Three black werecat orphan brothers are trying their best to find a home when they are finally adopted. Everything goes great with their new family until tragedy strikes and they are left with an unexpected guardian.

Out of nowhere our protagonist Arthur was smack by truck-kun and transported to another world.



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"Is there any new information?" Hao Xuan inquired with an uncertain gaze. 
Over the last two weeks he had gone above and beyond to find Ryfon's niece. Even taking into account that she had changed her face and body, Hao Xuan found one way or another to get close to each female currently living in the walking city and see for himself if they were the one. 
Alas, all of that was for naught seeing as it didn't bring him any closer to finding her. 
But what it did give him was a reputation as a devoted womanizer, even though he tried very hard to avoid it. 
Jin Wang leaned back against the tree to take shade from the scorching heat of the sun. 
"You've met almost all of them. Even the ones that were out on long-term missions returned for the most part, other than one."
"So there really was another??" Hao Xuan asked excitedly, "When? When is she coming back?"
But to his dismay, Jin Wang responded with a loose shrug, "Dunno. Sometime tonight, cause of the big fight tomorrow. But she will be gone again right after so your time is limited."
Hao Xuan took off his shoe and threw it right at Jin Wang's head, who calmly leaned a little to the right and avoided it.
"Tonight when dumbass? The night is 60 hours long!" 
Annoyed by Hao Xuan's actions, Jin Wang picked the shoe back up and 'returned' it post-haste. 
"I don't know bitch, why you taking it out on me? Nobody knows her so they can't say when she's coming."
Hao Xuan ducked, the shoe barely missing his head with frightening speed. 
"Tch, you useless bastard!" Hao Xuan grumbled before turning around to leave. 
"Kiss my ass!" Jin Wang retorted. 
Hao Xuan took two steps before stopping mid-stride, startling Jin Wang.
"W-What? You wanna fight?" he raised both his fists in front of his face. 
Hao Xuan didn't turn around, "How did she stay outside for so long? Don't you need a protector's permission for that?"
Jin Wang let out a breath of relief and relaxed. 
"Oh, yeah you do. Apparently the third protector guy gave her full permission."
"The third protector?" Hao Xuan's brow furrowed.
The third protector was the one in charge of protecting the city itself. Until now, Hao Xuan had not seen him in person, only heard rumors about him from Henrik.
Apparently he had a very special background and had come over to their continent from one of the others. All they knew about him was that he was extremely powerful and kept his distance from the others. 
In fact, he had never given permission to anyone since they couldn't even find him. Hao Xuan speculated that he was in one of those pocket spaces located around the city, which is why no one could find him. 
'Why did someone like him give exclusive access to just one student?' Hao Xuan pondered. 
"Something isn't right...." he mumbled as an easy feeling crept into his heart. 

After changing into the proper clothes, Hao Xuan left the walking the city for the location of the first battle. It was 3,000 kilometers away from the city.
After moving a kilometer or so away from the city on foot through the dense forest, Hao Xuan stopped at a clearing. He reached into his storage space and took out a round clay-like token. 
This was a beast token used to store wild beasts. 
By inserting a bit of Qi, Hao Xuan called out his most recent purchase. 
*Neeeigh* x2
It was a grey horse-like beast native to this planet. It had two heads and tails, six sturdy legs with which it reached a height of 2.5 meters when standing straight. 
Hao Xuan had named him based on the color of his hide, "Grey". He had gotten this beast from one of the local cities through Henrik. Apparently it belonged to a mortal King. 
Hao Xuan happened to see it by accident and couldn't let it go after that, especially since the beast had a word of power of its own. It was hidden very well so unless one looked carefully, it wasn't easy to find it. 
He had Henrik buy the beast for him through a number of unscrupulous means. 
Grey was bred and fed as a suitable mount for a King so he certainly was held to a strict standard even without the word of power. 

"Hey, did you miss me? Huh?" he rubbed the white mane on top of Grey's two heads, getting another loud neigh in response. 
"That's a good boy, hahaha. Let's go!" Hao Xuan said while jumping on his back. 
There was no need for a saddle as Grey's body was basically made for a rider. 
With a kick of his hind two legs, Grey sprinted forward, nimbly moving between the thick trees decorating the labdscape. 
A vague green light could occasionally be seen under each of his six hooves.
This was the word of power.
For a normal creature under the profound realm, especially one that couldn't fly, covering 3,000 kilometers could take tens of hours depending on the terrain. 
But thanks to Grey's word of power, his speed kept increasing steadily until he was running on air a couple of feet above the ground. 
"It's amazing every time I see it," Hao Xuan couldn't help but mumble peering down at Grey's legs. 
He had named this word of power 'Venus'. It had a few different uses and applications from what Hao Xuan had seen so far. 
One, it increased Grey's speed exponentially. Steadily it would keep increasing as he ran until he passed the sound barrier at which point he was just a blur. Hao Xuan hadn't measured the exact speed because it kept increasing slowly over time. 
Second, Grey made no sound whatsoever while running. Hao Xuan concluded this had something to do with the word of power being a wind-type in nature. 
Third, Grey had basically no weight while sprinting. 

Hao Xuan lowered his head and closed his eyes, letting Grey do all the work. His consciousness appeared back into his Mind Palace. His gaze fell on the out-of-place rock in the middle of the Mind palace near the podium. 
This was the other creature with a word of power that he had gotten his hands on (CH 502).

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The world ended in 2012. Hao Xuan was transported to a brand new place along with the rest of humanity. The novel follows his adventures through this vast new plane, fighting men and beasts alike, making friends, finding love, and etching out his own existence in the vast universe. All the monsters from your dreams, stories, and movies are real in this fantastical place. 

 

Authors notes: I know it might seem like things have taken a big turn out of nowhere around chapter 14, but I assure you that if you keep reading, it will ALL make sense (around chap 92 I believe is where its explained).
Remember, EVERYTHING is connected, more or less. The most insignificant things could have a huge impact on the story or the biggest thing could not influence it at all, at least not from what you can see.

The whole point of the novel is for you to be as surprised as the main character, feel what he is feeling etc, so some things have to be kept hidden. You won't always see things from every perspective. 

My advice, relax, put on some good music and read, its going to be an "experience" if I can get my vision out to you guys properly.

Few days have past but and from that day I haven't seen Shivoy and his bike. I wonder where would he be?

It was around seven in the evening, I opened my WhatsApp and saw Ryan's status. It was a beer bottle..

￼

'So many fucking problems in life.. This will help me out'.

I read aloud this caption.
I wonder if he could have problems too. Come on, if he have them why don't he fucking work them out? 

"Fuck the problems man" I texted him.

"I can't" he replied.
As if he is some kind of a movie leading character. I rolled my eyes. That dumbteen, drinks a lot. 
There was another status from him, he was with Shivoy. 

The caption was
'brothers full gone 🍺🍻🍾🤤'

I wonder if Shivoy drinks too. Well, obviously he does. Whatever, I'm glad he still exists here. I have kept the screenshot. I wish I could show you but I'm afraid, you know :(
But that image was quite relieving for me. I think he no more wander around this area where I live. I have never seen him around our school from that day, except for once when he came to pick up Ryan.

WhatsApp is a different world for we friends, in fact, for our entire class. I love WhatsApp. His founder must be awarded with Nobel prize. Why isn't there some famous respects for them who creat such apps. Is there any? 
I never know about them.

Next day.

In the school,

We had our science test, and I have slept for just 2 hours last night. That test was supposed to be easy but it was horrible. Before exams, you could see everyone was having their notebooks with them, they were still studying.

I smirked "poor people, science is easy" I murmured to myself. But this was my misconception. 

Suddenly, Vaish bumpped to me.

"You tell me one thing, today is science test and last night you were hanging out when you were not even prepared, how can you do that?" I asked her frowing. 

"Chill girl." She replied.

"Hey, what is semen?" Pranjal asked me.

"Semen is the mixture of fluid secreted my the seminal vesicles and the sperms. That fluid provides it with nutrition" I replied her.

"Ewww...." Vaish reacted.

"What? I haven't asked you to drink it have I ?" I reacted. We all laughed.

" Ewww... Don't say that..I'll vomit."

"So you mean you'll vomit if you drink it. Right?" I Chuckled. Her reaction worth.

"Stop it. Eww... I'll vomit on you." We all laughed.

Few minutes after, we were in the hall. And next to me was roll number 12104, a boy of 12th standard. 
The test paper was easy but I could not remember name of any bacterial sexually transmitted disease. 

"7th question" the girl who sat right in front of me asked.

When I saw the question, it was..

' Q.7- Name some of the contraceptive devices to avoid pregnancy.'

I wasn't supposed to pronounce 'condom' in the class. I felt ambarassing especially when there's a boy sitting right next to me who is close enough to hear any word I pronounce.

"It's easy sis"
The invigilator turned to us. And we acted as if we are trying to recall something. She then asked the invigilator to help her understand that question. That invigilator (she, our councillor teacher) read the question and said, avoiding eye contact with anyone.

"you've to write the names of devices used, ummm...you must have learnt in biology" 

I rolled my eyes.

I mean what kind of explanation was that?

Well the question itself was ambarassing.

I recalled, we were taking about porn last day that could give her an idea. No one of us watch such things. But that was another ambarassing stuff to be pronounced.

"The thing we were taking about last day." I told her. I don't know if she understood. But she gave out a sigh.

I better concentrate on my test.

The two last classes after test was that of games. We played cricket. I made a Hat-trick.

After school, the other fun place is my tution classes. 

The class was about male reproductive system in humans. And as usual we were taking every word as a joke and we were composing jokes. 

Our teacher then started teaching us about semen, 

what a coincidence. 

Shrishti and Pranjal were sitting in front of me with Ruby. I and Vaish were together on the last bench. 

"She wants to taste semen" I told shrishti. 

She burst out into laughter and told the same thing to Pranjal and ruby.

The did the same and looked at vaish while laughing and covering their mouths with their hands.

"What?" Vaish pronounced in total confusion.


"Hey, you know? ***** wrote 'porn' in the 7th question's answer."

"Whattttt???" I burst out into laughter. Dumbo!!

"Ewwww .....so that's why you guys were laughing. Ewww... I'll vomit." Shrishti told vaish and she freaked out ewwing. 

I wonder how will our biology teacher will react when he'll read that answer.

___

We captured pictures during the break in the washroom.

It's our favourite place to take pictures. 

I returned to home and to my surprise the house was locked. I mean seriously how can they be so careless. Nobody cares for me *sobbing emojie*.

I went upstairs to the roof. Fortunately we live in an apartment so I don't have to worry for a shelter when my house is locked. See, god knows this would happen. I danced and sang on the roof. When I felt tired I went to my neighbour's house.

Dipti, she was all alone at home. She studies in the same school as Shivoy and she's in 7th standard and she's a nice girl, I love her. I decided to take it as a good opportunity to know more about him. She told me much more than I expected. But before she could finish, another nice lady, her mother entered the room.

"I can found Om nowhere" saying this freaked out with fear. 

Now we had another job of finding Om ( Dipti's younger brother).

More like a mission.

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who can't bear pain?

one who is use to it or the one who is new to it? 

obliviously, the later one.

her heart is delicate and never she has seen a painful side of her life. She fell in love and fell from love because he left and she had no contact with him . also she is not sure if he liked her back. in fact she thinks it's the opposite.

maybe, she falls again but this time she's afraid. Her delicate heart is getting harder. 

from a noob she became a pro player in this game, just to defend her and not to play with others life.



Surprisingly talkative, the long fish continues to shed. "Why aren't you talking? I'm speaking your language." 

The upgrade still going on, Tim's body feeling completely sore, trying to talk, the young stingray can't yet let out a word. 

Pissed because of the silent treatment, the long fish doesn't say a word more and slowly swims closer towards Tim's face. 

[Your jaws have been upgraded to level 3.] 

Still feeling sore but able to speak, Tim unleashes a sentence for the sake of stalling. "I don't know who you are." 

That of course is a lie and the long fish decided to point it out. "So you don't remember stabbing my eye out?" 

And the few seconds of silence after it, is all Tim needs to launch what can make the difference between life and death. 

Charging forwards from his spot, swimming underneath the long fish, Tim waves his barb and stabs the enemy right across the face. 

It's enough to make a fish of this size [1 meter] flinch in pain and Tim didn't fail to further stretch out this disposition. 

Using the upgraded jaws, Tim bites the long fish right near the neck, takes off a 4 centimeter wide bite. 

The jaws went through flesh rather quick, they feel sharper than usual which grants another second to land strikes. 

Swimming forward, Tim swipes his tail up and down, hitting the long fish on several spots across the belly and at the end going for the tail to take a chunk off. 

"Just stand still so I can eat you!" The elongated fish yells out, somehow still alive regardless of all those strikes from the little Tim. 

"Eat my ass." Tim replies, spotting that the enemy has turned around already. 

Clapping its row of pointy teeth, the enemy charges forward at a built up burst of speed. 

Swimming upwards and inevitably evading the enemy, Tim's spots him bashing the wall of the den. 

Getting a bit of a blurry vision, the enemy doesn't move a foot more and tries to wait it of. 

Swimming above the enemy, Tim uses his weaponry of a tail to strike the long fish all across the back, landing about 6 more blows and again going for the tail, taking off a bite in less than a split second. 

Spotting that the enemy isn't turning around to strike, Tim goes ahead to take another bite off. 

Witnessing something he did not expect after, the enemy fish's belly directs towards the ceiling, blood coming out of everywhere already. 

It ain't pretty but it's survival of the fittest. This fish busted in the den, threatend to take the food and not to mention threatening murder. 

[Great barracuda killed, 40 points have been rewarded.] 

"That was a barracuda?" Tim questions, tad forgetting that these animal species exist. 

[Eating an entire barracuda grants the following.] 

[Effect on hunger, +30 up to 70 bars.] 

[Effect on health, +30 bars.] 

[Effect on sleep, +10 bars.] 

[Effect on stamina, +15 bars.] 

"Those rewards are huge! He was an easy kill." Tim yells out the obvious, hoping that this isn't a mistake. 

[This isn't a shrimp, you can see how large the barracuda is.] 

Taking a better look, Tim starts to understand the point. This fish has to be at least 15 times his size, stretches a meter long even. 

But still the reward is still large and Tim can't help thinking. "Maybe this system isn't so greedy." 

[Your hunting skills have become exemplary, you nearly don't fit the criteria to kill a barracuda any yet you did.] 

Getting a compliment from the system, that's the first time for everything but it's more of a seed for something else. [I recommend increasing personal IQ, it will make you a better hunter.] 

Liking the idea of becoming smarter, but having doubts, Tim questions. "Do I have enough points?" 

[Total system points = 75] 

[You need 15 more system points to increase your personal IQ by 5 points.] 

And this time instead of complaining, Tim actually finds enthusiasm. "Oh, maybe I need to kill more sardines. Still I'm very close to buying another upgrade!" 

Going for the barracuda after, the young stingray sinks his jaws in but not enough to snap another chunk of meat off. 

Just enough to move the fish and place it near the other food storage, but it's no easy task. Would make one think that it would be easier to kill a barracuda than carrying it. 

Tim uses all the power of his fins to drag it back, flapping them around and putting every muscle into use but it's still barely enough. 

Such a struggle can't help make him think, "What I'd give to be bigger right now. There isn't an upgrade like that, right?" 

[System can't control how big you grow, that solely depends on your age.] 

[At the moment you are 31 days old.] 

Finally pulling the body down to the edge of the den and swimming to his last sleeping spot, and questions. "Do you have another task for me... which task is this?" 

[You have completed 3 system given tasks so far.] 

[Next task, locate and kill any species of seahorse.] 

Remembering what the last task projected, and searching for a seahorse striking unusual, Tim questions. "They aren't dangerous right? I don't want to walk in another death trap." 

[No task I give you projects a death trap, system wants guest to progress and survive.] 

[Sea horses are commonly harmless, easy to kill. The only trouble you will face is finding one, they are small and not so common in these parts.] 

"Oh so I should rest?" A good question to ask, the system hasn't been wrong so far. 

[Not necessarily, but you need to replenish your health since this task may require travel that's longer than usual.] 

Looking at the barracuda, Tim takes a few more moments to replenish stamina and then slowly makes his way towards the corpse. "Oh then this barracuda will be my meal today. That should teach him a lesson for wanting my meal." 

[Take as many bites as you can handle, scavengers tend to go in dens when the resident isn't there. You might not find bits of your meal after returning.]

"The Hell!? Why am I underwater?"

[System reboot]

[Loading...]

[I'm your ocean survival system, you are my servant]

[Feed me points, and I'll show you the secrets of survival with the aid of body upgrades]  

"Oh for the love of..."




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When Sophia awoke, she was first shocked. After, when she realized what happened, she thanked Dyon profusely, swearing to pay him back in any way she could.
Dyon only laughed and waved it off. He didn't save her for the credit. Plus, he got a valued experience out of saving her life. When he became a genius of runic vein theory in the future, she would definitely be among those he thanked in his mind.
As for the three disciples Arthurian injured, Dyon simply gave them pills. The valley was closing soon, so despite their injuries being less severe, he didn't have to time to heal them personally. It was a good thing none of them knew much about alchemy and pills, or else they would have been shocked by the level the pill reached.
It wasn't long before the group of six began walking toward the edge of the outer valley. They all knew that there was a large elephant in the room that they weren't speaking of, but there was nothing they could do about Violet's deathly silence. It seemed as though she had not even breathed in the last few days.
Giving Dyon a meaningful look, Sophia and the three disciples walked off ahead, slightly disappearing into the fog.
Dyon couldn't help but cringe when he saw this. Did they really think he was her boyfriend? Dammit.
'If I try to avoid this, they'll think I'm insensitive.' In the end, he could only grit his teeth and walk beside Violet. Although he didn't particularly care about what others thought of him, he had his own moral line to follow as well. He couldn't leave a woman who had just gone through something like this alone, despite him not having a good initial impression of her.
After almost another hour of complete silence, Violet suddenly spoke. Her voice was clear and firm, once again, as though nothing had happened.
"How did you manage to escape the Grandmaster?"
Dyon smiled weirdly, but still answered. "Our month-long contract was up a while ago."
"Oh? I'm surprised she kept her word." Violet muttered absentmindedly.
Dyon could only silently chuckle. It was true that in those sorts of situations, it would be more likely for the sun to rise in the west than for a woman of Clara's caliber to let something go so easily. But, Clara was his wife, no matter how abrasive she is, she wouldn't make things too difficult for him.
After another long silence, Violet couldn't help but break it again.
"Are you going to make me say it?"
Noticing the odd tone in her voice, Dyon frowned in confusion. "Say what?"
"You asked me what I thought about you when you stopped me from killing those three. Do you really need a woman to ask you for an explanation? Shouldn't you be active and provide it for yourself?"
"Uh…" Dyon's words became stuck in his throat. In any other situation, he would draw a clean line between them no matter how her feelings were hurt. But, he almost didn't have the heart to do so just two days removed from those events. The process of 'letting someone down easy' wasn't so easy at all in this situation. Dyon felt like whoever came up with the saying should suffer punishment for being so misleading.
Seeing Dyon unable to answer, Violet pressed. "I didn't kill them because of your word. Is it that your word means nothing?"
Her voice cracked, a flurry of bottled emotions overflowing. "I get it. You don't want a woman who's been tainted like me. Who would want a wife seen so casually by another? Am I worth nothing now?"
The complex emotions in Dyon's eyes lit. That wasn't it at all! He wanted to roar. But, no matter how he tried to frame it in his head, nothing came out right.
With his speed of thought, he must have thought through thousands of possible responses in that moment, yet none seemed to fit.
Dyon knew in his heart that Violet's plight wasn't the reason he didn't want her. If the words she was saying came from Ava's mouth instead of her own, Dyon wouldn't hesitate to take Ava in arms.
The difference was clear. Violet was only seen naked, while Ava, although she fell unconscious, was legitimately anally raped. It wasn't to belittle what Violet had gone through, but it was to prove that Dyon wasn't judging her based on merely being seen by another man considering he was willing to accept Ava despite far worse being done to her.
He just didn't have those kinds of feelings for Violet. And although his relationship with Ava wasn't romantic either, she had a place and pedestal in his heart Violet didn't.
Maybe the largest difference between the two was that Ava would never try to leverage her situation or entrap Dyon on moral standings like Violet was doing now. This made the irony of it all that this very situation would never occur between him and Ava. In fact, if Dyon knew Ava at all, even if she did grow feelings for him, she would rather die than tell him about it for fear that he would only accept her feelings out of pity.
When Dyon reached this conclusion, his heart steeled.
"Violet, I'm sorry. I can't accept your feelings."
Dyon didn't turn to see Violet's face fall or her devastated reaction. Or, more accurately, he couldn't. Because the moment his words sounded out, the valley trembled and their nearly three-month adventure came to an end.

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Suddenly a robust man appeared as he spoke with a deep tone. Arthur glanced at him and from all the scars he held over his face and bare upper half he knew this man was a fight maniac.
And also he realized his race.
"A berserker?" he softly muttered while he felt the nervousness in the atmosphere coming especially from the three supreme leaders of his.
"Who is that damned person? Show yourself up and kneel for mercy now," the mage shouted again and his face veins bulged from his rage.
"It's me," Arthur simply flapped his wings and flew a couple of tens of meters in the air to be seen clearly by everyone.
"Who the hell are you?" the mage seemed quite puzzled, "I never heard of a dragon being here leading this forsaken place."
"Your intel is wrong," Arthur calmly said, opposite to the feeling prevailing now over his three supreme leaders.
"Intel?" the mage asked in surprise, "what a weak kid like you can possibly tell about me?"
"A berserker," Arthur simply said, "one who doesn't feel right or bad, or believe in any but war and fight."
The mage raised an eyebrow before Arthur added, "and you came here hired by those dark mages to join the war. It's only fun, not business to you."
"It's business!" the mage bellowed in a loud tone, "and I'm here to crush the entire planet and make it all belong to the dark side."
"Nonsense," Arthur wasn't fazed by the domineering aura of that berserker, "you only care about fight, and another thing."
"Oh," the mage muttered with shining eyes, "the kid can keep his calm in front of my shout… impressive." He glanced deeply at Arthur before suddenly asking, "this… isn't the first time you see one of my kin, right?"
"Berserkers are smart as I know of," Arthur smiled.
"And you lived after… how come?"
"Why did you assume I was the target, not the client?"
"The client?" the berserker laughed like he heard an amusing joke, "c'mon, you aren't just weak but also poor and don't have any connections of any kind to hire one of us," the berserker glanced in serious way, "you were a target and your presence here meant you killed my brother."
"Oh do you know him?" Arthur suddenly had his hopes elevated by a mile.
"All berserkers are brothers in arms," the giant berserker calmly said, "and if you laid a finger on one of my people then wiping all of your people shall be the appropriate response."
"What if he was a friend of mine?" Arthur didn't risk delaying to expose his relationship with Orlaf.
"A… friend?!!" The berserker in front of him was instantly shocked before he laughed, "c'mon, if you planned to fool me then you should use a better excuse than that."
"Then how can you explain him letting me off?"
"You killed him," the mage said, "it's this simple and easy conclusion."
"A mage from a lower world with no backing and no power killed a powerful berserker?" Arthur said with a grin, "c'mon, be more realistic."
"It's your words," the mage said, "and I'm just explaining them that's all."
"Then explain them in a logical way, not in such an impossible way."
"Befriending one of us is more impossible than killing us!"
"It's not like you are that kind of a race so hard to get along with."
The mage glanced deeply at Arthur before suddenly asking:
"Give me the name of that fellow and I'll see if I know him or not."
"What guarantee you won't sell him out?" Arthur calmly responded while not showing any sign of agreeing to that request.
"He is my brother, how can I sell my own brother?"
"It's not enough," Arthur shook his head.
"Then what do you ask for? To come and fight for you?" the berserker laughed.
"I can handle my own matters here," Arthur confidently responded, "but I need another thing, so easy and can reassure the safety of my friend."
"Tell them."
"Your word."
"Hahaha," the berserker laughed, "this is the silliest joke I've ever heard. You want this useless thing as a reassurance for your friend?"
"Your words meant everything to you," Arthur simply said, "if you gave me your word then I'll be relieved to sleep at night without worrying about my friend's safety."
The mage kept glancing deeply and silently at Arthur for long minutes. "It seems you put that fellow in high regard."
"He is a friend," Arthur casually said, "and for me I would never betray or cause anything to harm my friends."
"Humph," the berserker harrumphed before adding, "alright, you got my word. Whoever my brother who befriended you is, I won't tell anyone and keep this as a secret for his safety."
"Are you sure you can hold yourself to this promise?" Arthur didn't hurry to celebrate the success of his plan.
"Sure, as you know words for us are very sacred," the mage calmly said before adding, "come, tell me the name privat…"
"It's called Oralf," just before he could finish his request to know the name in private, Arthur hurriedly shouted this name out loud, making his face change.
"You…" the berserker hurriedly turned around while muttering, "sh*t!"
"Sorry my friend's brother," Arthur cracked a smile, "I had to make sure you won't end up killing me."
"I will kill you now for this," the face of the berserker was unsightly yet Arthur didn't feel any threat at all while even laughing.
"It's not the time to threaten your brother's friend," Arthur said as he pointed towards the grand army behind the berserker, "we have an army to slay here."
"But…" the berserker hesitated.
"We won't tell anyone about this secret!" Suddenly another giant appeared from the back of the army as he hurriedly shouted with some fear in his voice, "this is my word to you. Plus you already gave us your word to help."
"A dead man is the best man to keep a secret," Arthur sneered before adding, " and you can't feel any guilt here, right? After all you have two words here and you have to choose one."
"You are such a dirty dragonair," the berserker was too frustrated at the moment of Arthur, "I can't believe my brother really befriended and told you his name!"
"C'mon, I'm the weakest person among you all," Arthur didn't even feel a threat here, "you are all giants and I'm just a mere dwarf compared to you."
"Not an excuse to fool us!"
"I didn't," Arthur shrugged, "you gave me your word and I answered your question. Now you have to help your brother, or do you perhaps prefer an outsider of your own kin?"
The words of Arthur made those behind the berserker pale. "We can pay double," another giant monster hurriedly said, "no triple… wait I can pay ten folds the amount we promised you."
The berserker didn't say a word while Arthur only laughed. "You are fighting a losing war already my friend," Arthur said, "if I were you, I would start running now before it's too late."
Those standing behind the berserker glanced in doubt towards him while he kept his silence. It was obvious by now what side he would select and what word he would stick with.
"Kill him!"
The last monster suddenly shouted, "we are strong as well and we outnumber him. He won't be the first berserker to be killed anyway."
The words of that monster came at the right time to make the berserker take the last step and decide with clear heart and mind to support his promise to Arthur.
"Who said he is alone?" All of sudden Amera appeared to stand beside the berserker before the other two came along and stood beside him.
"A friend to our friend is our friend," the crow said.
"Just try to touch a single hair of him and I'll show you how mighty the bronzed giants are!" Doaf didn't hesitate to declare his stance and support to the berserker who was glancing in a weird way to them.
"They are nothing," the monster returned to speak his nonsense again, "they are much fewer in number compared to us. Don't falter and all move forward, we have a berserker and his dummy friends to kill today."
The war kicked off highly intense from the start as a very brutal myriad of attacks started to appear everywhere around the shield.
And just before Arthur could move out and join this war, Gege returned and said all of sudden:
'They are here.'
"How many?"
'Over five thousands so far and counting.'
Arthur glanced at the army reaching twenty thousand and smiled, "just in time… bring them in now. Let's show our new friend what I can do for my friends."


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Arthur was a peerless sword cultivator possessed by experimenting and trials. After unlocking a great secret in cultivation, he was punished by heavens and transmigrated into the body of  a worthless heir to a nameless clan in a world without spiritual energy. 
The world is built on mages where they kill monsters and absorb their energy to form inner demons.
Follow Arthur's journey to build himself up from scratch and seek his former power again while his soul is tarnished by Willy's weak soul and many of his abilities and powers are sealed by heavens.
It's a story of a rise up of once strong man from the bottom to top. Watch Arthur grow in strength and form a team of his subordinates to crush the worlds and gain his former power back.
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"So that I understand. You, the High King of Skyrim, wants to recruit the Dark Brotherhood to your Spy Network," says the woman.

"Exactly," says Vincent as he sits down on a chair that was in the room and offers her a seat before continuing.

"For my Spy Network to work I still need assassins and the Dark Brotherhood has them," says Vincent.

"So you won't go after us?" asks the woman confused.

"As long as you kill the person I tell you," says Vincent as he looks seriously at the woman and says, "The moment you keep doing the work of the Brotherhood will be the day I will hunt you down and I mean until every last one of you is dead in Tamriel."

"Alright, understood. No more Dark Brotherhood murdering. I will need time to inform my people," says the woman seriously.

"Good now you will come here to Riften with them and meet the former Thieves Guild. They are also in the Spy Network. You will all work together and the outpost in Falkreath and Dawnstar will be used to raise more recruits. This Network will reach all over Tamriel and will be feared far more than the Dark Brotherhood," says Vincent as he stands up.

"I will leave then, my lord," says the woman, who was about to leave.

"Your name?" asks Vincent as he didn't know it yet.

"Astrid," says Astrid.

"Good from today on you are the head of the Assassination department. You can leave now," says Vincent helping her out.

Astrid leaves and only Mina and Vincent are left in the room. They go to sleep for the next day would surely not be easy.

The next day they take off and with the help of some dragons that escorted them they arrived quite fast near Dawnstar at the Hall of the Vigilant that was already burned down.

"So you fought here then?" asks Vincent after seeing the Hall that was completely gone.

"Yes, we were lucky that we didn't die," says Talon as he passes his hand through the ashes of it.

"Well, where should we go again?" asks Mina after giving a prayer for the dead.

"It's this way once we are up there we will find the cave those bloodsuckers came for. I just hope that the old man is still alive," says Talon worried.

"Old man?" asks Vincent confused.

"Adalvald, he was the oldest Vigilant that was living in the Hall. He knew everything about the Dimhollow Crypt and warned us every time about it being a Vampire Nest. We didn't believe him since we went there every two weeks to look out so the old man could sleep without worry. But it seems we were wrong and the old man was right. He was dragged away by the Vampires back then," says Talon as he guides them to the Cave.

"So it's here," says Vincent as they dismount and says to the chocobos, "You two should stay outside for this time we need to be sneaky and with you two it won't be easy. We will call you when we are out of the cave."

The chocobos rubbed their heads against their owners before going against their will and leave to search for a secure place to stay.

"Let's go in to find out how bad everything really is," says Vincent as they enter the cave and find two vampires standing guard while an undead dog was with them.

"That's new," says Talon as he sees an entrance where before was only a boulder.

"What do you mean?" asks Vincent.

"The entrance was never there. They must have moved the boulder and cleaned the way," says Talon.

"Good for us that means they needed time to move everything as well as to clean a path. So whatever they are searching here is still here," says Vincent as he looks at Mina.

"This should be easy," says Mina as she prepares the Bow and Vincent takes his spear and is prepared while Talon grabs his sledgehammer.

"Now," shouts Vincent startling the vampires and dog when his spear pierces one of the Vampires while Mina kills the other with an arrow. Talon killed the dog with one swing of his hammer.

"Good now we only need to find the mechanism to open the gates," says Vincent as he takes his spear out of the corpse and burns them to make sure they are really dead. They search for the mechanism and find it after a moment.

Then they continue finding some graves and skeleton walking around with a vampire in the middle of everything. They fight their way through them arriving in another room with a cascade again with skeletons and a vampire.

"So far so good I would say," says Talon.

"It's too easy, keep your eyes and ears open," says Vincent as the entered a small corridor and Vincent changes to his ax instead of his spear while keeping the Dragoon armor on to not give Talon a bigger scare that he already got from switching weapons. Mina strapped her bow on her body and takes her daggers out while Talon changed his grip and hold his sledgehammer a little higher so he could still swing it without hitting the walls.

They encounter some spider corpses and their killers. They kill them as fast as possible finding themselves in a room where Draugs were fighting against vampires and they decide to Third-Party them killing them all.

They continue after burning the corpses and arrive in a room that had a Gargoyle in every corner. They touch the mechanism and the way opens for them as they enter a bigger room that had a lake in it. Vincent and Mina hear some whispers and duck while Vincent ducks Talon too.

"What's going on?" asks Talon quietly.

"Don't you hear them talking," whispers Mina back.

"Quiet or they might find us. This room us gar bigger which means that more people could be stationed here than in the other rooms," whispers Vincent as he looks out and only finds a corpse and three people then he ducks again while whispering, "Wrong alarm only three people we should be able to handle them."

They storm the three as they wanted to cross the bridge and after doing so Talon goes to the corpse and says, "Poor Adalvald you deserved a better end, my friend."

"How about you take him out and bury him. Then report Isran that we exterminated them. That should make him happy," says Vincent as he takes a bag of coins out and hands it over to Talon.

"Thank you, my lord," says Talon bowing before picking Adalvald's corpse up and leaving the crypt they way they came from.

"You sure about this?" asks Mina.

"Yes, those two were leading the expedition here and whatever is on this man-made isle in the lake must not fall either in the hands of the Dawnguard nor the Vampires," says Vincent as both are now on the isle and Vincent's hands get pierced by a mechanism then the isle begins to shine making a pattern.

"It seems we have to push those columns," says Mina as she pushed the first and the pattern moved.

"Then let's solve this puzzle. I don't know why they never make them more difficult," says Vincent as he pushes the next one in the right place.

"That's because they are Nords. If we were in Hammerfell or High Rock they would be more complicated since the grave robbers here wouldn't dare to enter into a nest of draugs just to get rich," says Mina explaining why the puzzles were quite easy to solve as the last column was put in the right position.

The column where Vincent's hand was pierced was sucked in by some dark magic and another tighter column came out. The magic vanished from the ground and Vincent says, "That looked a little Daedric don't you think so."

"Yes, but just a little," says Mina as she approaches the column and it didn't border with her. "It looks like a tomb, don't you think so," says Mina after looking at it.

"A little," says Vincent as he touches it and the column opened making a woman fall out of it. Vincent catches her and puts her down on the floor while saying, "Why would they put this woman inside it?"

Mina, on the other hand, saw something else and was in shock while saying, "An Elder Scroll. Why does she have an Elder Scroll is my question?"

"An Elder Scroll?" asks Vincent confused.

"Right you aren't from here. Elder Scrolls are quite complex since they can show you past or future events but everything has a price. People can go mad or blind in the worst case they die from reading them. The only people known to read them are the Moth Priests in the White-Gold Tower," says Mina explaining to Vincent everything.

Vincent then takes the scroll and puts it away in his back and puts the woman over his shoulder when he says, "Let's continue we might find a treasure deeper in."

"Why are you taking her with us?" asks Mina as she stares holes at Vincent.

"We can't leave her alone in the Crypt just because she is a vampire," says Vincent sweating a bit from the stare Mina was giving him.

"How do you know she is a vampire?" asks Mina with an angry tone.

"No one can survive this long in a tomb without eating or drinking and even if they did how long do you think she was down there. 100 years maybe 1000 or even more. No normal human can survive that long," says Vincent explaining Mina why he thought the woman was a vampire.

"Then she must be hungry. Ever thought of giving her some of your blood since you have a wound on your hand," says Mina.

"We can do that later when we are out of here," says Vincent as the cross the other bridge and he puts the woman down when he hears some cracks and takes his ax in hand while saying, "We aren't alone."

They turn to where the cracks were coming they see two Gargoyles break out of their stasis and begin to attack Vincent swings his ax taking both out and says, "They must have to be rusty since they didn't move for a long time."

Then he puts the woman on his shoulder again and they begin moving again killing their way through Draugs that were guarding a Word Wall. Mina was pocketing the treasures while Vincent was learning a new word and says, "It seems I have to tell the Greybeards of this word once we visit them again."

"Was it a new word?" asks Mina curious.

"More like the lost word to a shout. I think it's the first word. The Greybeards only have one word of this shout now with me they have two but they still miss the second word to complete the shout," says Vincent explain Mina what he found. Vincent puts the woman on his shoulder again and says, "We should leave. It would be best she wakes up while seeing the sky or a roof instead of a cave."

"There you are right. Once out we should go to Dawnstar," says Mina as they leave the cave.

Warning, not the best English. And criticism is allowed so write review or comments to let me know. Just took the first thing that came to mind.

Don't own anything except the OC and a little plot. Also, the picture isn't mine if you want me to take it down says so.


Synopsis:

A Dragoon that died and was promoted to Warrior of Light. He was sent to Skyrim to become the Dragonborn will he find his way back or will he find his death while trying.

"Sure, I really want to finish this quest as fast as possible."
"Well, you are really lucky. I have found so many people who are excited about helping you."
"Really? Tell me who they are and what their demands are?"
"Easy, there is something I must tell you. There are two groups of people who responded to my request. The first group which has the majority of people is eager to trade their knowledge with your runes. The second group contains only one person and he doesn't want your runes."
Ibro felt strange and asked:
"What does this man want then?"
"He wants to meet you first. I really don't know what he wants but this man is a real treasure."
"What do you mean?"
"This man is like a saint in the soul cultivation of supreme energy. I really was surprised when this man responded to my request.
I'm not the only one to be surprised by this; all the players I know felt the same."
Ibro felt doubt as he asked again:
"Are you sure that such a man wants to help me? Can he be an imposter?"
"No way, he is really that saint. He reached a level in soul cultivation supreme energy no one else had reached. He is in a realm of gods for us.
If this man wants any help, he will get a long row of empires who want to help him badly. Gaining a favor from him is a very big event in this game. You must treasure such an opportunity."
"Then your meaning is that I should talk with that saint first?"
"Yes. Why did I get the impression that you aren't affected by that man's reputation as a saint? Don't you know the weight of this word?"
Ibro smiled. If he told him he got a saint back at his village he would feel shocked. That also made Ibro think about another issue. He got a saint in his village, would this saint also help him in learning one of these supreme energies? If so then that would be great.
"It's just I'm thinking about how to convince such a man to help me. Do you know what he needs? "
"I don't know actually. Such a man is in a realm I can only look at from afar.
I hope you can succeed in convincing him. Gaining the help from such a man in your early steps will affect your future marvelously."
Ibro smiled. He had one saint back home and now he can gain another one. That would be a great help to him.
"How can I contact him?"
"You can only use the market interface. As you are still here in this village then I asked him to add my sister's market to his contacts. He should be waiting for you there at the market."
Ibro looked at Noda and then asked:
"What are we waiting for then? Let's go there now."
"We were waiting for you Ibro. Let's go."
She answered him with a smile. She moved leading only Ibro while the rest of the gang waited at the manor. They knew how big this opportunity would be for them if Ibro managed to convince this saint.
The info Ibro would get from this saint they could get some from it from Ibro. Saint knowledge is priceless. A word from him would change the whole life of any of them.
They were more excited than Ibro as they knew the true value of such an opportunity. Ibro followed Noda silently towards the market. He got a feeling that she was trying to evade his gaze.
He recalled the last time they met and smiled. The distance to the market wasn't long, so in a few minutes, they entered the market. Noda used the interface and looked at the incoming messages.
There was some from her brother with many items as a trade and there was a voice message from the saint. Noda opened the message and a calm strong deep voice came from the interface saying with steady words:
"If you are the one who I'm looking for then you must have it. What is the most unique thing in your possession? If your answer is the one I'm looking for then I will contact you at once. Send the answer to Moran kid and he will send it to me."
That was all. Ibro looked at Noda and Moran to find their surprised faces. That saint didn't give them any room for negotiating.
"I'm sorry; I didn't know he was this strict. I thought he would ask about some info about you. I will look for the other guys who wanted to trade with your runes and finish the deal with them."
"Wait."
Moran looked to Ibro with doubt while Ibro took a deep breath and decided to try his luck. He didn't know what this saint was looking for and he hesitated to answer his question as this answer would pass through Moran.
He still couldn't trust him, especially what he was about to say was really one of his deepest secrets.
"Tell him that I got a system."
"You got what?"
Moran looked with a shocked expression towards him. He knew better than anyone what a system is. This word was like a myth as the hearsay about their empire founder was that he was a system user.
"Are you sure? You know this word is a more taboo thing than establishing the empire on the five supreme energies."
"Why is this word a taboo?"
"Because no one had a system and lived to enjoy his success. The monster's first enemy is system holders. There is a rumor here that the goal of this game is to create systems and make everyone use them. This word is no easy word to say. Are you sure you want to tell him this answer?"
Ibro felt a greater threat than he expected. He thought that the worst scenario was for Moran to know his secret, but he didn't expect the consequences to be this serious.
He wasn't a fool to not understand what Moran was talking about. He thought a bit about his options and decided to take a risk. That saint was looking for something special, wasn't his system that special?
"Just tell him."
Moran didn't say anything but looked at Ibro differently. That young player who came from a world outside the game world had many deeper secrets than he expected.
He didn't believe in Ibro having a complete system as this was a myth. He might have what they call a pseudo system. There were many pseudo system holders out there. They weren't considered as true system holders that were mentioned in the old legends.
It was a legend because if someone had a system then he could separate himself from the control of the game. All pseudo system holders had systems that depended on the game.
The hearsay about them was that they were seeds for what was supposed to be a complete system in the future. Some even would reach to his imagination and presumed that this entire game was one day a system for someone.
Theories like these were endless but what Moran knew was the pseudo system holders were doomed players. Their fate was sealed as they were the nemesis of these monsters.
Moran looked at Ibro silently while his brain was thinking about how strange this young man was. He had gained two taboos in this small amount of time in this game.
What would happen after a few years then? Would he be living a disastrous life? Or wouldn't he be alive at this time? He didn't say his fears as he closed the window with his sister and went to tell the saint about this reply.
Ibro waited for a few minutes with Noda who kept her silence. Her face though was saying a lot. She was really worried about Ibro. He didn't know what consequences he would face if this secret was known to outsiders.
She kept her silence and continued to pray that this saint would be a friend, not a foe. Even if he didn't find what he sought in Ibro's answer, she hoped he could maintain his silence regarding this extremely dangerous secret.
Suddenly she got a notification from the interface of the market indicating the arrival of a message. She opened the message at once. It was another sound message. 


** THE NOVEL IS UNDER RECONSTRUCTION AGAIN. WILL BE EDITED AS A WHOLE AND THEN RESUMED. SORRY FOR ANY INCONVENEINCE. ** Alternate name: Rioneed: The Rise Of a Necromancer.
"A fallen hero will be a legend if he got a chance to live his life again." -Ibro.

Ibro was the hero humanity waited for... a necromancer, but he was betrayed. In a world full of demons, monsters, and gods, humans were the weakest chain. Ibro was their hero, but he -alone- wasn't enough. After Ibro's defeat, he was judged to enter reincarnation to save himself and humanity.


Without his memories, losing his powers, and being alone with no aide or friends, Ibro started his journey to rise again.  At the low Earth realm, Ibro reincarnated 4 times in a row and failed. Now, he will start his 5th and last reincarnation chance.

Follow Ibro in his epic journey to rise from ashes and reach the heavens.
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Today we are getting ready to go out again. This time it is going to be somewhat more dangerous than we had yesterday. When the words like 'Marines being killed' is said in the same sentence of today's mission, it does seem to bring out some sense of dread out of you. But we do now show fear. We do not falter. We are Marines, we do not lose. There is not one word spoken as we set off in the Humvee to a part of Fallujah.
Galland is especially gone nervous, he has not even blinked an eye. I think the poor man is terrified beyond tomorrow. How do you reassure a man that everything shall be okay when you have no idea of knowing it yourself? But I know that he is strong and that there is nothing that will break him down. Yes, there is only one thing that he cannot see past at a time like this, is us being taken hostage before. The word kills Marines has the same effect as what it has on the rest of the squad.
So all I can do is but put my hand on his shoulder and give him the silent reassurance that all shall be fine.
It has been five minutes since our departure. Five minutes took too long already. In and out. That should be fairly easy. Take no prisoner, leave no one alive. Protect the civilians and make sure to clear every building as we are trained to do.
The hearts are beating and pumping the adrenaline at a steady pace. A steady pace three fractions too fast. Three factions that have you on the edge of your toes. And that is where you should be. Alert and pumped up. This is what our training leads us up to. Not the missions where you can sit back easily saying that, hey, look what I have done. No, these ones will take every skill you have and put it into action.
I, as I promised, never spoke to Isabella this morning. So I do not only feel a sense of dread, but I am feeling regret. I broke a promise and she is now probably beyond herself with worry. I can see her phoning Lopez if she had his number. But there is no time for clouding your head, I need to be alert. Distracting is what makes you part of these marines that have been killed here. Not that I am saying it is a distraction that met their untimely fate, for the resistance here is savage.
It has now been fifteen minutes since our departure, we are set to arrive in another ten. The mood in the Humvee is building up to a steady pace of readiness. Galland is motivating them, not with some stupid speech of you can do it, but singing some Marine song to set the sense of purpose and pride back into our minds. The man is damn clever if I may say so myself.
I never anticipated going on such a mission so soon, so motivating myself is what drives me to be a Marine with half a leg. I can now, feel the pain that shoots through my leg as the horror of that date run through my body. I should not feel this way. I should not think of what was and for it to interfere with what is. So I do as the rest of the squad and find myself singing to the very song.
It has now been twenty-five minutes since our departure and it has become our arrival. As before, Lewis and Clark will stay close by with the Humvee. At this stage, there is no splitting up into two groups. One sniper shall remain with the Humvee as well. And then we set our feet outside into what is absolute chaos.
The weather has not played much as a friend to us, so we find a great deal of mud. Mud is not what you want. Not what you want when you run. You can not slip, that one second too long that you stand on the floor might be that one second that you do not have. So we find ourselves under the cover of two buildings preparing our plan of how we shall proceed. The main concern shall be your building that has not been crumbling down. And those buildings are the ones that shall have windows where you at least suspect them.
It has been five minutes since we set our foot on hostile ground. We are making entry into a building that has been so blown away that there are only but a few windows and one floor remain. Easy? Don't ever think that anything is easy until you have actually done it. So we make our entry through the back door and in one…two…we are clear.
We abandoned this building for the one that is next door, it is new, it is all intact. And that there are our first two problems. We step through the back door. Scan the entranceway and head in further teaming up two by two, clearing each room as they come up to the right. Fairly easy? No, for in one…two…we enter a room where there is a clear scuffle. I check my gun and proceed to live it to eye level as I enter under the cover of Matthew. Then as I turn to look behind the door. I am faced with them. The first feeling coming through my mind. Are they hostile?
It has been fifteen minutes that we set foot on hostile ground. We have entered a building and a room that is not clear. I have four sets of eyes staring at me in such a way that I am not sure if they are terrified or relieved. I have in front of me two boys that I can guess are not even older than sixteen. Do they have guns? I scan their body and the surroundings. Nothing.
اینجا چه میکنی
No answer, perhaps I am not saying it well, but last time I checked my Persian was pretty well. I wait for several seconds, now what do we do with two kids that are clearly not supposed to be here? Well, we cannot be babysitters.
از اینجا برو بیرون
With that I see them quickly run out of the building, hoping that they shall be fine, thinking nothing more about it.
It has been twenty-five minutes since we set foot on hostile ground. We have cleared three buildings and are making our way up the fairly deserted road with ease. Yet, an easy that one should not feel. We soon find ourselves entering the last building in this street, in fact, the very same direction the two boys made their way into.
We once again. As by the book. No falter. No fail. We once again, swiftly and with complete thoroughness clear the first floor, then we do the very much same with the second one as well. The guys are starting to feel a lot less tense, which in the first place is a mistake. Never think that you can ease your mind and relax your body. You become sloppy and you become dangerous. A weak link in the chain brings the rest of us down.
It has been twenty-five mines and ticking towards another five at a rapid pace, we find ourselves entering the very last of the room. As I filter in first to clear, there I find the boys standing again.
بهت گفتم برو خونه
The guys that enter the room behind me. Mistake one, they ease into the fact that it is only two kids. Mistake two, they lower their weapons. Mistake three, they turn their backs on the door.
In only but…one…two…three there is a voice that comes through the doorway, in an absolute instant I, as with the rest of the squad now that it is not one of ours. With that, a group of five men enters the room. Dressed in complete green military uniform, they have their guns directed in our line of sight. The biggest man, who I believe must be the leader, pat the boys on the bank and thank them for a job well done. Well, I am guessing that meeting the two boys was merely not just fate.
With that, two men come to tie take our weapons away, while another two tie our hands behind our backs. They are not being gentle. They are doing this with utmost force. Much to my horror, Mathews makes a grunt at how roughly the man is trying his hand behind his back. In an instant, the leader smashed his gun against his face, leaving him with a gashing wound. Both Galland and I turn to face the squad and by just a mere look in our eye, we instruct them not to say a single word no matter what happens.
It has been five minutes since we have been taken captive.


Clayton Jackson is a First Lieutenant in the Marine Corps. He joined the Marines at the tender age of eighteen and has never dreamt of doing anything else. After a fateful accident during deployment, Clayton becomes disabled and gets his ticket back home.

Isabella Jones, previously married to a Marine, runs away to the town where Clayton lives to get away from her past. 

Clayton and Isabella meet one day as they both seek the comfort of the outdoors to clear their heads. The connection is immediate, and their relationship is off to a quick start.

When Clayton gets the opportunity to return to the Marine Corps, Isabella is left to decide if she will go with him or stay behind.

Will Clayton become the ultimate soldier, and will he have Isabella by his side?

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