 

He then walked towards the table on the left of the room and picked up a prod that has a bronze tip and an insulated handle, and is connected by wire to a control box with a rheostat to raise or reduce the voltage and delivers a high voltage but low current electric shock to its victim. 

After that, he stuck the tip of the prod on her wet neck and nodded towards his colleague to turn the rheostat up. This device, known as the picana, is a hybrid electroshock weapon adapted from the electric cattle prod, the precursor for today's stun guns. Originally cattle prods were devices developed for use as a goad in animal slaughterhouses but later were used on humans as torture devices intended to exact pain and incapacitate a person in the late 1920s or early 1930s in Buenos Aires.  

When the captured was waning, losing her consciousness, the torturer stopped and slapped her face, waking her up. He then stepped away from the woman and looked at the masked man. 

The masked man looked at the woman's face and said, "Derek Lee…" He could see a slight change on the woman's face. It was quick... but still noticeable. 

Derek Lee. The 8th grandson of the current Lee Patriarch. Also the youngest and last in line to the 'throne'. 

The Lee and the Loh families had good relationship previously. However, 3 generations ago, the harmonious relationship between the family was extirpated when Lee Kong Chian's uncle had caused Loh Liwei's aunt's death due to his extra-matrimonial affair. Luckily the marriage did not produce any offspring… Imagine the complications it could have created on top of the super perplexing situation now. 

The man in the dark stood up from his seat. He then walked towards the woman and bend down, putting his lips by her right ear. "Thanks for the affirmation, Anna… Since you have provided us with the information, I will grant you your freedom… with as little pain as possible…" he then stood straight and nodded towards the men surrounding the woman. 

One of the men closed the distance between them and reach for the dirk from its sheath on his thigh belt and swiftly slash through her neck while pressing her head down. His action was precise and clean. Not a single drop of blood jetted out, flowing down the woman's throat like overflowing syrup out of the cup. 

The interrogator walked out of the room after seeing that the deed was done. He then walked towards a room further down the corridor to report to his superior of the findings. 

In the room, a modern yet simple furnished interior, you can see a man in his mid-twenties lazily laying down on a black faux leather chaise lounge. In his hand, a white Netherland Drawf Rabbit was being caressed lovingly. 

"Hellhound, the captive has confirmed the mastermind. Should we proceed with the next step?" the man asked the man on the chaise. 

"Her body?" the man addressed as Hellhound on the chaise questioned in an indifferent tone.

"Will be incinerated as per protocol after we deliver her head." 

"Commence the next step… I can't wait to see the man's face! Hahaha!" the man on the chaise lounge laughed loudly. His low voice echoed eerily in the room, making the hairs on the interrogator's back stand. The interrogator saluted to his superior and slowly walked out of the room. 

Seeing that his subordinate has left the room, the man on the chaise picked up his phone and called someone. 

"Shūshu, we have confirmed the main culprit for Hidayah's accident. As we have guessed, it really is Derek from the Lee family."

"Have you settled the woman?"

"Her head will be delivered to his house in an hour and the ashes will be sent back to her family." 

"Hǎo! Good job! Anston, come home for dinner tonight. Your shěnshen is making your favourite beef stroganoff for dinner." 

"Mm... Wǒ zhīdào. See you tonight." Anston ended the call and stood up. He then carried the bunny out of the room and walked towards the underground garden to return the bunny back to his home.

Hidayah Loh is the heiress of the ARK Empire and next in line to be the Matriarch of Country C’s strongest founding family. Basically a royal of Country C. On her business trip in City K of Country M, she was nearly raped by a stranger when Nazreen rescued her.  

Nazreen, a prince from Country E was on holiday and happened to hear a struggled plea for help from the adjacent hotel room when he was returning back to his room. 

But to their dismay, City K’s Islamic Religious Department happened to be in the middle of carrying their night raids in that hotel. 

Both Hidayah and Nazreen was brought to the station and to avoid imprisonment and other negative implications that may affect their reputation, they were forced to marry that very night.

Not keen on keeping the marriage to a total stranger, despite him being her rescuer, Hidayah returned to Country C quietly the next day. Leaving Nazreen with a signed post-dated divorce document at the hotel reception. 

After being forced to marry the woman he saved, he tasked his men to investigate Hidayah. Unfortunately, the next morning, he found that Hidayah had checked out from the hotel and had left him with a divorce agreement. 

What is he to do? Should he just process the divorce as per Hidayah’s request? Or should he find her to ‘save’ their ‘unexpected’ marriage? 

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Author’s note (A/N): The story is written with people from different ethnic, cultural and religious beliefs. The main leads are built with Islamic beliefs as explained later in the story.

You will also get to read about real places and a mix of fictional and real people. Real art pieces and fashion.

Roy Clasped the magic crystal tightly in his hand in agreement "If I didn't know better I would have thought you were some kind of tycoon with the way you throw around magic crystals".

"No one would ever apply to join the reserve unit if they where a tycoon Desmond is just a spendthrift just like lance". 

Lance rebuked John's statement since comparing Lance with Desmond is like comparing the life of a young bachelor to a married man. "There is no way I'm anything like Desmond I might waste my money on a bunch of stuff related to magic, but I rarely buy them. 

Desmond once told me he practical purchased every book on magic he could get his hands on in a book store he goes to. There is no way I could do what he does even with the extra money I get from being apart of the reserve unit I only make about 11 magic crystal's a year".

John and Roy knew Desmond had some money to burn, but buying books on magic wasn't a wise investment unless a family had someone gifted in magic.

John a bit worried that his friend's obsession would drive him to become homeless said "Desmond even if you do have some extra money on hand you shouldn't waste it like this. I know you like magic but unless you have reached rank one magic crystals don't come easy. Even that's not enough to satisfy their needs once you reach rank 1 you need ten times the amount you earn to get all the things you would need".

Desmond knew if he kept spending money the way he was it was all eventually going to run out. Buying the magic items and books he wanted was going to be expensive and working an honest job with a shit pay was also not going to happen.

Killing someone and taking their stuff again wasn't going to work the chances of him getting caught were significantly higher. Its all because he used Secret Visage's name making the DCPD shit themselves in fear that he manages to make people not want to take up the case. Which he regrets doing, but had no choice in the matter so it inevitably lead to a visit from the Mirror Man.

While his financial situation is a problem Desmond didn't have to worry about it too much for one simple reason he came from Earth. Desmond has no shortage of stories to tell or things to invent that he could actually do even better on Theotera than on Earth because while their style is reminiscent of the 1920s from Desmond's old planet their technology is far superior.

When he was pinned to his bathroom wall by the Mirror Man Desmond had already thought about doing it. He found it hard knowing that the people around him have never seen or heard of the things he has. The act of sheding a tear to the works of true masters and geniuses is not pitiful or a sign of weakness it's liberating.

Freeing the people of this world from their own ignorance is how Desmond justifies stealing other people's works and inventions. So that he would never end up in a similar position where he says his last words to someone, but they didn't get the reference or joke he was trying to make.

Having his last words written off by the Mirror Man scared Desmond to the point he made making sure everyone gets every joke he makes his life's second goal.

Desmond placed his hand on John's should as he assured John everything thing was alright since he already had a plan. Almost forgetting to ask, Desmond looked over at lance and said, "you like magic so do you want to come with me to the library for a little study session I'll pay?".

Lance's eyes lit up when he heard Desmond's offer then they were filled with gloom "Thanks for the offer Desmond, but I have to get to my job at the Public Library in district B. Working there is the only way I can get into contact with magic books and not have to pay. What they have isn't as fancy as the military but its better than nothing".

Desmond sighed in sadness "its a shame I really needed someone to help carry all the stacks of papers".

"You only wanted me to come to carry your notes". Lance had a look of someone holding back their anger before they smack you over the head.

"it's the least you could do since I would be paying for everything if I carry everything by myself my back is going to give out before I get home It's not like I have Roy's crazy strength". Desmond pointed over towards a large stack of blank papers in a bag along with large jars of ink his finger drew everyone's gaze in that direction as they shook there heads at the sight. 

John weakly smiling at the large stack Desmond had piled up simply had to know "how do you plan on filling all those?"

"I can manipulate the ink with a water spell I learned while I was inside the library I found a few books on how to do the same thing just better. So now if you give me a book I can copy the whole thing in a few minutes I'm practically a printing press. The only problem is my trick can't be used for enchanting yet because enchanting is more than just copying something down".

"won't you run out of magic in a few minutes your only a beginner apprentice so you shouldn't have much magic". Replied Roy.

Desmond waved off everyone's concerns "it's fine I regain magic faster than I expend it with that spell".

With everyone but himself having something to do, John went back home while Roy and Lance went to work and Desmond stayed at the camp's library.

What is the truth? What is reality? Could the end actually be the beginning? In a world were ancient beings walk beside you, guard people against the uniqueness of the world and powerful creatures around them. While trying to obtain the truth of everything and reach the pinnacle of magic. They face new contenders that make there already harrowing world that much difficult and strange. Resulted from a battle of immense proportions against beings incomprehensible, as they clash the void shatters cracks are left all over souls from all across different worlds and dimensions are free once more. This is were our story beings this is the journey of a man who leads to the spread of uncertainty.

Disclaimer: I don't own the image provided.

This chapter is reserved for the info of this fan-fiction.
This is a fan-fiction about Skyrim, the famous role-playing game created by Bethesda Softworks and all rights are his.
English is not my first language, so I use google translator combined with my knowledge.
So I apologize if there should be grammatical errors or incorrect sentences.
I will publish one or two chapters a week. This is because I don't have much time to write and since I would like to write a decent fan-fiction ( hopefully ) I want to write calmly and carefully.
This fan-fiction is also suitable for those who don't know the world of Skyrim. I will try to bring out extra chapters that explain events or characters, who has already played Skyrim can skip them.
I hope you enjoy.

This novel has been canceled.

Cover not mine found it on google

Hi all my beloved Readers, My name is southgamez, and because of how cheesy that names sounds I go by South. I have read all your comments throughout the story so far, sorry if I can't answer and Like all of them, but I still read them. Recently I have noticed that some of you are arguing between each other on the matter of Soren's relations and how big the Harem will get. Firstly, I will say that Soren will not be getting more than 4 members in his Harem, so if you all want to fill up the remaining spot in Dragon Ball, as I have already decided to add Vados to the Harem, then be my guest. Secondly, I only write for fun, this is not my job, I do have a real job that pays my bills so when you spam my comment section with "Answer Me" or "He's Ignoring Me", I'm not intentionally ignoring your comment, there is also a Discord that you have better chances of contacting me with questions instead of comment section. Now that that's out of the way, on to the Brass Tacks.

Q: Will Soren's Harem Increase passed 4 members?
A: No, no matter how many times you ask it will not change. Soren is not the type to think with his penis unlike Harem seeking Novels, and if I just keep getting the same question's over and over, my next book will not be Harem.

Q: Why does the Author not take the Readers ideas and put them into the story?
A: I read all of your ideas and suggestions, but like most, I can't implement them all, and your not giving me much to work with when it's based on increasing the Harem, and as for World Selection, sorry, but I have most worlds planned out, but still take suggestions and might implement them.

Q: Does the Author even care about the Readers and their suggestions?
A: Fuck no... Just kidding... I love you all, and I care for all of your opinions and suggestions, even if they are stupid as shit (You know what I'm talking about Husky XD)

Q: Is there a set Upload time?
A: No, I upload when I want to, just like I write when I want to, but I do try and keep it to 1 chapter a day or every 2 days. If this was a paying job then I would upload more often.

Q: Are you really an Unpaid Writer?
A: Yes! I get no money off of writing Fan Fiction due to the copyrights, so if you plan on writing your own Fan Fiction, be prepared to get $0 in revenue, unless you get a kind soul to Donate you money through Pay Pal.

Q: Do you beg for money?
A: No, never. I don't expect any kind of money off of this Fan Fiction, because in my opinion its complete garbage, and should be burned to the ground, I haven't even put a Donation Link into the chapters until recent due to someone saying I should, but lass, no money.

Q: Are you crazy?
A: Bat Shit! I am probably one of the most insane people you would ever meet in real life, I also like role playing as an Ancient Immortal who is over 300 years old, they don't get more crazy than me.

Q: How far have you come in writing and punctuation since the start of this Fan Fiction?
A: Far! I started off this series while using "Half" instead of "Have" up until chapter 26, and I'm too lazy to go back and change it, as for spelling. I still can't spell for the life of me, and can say that Google Spell Check wrote half of my Fan Fiction with all the miss spells.

Q: Will you do more Fan Fiction's in the future after Soren's adventures are over?
A: Who knows, but for now, I will finish off this Fan Fiction, then I will start an original Novel so I can make some money if it becomes famous, but for future Fan Fictions maybe you guys can give some ideas, and if I don't know the Anime/Manga/Novel then I will Read/Watch it before writing a new Fan Fiction.

That was all I could think of for now that you all might have as questions for me. If you have more post them in the Discord, and I will create a channel just for them and make a new Q/A chapter in the future, and if you don't like this type of chapter then I will delete it. Leave your opinions down below or in the Discord so I can ignore them XD I will also try to post 2 chapters tomorrow, good night.

The Main Character Soren was *Cough Cough* in a car when an accident happened, he was then killed and brought in front of God. God gave him 3 wishes, his wishes had some restrictions but he wished for a System that in connected to every Anime in the Multiverse and now he travels getting stronger to become a God himself,

This is my first one of these type of Novels and I do not own any of the Anime or materials used except my Character, I only made this to improve writing skills.

Thank You

If you didn't know, this fan fiction was made for the MLBB x Web Novel event and it, somehow, won 3rd place with my mediocre writing skills and with only 6 chapters uploaded. My school started while the contest was still ongoing thus I didn't have enough time to continue writing. My spare time was spent on my other hobbies. For these reasons, I only managed to produce 6 chapters. 

This was the first time I wrote a story, a fan fiction, a novel or whatever you'd like to call it. I was honestly surprised that it won. "Why would people like my story? This is the first time I wrote something like this, and people actually liked it?" I thought to myself. It sparked my interest for writing and I've been planning to continue working on this novel since then. But I never did because I got discouraged by my lack of 'writing skills' and writer's block, and the fact that this is just a fan fiction. 

But ultimately, after 6 whole months, I decided to take action. I wanted to write a novel, similar to the ones I've been reading for the past year. A part of me said, "But I have no writing experience. Even if you write, it won't be that good." A different part of me replied, "Well, maybe you could work on Master of Magic. You won't mind if it's bad, after all you said it's just a fan fic."

I've been working on this fan fiction for the past few weeks. Building the world, the characters, the plot, the magic system and all that stuff. Wth the upcoming Christmas break, I'll have enough time to write chapters for this fan fiction. The story will be different, and I'll start releasing them on 2020. And that's about it for the update, really. 

"Bu-but, why did you make this announcement? No one really cares."

Even if I wasn't writing, I've been using this application to read different novels and I constantly receive notifications about new collections (the count for people who saved this story in their library). And there are a lot of people who has this story saved in their collections. I'm a little bit skeptic and curious about it, so I just wanted to know if people actually saved this story in their collection. Maybe leave a comment to let me know? Heh.

Having spent life in the Enchanted Forest, Harith, a genius among the Leonins, is eager to explore the Land of Dawn. In his first night outside the Enchanted Forest, he stops an Abyssal Creature from stealing the treasures of the Moniyan Empire. As a reward, the Empire invites him to the Magic Academy which will lead him to epic adventures that will decide the fate of the Land of Dawn itself.

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