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.

This story is about an average high school boy with an average lifestyle who likes to read novels especially fantasy ones and was transferred to another world along with his classmates from his school.

As they were transferred our protagonist, John Kaiser, was the sole student among his classmates who were left behind, leaving him all alone in their classroom.

As he was wondering what happened to the others, he remembered one of the novels he had read. It was a story of a fantasy world, where a king of a human kingdom summons heroes from another world to save their world from the demon king, a typical Isekai (Another World)  fantasy novel.

Our protagonist, John Kaiser, started to contemplate and question 'why?' why was he the only one not summoned?

And as his questions go crazy, a light emerges from the place where he was sitting.

Is this the start of our protagonist's fantasy adventure as a hero? Or will he live the same life again as an average person even in another world?

seorang manusia dengan kemampuan khusus dan grimore pertama yang menjadikan makhluk terkuat di seluruh dunia namun di jebak oleh para penghianat dan iblis menggunakan sihir transfer terlarang mengirimnya ke dunia yang berbeda. dengan kekuatannya apakah dia mampu kembali kedunianya

The only pure blooded vampire left (or she thought) was taken as a slave after watching her family get killed. She thought she could escape.. then she was bought by another pure blooded vampire named Angelo. He was unlike other slave owners, she could never understand his actions or words. But what she does know is she wasn’t treated like the other slaves. Was she special? When the word got around about another pure blood girl besides Angelo many wanted to see for themselves, some wanted her for themselves. However, Angelo would never let that happen. 

Note: this is my first story I’ve ever written, I’m not good at writing but I have many ideas. I hope people enjoy this!

Liv's Pov

(whispering) 
Sssst John are you awake... John hey
"uhh  I am awake now , what's up "
(giggle) um was it true
(looks at Liv confused)"  Is wat true"
What your dad said earlier about you talking about me constantly (giggling ) 
"oh uh yeah  (starts laughing nervously) "
 Aww do you like me 
" (Sigh) Yes I like you ever since  the sixth grade "
Wait  really since the sixth grade 
" Yes "
Awww John I like you too ever since the seventh grade '

    (both blushing) 

" Are you ready for today "
 What is happening today 
" we are going shopping "
yay should I bring the bat with 
" uhh not that one take the metal one "
you have a metal bat 
" yes it was my softball bat, but I don't play softball anymore "
 Oh ok 

John's pov

 So is there anything specific you need or want at the shops so that I can make sure we get it 
" uh nope I'll see what there is (starts nervously laughing) "
ok well we have 5 more hours left before my parents wake up do you wanna watch TV, listen to music or write 
" why don't we write and listen to music. Ohhh by the way you haven't sung your favourite song I sang mine now it's youre turn "
 OK hmm it's called Bad word

Hey hey 
say my name, 
say my name
Your more beautiful 
than everyone else
 in the game a good girl 
with a bad attitude I'll dress up like you Rihanna work work in the room 
Show me what you got,
 you got let it roll of your tongue
 tongue hit me with you're best shot 
 tell me ya tell me Ya 
I say hey so hit me where
 it hurts say my name
 like it's a bad word, 
say my name like it's a bad word 
Hey so hit me where it hurts
 say my name like it's a bad word 
say my name like it's a bad word
 hey hey
 every touch is a trap 
I know you got the best of me 
but the rest is up for grabs. 

uh that's all I remember of the song 
"I also like this song I always listen to it in the car to school "
Wait really hmm we got a lot in Common
''Guess so '' 
 
A FEW HOURS LATER OF CHATING, SINGING AND WRITING 

Liv' s poV

" How far are you with your story''
 I'm at chapter 16 you 
"24''
yeah well you started long before me
"I know, I'm not having a competition "
I know 

I won't just survive 
Oh you will see me strive
Can write my story 
I'm beyond the ark of time
I won't just conform 
No matter hell you shake 
My core cuz my roots 
Stay on deep 
Oh oh 
Oh you got so little fath 
Don't doubt it don't doubt 
Fictory is in your veins 
I know it I know it 
And I will not 
I'll fight it I'll fight it 
I will transform 
When, when the fire
Is at my feet again 
And the voulchers are
Start circling their whispering 
Your out of time but
Still I rise 
This is no mistake no accident 
When you think the final neversend 
You'll be surprised 
I will still rise 


 John's pov
'  'Wow every time she sings my heart flutters she is just so amazing, gorgeous, smart, cute and the best'  '
' wow Liv you have an beautiful voice and John that was amazing we have never heard you sing and I have to say you also have a amazing voice why don't you ever sing for us '
"thanks mister and misses Lewis "
Thanks mom, dad 
' why don't the two of you sing us a song' 
uh mom 
'honey don't bother them '
''no its quite al right ''
you sure

nods head in excitement)

OK what you wanna sing
' 'ooh I know how about (look what you made me do) I'll start '' 

"  I don't like you're little 
games don't like you're
 tilted stage
 the role you mad me play 
Of the fool no I don't 
Like you '' 

I don't like you're perfect Crime 
How you laugh when 
You lie you said the
Gun was mine yes it wasn't cool 
No I don't like you

''but I got smarter 
I got hotter in
The nic of time''

Honey I rose up from the dead
* I do it all the time I 
Got a list of names 
And yours is in red underlined *
I check it once than I check it twice
*Ohh, 
'' look what you made
Me do look what you made 
Me do look what you just made me do '' 

ohh look what you made me do 
Look what you made me do 
Look what you just made me do

"I don't like you're Kingdom keys "
*they once belonged to me *
you ask me for a place to
 sleep lock me out and trough a feast 
*The world moves on and
 on another day a day another 
Drama drama but 
Not for me for me 
All I think of is karma*

" but one thing is for sure '' 
maby I got my mine  but you
 all get yours
'' but I get smarter 
I get hotter in the nic of time '' 
ohh honey I rose up
From the dead I do it all the 
Time 
*I've got a list 
And your name is in red
Underlined *
'' I check it once I check
It twice '' 

' wow you guys are amazing just amazing '

                   {  TO BE CONTINUED } 

"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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Leena suggested having an interrogation for the four unofficially before Kurt takes them into custody for official interrogation. So, Kurt brought the five people to an isolated building away from the city. Leena spent a little time in the hospital with Devin before leaving. He was set on going along with her, but Leena didnot allow him to move an inch. His breastbone is not healed completely, and Leena doesn't want to take any risk at this time, not after he has passed the difficult stage.
The moment she stepped out of the hospital entrance, a reporter emerged out of nowhere and bombarded her with questions. ''Leena Hayes, did you find the person behind your boyfriend's accident?''
''A week passed already, but you didn't you catch the wind of the criminal?'' Another reporter chimed in.
''You should be asking the investigation team.'' It was Nick who answered it. Paving the way from the reporters, Nick guided Leena towards the car. The guards following Leena closely emerged out immediately and blocked the reporters from further moving.
''When are you going to catch him?''
''Please comment for our channel.'' The reporter made another attempt, but she was long gone.
....
''The reporters are nothing but hee-haws.'' Leena sighed as she looked at the five profiles on her mobile.
''I can't deny it,'' Nick added.
''James is an Architect, Charles is an accountant, Lidiya and Nash are journalists. The interesting fact is, both are working in the same company.'' Leena voiced out her thoughts.
''Journalist? No wonder Lidiya and Nash asked about Devin's affairs.'' Nick retorted, shooting a look in the rearview mirror for any suspicious moves. ''Media would be twiddling their thumbs to get a single piece of information about Devin. What if Lidiya and Nash are only trying to pull the information for their channel ratings? After all, journalist job is meant for it.'' Journalists play a vital role in the nation's growth, and they do hold a respective status. If word goes out that they brought a journalist for interrogation, it will create a rift.
''I trust my intuition. Lidiya and Nash have something up to their sleeves.'' Leena muttered, gazing out of the window. When Devin informed her about the Norway visit, every cell in her body flagged a danger sign. Her intuition never went wrong, and then a disaster followed. Only if she had stopped Devin on that day...The painful memories surged back with force breaking her heart again.
''Let's see if they something,'' Nick said, and he suddenly remembered the list of people Fredrick mentioned the other day. ''It would be better if we check the three employees also.''
''I already did. They are clean.''
She is faster than a bullet train. Nick thought.
In an hour, the car pulled into the entrance of an old building. The moment Leena stepped out of the car, she clutched her dress in alarm as she looked at the eerie house. It was no less than a scary haunted house that she sees in horror movies. This stupid Swedish Butler didnot get any other place for interrogation? ''Nick, C_an you ask Kurt to change the location? It looks scary.''
''I completely forgot! You are a little open-minded when it comes to ghosts, right?'' Nick laughed merrily at Leena's actions. If he has to say Leena got any other weakness apart from Devin, they are ghosts. But it's not the time to tease her. ''According to you, ghosts appear only during nighttime, and we will try to wrap up before evening. Does it sound good?''
''Fine.'' She sighed. If it were some other day, she would have turned back and fled away, but not today. Warily, Leena nodded her head with a half-smile. Laughing to himself, Nick then led her into the house.
....
A while ago...
As usual, in the morning, Nash got ready for the office. He parked the car in the parking slot, and before he took a further step, few men appeared and pulled him into the car. Everything thing went blank after that. When Nash opened his eyes, he was in a shabby room with the same two men watching over him as if he has committed a grave murder. Nash was in a delusion that someone abducted him until he heard that voice. His heart hammered into his chest when the man finally appeared in front of him. There was only one question running on his mind. Did Kurt find out the truth? How? It doesn't matter because he has cleaned all the evidence, for that matter. Pulling himself together from the trance, Nash spoke up. 'Who are you? How do you know my name? Why did you bring me here?''
''We will make time for introductions later, Mr. Rivett.'' Another voice boomed into his ears. ''Before that, let's talk about some facts first.''
For the second time, Nash was taken back when his gaze fell on the gorgeous woman who just entered the room. Leena! What is she doing here?
''Surprised to see us?'' Sitting on the chair, Leena crossed her leg over the other and looked at the man in front of him, a hint of an evil smirk was evident over her face. Kurt signaled the guards to go out and settled in a chair, a little distance away from Leena, because he is still scared of women.
''Why would I get surprised when I don't even know you people?'' Nash calmly replied. Judging by Leena's confident tone, he was sure Andrea had spilled everything. Stupid dumb woman! He has clearly underestimated this woman! But did she think it is easy to tackle Nash? Bring it on, woman. Let's see what you are up to.  
''I wonder if you are smart enough to pretend or you are actually playing dumb,'' Leena questioned with a mischievous smile on her lips.  
''Look, Miss, I do not understand a thing you are talking about.''
''I am not speaking the language of light, right?'' Leena probed innocently.
Kurt shot a wonderment look over Leena. She is definitely a nut. He wondered how his friend deals with this fruit cake.
''I don't have time to entertain you, people. What is your point here?'' Nash asked, coming straight to the business.
''Fair enough! If you are that curious, let me come to the business then.'' Haughtily, Leena stated. ''Two weeks back, you had sex with a woman named Andrea Smith in a nightclub of the red-light district. What's your purpose for picking Andrea?''
''Do I need to have a reason?'' Nash raised his eyebrow in mock disbelief. ''She has got a sexy body. I got tempted, and we did it.'' He answered as a matter of fact. ''I am above 18, and I don't find a problem having sex with any woman of my choice. If you abducted me to interrogate about my sex life, I could sue you in court for trespassing my territory.''
''You seem prepared for the questions beforehand, Mr. Rivett.'' A twinkle of amusement deepened her smile. ''I am least concerned about your night activities. I am here to collect my answers.''
''What kind of?'' Questioned Nash.
''The next time you visited Andrea, you suggested having group sex with Andrea and pulled out the company CEO's private matters, and within a week, he was shot. The question is, what's your purpose in asking about CEO Wang Devin's business trip?''
Silence ensued for a moment, followed by a peal of laughter, echoed in the room. Nash clutched his stomach to stop himself from laughing, but he couldn't stop. Kurt's anger flared up, and before he got up to teach the man a lesson, Leena shook her head.
''What's so funny?'' Calmly Leena asked.
''Because it's funny. Can I ask you a question?'' Without waiting for the answer, Nash chuckled. ''What's your relationship with the so-called famous Wang Devin?''
''Wife,'' Leena again calmly replied, digging her nails into her hands to keep her emotions in check.  
''Now I understand your pain.'' Nash laughed and glanced at Leena. ''Are you suspecting that I am behind the accident?'' Nash chuckled, shaking his head.  
Leena didnot speak a word.
''I heard about a rumor..you know...your husband had the slightest chance of surviving. Honestly, I pitied him...living such a luxurious life, and suddenly dying because of a cheap hunter gun bullet.'' With a sigh, Nash spoke up. ''Luckily, he survived.''
Still, Leena didnot speak a word.
''Wait! Don't tell me he sent you here for investigation when he has no guts to confront me.'' Nash remarked. ''Who knows what kind of enemies he has got in his pocket. Is there any evidence you got to prove that I am behind his_''
PAK.
A tight slap echoed across the walls. The rambling slap caused Nash to cup over his ear. Not before he composed, another slap landed on his other cheek. ''I dare you to speak another word about him, bastard.''
Kurt: '' ''
''You insolent woman, why did you slap me''  
''Did I?'' Innocently, Leena asked. ''Show me the evidence?''


°°Completed°°

°°Alarm bell:Mature content. Slow ignition book. Burlesque comedy, sitcom, full-on entertainment°°

°°A small caution: FL is a narcissist.°°

"It's always been you and for the rest of my life, it will be you. Till my last breath, I will guard you with my life for eternity. My promise."

A near-death experience made her fall into pits of despair. Her story should have ended by then, but did it? No! She raised against the odds.Five years, stardom followed Leena Hayes, she grew up to a renowned model, an entrepreneur, capsized her own company from scratch. She has achieved eminence in five years. 

Wang Devin, his name itself would turn the world into a frenzy, a rare mystique. A model turned business tycoon, his wealth knew no abundance, his power knew no boundaries. Handsome, sharp-tongued, he has been named as WholePackage in the modeling industry for his dapper style and charming looks.

His razor-sharp tongue tied with the encounter of dazzling Leena and fell for her topsy-turvy. But he soon found it's not easy to tranquilize her heart, for she is a man-hater.

Will he able to ignite the sparks in her heart?

Will she reciprocate his love?
....
Leena Hayes: Wacky, snazzy, sharp-witted, self-centered narcissist.

Wang Devin: Spicy, sharp-tongued, helot to his sweetheart.

She was the sugar. He was the spice. Their paths unexpectedly collided. Just after, everything felt nice.

And they set off as tyrannizing mates.

Come and experience the barrel of laughs with their amazing witty sallies.
....
Their Love
"I fell in love with your soul even before I touched your skin. If this is not true love_"

"You touched my soul long before what your hands feel like. If this is not true love, then I don't know what else I could name our relationship." She completed it for him.
...
Their Passion
"I love how your breath pauses when I put my __" She blushed and hit his shoulder even before he could proceed further. Despite she loved his dirty side, she would never admit it to this shameless man.

"Where did you throw your gentleman image Mr.Adonis." Pulling him by his shirt, she nibbled his jaw.

"Trust me, sweetheart, I am still a gentleman with the real dirty mind, only for you." His raspy seductive whispers were enough to make her think of all the filthy things he would do to her.
...
°°This is my original novel°°

°°A sweet vis á vis story.°°

°°Cover pic is edited according to my interest. All credits to the original owner°°

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The whole class stared in shock as they saw their teacher fly and land a dropkick to Gosu's face. Directly after that, Gosu was sprawled on the floor, his nose bleeding profusely. Maou Sama and Jaime were trying to wake him up but to no avail. Glaive was wiping the blood off of Gosu's face and turned around at her teacher.

"Sir I think you went too far. We should take him to the school nurse", said Glaive innocently looking at her teacher.

"It's ok, he can take it. He's a strong lad. You tend to his face, there's some ice in the cooler here and napkins aswell", said Usogg indicating towards his desk drawer.

"Why do you have a cooler here Sir?", asked Glaive as she went to fetch the ice and napkins. She quickly went over to Gosu and saw he was still lying down with his tongue sticking out. She covered her hand with a napkin and stuffed his tongue back in,
scared he'll wake up and bite it off.

"Sometimes it gets too hot here, especially during summer", said Usogg as he went back to the front of the class.

"Like I was saying before, people have become desensitised towards certain words due to the overuse of said words aswell as certain rappers mentioning these words. Going back to the point that Zaphkiel so elaborately mentioned, albeit too passionately, this word greatly offends people of African roots. It may not offend all of them, but it does offend the majority. The word 'n*gga' itself is derived from the word 'n*igger' which was attributed to African's who were treated as slaves. The word 'n*gga' became commonplace due to rappers of African decent constantly using it, but still was frowned upon to be used publicly. Then why now, of all times, people say it so easily?", Usogg asked his class, looking at all his students.

"Like I mentioned before, the word has been said so much by non African's some believe it is ok to casually say it, whether they be of African decent or not. I can write a whole book regarding this, the socially manufactured conditioning of how this came into fruition, but i'm digressing from my main point which is specifically Pantsu. Before this I would like to mention I do not use the 'n word', but once upon a time I did as I grew up in an environment heavily influenced by Gangster/Thug Rap culture", explained Usogg.

"You were a gangster before Sir?", said KatiCat enquiringly.

"No, but the environment and area I grew up in was heavily influenced by thug life mentality as there was a lot of similarities that was being portrayed by the rap artists of that time. Back then, you walk outside, you will get involved in that lifestyle. Not everyone had food in their homes...", said Usogg as he started remembering certain things, his face darkening.

A few of the girls in the back started chattering quietly amongst themselves whilst looking at their teacher.

"Enough about that. Going back to the main point, Pantsu. Why do you think it affects the people who are inside Toram and out when even a slight mention of that word is done Takkaji?", asked Usogg to one of his students.

"Because that term objectifies women Sir", said Takkaji without any hesitation.

"Well done Takkaji, you get it", said Usogg smiling. "But why doesn't the term 'n*gga' create as much of a stir Jahjah?", asked Usogg to another student, who seemed lost in thought.

"Based on what you said, everyone has been desensitised towards that word Sir", responded Jahjah, coming out of her thoughts.

"Very well done, see that boys, some people are paying attention", said Usogg at the small crowd surrounding Gosu.

Jaime, Maou Sama and Glaive were busy trying to wake up Gosu. As Gosu slowly opened his eyes, he got up angrily and pointed at his teacher.

"Why you kicking me for you f*cking wasteman, imma whoop your ass n*gga", shouted Gosu at Usogg as he made his way towards his teachers, even though his fellow students were holding him back.

"My point exactly", said Usogg calmly as he walked to his desk and pulled out some thin white gloves. "It's time to punish my adorable little student".

As both student and teacher approached each other with neither willing to take a step back, the rest of the students gathered around egging them both on whilst some were trying to break the fight up. Gosu was pushing everyone away while Usogg was asking them nicely to step aside as he believed some discipline was long overdue for his adorable little student. 

They faced each other, face to face.

"I'm ready for you to whoop my ass boy", said Usogg calmly as he faced his adorable student.

"F*ck you man", said Gosu and without waiting for a response landed a headbutt to his teachers nose. "You broke my nose, now I broke yours. We even now", said Gosu as he saw his teacher cover his face.

Usogg removed his hands away from his face and everyone gasped. There wasn't even a single mark on his face, let alone a broken nose.

"You call that a headbutt boy, leme show you how it's done", said Usogg followed by a headbutt with so much force to Gosu's temple that Gosu flew backwards, almost off his feet. "Hmmm you do have a strong head, that hurt me a little".

Gosu got up as a massive bump appeared in his temple, his face being bruised from the force of the headbutt. He wobbled towards his teacher shouting "IS THAT ALL YOU GOT!".

"Nope, here have another one", said Usogg as he gave his student another headbutt with even more force than before. This lifted Gosu off the ground and he flew even further than before and landed on his back. He wasn't moving.

Usogg walked towards his student and crouched down next to him. "Hmmm...I think it's time for me to break your virginity boy", said Usogg quietly to the shock of his students who were rooted down in their spots out of fear. No one saying a single word as they watched their teacher wipe his hands on the side of his clothes.

One of the girls whispered to another one "Is he going to r*pe Gosu now" she said shockingly while her eyes kept going back to her teacher and fellow classmate. Her friend responded "I don't know...", her eyes glued in front of her towards the scene unfurling in her eyes. There were hungry looks of something questionable on all the eyes of the girls while the boys were trying to figure out how to stop this madness.

Usogg leaned over Gosu and his left hand hovered over Gosu's nose.

"I broke your nose, now let me take it's virginity by penetrating it with my fingers", he said grinning evilly as his long fingers slowly went towards Gosu's nose.

"He he he he he", he gently laughed.

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In a corner of his mind a shadow lurks , a soul shriks and a memory rehearsed .

If it wasn't for the light that get to touch his face through the gaps of the curtain you would've thought you've encountered a corpse.

Although skinny you can still see the lingering energy in body to have hope for the poor soul.

The real suprise came as a crushing pain that got him face this cruelty of reality called "self recognition " .

His eyes fully opened and he got the chance to meet his first horror of a lifetime that will be imprinted in his soul for eternity , a red color liquid that got to be emphasized as almost violet .

His head aimed like a barrel of a gun straight toward a line of pupils ; almost touching the forehead of the second person by chance if it wasn't for the fear that makes his body freeze as a chunk of ice can get .

Let me ask you what will be the first thing you'll do if you've been in his shoes ? 
Run for your life ? Like hell if you can do those kinda thing if you've got a sick mind  like our male lead "twisted but almost genius" . 

Face it and accept this anomaly of a lifetime ? 
The first thing after he opened his mind  and eyes to this scene was to check his surroundings by simply turning his head to the left meeting nothing but floors that got drenched in blood of the victim ( his thoughts ) then to to the right to face a hand his hand to be precise ! . 

But what was in his possession made him to face his first aspect of self recognition "to be a manifest of evil or an embodiment called a slayer of life , a murder to be precise " . an steel knife that had a grey colored handle and was engraved with a word on the blade ; a word that would be read as purge .

The man think as hard as he can to get a stinging pain in the back of his head but still couldn't remember a thing about the scene in front or the purge word that didn't ring a bell for him , but it was at that moment that a scene flashed before his sapphire blue eyes . 
A scene identical to a slash of a cold steel blade that kind of reminded him of the knife with a curved word on the bottom of the blade that almost the first letter touched the hilt of the knife . 

But it was still blurry  and not  enough to make heads or tails about the whole story , although he tried to view it differently and more clearer he failed . It was enough to make him be sure of something either it was him that kill this woman in front of him or it was someone else that attempted to frame him to murder and a tag of "murderer" for life . 

"Am i the one who kill her ? " was the thing he murmured under his lips to be shocked by his own hoarse voice , crispy and bold nonetheless pleasant to the ears . 

He realized that there wasn't enough time to waste here so he put everything in his upper body to roll him self on the opposite side of the pool of blood and in a fluid motion get up from his crouching position . after he got up he searched for a source of water and a useful thing like a dirty or useless clothes to clean this mess first then finding a solution for the body . 

Seeing his surroundings identical to a hotel room with kind of expensive furnitures makes him feel joy because he could play it smart and he only needs to clean the floor , so he searched the cabinets for clean towel then he wet it using the water to clean the floor . 

After 1 hour of suffering and tiredness he became able to finish it and move to the next stage of his plan : 
"The process of making the murder attempt to a suicide case " . 

Even he himself was afraid of his own genius mind to think this far ahead simply by being in the hard seas with this situation , so in an attempt to move the body to the bathtub he he lock his body with his shoulder blades and hands under them he drag him backward to there that almost make the wounds on the body to opened up again and a new gush of blood that made a straight line like an after effect which brought him to another mess to clean . 

It was a battle of seconds so he tossed her body in the bathtub and then started strip her clothes to wash the finger prints in case things go south so he got another clean towel and after a round up clearing and "making sure to be safethen sorry"  he go and check the windows and face a white dot in his point of view that pop up another safe measurement for him to come out clean. 

You see what would you make out of a winter's snowy weather and an expensive hotel room ? 

means the guys was loaded so he check his stuff to found a bunch of gloves that were identical to flashy women gloves that they wore to keep their hands suffering of the cold , it was a golden goose so he pick them and wore them although it wasnt convenient it was better to leave a finger print to face the outcome of "life time jail".

After he checks everything is in place with the body , he clean the knife and get hold of her hand to put the knife in it and with a bit of strength of the grip he made  it to slit the veins on her left hand wrist for making an impression of suicide attempt and then with both hands he strike the wound he had made before  a few times to looks like she make that wound by self harm too , the perfect example of "hitting two birds with one stone" . 

The true magic trick comes later in a knock on the door as explained by the house keeping service applier , he was so immersed in thinking of the solution to lose track of time but at the end he came up with  one hell of a sparkle in darkness . 

'What if he could  make it a suicide after a murder?' Isn't it perfect ? Of course it is 
He has already attempted one whats the limit now ! . It was actually a thing that comes very strange to him but he didn't feel a thing even after murdering someone , so thats why the twisted thought came to his mind .

So after he wore the woman's scarf to hide his face and the classical flashy hat he opened the door and after asking for the man in offer to come in he closed the door behind and after a few minutes when he goes to clear the bathroom he go silently follow him but he got shocked to the core to realize he didn't emit a sound and it was like second nature to him . 

So after they both got there  and the scene made the staff to got frozen in place , with a fluid motion he bang his head to the walls and and knock him out, then use the woman  hands as a doll to  get hold of the knife and slit the mans throat in one fell swoop. 

And now mission completed with perfect pointers, so he use the momentum to position both bodies in respective manners like the girl was getting raped by the man and the fight broken because of that so after properly checking all possible outcomes he left the room and got out of the hotel as fast as he could . 
 
The first impression of his self recognition was as an "abomination" or a "murderer" a "monster" to be precise , but he accept it only out of curiosity of self configuration 
To find his true story . 


 





















A nature forgotten by soul and body , when the body remembers mind goes in the path of memories extinction just to hide the real nature of a man . 

Welcome to the world of trials "nature domain".

A world that everything obeys a simple rule , its your "nature" that  matters the most and the system pushes you to the unlimited path ahead.

If you want the truth behind the existence of everything and the beginning of a new era this is your story. 

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Yo guys author here : 
"Possibly everyone of ya know its my first work of a novel so it might be a little lacking bust i swear we'll rock it in the long term " . 
"By the way i add some new tags to the story like reincarnation and system stuff so ill try my best to add them in the story in the nicest way possible , although ya know for the reincarnation its gonna take a little longer i guess first I'm gonna stuck to the system to employ it faster !"" 

"The cover is not mine guys i just took it from pinterest so if the owner of this artwork want me to take it down I'll do it " 

~~~~peace 4 the moment

"You don't think you've done anything wrong don't you? You drove another person, your own brother, to kill himself, and you think you're innocent?

Accept all the dirty things you did and don't you dare try to justify yourself.
You deserve to be punished for what you did like human trash, no more, no less. This isn't the time for you to be making excuses, you should atone for everything you've done,
you fool..." [*]
The chain of words entangled Han Jiwook in waves of invisible thorns, so thick that it felt like each air particle was stung with them and slowly, like in slow motion, they began to cover him.
Prick. 
Prick. 
At first, it was just pricking him, one after another, but in an instant it was falling faster, stinging every part of his body. 
Deeper, stronger, more painful.
Pierce. 
Pierce. 
The thorns, now linked one to another, were creating a spider web around Jiwook, squeezing him tighter and tighter. 
Clenching. 
Strangling him. 
Unable to move, numb from the endless pricks, yet he struggled to breathe. The air too heavy for him to inhale. Too dark. Too sharp. Each taken breath like a knife, was slashing his throat mercilessly. At one point he tried to hold his breath as much as possible.
Yet thorns continued to sting him even stronger till holes started to appear. Strangely no blood was coming. Though it was painful beyond imagination, there was no blood to pour. Like every drop of blood got dried out. 
Without blood, how do you expect to be warm, to feel anything, simply... to live?! 
However Jiwook felt everything, every thorn clinched on his skin, every word stinging him deeply.
His all being was now captive in that dreadful web of overflowing words. 
Just like an unbreakable curse, each word got engraved on Jiwook's skin, 
burning it painfully, 
so it would be always remembered and never forgotten. 
Never.
Never.

"You deserve to be punished for what you did... you should atone for everything you've done. You fool..." and love can't be a punishment. Nor atonement. It's a change and you decide for yourself is it for the better or for the worse. Still ... you remain a fool. 

A story about Han Jiwook and Lee Joohoon from the bl webcomics "At the End of the Road" or "What lies at the End" by Haribo. (Post-Canon of the original story).

Highly recommended to read the webcomic first.

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