Summary and Analysis of Literary Masterpieces.

Zheng Zha (Zheng) always felt that he was dead in reality. Go to work, come home, eat meals, go to bed and wake up; he didn’t know where the meaning of his life lay. It was definitely not in that face of his fat supervisor, not in that white collar woman’s body that he met in the bar, and not in this steel and concrete forest – the modern city.

Zheng felt he was rotting. Going to rot from the age of 24 til the end of his life, then become a part of the earth and leave behind a name. No, not even a name, since no one would remember him. No one would remember a little white collar. Whether he lived as a truly graceful person or just pretended to be one, he was just a tiny piece of this world.

He wanted to change something. He wanted to have his meaning.

‘Want to know the meaning of life? Want to live… a real life?’

When he turned on his computer at work today, a message popped up. This was obviously some newbie hacker seeking attention. It would force you to download a virus, whichever option you choose. Zheng laughed at it and was about to close it. Yet, his heart skipped a beat when his hand touched the mouse. He paused.

‘Want to know the meaning of life? Want to live… a real life?’

Zheng felt a little lost. An indescribable force attracted him to put his finger on the mouse. Then he clicked on the YES button and lost consciousness.

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Cold, shaking…

The moment he woke up, Zheng jumped up from the ground. He looked around in panic. The disparity of the vision of his office and the current environment caused a chaos in his head, but after a few seconds he woke up from the confusion.

“Not bad, you have the best quality of the bunch this time.” A cold voice said.

Zheng turned his head around and saw a black haired guy sneering at him. This person was around 24 or 25, had a very common face, but the few scars on his face made him looked horrifying.

Black haired guy held a cigarette in his hand and took a deep smoke. His sight then looked past Zheng. That was when Zheng realized there were five people lying beside him. Three men and two women. Other than that, there were over ten westerners in this concealed room.

This was the compartment of a train and the train was moving very fast. The feelings of coldness and shaking were coming from the train.

“Where is this place? Who are you? Why am I here?”, Zheng asked these people. Furthermore, due to the presence of westerners, he repeated it in English.

The westerners looked at him for a moment then turned their heads away. Only the black haired guy said to him, “Think carefully, it should have inserted everything into your head.”

Think carefully? Zheng tried to recall everything. He only remembered when he saw the pop-up on the screen ‘Want to know the meaning of life? Want to live… a real life?’, and clicked YES, before he fell unconscious.

Wait… Zheng felt there was something in his head, something about survival and life.

This was a game. Whoever created this game was not known. Maybe it was God, maybe it was the Devil, or maybe they were aliens or humans from the future. Now he had became a player of this game, or maybe part of this game.

A game that brought together those who were lost in life but have yet to become a rotten person. When they chose this game they would be transported to various scenes in horror movies.

“It is Resident Evil 1 this time.[1] Your luck isn’t bad, newbies. Getting such an easy horror movie on the first time. Even when you die it will be an easy death.” The black haired guy took his last smoke then crushed the cigarette in his hand.

“Are you saying only our consciousness came inside the computer? Just like in novels? And when we complete this game our consciousness will go back to our bodies?” A chubby dude next to Zheng asked.

Black Haired took out a gun, a desert eagle. While handling the gun he said, “I don’t know if it’s consciousness or not, but you will feel pain, you will get injured, and you will die. And you were wrong, when you finish this movie, you will go to the next one. Maybe you have seen that movie or maybe not. Every time, God will bring in new members to replace those that died in the last movie. Every movie consists of seven to twenty people. In other words this is a very easy movie, we only have seven people here.”

Chubby Dude said with a sneer, “How do you know those who died didn’t go back to their body? Perhaps they chose to die willingly.”

Black Haired raised his head suddenly, as though he had became a panther in this moment. He bent his knees and in a split second he’s already on top of the chubby dude. His desert eagle stuffed inside the chubby dude’s mouth.

“Then would you want to try and die? Can you imagine that unending terror? I lived through three movies. The first one was Nightmare on Elm Street 1.[2] There were 15 newbies in that movie and two experienced survivors. But do you want to know the ending? They all died in their dreams. Me and another person were the only ones that survived. Do you want to know how it feels to get killed by a stupid dream? Imagine everything around you becomes slithering rotten meat. You watch as a pair of scissors slowly cut through every bit of your body in a gruesome factory. Can you imagine the pain? You piece of shit! Do you want to die?”

Black Haired was shouting like a madman. His intent to kill was so vivid and obvious in his eyes. The chubby dude was scared and unable to move. And with a gun in his mouth, he couldn’t even plead.

Zheng and the other four people persuaded them to break apart. Black Haired walked back to his seat and said, “Dying in an horror movie is a real death. Furthermore, when you die here you will be tortured by the devils in these movies. So if you don’t have determination to live, I advise you to kill yourself now.”

A girl with glasses said, “Then we don’t have a way to return to our bodies?” 

Black Haired said with a sneer, “I have been saying it’s not your consciousness that came into the computer. Do you think humans have the technology to create this game? No, this is the work of God, we are nothing more than bugs in his eyes. We are thrown here to struggle just to entertain him. Both our bodies and consciousnesses have been brought to this world, and can’t go back. At least I don’t think we can go back.”

The glasses girl had a sense of calmness. She thought for a moment and said, “By your tone, it seems like there’s still a way to go back?”

Black Haired took a look at her and said, “The quality of this time’s newbies isn’t bad. You’re right, there is hope to go back.”

Everyone stared at him. “Every time you finish a mission–that is you lived through a movie–you will obtain 1000 points. You can exchange these points for a lot of things, such as the right to live in a movie for 100 days.” Black Haired said.

A middle aged guy said, “Who would want to live in a horror movie? That’s asking to die.”

Black Haired remained quiet. Glasses Girl said, “No, I think I understand what he meant. There are many genres of horror movies, sci-fi like Resident Evil, where everything can be explained with science. You just have to go outside of where the main events are happening, then the rest of the world is normal.

Black Haired snapped his finger, “Bingo. You can indeed live in another part of this world normally for those days. Think about it, after experiencing a couple of life and death trials, the chance to live normally in this world is a blessing.”

Zheng’s body shivered. He thought he understood the meaning of this world a bit. Yes, the reason he was feeling rotten was because his life was boring. Once you experienced life and death, then the mundane life would become what you wish for.

Black Haired continued, “Other than exchanging for time, there are many other things. Such as this desert eagle with unlimited ammunition. It only took 100 points, that’s 10 days of time. You can also use points to improve yourself, including intelligence, mental capacity, reaction time, cell vitality, muscle density, and immunization strength. In other words, if you survive through this movie, you can double your strength. If you lived through a hundred movies, you can become a super human.”

Glasses Girl asked calmly, “Let’s get back to the point, how many points does it take to get back to our world?”

“50000 points.” Black Haired took out another cigarette. “If you don’t use any points, you just have to live through fifty movies. Then you can go back.”

Suddenly, everyone quieted down. According to this guy, if you don’t use your points, it would be impossible to live through fifty movies.

“Of course, 1000 points is the base reward of every movie. You can do side quests in movies to earn points. Like when I explained everything to you, according to God’s rule, explaining to newbies will reward 100 points. You should’ve noticed that special watch on your hand.” He waved his left hand. There was a black metal watch.

Everyone looked at their own left wrist. There were a few lines of info on this watch. A timer that was counting down from 3 hours 7 minutes. A counter for zombies, hunters, newbies…

“You will get one point for every ten zombies you kill, 100 point for every hunter, and 1000 points for every newbie…” He looked at everyone with a wicked face. Only Zheng and the glasses girl looked back calmly at him.

“Of course that’s negative 1000. Okay, if you have any other questions hurry up and ask. This movie is about to begin.”

Glasses Girl looked at Zheng, then continued, “I have three more questions. I saw Resident Evil, the ending is the T-virus from the lab spreading throughout Racoon City. Then if we drive this car and leave the city, wouldn’t that let us survive easily?”

Black Haired nodded and replied, “Take a look at your watch, there’s a name on the upper left side, read it.”

“One.” Everyone read it out, then they noticed one of the westerners had a faint glow on him, then slowly faded away.

“This is the leader of the mercenaries in this movie. This movie belongs to a specified location genre. The plot only happens in the lab. In this kind of movie, you are not allowed to leave the plot area or stay too far away from the cast. If you stay further than 300 feet from One, then bang, you will have nothing left. Understand? Of course when One is dead in the movie this restriction will be moved to another cast.” Black Haired explained.

Zheng then asked, “Who is this God that you have been mentioning?”

“God is the thing that manages our entrance to movies. It gives us points and you also exchange things through it. God is a ball of light. I don’t really know what it is either.”

Glasses Girl nodded and said, “One last question. This number, what does it mean?” She pointed to the timer counting down.

“This is the time that you must stay in this movie. Once the timer is over you will go to where God is and get your reward. There you will also wait for the next movie.”

The train started to slow down. Black haired guy finished his cigarette and took out his desert eagle, “Okay, the plot is starting. The cast will be able to hear our conversations now. Remember, if they hear anything not belonging to this world or spoilers, 10 points will be deducted for every sentence. Well, newbies, try your best to survive.”

1. Nightmare of Elm Street (1984) is a film about Freddy Krueger, a child murderer that was burned alive by the parents of his victim. Now he kills their children in dreams as a living nightmare. Original Trailer: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dCVh4lBfW-c Plot Summary: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/A_Nightmare_on_Elm_Street#Plot

2, Resident Evil (2002) is a film that follows the amnesiac heroine Alice and a band of commandos as they attempt to contain the outbreak of the T-virus, a virus that it turning everyone into zombies, in a secret underground facility. Original Trailer: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u6uDnd_v5Bw Plot Summary: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Resident_Evil_(film)#Plot


“Want to know the meaning of life? Want to live… a real life?” The world changes when you click YES. In God’s dimension, you have to keep getting stronger, keep evolving to survive one horror movie after another. Do you kill everyone in your way to reach the end as a lone king? Or fight along with your comrades and survive through the support of friends? Everything was just for staying alive. Until you find the secret of God’s dimension. Who is the real enemy? 

Minoru was running on the street while smiling to the young mom who brought her children to school. It was early in the morning, he felt that it was a very nice morning if only there wasn't an old man behind him who kept hit him with a whip.

"DON'T BE DISTRACTED!!" Gran Torino hit the ground with a whip.

"Yes!" Minoru ran faster but he didn't forget to say goodbye to the group of a young mom.

The group of young mom was laughing and waved their hands. 

Gran Torino sighed at his disciple. He knew that his disciple was pretty talented and very strong. He was hoping that he could also help All Might to become the symbol of peace. His power and talent helped him but his personality was a bit.

Gran Torino knew that if his hobby continued it would affect his hero career. After all, it would cause a scandal if Minoru stole someone else wives. 

"You know, you need to search a girlfriend with the same age, you need to leave that young mom," Gran Torino reprimanded him.

"Don't worry, I won't flirt with young mom," His words made Grand Torino felt relief. "I'll only flirt with a widow." But his expression became ugly when he heard his last words.

Gran Torino shook his head. He still remembered that pure young boy who came to his house and asked him to be his mentor. He had grown up but became such a young man. 

"Well, do whatever you want," Gran Torino said." You really don't want a recommendation from me?" He could make him enter the U.A. without entering the exam his qualification was enough for that. 

Minoru shook his head, "No, I'll enter with my own power." He couldn't tell him that there would be a lot of beautiful girls in that entrance exam and he wanted to get to know them. He was in his last year of middle school. His friend in the school was pretty much normal and the girl didn't enough to satisfy him. He needed a challenge to a more difficult girl. 

If it was a video game, he was at least be called veteran but to be called a master. He needed more experience and a more difficult girl. He had conquested every girl in his school and wanted more challenge. 

U.A. is the #1 ranked high school for heroics and is considered as the top Hero Academy in Japan. Students are separated based on their abilities into specific Departments and Classes - A, B, C, D, E, F, G, H, I, J and K. 

Gran Torino snorted at him how could he not know about his disciple thinking. He knew that he wanted to meet new girls in the entrance exam. 

"How is Yagi-san?" Minoru asked. He knew the real identity of Toshinori Yagi. He had seen this sickly old man who always came to Gran Torino. He knew that his real identity was All Might but to protect the symbol of peace he couldn't tell anyone.

"He is fine, he looks quite healthy few days ago," Gran Torino sighed. If only his disciple wasn't this perverted he would become the next All for One but since he knew his disciple personality it was impossible. Yagi didn't seem to give up to change his perverted trait though. 

"Tell him that I won't change my perverted trait, no matter what!" Minora complained. He was Mineta Minoru if they took his perverted trait he wouldn't be him again. He needed to protect his identity. 

Minoru looked at his teacher who shook his head. His name had always made him remembered the movie he had watched in his past life. His teacher was cool but he needed to have more cold tone and he would be very savvy. 

"Teacher, do you want to make a movie with me?" Minoru asked. If only Gran Torino was taller it would be perfect.

"What movie?" Gran Torino asked. He knew his disciple was a famous novelist and he read all of his books. He didn't expect him to want to make a movie so he was quite interested. He was old now and had already retired from his hero activities. He was quite idle and bored.

"Well, I'll tell you the summary," Minoru started to tell him the summary of Gran Torino. 

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A racist Korean War veteran living in a crime-ridden Detroit neighborhood is forced to confront his own lingering prejudice when a troubled Hmong teen from his neighborhood attempts to steal his prized Gran Torino. Decades after the Korean War has ended, aging veteran Walt Kowalski (Clint Eastwood) is still haunted by the horrors he witnessed on the battlefield. The two objects that matter most to Kowalski in life are the classic Gran Torino that represents his happier days working in a Ford assembly plant, and the M-1 rifle that saved his life countless times during combat. When Kowalski's teenage neighbor (Bee Vang) attempts to steal his Gran Torino as part of a gang initiation rite, the old man manages to catch the aspiring thief at the business end of his well-maintained semi-automatic rifle. Later, due to the pride of the Asian group, the boy is forced to return to Kowalski's house and perform an act of penance. Despite the fact that Kowalski wants nothing to do with the young troublemaker, he realizes that the quickest way out of the situation is to simply cooperate. In an effort to set the teen on the right path in life and toughen him up, the reluctant vet sets him up with an old crony who now works in construction. In the process, Kowalski discovers that the only way to lay his many painful memories to rest is to finally face his own blinding prejudice head-on.

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"How is it?" Minoru asked.

Gran Torino didn't say anything but his body was trembling. He could imagine himself in the movie holding a gun and protecting his neighbor. He would say to the gangster a cool line after another.

"It's perfect! Let's make it!!" Gran Torino really liked his disciple and it made his life more colorful.

"Hahaha, good, let's make it now!" Minoru was also excited to make this movie. He knew money would come to him.

Who has the strongest quirk?

Endeavor? I can make him sticky.

Overhaul? I can make him sticky.

Tomura? I can make him sticky.

All Might? I can make him sticky too.

I'm Mineta, I'm the strongest hero.


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Amy Pascal showed a very direct interest in Eric: "Eric, you're younger than I thought. I had just entered college when I was your age."
 
"You look very young, Ms. Pascal." Eric complimented.
 
Amy Pascal laughed: "Thank you, Eric. Calling me Amy is fine, I read Jurassic Park, and I really like your writing, so I wanted to ask, are the movie rights still in your hands ?"
 
Eric jolted slightly: "Of course."
 
This time, with the Jurassic Park fame growing, numerous film companies contacted him for the movie rights, but all of them were turned down by Eric. Before he had enough power to fight fairly for his interests, he didn't plan on selling them.
 
"Well, I wonder if you'd be willing to sell those rights to Columbia ? We won't be stingy when it comes to the price."
 
Eric said: "Amy, we didn't come here to discuss about this today. Also, technology hasn't matured enough when it comes to special effects, so I don't plan on selling Jurassic Park's rights any time soon."
"Ah, that's a shame. Well, let's talk about Home Alone then, it's my understanding that Jeffrey has watched and appreciated the movie. Right, I heard that you originally intended to release it through the 20th Century Fox, how did it go ?"
 
Eric shrugged and told her the truth: "The head of the 20th Century Fox Distribution Department, Mr Carter Hunt, didn't even watch the movie, and just bluntly refused."
 
"Carter Hunt, huh, I know him, one really arrogant man." Amy Pascal smiled and said: "Well then, I think I'll take a look at that movie first."
 
Eric nodded, then the three of them went directly to an auditorium at Columbia Pictures' headquarters, gave a copy to the projectionist, and sat on the leather seats.
 
"Eric, you don't seem to be really looking forward to it ?" Before the film started screening, Amy Pascal caught a glance of Eric's face, and quipped.
 
Eric helplessly smiled: "Amy, you know, I made the movie from start to finish, my mind is filled with every shot, and I've also seen it a lot of times, however, I believe you will definitely not be disappointed."
 
The theater lights dimmed, Amy Pascal nodded, and looked back. She had mixed emotions about all this, Columbia Pictures was lacking a good movie project, that was true, but thinking about how they were even reduced to turning their sights towards a high school student's movie, she couldn't help but sigh in the dark.
 
As one of the top management, Amy Pascal was familiar with Columbia Pictures like the back of her hand. This years profits weren't good, if it weren't for the accumulated earnings of their past few years, the company would have certainly faced huge losses.
 
Compared to the thriving Disney and 20th Century Fox, as well as Paramount when Barry Diller was still there, Columbia was like a very old, almost lethargic man. After Ghostbusters got the second place in the box office in 1984, Columbia hadn't been able to squeeze a movie in the top ten in three consecutive years, and this one was no exception. This old giant of the movie world, had become a disgrace.
 
Columbia's parent company, Coca-Cola, had suffered heavy losses last year, and if Columbia still couldn't make any profits for them, it would likely be sold. In fact, the Sony consortium had already made an offer.
 
Amy Pascal had some understanding of Eric, this boy had just graduated from high school, and in only a few months, had published the science fiction novel Jurassic Park, wrote the 17 Again script and startled the entire 20th Century Fox with his acting. If not for him giving people so many surprises, perhaps Amy Pascal would have also dismissed him like Carter Hunt had.
 
Columbia Pictures had also received the 17 Again script, and several producers in the company had been interested, when they saw Eric's condition to star as a lead, they had ultimately given up on it, they just couldn't afford to take the risk.
 
She had heard that Barry Diller had personally approved of 17 Again, comparing him to the mediocre CEO of Columbia Mr. Blount Cohen*, Amy couldn't help but sigh. If the company was in its current situation, it was because of the higher ups lack of boldness and vision. (TL: Name that the author made up, I did some research and couldn't find anything about him.)
 
With the start of the movie, the interesting plot and Stuart Runkle's pranks, Amy Pascal's thoughts scattered as she focused on the screen.
 
Once the movie was finished, Amy Pascal was stunned silly, she couldn't believe that such a great comedy was the work of an eighteen-year-old boy.
 
She excitedly stood up as she faced Eric with a grin and said: "Eric, can you wait here while I make a phone call ?"
 
Seeing Amy's expression, Eric was sure of one thing; it was in the bag.
 
After half an hour, the president of Columbia, Mr. Blount Cohen, and seventy-eight other Columbia Pictures executives gathered together in the theater, and Home Alone was screened once again.
 
They watched the movie in a cheerful atmosphere, and although commuting time was near, no one was eager to leave. After 45 minutes of screening, the higher ups had already started whispering together.
 
Columbia Pictures, in the president's office, Eric and Jeffrey were sitting opposite Blount Cohen, as the latter sipped leisurely a few times on a cup of coffee his assistant had brought him, before saying: "Eric, to be honest, we are very optimistic about Home Alone, so we are willing to offer 10 million dollars to buy all the rights, what do you think ?"
Hearing the price, Jeffrey Hanson who was sitting next to Eric, became incredibly joyful. A one million dollar project and they were willing to offer ten times that, if the decision was his, he would have immediately nodded.
 
Blount Cohen noted Jeffrey's expression and revealed a smile of satisfaction, the company estimated the movie's box office at 50 million $ and they could easily shoot a sequel, so after some deliberation, they had decided to directly give a high price and buy the copyrights.
 
Buy Home Alone for ten million dollars ? Your uncle, I would rather go bankrupt ! Eric couldn't help but swear in his mind.
 
"Mr. Cohen, you must have made your preliminary estimates on Home Alone's box office, right ? Do you mind telling me what the results were ?"
 
Seeing Eric not immediately agreeing, Blount Cohen was a little disappointed, but he still said: "Of course, we feel that, if done properly, then Home Alone's North American box office should do around 30 million $. In accordance with established practice, you, as producers*, can get twenty percent of the benefits, a 10 million $ buyout price is very reasonable. The cost of making the film shouldn't have been that high, so Eric, what are you hesitating for ? Just sign the agreement, and you'll become one of the youngest multimillionaire in Hollywood."
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* As in, those who made the movie, not the name of the job, in case you're confused.

An advertising director is reborn in 1988 Hollywood as an eighteen-year-old blond-haired westerner named Eric Williams.

From then on, he starts writing movie scripts and television songs, becomes skilled in directing every kind of film, wins over all kinds of female celebrities, and takes the road to become a Hollywood legend.

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The translation of most chapters is done by: Elawn, Nano4bots and Sissy That Walk.

My translation will start where they have left it, my translation may not be as good as theirs but I would like it much more people to know more about this story that I liked so much.

I WANT THAT I LIKE THIS HISTORY A LOT, BUT I DO NOT AGREE TO A LOT OF THE BEHAVIORS BOTH OF THE PROTAGONIST AND SOME CHARACTERS. IN THIS HISTORY CHARACTERS OF REAL LIFE APPEAR AND I DO NOT ASSURE THAT THE DATA PROVIDED IN THIS HISTORY WILL BE TRUE.

Joshua did not give his show too much explanation because letting Sir Weissenasche watch it himself was the best way to explain it. Therefore, Joshua opened his suitcase straightaway and pulled out the master tape of "Beauty and the Demon". He then looked for a flat wall in the room and started to show it.
When the movie ended, Joshua felt that it was time to talk to Sir Weissenasche about formally screening the film in his theater.
Yet, Sir Weissenasche had apparently not recomposed himself yet.
"Uhh... I... I'm sorry... Sir."
Sir Weissenasche held a handkerchief as he repeatedly wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes, his makeup now ruined by his tears.
The rather effeminate portly man looked even more effeminate now...
Joshua had only seen people moved to tears after watching the ending, but Sir Weissenasche had already burst into tears during the middle part of the movie, where the demon prince saved Belle as she was surrounded by wolves.
Were the emotions of those in the field of art and literature so rich? Sir Weissenasche was literally bathing in tears right then.
"He had a demonic appearance but a really beautiful soul. Throwing away his life so that his beloved could live on happily, that... that is true love without regrets."
Sir Weissenasche wiped his tears as he waxed lyrical at the true content of the story, stunning Joshua with a thousand-word-long summary of his thoughts.
Joshua soon realized that there was a reason why this aristocrat was able to become the owner of the theater.
As a director himself, Joshua's main theme was "do not judge a person based on his appearance", yet Sir Weissenasche had many more thoughts about it than Joshua ever had after he finished the movie.
What was a movie review? That was it!
Sir Weissenasche spent a good few minutes recovering from the glum atmosphere he had created.
"Sir... this performance... it is totally unheard of. It's like a new world has been presented to me. If I may, can you tell me the name of this... performance?"
Sir Weissenasche could not understand what the principles behind the moving pictures were. When he watched the movie, it was as if he was a bystander watching something unfold in another world.
Every scene was real, and there were no props on a stage set. Even the viewing angles were not as far as that of the distance from a stage play audience to the stage.
Sir Weissenasche also could not help but reach out to touch the moving furniture in the movie a couple of times.
The magical experience was something Sir Weissenasche could never imagine in his whole life.
"It's a movie."
The word Joshua used was "movie", which was a brand new term for Sir Weissenasche.
"A movie... movie... It is as you've said, it will create a brand new era."
Sir Weissenasche repeated what Joshua said in a whisper, and he now clearly understood the meaning of Joshua's words from earlier.
A movie was definitely far superior to a stage play in terms of narration and performance of a story's script.
A movie could completely bring the audience into the story... and was unlike a stage play, which required setups and costume as well as curtain changes during intermissions. The most important thing was that film would allow performance arts to completely bid the stage farewell!
"Beauty and the Demon" brought Sir Weissenasche to several places, from a quiet village to a snow-covered forest and a spooky, yet warm castle.
In addition to his admiration and amazement at the movie, Sir Weissenasche also felt a touch of sadness.
The reason was that the beginning of a new era would mean the end of the previous one, and the appearance of movies heralded the decline of stage plays, and just like Sir Weissenasche's theater, it would one day be forgotten no matter how glorious it was in the past.
However, that sadness was very quickly swept away by the appearance of "Beauty and the Demon".
"Sir, do you really plan to... show this movie in my theater?"
Sir Weissenasche knew that the moment the movie was released, it would enter the annals of this world's history!
"I don't think the Norland National Theater would receive me so grandly."
Joshua raised the cup of hot black tea in his hand and took a sip. As a true blue programmer, he liked coffee more than tea, but his favorite drinks were green tea and cola.
He had no idea if this world had anything like coffee beans.
"You're right! Those people at that theater are a bunch of unscrupulous scammers... merchants who do not understand what art is all about!"
Sir Weissenasche was furious at the thought of his theater troupes being poached by the Norland National Theater.
Nonetheless, he swiftly recomposed himself. Even the most prolific of artists would still need to depend on money to survive, and the continuous losses of the theater made Sir Weissenasche extremely aware of this point. Hence, he knew that future talks were not going to be between artists but businessmen.
"Sir... showing this movie here... I will take full responsibility for the arrangements, including the promotion and publicity works. As for the proceeds from the ticket sales, does 70-30 work for you?"
If Sir Weissenasche had not really been short on money to the point of not being able to pay his employees, he would have asked Joshua to take a hundred percent of the proceeds as long as the movie could be played in his theater.
"Not a problem."
Compared with movie releases back on Earth, the box office after the movie's release would see the cinemas take a cut first, and the film studios would only get to see the earnings after they paid the various promotional costs and taxes. So, Sir Weissenasche's proposal was definitely very good.
Not to mention, Joshua literally did not invest a single dime in the creation of his movie, so everything was net profit.
"In that case, please wait for a moment and allow me to pen a contract. Also, Sir, you may wish to go to the Patent Registrar to gain the copyrights to this movie and the patent rights for the technology used."
Norland was a country that honored the spirit of the contract, and at the very least, Norland's laws were already quite comprehensive, where even things like "lawsuits" had taken shape.
"Yes, I will do so. But before that, I'd like to see the environment of this theater."
The size of the theater was large enough, and its interior decor was luxurious, but these were all prepared for a stage play. The venue itself may have very well been prepared only for a stage play too.
There was still a certain difference between a cinema and a theater. Before the movie was released, Joshua would need to temporarily transform the theater into a cinema.
"Of course, please follow me."
Sir Weissenasche stood up and personally brought Joshua on a tour of the theater.
The moment he pushed the door open, Joshua saw Ciri and Hyrlan who had been waiting for him outside for nearly two hours.
The attendant had found a table and two chairs just for them. There were black tea and snacks on the table, and it seemed like the two sisters had enjoyed a sumptuous afternoon tea... as well as hundred-plus rounds of Pong.


A group of dragons binging on a Game of Thrones marathon day and night.
Elven druids are crying fountains of tears to the story of Hachiko. 
Humans and dwarves trashing a pub just for a legendary Hearthstone card.
Even the gods have descended from the heavens to rush the publication of “Sherlock Holmes”.
Last but not the least, the archdruids setting up an online auction house business with the gnomes and dwarves as the cultural invasion from Earth descends upon this other world!

The banging at my door woke me from my sleep. I
realized the mess I have made on my bed. Jeez!!, so it
was all a dream with Cindy tormenting me this bad. I
rolled of the bed spread, got into my boxer and went to
answer the door.

7.00am, summary, I slept after talking with Precious
and had a dream with Cindy. No wonder they said most
of our dreams are made up by our day actions and
thoughts. That Sunday just like other Sundays, I didn't
feel like going to church. I can't remember the last time
I went to church. I think the last time was in the first
semester of my first year. Truth is that I am a staunch
catholic. In fact, it flows in my blood. My parents are
knights in the Catholic Church. I started serving at the
alter when I was 10years old. I lost the appetite for
church activities after my first year and since then I
have been worshipping God in my own way.

I did my morning drills of 150 pushups (30×5) and 150
sit ups (50×3), had my bath and breakfast of noodles.
After I devoured the noodles, I switched on my
television and sound system. Thank God for PHCN,
movie watching mode was highly activated. I resumed
with the '24hours' season seven that I was seeing
before.

Half way into the movie, I remembered the note
containing the number. I picked it from my reading
table and dialled the number. After two consecutive
rings without being answered, I dropped the phone and
resumed with the movie.

About 20minutes into the movie again, the number
started calling back. I ignored it twice before picking
on the third ring.

"Hello?" came a sweet calm feminine voice.
Immediately I heard the voice, my head ran a voice
recognition search. Match was not found.

"Hello, good morning" I greeted.

"Good morning, sorry I missed your call" she
apologized.

"No problem, so who am I on with?" I asked.

"Sorry, but don't you think I should be asking you that
that" she said sounding calm and respectful.

"Nah, I don't think so. Someone gave me a piece of
paper containing this number yesterday" I said with a
matter of fact.

"Oh! My bad. Thought you would never call" she said.
"Yea I didn't want to, but I guess my curiosity got the
best of me"

"Well, thank God you called"

"So who am I speaking with?" I asked again.

"I'm Shania" she answered and was about to say
something before I cut her off with another question.

"So Shania have we met or is something wrong?"

"About meeting, directly no, indirectly yes. But nothing
is wrong" she answered.

"I don't understand"

"Indirectly we met at Chitis on Saturday. Maybe you
didn't see me, but I saw you and you left an impression
with me" she explained.

"Ok Shania, don't know what to say, but I believe you
saw me with someone yesterday and that someone is
my girlfriend" I said.

I said that not because I wouldn't want to meet with
someone with such a beautiful voice. Who wouldn't
want to meet a girl that dropped her contact with you?
In this part of the world such acts are rare. But in as
much as I would want to meet her, a part of my mind
was telling me that it might be a set up by Cindy.

"Hmmmm!" She heaved a sigh before she continued. "I
will pretend I didn't hear the girlfriend part. So if you
don't mind can we meet? She asked.

"When?" I asked back.

"Today or maybe anytime of your choosing" she
replied.

"Ok let's make it today but the venue will be my
choice" I said.

"Ok, your way then. Let know whatever you decide" she
said laughing.

"Sure" I replied before the call ended.

I was not into any sort of frat or organization in school.
Even my town people meeting I no dey go. I hardly stay
for any class gathering. But despite that, am always
security conscious.

'Let's meet at 11:45 by 4pm', I typed and sent to her.
11:45 is a popular café in school
After that, I called Cindy but got no response after two
rings. She must be in church. I sent her a Sunday
message and resumed with my movie.

I got so engrossed in the movie because the next time I
checked, it was 2pm already. Whoever directed that 24
should be given an award together with Jack. I
prepared to meet Shania. If voices determines beauty,
then I think am going to meet an Angel.

I checked myself out on my mirror and nodded in
satisfaction. I don't dress heavily but looking simple
and classic is one of my principles. I sprayed my
'Royal Blue' cologne and left.

Time check 3:40, I was already on a suya joint opposite
11:45 chatting with the mallam that owns the joint who
is my friend. I switched my phone to silent mode and
waited.

Some 20minutes later, a girl alighted from a cab in front
of 11:45. "Wooow!" I exclaimed. This girl is an over
definition of beauty. Even the mallam stopped talking
for a while and stared at the girl. Cindy is very beautiful
and endowed but this girl is more beautiful and more
endowed.

She pulled out her phone and dialled a number.

Immediately my phone started vibrating. I ignored the
phone for the first ring. She dialled back again and I
busied the call. She turned around and started looking
at different directions. Just as I was about to go and
meet her, one tall, huge dude alighted from his parked
Toyota Avensus and approached the girl. My heart
skipped that minute. Some guys no dey carry eyes see
fine girls whether na person wife or not. I relaxed back
to watch what was going to happen.

For like three minutes, the guy was talking but the girl
just behaved like he wasn't even there, like he doesn't
exist. "This babe wicked gan" I said to myself and
decided to throw the girl a life line and walked up to
them.

To Be Continued…

Jin Xiangdong sensed a wrenching pain in his heart to see Lu Jia'er fighting off the security guards on her own. He was worried that she could be hurt. Yet, at the moment, the priority for him was to unlock the door. Otherwise, when they were captured, the consequences would be too serious to think about.
Jin Xiangdong was tapping so fast that his fingers were leaving afterimages. His expression was stern. He was a man of his words indeed. In less than a minute, he had found a loophole in the system and breached it.
The door that had an extremely high level of security clearance was cracked by Jin Xiangdong. When the door opened, the strong wind blew through his hair and he heard the sound of the helicopter's engine.
Jin Xiangdong ran over and protected Lu Jia'er from a security guards by kicking him. "Jia'er, let's go!"
"Okay!" said Lu Jia'er who was busy fighting.
The two of them spent a dozen seconds shaking off the security guards. Next, Jin Xiangdong grabbed Lu Jia'er's hand and ran to the door.
The rescue helicopter was alerted, just as they thought and it was about to take off.
The two of them were over 10 meters away from the helicopter. It seemed impossible that they could make it in time, not to mention a crowd of security guards were swarming over.
While anxious, Lu Jia'er had to think about a solution. Soon, she shouted to Jin Xiangdong next to her, "Do you want to create a scene like in the movies?"
Jin Xiangdong, who was running fast, turned towards her, "What are you saying?"
Lu Jia'er's answer was simple. "Watch me!"
Jin Xiangdong realized what was going to happen. He watched as Lu Jia'er dashed over. She jumped up and grabbed the railing below the boarding gate of the helicopter. Her leaping ability was outstanding. Then, at the speed of lightning, she climbed up and reached the cabin door.
All this happened in less than 15 seconds. It was really at the speed of lightning. Not long afterward, the helicopter descended for a few meters.
When Jin Xiangdong arrived, the helicopter was still hovering there. So, he climbed up quickly.
The security guards raised their guns at them and were about to shoot when Jin Xianglan stopped them. She had made it here on time.
Lu Jia'er stood by the cabin door sideways. She pointed to the pilot with a gun with one hand and pulled Jin Xiangdong up with another. She dragged him into the cabin right after.
The wind was heavy. Their hair was messy and the corners of their white coats were flapping in the wind. Standing on the landing pad, Jin Xianglan watched as the helicopter climbed up, higher and higher, further and further away, until she no longer had a visual…
After a long time, Jin Xianglan looked away. She returned to the research center and headed to the conference room at the central administrative unit directly.
After passing the recognition for her authority, she stepped to the conference room of the highest authority within the research center.
The rectangular-spaced desk was crowded with participants. Jin Shengping, who must have woken up some time ago, was sitting next to the podium. On his right was Colin, that "dead" Jason, and Professor Chen Ming.
Jin Xianglan stepped over and reported to the ones currently present. "The fourth phase of the Turing Test of Project C0001A is a complete success!"
The hall was filled with passionate applause. Jin Shengping wore a smile of satisfaction. He turned to the left slowly and looked at the man sitting there—Ian.
"Congratulations!" Jin Shengping said to Ian.
 Ian was smiling as well. "Same to you!"
Jin Shengping then said to Jason, "Jason, your fake death was very real. Thank you for your efforts!"
The vice chief engineer, the standing spokesman of external affairs for BUA technology, Jason, smiled. "I was only doing my job."
"Thank you, Professor Chen Ming! Thank you, Colin! Thank you all!" Jin Shengping complimented everyone happily.
Everyone returned with a smile. Then, Jin Shengping stood up slowly. "I hereby declare that the fifth phase of the Turing Test for Project C0001A has officially launched!"
After he finished his words, people began to applaud again.
With a bang, the cork of the champagne was unplugged. People began to celebrate with wine and the entire conference room for the central administrative unit was filled with joy.
Ian took his glass and stepped to the window. He looked at the blue sky through the window with a deep expression in his eyes. He recalled all that he had experienced with Lu Jia'er over this time like a movie playing through his mind.
Jin Shengping walked over to him and patted him on his shoulders gently. "Ian, what are you thinking about?"
Ian turned towards Jin Shengping. His sexy lips were raised. "The girl who restarted time," he said gently.
Jin Shengping laughed. "A novel written by whom? Su Han?"
Ian turned his looks away from Jin Shengping. "No, it is not. It is my summary of the fourth phase of the Turing Test of Project C0001A. But it can be an inspiration for Su Han's future novels."
"The girl who restarted time! That is a very accurate summary." Jin Shengping commented. "Also, I am looking forward to the fifth phase of the Turing Test of Project C0001A!"
 Ian smiled. "Yes, I am looking forward to that as well!" with that said, Ian clinked his glasses with Jin Shengping's. Ian took a sip. The two of them did the same thing of turning around and gazed through the window.
C0001A Lu Jia'er went through the Turing Test. She had been under a full system upgrade and grown into a comprehensive advanced AI from an AI with a specialism only in the field of psychology. With experience in love, her consciousness began to awake. From here on out, what kind of surprises would she bring about?
Postscript
White clouds dotted the blue sky. A medical helicopter flew through the sky.
Jin Xiangdong was on the pilot's seat and Lu Jia'er the copilot's seat. On the back was the knocked-out pilot.
Jin Xiangdong and Lu Jia'er were not talking. Their expressions were solemn. What happened 10 minutes ago was like a movie where the heroes barely escaped with their lives.
It was thrilling and dangerous. Their hearts were still racing from the fear and at the same time, cramped with confusion.
At the moment, Jin Xiangdong took a look back at the things that had happened. Based on his experience working in the field of AI development, he had the feeling that his encounter with Lu Jia'er was like a beautiful trap, a Turing Test engineered for Lu Jia'er.
In the meantime, Lu Jia'er was thinking about something as well, her conversation with Jin Shengping when they were going to visit Jin Xiangdong in the lab.
She asked Jin Shengping if her encounter with Jin Xiangdong was planned.
Jin Shengping kept quiet for a few seconds before he answered. Destiny. He said one word.
As they calmed down and combed through the events to review them, it was not difficult for them to detect some inconsistencies, for instance, about Ian, Colin, Jason, Jin Shengping, Jin Xianglan, and the most recent detail, the landing pad for the research center's helicopter. Why wasn't that place guarded by a huge crowd of security guards when the alarm went off at such a critical location?
At the underground base of the research center, they realized that they had stepped into a trap. But were they truly free from the trap by escaping from the base?
Jin Xiangdong turned to Lu Jia'er who happened to be gazing at him as well. Their eyes locked.
Jin Xiangdong reached out and grabbed her hand. "Jia'er, I love you!" He declared his affection in a low voice.
Lu Jia'er smiled to hear those words. "I love you, too!"
Hardly had the voice of hers faded away when the helicopter suddenly titled. Jin Xiangdong pulled up the right rudder and withdrew his hand from the operating rod.
Because of the sudden title of the helicopter, Lu Jia'er had to grab the safety pole tightly.
This abrupt scare in the air made both of them chuckle once they were out of immediate danger. The same idea was on both of their minds: whether this was a test or a trap, at least in this moment, they were together.
—


This is a therapeutic romance novel that mixes psychology and science fiction.

Lu Jia'er is a professor in psychology who is able to read the minds of anyone in the world. One day, she meets a special man, a legendary genius in the IT world rumored to be ugly—Jin Xiangdong.

In fact, he's not ugly, and it's love at first sight for Lu Jia'er. This is compounded by the fact that she can't read his mind. To figure out what's so "special" about him, Lu Jia'er accepts his invitation to join an artificial intelligence research team. In her spare time, she would pursue him.

She: "Can I chase after you?"
He considers for a few seconds. "It wouldn't be easy!"
She: "That's what I call a challenge!"
He gives her a friendly reminder. "Time is precious. Don't waste it."

Turns out that he was right. Not only is he difficult to chase, but he is also mysterious.

When the secrets slowly unravel, what kind of ending could it be?

'Good people should be blessed. But am I still a good person?'

Zheng knew he wasn't not a good person. Lori's death was too much of a shock to him, and he ended up corrupted. Living in a black and white world, games, bars, one night stands, drugs...

He couldn't imagine how she would react when she learned of it. She was so pure, flawless as a crystal. It reflected his filth.

Zheng had prepared for the worst. He sat on the sofa and lit a cigarette, then prepared to tell her. Lori stood up. "That's it. Stop. Look at your face, I can guess what you've been through. I don't want to hear it. It will just make me mad."

Then she put her head close to his. "Pervert. Listen carefully. I am back so you will forget all the messes from now on. Those women or other girls. Forget all this. There's only Lori, the only one. Understand?"

She started crying as she said. "I'm sorry. So sorry. I didn't keep our promise. To be together till our hair turns silver. To think about our childhood memories like in the songs. I can forget about you and my memories, but I can't forget this promise. You were probably so sad these years. I was selfish to leave you alone. I'm sorry."

Zheng embraced her without a word. All that was left in the room were her cries. But they knew that after all the sadness was let out, what they had left is hope. The past was over and their future had infinite possibilities and hope.

Times always goes by so fast when you're happiest. Zheng spent the days training, then looking through the items God had; and his nights watching horror movies with Lori. Yes, horror movies. He found out he could exchange any movie from God. As someone that had to survive through horror movies, it was more important than anything to be familiar with the plots.

This lasted for nine days. Today was the last day they were to stay in this place. They decided to take a rest and wait until the evening when they would be transported to the next movie. But before that, they had one last chance to finish preparation.

Eleven AM. Zheng was still in bed chatting with Lori.

"Then are you going today?"

Zheng felt a heavy weight. He didn't know what was next. Perhaps a virus, or monsters, or aliens. Once he's in there, survival is not guaranteed. So he didn't answer her. He merely held her tight.

"Our promise... to be together until our hair turns silver, to think about our childhood, you have to tell me stories, we have to travel in the real world, to watch auroras, to see the statues in Easter Island... so many promises. Tell me you will come back, and finish these promises with me."

Lori raised her head and looked at Zheng's eyes until he nodded.

"Love is like a sand castle. You put it together bit by bit, and have to prevent it from getting washed away. It's difficult and tiring but when you finish it, you will see how beautiful it is. It's worth spending so much to protect it."

He hadn't heard this for ten years. She always liked to say this, and then looked at him with expectation. He never paid much attention it it back then, but when he heard it again after ten years, he was moved.

"Then... please finish the castle. This time we will keep our promise together."

Zheng closed his eyes, and when he opened it again, he was determined. He will live no matter what.

"That's basically it. Three grenades each person, one haemostatic spray, one oral antidote, one bandage, and an amulet. Thanks to Zheng. These cost 100 points. We wouldn't have the points to exchange for them."

Zheng looked at his points with a bitter smile, he only had 276 points left, down from 6502. But then he looked at all the support items in his ring and felt better.

Jie packed his stuff then put them in his pockets. "Even though it's only a few days but you've trained everything you should. Just remember one point: Everything can happen in movies, so you must be cautious. And try to help others if possible, but if they affect your safety, kill them."

Lan and Xiaoyi hesitated, but Zheng nodded. "How are we going to the next movie? Do we just disappear suddenly?"

Jie shook his head. "No. When it's time, there will be twenty beams. You just have to stand in one."

They sat on the floor in the platform as they talked. Lori and the other two women didn't come out to see the departure. Perhaps women were all the same when they had to see their lovers go.

After twenty minutes, God became brighter and brighter. Then it shot twenty beams to the ground. A voice sounded inside their head.

"Enter the beam in thirty seconds. Target locked. Transportation to Alien starts." [1]

[1] Alien (1979) is a film about a highly aggressive extra-terrestrial creature that stalks and kills the crew of a mining spaceship. Original Trailer. Plot Summary.

Life...... 
What is it?
Want to know the meaning behind it?? 
So read it Ultimate terror

After the shock of seeing her real mother for the first time in 3 years, Yang Yi felt her mind cloud with all sorts of emotions. She didn't know when her feet had dragged her to the park near Wu Qian's villa. Her body slumped on the wooden bench under the bright willow tree as she stared into space. [How can that woman just pretend as if nothing happened back then? Did she think that time would solve everything? Hmph…you have the nerves to bring up Shao Qing…you were the one who sided with her, you let her steal Shao Qing….]
 Her thoughts ended abruptly when her phone rang. Yang Yi quickly dug into her purse and looked at the caller. {Wu Qian] Seeing the caller, she rolled her eyes and took a deep breath before swiping the answer button. "Hello"
 "Where are you?"
 "I'm…" Yang Yi looked at her surrounding for a second, she herself didn't know at first. "I'm at the park near the villa," 
 "I'll pick you up,"
 "Don't, I'll come back myself," with that, she quickly ended the call and got up. She looked at the time, 2:55pm. [Wu Qian should be coming home soon] Yang Yi pursed her lips. Of all things, she dreaded meeting Wu Qian the most, especially today. Just thinking about her own words this morning, "I'll try to live peacefully with you," she wanted to throw up. She could barely stand him, how was she supposed to pretend that she was actually trying. "Yang Yi, you can do this. For your future plans, you must win his trust." The whole walk home, she had been speaking to herself, trying to brainwash herself that she could do this. How hard could it be to win his trust? 
 Seeing his car already in the park way, she quickly forced the stern expression on her face to something much more approachable. "Madame, welcome back," one of the maids greeted her. 
 "Where is Wu Qian?"
 "In the living room," 
Yang Yi took off her shoes and walked into the living room slowly. She stopped at the door and stared at the busy Wu Qian, in his reading glasses, reading the newspaper. She leaned on the edge of the door and crossed her arms, still trying to figure out how she was going to approach him. [How was your day? Why are you home early? Have you eaten?] So many different ways to approach Wu Qian came to her head but Yang Yi didn't know why she wasn't willing to move her feet and say something. 
 "If you are done staring at me, come sit," Wu Qian set the newspaper down and looked up at her. "Who says that I was staring at you?" Yang Yi walked over calmly, as if his words didn't affect her. There were two types of women Wu Qian had encountered, those who became flustered after getting caught staring at him and those who acted brazen, not caring if they were caught or not. Of the two, Yang Yi was the only woman in his life to fit the second type. He let out a slight smile upon hearing her usual attitude, "Shall we watch a movie? I asked Jing Li to recommend a movie for us," he patted the seat next to him. 
 "You asked Jing Li?" she scrunched her brows as she sat next to him. Even she knew it was a bad idea to start with. "Mm…he recommended Titanic. I read the summary online, it doesn't sound too bad," Wu Qian nodded his head, he felt confident that she would like it but he never expected she would give him a dumbfounded look. "You're telling me you've never seen it? Unbelievable," she let out a short sigh. "You've already seen it?" his face turned a shade darker from the disappointment when he heard her nod her head yes. "Geez…you must be the only person who hasn't seen it. But then…judging from the looks of it, someone like you would never watch it," 
 "What is that supposed to mean?" 
 "Nothing," Wu Qian wanted to retort back but decided it was better to end it before they got into another argument. "Should we watch something else then?" Yang Yi crossed her arms and leaned back on the couch. "Forget it, since you haven't seen it, I can watch it again with you," In her opinion, this was much better than having a conversation with him. 
 As the classic movie played, Wu Qian could feel his heart beat. Did she not know how much effort he took to create this moment? He was never one to talk to a woman, the whole morning in his office; it was spent practicing how to talk nicely to a woman, not just any women, only Yang Yi. 
 It was silent in the room as they both watched the movie. Suddenly when they got to the famous scene of Jack and Rose on the ship, Wu Qian felt it was the right moment to make a move. His head moved slowly towards her shoulder, Yang Yi who was still engrossed in the film and only caught on to his action when it was too late. His head had touched her shoulder. In the next moment, she snatched the controller, powered off the television and tossed it on the table. "I'm going to give you three seconds to move your head or I'm cancelling everything I said this morning," she once again crossed her hands angrily. Wu Qian who was completely caught off guard scowled when hearing her words. "1…2…" before the third count, she felt the lightness of her shoulder once more. She proceeded to take a loud deep breath, clearly letting Wu Qian know that she was annoyed and then turned to face him. "Who said you could lean on my shoulder?" 
 "We are husband and wife. Besides, you were the one who said that we should live at peace with one another, that's what I'm doing," he tried to hide the irritation in his voice. When did he ever have to listen to the orders of a woman, not to mention, such a ridiculous demand…on the count to three? He hated himself for even obeying it. It was as if his body only moved to her commands. 
 She caught the anger in his eyes yet pretended she didn't notice. "When did I say we? I clearly said "I" this morning," she stood up, walked over to the drawer and pulled out a vanilla envelope. With an arrogant and confident turn, she lifted the envelope in her hands. "I will only say this once, I do not like people touching me, if we are to live in peace, you must obey my rules…"

***I'm going on a short hiatus on this novel to focus on my other novel. Thank you for the love***
"Even if you bind me in marriage, I, Yang Yi will never love you," 
Cold blooded businessman Wu Qian marries a woman of his past, Yang Yi, in hopes of righting his wrongs. But when he realizes his tactics don't work, how much is he willing to risk to gain her heart.

***I consider myself an amateur writer, if you see mistakes, please point them out even though there will be lots. Also, comments left behind in the chapters encourage me to continue. Just drop by and say hi~ Thank you for your time and enjoy***

Like many of you, I'm really like crossover fics. Mainly because I wonder how people will approach the actual crossover.

The most common crossover is a character from one series being inserted in another.

Second common is a person having the powers from one series, in another.

Third most common is two series clashing by a displacement in time, Space and the multiverse. As often seen in scifi fics.

I'm not going to primarily be talking about those today.

...... 
There is a type of crossover that is rare and makes for fantastically engaging reads. Things like the Nasuverse being merged with the Potterverse in a strongly intertwined whole, where the people of those two magic systems are not necessarily unable to perform each others crafts, but are simply biased to one form or the other.

Fics where such crafts are merged into a brand new reportoire all to bring about something new.

Surprisingly, it usually fails in the most popular series for fics and crossovers. For example Naruto and MCU.

Instead of taking the best of both and writing something new, people go with the most common crossovers methods.

But why not turn the continents into mirrors of each of the largest Shinobi nations, with modern societies whose cabals or democracy's are only able to exist because these modern chakra using Ninja organisations behind the scenes allow it.

People with super natural gifts might pop up, but they are just as likely to be swallowed up by these shadowy organisations, turned into ninja and turned loose on each other in geopolitical shadow Warfare, only to be interrupted by God's from other places, aliens with galaxy wide domination and genocide plans.

Basically, the stuff MCU and Naruto are known for. It would make for a fantastic, intricate read.

On the otherhand, combining things with stories and people from simular genres that are less often written about is also a road left mostly unexplored beyond logical reason.

Just in the ninja genre alone, we have the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, various marvel and DC characters and organisations, and video games that would make a fantastic blend with the series.

Imagine if Kumo for example had an Motive Operandi simular to the foot clan, and instead of bring located into a single large known village was spread about the land of lightning in clandestine dealings.

Or if the ninja villages were hunting down and competing for the ultimate blades ( Soul Calibur).

If humanity had to deal with demonic monsters and the ninja villages existed to combat them, in addition to the regular things we knew of. (the witcher, Ga:Rei Zero, Kekkaishi, you name it.)

Naruto for example, would not be on an escort mission to wave but instead be on his way to his first lowly ranked encounter with the paranormal. 

Imagine if Game Of Thrones took place in the Pokemon world, that the Targaryans tamed, bred and rode charizards to battle, that the Vale struck down its enemies from the skies from the backs of their pigeots, the North was hike to Aolian Persians, Ninetails, and other such ice powered creatures.

Imagine the battles in which blade met blade only to be  scoured by flames, frozen by frost, electrified by thunder of the tamed pokemon of the Lords among them.

Imagine if the wizarding world was located on Middle Earth, Voldemort was a dark wizard corrupting the minds of man in Mordor, hell bend to rule and enslave all in his way, and surprisingly the Hobbits took up the fight. 

Imagine the wizarding world becoming known to the mundane, causing them to shift the geopolitical power and redraw the lines in the sand of nations across the world, where technology and magic were now forced to mix, bringing to bare a MagiTech arms race that fuels the next world war. (hp + history of: irregular at magic highschool) 

Imagine instead of finding fantastic beasts, you hunted them down and killed them, in your militairy organisation upon graduating hogwarts. 

Monster Hunter International. Where you bust the doors down on Trailer Park Elves that have an illigal dragon smuggling ring.

Combatting inferni and zombie outbreaks caused by Necromancer and failed experiments. Hunting down evil magi whilst wielding enchanted weapons in a counter terrorism like unit. (monster hunter International by Larry correia / Harry Potter by J. K. Rowling) 

Imagine... That you did such blending type crossovers and did them right.

...... 
People don't do these for a reason. They're afraid of starting a new plot, which is why most fictions read like a recap of their original works with minor changes.

Usually, a bigger dick for the author, a harem of girls and godlike abilities that are barely used beyond their most brute force, right in your face applications there of. 

... Is that really the sort of fics you want to write? Is it really worth your effort or energy? The answer is... Not really. Unfortunately fear is a big motivator to make that choice anyway. 

But it doesn't have to be. The plots are already all around you. You can and should just write a summary for yourself of plots from series and other media formats you like, and apply it to your grand blending fics. 

All you need to do is write a paragraph sized summary for those adventures and fill them out without peaking to much at where you got them from. Apply the plot to your world and voila. 

An original adaptation that isn't the same yet has a good plot. 

I know what your thinking... That's theft. 

The truth is it isn't. There are literally thousands of stories where a Knight saves a princess from a dragon. 

None is the same. Yet they share the same overall plot... You know it, I know it, hell your grandma knows it. 

So why not do it? If you think that this is stealing... Then why are you writing a fanfic? Wouldn't that be even worse?  Atleast by blending worlds and plots from different places, you make a fanfic that is both epic and original. 

The result will be more original then when you replace your favorite character with yourself and super powers that you fail to even use correctly. 

Hell, If you're too lazy to make the summary yourself, look on the Internet for the name of your favorite movie or series explained in under 10 or 5 minutes, and you got a plot to apply to your fanfic that will set you apart and make you story special like nothing else will.

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Once again, I hope you have enjoyed this piece.
I hope some of you will feel inspired to do a blend type crossover and place something epic.

Often, if done well enough and a few names are changed here and there, they actually are original enough to become their own story, something you could actually earn money with without getting your ass sued.

Simply because, you mixed things up enough, Switched out names, altered geography, the types of enemies and amount and names of nations.

Can you recognise this one? I made it obvious by keeping the same plot but just changing the names of things. 

Ryan was a slave in Valkuria, healing elves for his Orcish boss when one day, a powerful looking warrior and a girl entered the clinic, they needed a cure for the poison his helmsman was under.

Unfortunately, there was no such cure in the shop and a snowstorm was about to roll in. Worried for these people, Ryan invited them into his home and learned the man was from an ancient order rumored to have supernatural powers, that was tasked to slay the enemies of man.

Ryan knew where the cure could be found, and offered to help by participating in the upcoming tournament for under 12 in which it could be won.

The warrior tough greatful, sensed the power within the boy, and began to plot a way to gain his freedom and induct him into the order.

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Let me know what you think in the comments!

Have fun!

Thoughts and Idea's with regards to fanfictions, builds for characters, weapons and more.

I'm not an author, my interests in a concept don't last long enough to write it and I am admittedly not the strongest in writing a decent dialog.

I'm someone who is Hyper Aware of a lot of things, and one of them is if something severely lacks. Whilst I can do art Inspite of that, I just can't bring myself to write dialog that doesn't feel perfectly natural.

That said, I do often write drafts for stories, sometimes I even manage a chapter worth of dialog that any author would be proud to own, but when it's about the baseline that I achieve for my dialogs, then I prefer not to publish.

However, I do have ideas, so many ideas and thoughts on things that I feel the need to express them. Hopefully, they will be of help for authors, who are feeling stuck or unsure how to develop their story, or want to write one but are unsure about what to write.

So, long story short. What follows are drafts for fics and stories. Ideas on how to build a convincingly strong character without needing all those rediculously overpowered bloodlines and abilities.

Ideas on how to develop abilities and exploit them, that you might not have thought to try.

Because let's face it, a creative mind can make even the simplest of abilities into a versatile master piece.

All of those things, you will find here, sooner or later. So have fun, be inspired or horrified at what you read. ;p

1984 movie summary

Summary

Terror Infinity

I'm Mineta

I am in Hollywood

Cultural Invasion into Isekai

campus dilemma

The Girl Who Restarted Time

Ultimate terror

Forget the Past, Love Me Just Once

What would you do? (Ideas and concepts)

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