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

it is story of younger children living in the hostel for 7 years with vacation of three months every year they all share different bond with each other but same love for each other in the age of ten to seventeen'th having no external technology with them like mobile, lapy,video games and another gadgets like this and after those seven years the only word came from every child's mouth is :HEAVEN

In the early morning on the next day.
Everyone was starting to leave the mountain.
Chu Yang was beaming with joy and smugly bidding farewell to his brothers. Everyone was patting each other on the shoulders and exchanging jokes and blissful conversation.
Everyone gradually disappeared beyond the horizon.
Heaven and earth returned to silence and stillness.
There wasn't single drop of blood that remained beside the Lake of Death, and it was just so clean.
Snow began to flutter down from the skies.
Chu Yang had a faint smile on his face as he walked back calmly.
There was only one tent left. His brothers worked together before they left and helped him tie his tent down securely, and half of his tent was buried in the world of ice and snow.
A tent like this could only be worn down by the wind, but it wouldn't be blown away.
There were piles of food and wine inside, and there were enough supplies for Chu Yang to enjoy for half a year. There were lamps and flints on a table on one side, and these could last him for more than a year.
There were marvelous animal hides, and several layers were stacked up from the tent's ceiling to the walls and even the floor.
Chu Yang was lying down on the animal skins, and he was blinking as he contemplated for a long time.
He thought to himself, "Du Gu Xing is responsible, and Mo Tianji will make plans. I am very assured."
"They have their own targets, and I am also very assured about that."
"You guys can dominate the Nine Heavens even without me in the future!"
"As for Mo Qingwu… I won't think about her for now."
"She has Mo Tianji as her elder brother, and he will never treat his sister badly."
"Tan Tan, who is a devil king about to awaken, and Master Meng Chaoran's wish are all not problems at all."
"Can I be rest assured about everything else?"
Chu Yang smiled faintly, and a dash of listlessness waved across his eyes. "Have I made up for all my regrets in this life?"
"There will no longer be anything that I can't forget about and let go of."
"It's a pity, that I've grown up so much, but I haven't experienced being inside my mother's embrace – not even for a second. Mother… I don't even know how you look like!"
The Lake of Death's water was starting to rile up.
There seemed to be something calling out intensely from the bottom of the lake!
The Nine Tribulations Sword's tip, its blade, and its edges were moving intensely and restlessly.
Chu Yang had a faint feeling as if he couldn't hold it back.
The intertwined space was also rolling over and over turbulently, and his sword spirit was nowhere to be seen.
"I'm very assured!"
Chu Yang was just lying down silently, and he didn't move an inch.
Chu Yang felt his Nine Tribulations Sword's movements in his body from daybreak to sunset, and his heart was crystal clear.
"I can't suppress it anymore," Chu Yang could feel that his body was taking one step after another towards the Lake of Death as if he wasn't in control of himself, as if he was being sucked over…
"It's over!"
His sword spirit's last sentence before this took away every inch of hope in Chu Yang's heart. It said, "This time, your chance to survive this tribulation cannot be more than fifty percent! You may not even have a thread of chance at all!"
That was the reason why Chu Yang had pleaded for his sword spirit to help him.
Chu Yang channeled all of his sword spirit's soul power to help him suppress the Nine Tribulations Sword's unusual movements. Afterwards, that gave him immense spiritual power, and he ensured that his brothers would firmly remember what he said today by shouting at them and giving them sharp warnings.
Those were their lifelong goals!
Initially, Chu Yang wanted to extract some thought techniques and martial arts that were suitable for his brothers to cultivate. However, his sword spirit sunk into a deep slumber after doing all that for him.
Its soul power had been completely expended!
This time, his sword spirit had an open mind.
"Chu Yang can't survive this tribulation anyway, and that means I still have to sink into a deep sleep anyway. I will sleep for ten thousand years in this instance."
"If Chu Yang can transcend the tribulation, then I can awaken as and when I want to following Chu Yang's improvement in his cultivation."
Darkness descended upon the earth once more!
Clatter!
The Nine Tribulations Sword's tip sparkled brilliantly as it suddenly flew out from Chu Yang's dantian, and it began to fly rapidly around Chu Yang's body.
Clang!
The Nine Tribulations Sword's blade suddenly emerged from his body in a flash, and it radiated as if it was a sovereign descending upon the world.
Swish!
The Nine Tribulations Sword's edge flickered with chilly lights in front of Chu Yang's body.
The three parts of the sword chimed brightly!
Winds suddenly gusted turbulently, and waves rolled torrentially in the Lake of Death!
A sound that resembled a dragon roar that resonated throughout the heavens seemed to ring out from the deepest regions of a human soul. A beam of sword light surged out from the Lake of Death like a divine dragon emerging from the ocean, and it rushed through the water's surface accompanied by roaring thunder and lightning!
Two great Paragon's divine senses exerted pressure at the same time and met with this sword light!
A boom could be heard as the Paragons' divine senses were dispelled in the blink of an eye. The beam of sword light flew into the air as if it was slicing the heavens open.
Somewhere in an unknown place far away, two people opened their eyes at the same time, and an expression of utter disbelief flowed from their eyes before they spit out a mouthful of fresh blood at the same time.
"Who is that, who's so powerful?! Can he be a God?" They asked at the same time, and their eyes were heavy and solemn.
This force crushed their divine senses that they had been maintaining with their full strength with one hit! What kind of cultivation rank was that?
They turned around at the same time, and their eyes seemed very conflicted as they stared at something in the void. In that place, during a time far, far away, they had… they had left their divine senses there before!
"Let's take a look!"
…
A thunderclap crackled in the sky.
The sky was black, and it suddenly separated into two different colors hideously.
Half of it was bright as day.
The other half was pitch-black, and it was the of black that was almost transparent!
The sword chimed like a dragon as it rushed into the heavens!
A boom could be heard as the entire Nine heavens quivered vigorously! Landslides happened at the same time in countless large mountains and canyons, while avalanches of snow occurred on countless ice peaks and snowy mountains!
The same phenomena occurred in the Higher Three Heavens, in the Middle Three Heavens, and the Lower Three Heavens!
The sword tip ringed out, the sword edge hummed, while the sword blade howled sharply!
Three beams of sword lights intertwined with each other and surged up at the same time!
Four beams of sword lights waltzed through the air in the sky, and they sliced open the night sky into countless pieces!
The sword lights flickered chaotically after a long while before they transformed into lightning bolts one after another that connected the heavens to the earth!
Darkness returned to the world.
Four sword lights intersected with one another to form a word in the dark night sky.
"Come!"
Chu Yang chuckled as his body drifted out from his tent.
His eyes became constant and resolute in that moment.
"No hope?"
"Heh, even if I only have one thread of hope, will I, Chu Yang, give up?"
"Death is just an affair, and the obliteration of my soul and my spirit is nothing!"
"But before my body dies, I will still be Chu Yang!"
"I will still be the Nine Tribulations Sword's owner!"
"I'm coming!" Chu Yang laughed as he leapt into the sky. He met with that immensely powerful pulling force as his body resembled a flying dragon dancing in the sky. He plummeted into the Lake of Death in a flash!
Torrential waves rolled through the Lake of Death!
The sword lights in midair vanished in an instant, and the sword tip, blade, and edge followed behind Chu Yang as if they were children jumping into their mother's embrace, and they dropped into the Lake of Death with a swish!
The Lake of Death churned and raged, and it became smooth and flat like a mirror in the next moment!
It calmed down to the point where there wasn't a single ripple on its surface!
Everything returned to normal.
As if, nothing had happened at all!
What happened here caused the entire Nine Heavens to rile up!
Everybody in the Nine Heavens saw that giant word that stretched across the sky at the same time. "Come!"
"Come? Where?"
"Come?"
Everyone was looking up at the sky neatly.
Chu Feiling and Yang Ruolan were both very exhausted. They felt as if their legs were filled with lead at their current strength.
They were still one thousand two hundred and fifty kilometers away from the Heavenly Sword Peak.
Right at this moment, flashes flickered across the sky hysterically as they witnessed the word that descended from the sky and onto the ground at the same time –"Come!"
"What's happening?" This word shook them so much in this instant that they collapsed onto the ground at the same time, and they had no strength left.
"This word seems to come from the Heavenly Sword Peak's direction!" Chu Feiling focused on the giant word and said gravely.
"What?" Yang Ruolan immediately got to her feet. "Did something happen at the Heavenly Sword Peak…"
"We have to hurry!"
They got to their feet at the same time.
They couldn't be bothered about their reputation because of their families and chivalry, and they ran for a distance before they came across a caravan, and they just snatched two horses and galloped away.
The nine great families in the Higher Three Heavens became deeply worried.
"Come!"
There was a small and obscure courtyard inside the Zhuge family, and an elderly man dressed in hemp cloth heaved a deep sigh.
Inside the Zhuge family's main hall.
Someone was flipping through the family's chronicle of events.
On the first page.
This page detailed a diary that the Zhuge family's first generation of ancestors had left behind.
"When the Sword Master obtained the fourth piece of the Nine Tribulations Sword, a strange phenomenon occurred in the sky, and a word 'Me' stretched across the heavens…"
Every intellectual and thinker inside the Zhuge family wore solemn expressions.
The family with the greatest strength amongst the nine great dictatorial families, the Ye family.
They were also flipping through a book that had amethyst pages.
This book was as large as a room. This book was made from amethyst, and this book alone was a treasure trove of vital energy!
But only one such book was made!
Every page had fine and thin wordings that were packed very closely together that were carved from a sword tip!
This was the true chronicle of the Nine Heavens!
In other words, this book detailed the lives of the previous generations of the Sword Master of the Nine Tribulations Sword, and the true dictator of the Nine Heavens!
"Here, here. There are records here."
Someone was pointing at a small section of words on the second page.
There was an elderly man with silver-white beard and hair who was looking at this row of words, and he seemed to feel the dominating and weaving sword qi that came from the person who wrote the book, and he began to read out those words softly and with a respectful look on his face.
"When the Sword Master obtained the fourth piece of the Nine Tribulations Sword, a large word appeared across the heavens –'Sword', and this word connected the heavens and the earth!"
Everyone's faces were as solemn and heavy as ever.
Another page was flipped.
"There's more here!"
"When the Sword Master obtained the fourth piece of the Nine Tribulations Sword, a large word formed from sword qi appeared in the sky –'Master'!"
On the sixth page.
"When the Sword Master obtained the fourth piece of the Nine Tribulations Sword, a strange phenomenon occurred in the heavens. A giant word that permeated with sword qi stretched across the skies and read, 'Heaven'!"
On the eighth page.
"When the Sword Master obtained the fourth piece of the Nine Tribulations Sword, a strange phenomenon occurred that shook the entire world. Sword light formed an enormous word in the sky, and its radiance extended for thousands of miles as it shone over the entire Nine Heavens –"Earth!"
On the tenth page.
"When the Sword Master obtained the fourth piece of the Nine Tribulations Sword, a giant word appeared- 'Who'!"
On the twelfth page.
"When the Sword Master obtained the fourth piece of the Nine Tribulations Sword, a large word appeared –'Can'!"
On the fourteenth page.
"When the Sword Master obtained the fourth piece of the Nine Tribulations Sword, a large word that radiated as brilliantly as ever read –'Stop'!"
On the sixteenth page.
"When the Sword Master obtained the fourth piece of the Nine Tribulations Sword, the mountains crumbled, while the paths to the Nine Heavens were completely blocked for three months! The passages going up and down were barricaded. At the same time, a colossal word descended upon the world –'Me'!"
…
The elderly man with white hair heaved a long sigh as he read these words.
After a long while, his eyes were lackadaisical and his voice was heavy as he said, "Did you guys see that? Those were the life experiences of the past eight generations of the Master of the Nine Tribulations Sword. Furthermore, the records are clearest bout the fourth piece of the Nine Tribulations Sword! There aren't any descriptions about the other pieces."
"There was one word attributed to every generation. When those words are combined together, it means – The Sword Master's Heaven and Earth, Who Can Stop Me!"
"Now, another word has appeared in the heavens. This word is 'come'!"
"This means that this generation's Master of the nine Tribulations Sword, and also the ninth generation, has obtained the fourth piece of the Nine Tribulations Sword!"
"Those nine words combined together forms a complete sentence – the Sword Master's Heaven and Earth, Who Can Stop Me From Coming?"
"The catastrophe has begun!" The silver-haired elderly man heaved another long sigh and said, "Where will my family go and what will we do?"
Everyone was stunned to the spot, dazed and speechless.


Chu Yang, the Ninth Master of the Nine Tribulations Sword, sacrificed almost everything he had for the sake of improving his martial arts, including the love of his life. After spending three years locating the fifth fragment of the Nine Tribulations Sword, he was ambushed by all sides at that very place. Mortally injured with no means of escape, Chu Yang executed a sacrificial technique by plunging the Nine Tribulations Sword into his very own heart. “With the blood of my heart, ten thousand tribulations will collapse!”

After witnessing the death of all his ambushers, Chu Yang’s vision began to darken. At a distance, moments before his death, he saw the mastermind who had plotted his downfall — Mo Tian Ji. With that, his eyes finally closed.

However, with a start, Chu Yang once again awoke to find that he had returned to when he was sixteen years of age! Furthermore, the Sword Spirit of the Nine Tribulations Sword now resided within his Dantian, the energy center of his body! From that very moment, Chu Yang would then begin to right all of his past regrets, and carve his very own legend by fulfilling his destiny as the final Master of the Nine Tribulations Sword, and defeating the Heavenly Devils beyond the realm of the Nine Heavens Continent.

With Huang Jialong's decision having been made, Sheng Feilong and the others began to set their course of action in stone. They prepared for everything they could, talking and planning for the time they would start to work on their Two Word Battle Armours.

By the time they split up and Sheng Feilong was able to return to his room, it was already late into the night. With no more time, he opted to directly go to bed; He simply didn't dare to remain awake for too long, especially since they would enter another, more dangerous part of the Spirit Ascension Platform tomorrow.

The next few days went by fast. With Yuanen Yehui having gained more confidence in her own strength, their teams cooperation and combat standards increased explosively; With each passing day, each of them become more content and accustomed to their respective role.

The day after having talked about creating Two Word Battle Armour amongst themselves, Sheng Feilong informed Song Weihan and She Meixiao about their decision. With their plans coming together quite well, Song Weihan cut their training down by quite a notch, allowing them to use most of their time to further their work, other than going to the Spirit ascension Platform.

Huang Jialong asked for She Meixiao assistance with the most crucial part for his own Battle Armour – The Selection of the right Spirit Alloy to reforge his Battle Armour with, as well as choosing a Blacksmith who would provide this metal. He insisted on using his own merit points to pay for the metal, thus turning down She Meixiao's offer to have Old Tang create the metal.

After a while of discussions as well as asking a few blacksmiths for their opinions, Huang Jialong decided for one of the Saint Blacksmiths, who's prowess was only below Old Tang, though much more affordable. With She Meixiao backing Huang Jialong up, the blacksmith even gave him a great discount.

Huang Jialong spent quite a long time with the blacksmith, to get to know him better and to be able to wholly entrust his Battle Armour to the latter. With it being made from an inferior metal than the one they decided to use, the whole One Word Battle Armour had to be reforged to make it into a Two Word Battle Armour.

This process had to be done by a blacksmith, who would use the old Battle Armour as the base to create the new one. Not only did this require a great deal of skill; It also required a great amount of trust. A Battle Armour master's Battle Armour, even if just a one word variant, was considered their second life.

Letting someone repair the armour was one thing, but for the whole armour to be reforged; None dared to hand it to someone they don't wholeheartedly trust; It meant that Huang Jialong would expose of all his Battle Armour's secrets to the blacksmith, something that, if the two of them ever became enemies, would be Huang Jialong's demise.

For the next few weeks, as soon as their joint training in the Spirit Ascension Platform ended, Huang Jialong would be at the blacksmith's workshop, nowhere to be seen otherwise. Sheng Feilong and Yuanen Yehui didn't question him, trusting his decision and waiting for him to tell them about the completed reforging.

Another few days later, Huang Jialong informed them of the successful reforging process, asking for Sheng Felong's help to recreate his Battle Armour and elevate it to a two word variant. Afterwards, Sheng Feilong began working on the Two Word Battle Armour according to Huang Jialong's blueprint, while the latter concentrated on the blueprint for Sheng Feilong's Two Word Battle Armour.

As the one who originally designed Sheng Feilong's Battle Armour was even more skilled then he was, he regularly went to ask the senior for advice. Eventually, he completed the design, much to the satisfaction of the senior Mecha Designer, after which he corrected a few details together with Sheng Feilong.

Over three months, halve the set time their were allowed to spent in the Spirit Ascension Platform, had passed by now and Sheng Feilong had managed to reach the first half of the goal Song Weihan set for him; His Ancient Hypnotic Toad Spirit Soul had reached a cultivation of 14.800-years-old.

The reason this took him so long was that the rate of improvement dropped significantly after the Ancient Hypnotic Toad reached 10.000 years of age; Absorbing the remnant energy of 1.000-years-old Soul Beasts only netted him an increase in the Spirit Souls cultivation of less that 20 percent of what it used to be, despite absorbing the same amount of energy.

He had asked Song Weihan about this, as Huang Jialong and Yuanen Yehui were also oblivious to the answer, but were struck with the same problem. The only answer they received was an incentive to hunt 10.000-years-old Soul Beast from a smiling Song Weihan.

Still, this proved to be less of a problem then expected. With all three of them having advanced all of their Soul Rings to the 10.000-years-old level, their Soul Skills evolved as well, to a level where their strength was incomparable to before. This was especially true for Sheng Feilong's illusion abilities as the Ancient Hypnotic Toad's strength mainly came from its age.

With the usage of the same strength of Spirit power, his illusions' strength increased by more than fivefold, enabling him to trap even 10.000-years-old Soul Beasts in his illusions without much trouble. Still, with the slowed down increase in strength, the time it took him to advance it to the level Song Weihan required was even longer than the time it took to advance it to the 10.000-years-old boundary, despite hunting 10.000-years-old Soul beasts most of the time.

Yuanen Yehui and Huang Jialong faced the same problem, though still managed to reach the first of two goals Song Weihan set for them by roughly the same time as Sheng Feilong. Still, this left them even more distressed. All of them possessed another Spirit Soul that was already at the 10.000-years-old boundary to begin with, yet they had to advance it by leaps and bounds with only half of the initial time remaining.

Thankfully, as Sheng Feilong and Huang Jialong finished their Two Word Battle Armours in time, their team's strength experienced another huge jump, which caused them to be able to hunt even mid ranked 10.000-years-old Beasts with only a moderate amount of trouble.

There was only a single time where they completely failed a hunt, causing Huang Jialong to be killed inside the Spirit Ascension Platform, while Sheng Feilong and Yuanen Yehui had to flee for their lives before bailing out in a last ditch effort.

That day, they had encountered one of the Guardians of the Spirit Ascension Platfform – an over 15.000-years-old Soul Beast recreated from the Soul Bone of a real Molten Earth Armadillo. They invaded its territory without noticing it and stepped into one of its traps, notifying the beast of their arrival.

Afterwards, they were ambushed from beneath the ground, causing great injuries to Huang Jialong before he finally fell after a few minutes of intense combat. Sheng Feilong and Yuanen Yehui managed to flee out of its territory, but with the Soul Beastsof the nearby territories being much weaker, the Molten Earth Armadillo continued to pursue them without rest, forcing them to bail out.

This was the first time Sheng Feilong and the others become truly aware of the danger inside the simulated Great Star Dou Forest, leading to them being much more careful afterwards.

During the following, last three months, Sheng Feilong, Huang Jialong and Yuanen Yehui fully concentrated on their training inside the Spirit Ascension Platform, only cultivating in the evening after their usual training was over.

By the time the six months deadline was over, all of their strengths had increased by leaps and bounds while their cultivation level remained roughly the same; Sheng Feilong managed to break through to rank 62, taking a whole six months just to advance a single rank. However, his Spirit Souls had gone through a major evolution; The Ancient Hypnotic Toad had reached an age of 14.880 years, while the Purple Forest Witch exceeded Song Weihan's goal, becoming a staggering 29.000-years-old Spirit Soul.

Huang Jialong's Spirit Souls went through similar changes; His first Spirit Soul, the Ironhide Flood Dragon, reaching an age of 10.990 years, becoming a 10.000-years-old Spirit Soul as well, while his Coiled Blackblooded Snake Spirit Soul evolved into a 20.700-years-old Spirit Soul. His own cultivation level also only increased lightly, reaching rank 64 after their training.

Compared to them, Yuanen Yehui made the greatest improvements; After becoming a Battle Armour master, she trained her fighting techniques according to Song weihan's training regime, reaching a level of hand-to-hand combat similar to Sheng Feilong, while her cultivation increased from rank 52 to 55 – a total of three ranks.

Her Spirit Souls were the weakest to begin with, reaching a little over 2.000-years-old and 3.000-years-old, respectively. By now, both of those becoming 10.000-years-old Spirit Souls, the Diamond Baboon Spirit Soul even becoming 16.500-years-old.

All of them met – and partially exceeded – the goals Song Weihan had set for them. Moreover, with the addition to their new Battle Armours, familiarity to act like a team and individual fighting capabilities, Song Weihan and She Meixiao were more than pleased with them.

The six of them, including Sheng Lingtian, met in Song Weihan's office, exactly six months after their training first began. Sheng Feilong, Huang Jialong and Yuanen Yehui stood in front of the seated She Meixiao and Song Weihan, visibly relaxed and confident in their strength, while the two Titled Douluo's smiled at them. "Congratulations, you three. With this, your training has concluded."

Song Weihan chimed in after She Meixao congratulated them, his tone equally stern as it was proud. "The three of you have exceeded my expectations, all things concerned. When I created the training plans for you, I thought the Spirit Soul's ages were the maximum you would be able to achieve, yet in a short six months you became able to exceed this limit."

He paused a moment and looked at the three of them. "Two Soul Emperor ranked Soul Master with full sets of Two Word Battle Armour and a Soul King ranked Soul Master with a One Word Battle Armour; All of which possess full sets of black, 10.000-years-old Soul Rings. With this, you a ready to head for the real Great Star Dou Forest."

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A Douluo Dalu Fanfiction in the timeline of DD3 (The Legend of the Dragon King).

Follow Sheng Feilong, a young boy from the Sheng Clan, on his way to become a powerful Soul Master.

Watch him grow up, train, make friends and enemies alike, in, arguably, one of the most interesting worlds of chinese webnovels.

Will the outcast of a small Clan be able to break through humanity's limit and ascend to become a god?

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This is my first time trying to write something with more than like 1.000 words, so please bear with me!

Release schedule: 1 chapter/day

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I. 

1 Corinthians 12: 8-10 (NKJV)

v8 - for to one is given the word of wisdom through the Spirit, to another the word of knowledge through the same Spirit. 

v9 - to another faith by the same Spirit, to another gifts of healing by the same Spirit.

v10 - to another the working of miracles, to another prophecy, to another discovering of spirits, to another different kinds of tongues, to another the interpretation of tongues. 


II.

1 Corinthians 12:28 (NKJV)

v28 - And God has appointed there in the church: first apostles, second prophets, third teachers, after that miracles, then gifts of healings, helps, administrations, variety of tongues.


III.

Romans 12:6-8 (NKJV)

v6 - Having the gifts differing according to the grace that is given to us, let us use them; if prophecy, let us prophecy in proportion to our faith. 

v7 - or ministry, let us use it in our ministering; he who teaches, in teaching.

v8 - he who exhorts, in exhortations; he who gives, with liberality; he who leads, with dilgence; he who shows mercy, with cheerfulness.

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This is the common "Book of Answers".  Many like to find it. But, they can't have it.  It is better you find the answers for yourself.

[Word] denotes Words in Bold/Louder Emphasis/Loud Noises

*Word* denotes Onomatopoeia/Sound Effects

/Word/ denotes Words in Italic/Inner Voices/Thoughts/Soft Noises/Softer Emphasis

* before the word or sentence denotes an Author's Note at the end of the Chapter


Time moves forward. And while this tale slowly comes to an end, their story continues to unfold behind the scenes....


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It's been a month and a half since that fateful day. A month and a half since that unassuming maintenance guy saved her from her own demise. Ever since then, Aletheia has begun to acclimatize once more to a rather, lavish lifestyle than the year and a half that she spent on the run.


/Not only have you acclimatized, you've already excelled~/


Oh shut up. She can still live off of instant ramen and chump change just fine should the need arise.


/Says the girl that now spends over a thousand drachma a day on food alone~/


The novelist chuckled to herself at the thought as she saved another word document in her laptop. Well, she was quite a hefty spender back then no? 


/You blew a whole talent for every arcade session. You're more than a hefty spender~/


Come now.. Well, she did do that back in the day huh.


/You're clearly cut out for a lavish lifestyle~/


She stifled a yawn as she closed the laptop for the evening, having finished a new chapter for her book. It was quite a novel experience, being back in her old room.


/Still as immaculate as ever./


The room still had the same white, frilly drapes covering her windows, the same wooden desk that she remembered doing schoolwork in, hell, her bed was just the way she left it back then; large, soft, and can threaten to swallow her whole should she not get up in time.


/Quite the colorful description about a mundane room./


It might've been her metaphorical cell back then, but it was also the only place where she had any semblance of privacy to herself. At least Mother eased up on some of her former rules.


*BZZZZT BZZZZT*


Sound of vibration on wood made itself heard as the novelist looked back towards her nightstand. The pyjama wearing woman blearily approached the offending phone, stifling another yawn before answering the call.


"Aletheia speaking." Who was the calling her at such an ungodly hour?


/"Yo 'Theia."/ A familiar voice echoed from the speakers as her heart jumped in response. /"Why're you still up?"/


"You called, dumbass." The soft embrace of her mattress engulfed her as she let herself plop onto her bed. This was the highlight of the day in her opinion. "What did you expect Eremes?~" Getting the chance to talk to the man himself every single day.


/"You never slept early."/ Aletheia chuckled at his accusing tone, the same banter that they always shared. /"A few weeks in and you still refuse to get a normal sleeping schedule."/


"Hehe.. Well, old habits die hard." Her novels weren't gonna write themselves after all. "Speaking of which, why'd you call this late?" 


/"Well, the job went longer than expected."/ She heard him sigh as his tone took on a tired tone. /"Can't leave a job unfinished. What with your mom requesting it."/


Aletheia found herself nodding in shared understanding. The former repairman was now under Mother's employ, meaning that he had to do everything that she said down to a tee.


/Especially since he fucked up on his half of the deal~/


She winced at the thought. While the recording that Eremes used as a bargaining chip got deleted, he actually failed to mention his other fail-safe, which he apparently set up in case he got himself killed for her. What was he thinking back then?


/Well, it is Mother that we're talking about./


Fair play.


/"I honestly can't even believe it even now.."/ The man confessed through the line. /"That I'm still working under, clearly the most powerful woman in Midas."/


The fallout of his half baked fail safe grated on her mother to the core, what with her reputation as Midas's caring mother going down the drain. Thankfully, it was easily swept under the rug using a few favors from Arbiter.


/Favors that come with a price./


The price which came at Eremes's expense. The novelist could still recall her nervous breakdown the day it happened; she actually thought he's done for.


/Mother is all, if not honorable./


While they still met from time to time, usually whenever he drove her off to school, the two haven't really spent a lot of time with each other, usually due to college work on her end or the exorbitant number of odd jobs on his end. The last time they ever spent a significant amount of time hanging out was way back during the A3's ending ceremony. 


/Yearning for him now?~/


She was not. 


"Well you asked for it didn't you?" The laid back novelist replied as she put a pillow under her head. "Plus, you said you're willing to learn."


/"Doing.. unsavory jobs wasn't exactly what I had in mind 'Theia."/ His voice exasperated, a chuckling tone still present. /"But if it helps me get closer to you, I'll do whatever it takes."/


Hngggggg.. Her heart. With the strong conviction too?


/Still convinced you're not in love with him?~/


Maybe.... But she knew better than to think that he's doing it on purpose. Eremes was an earnest man, if not partially oblivious, he's still too responsible to take advantage of her. 


"Careful with the wording there casanova," The novelist teased, knowing full well in her heart that his words actually made her take emotional damage. "I might take that as a sign that you're in to me~"


/"Hah! As if that'll happen~"/ Eremes laughed as the faint sound of a speeding car revved through his background. /"You're so far out of my league, we're literally two whole social classes apart from each other!"/


/Ooof~/


Clutching her aching heart, Aletheia cursed under her breath at his friend's oblivious nature. Well, can't fault him for that.


/Yeah, you fell for him after all~/


Shut up.


/"You say something 'Theia?"/


"Oh, it's nothing." Fucking moron. Glancing over to her wall clock, the sleepy novelist noted the time, before turning back to her conversational partner. "Hey, I gonna have to sleep, I still have class tomorrow and it's already one in the morning."


/"Oh, well, good night 'Theia. I'll see you tomorrow."/


"Good night Eremes."


Tossing the phone over to the other side of the bed, Aletheia killed the lights before smothering her face underneath her blankets. Another day of fending off reporters and paparazzi, such was the life of someone with some social status in this city. 


/"At least your name wasn't smeared to the dirt by that Ossa chick~"/


Yeah, at least Eremes's reporter friend had the decency to leave her out of the recordings. 


The night went on as the tired novelist drifted off into another bout of dreamless sleep. It was comforting at least. The nightmares haven't completely stopped, but they came fewer and farther in between nowadays. She found herself smiling to herself, yet another debt she owed to that idiot.


/The same idiot that you came to love?~/


All right fine.. The same idiot that she fell in love with. 


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Thus end this tale...

True Title: Tales from Midas: The Runaway

Struggling novelist Athena Morrison once thought life had nothing left to offer her. Living a reclusive lifestyle and trying to make ends meet while trying to make a name for herself as an author, she certainly had it hard enough. Coupled with extreme bouts of depression and constant threats with running from her dark past however, one can only go so far before something snaps. So in one stormy evening, plagued by the demons of her own making, she planned on ending it all.


Before she was stopped by some unsuspecting maintenance crew.


A fateful encounter, if she were to describe it. Change was coming to her life. Perhaps it was time to stop running, to try and take hold of her own destiny. 


A lot of things were happening in this city, money changing hands, deals being made; politics were being played and power constantly in flux. And while change is something to be feared, it was also something to be excited about. Athena only hoped that it was for the better.

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After retrieving both books, Miyuki chose to glance at his pocket watch.

"Tsk… I need to get back! I lost track of time and don't wish for father to scold me," Miyuki uttered once he noticed it was closing in for Saturday's family dinner.

He headed towards the library's reception where a woman in her mid-twenties was sitting down, reading. She wore a hat resembling a witch's hat, glasses, and had light purple braided hair. Miyuki thought she was almost an exemplary bookworm apart from the odd choice of hat.

"I'm borrowing these over the weekend," Miyuki raised both books in mid-air, notifying her as he passed by.

"Wait-- You can't borrow books or take them outside the library!" The librarian rose from her seat to complain.

However, Miyuki immediately brought out an emblem from his inner pocket. It was a Kanno family crested emblem. 

"Watch me! Or complain to my father!" Miyuki said.

The librarian was unsure what to do, she did not feel like dealing with the Kanno family at all. But once she spotted the two books of choice, 'The Altruistic Gene' and 'The Wonders of Elixirs', even she had doubt about Miyuki's reading choices. Moreover, this meant no one would most likely miss those books during the two days he was taking them.

"Su--ure… just make sure to bring them back on Monday!" She half stuttered. 

Miyuki snickered at her response.

"I guess even in this world there are pushovers once authority comes to shove," Miyuki smiled.

Back at the mansion, he joined the rest of the Kanno family for a quiet dinner. It was rather uneventful and heavily lacked any sort of conversation.

When dinner was concluded, Miyuki locked himself in his room to start working on decrypting the next book he had in mind, '¨The Alustristic Gene'. 

Even the name sounded bizarre.

"Altruism? It's like the most worthless trait known to man! Self-serving people believing in sacrificing themselves in one way or another for others!" Miyuki scoffed at the title before opening up the book.

Once he had begun reading the book, he noticed the same double underline pattern and took notes of every page. To his surprise, this book was somehow over three hundred pages long. Miyuki thought this book was a complete waste of time and should've amounted to under a hundred pages based on the premise alone.

After the notes were finalized, Miyuki decided to head out to the terrace for a break. He secretly enjoyed the outlook it gave, since the mansion was one of the tallest buildings and you could spot the northern gate as well as the royal palace from the terrace. Not to mention, also the entire Kanno terrain. 

It was already nearing night time and the air felt soothing, it was just the right amount of wind and temperature, neither too warm nor cold. In the distance, Miyuki spotted the gate being opened and a few people in hoods vacating the city.

"Huh? I thought the northern gate is closed around this time, it's nearly midnight…" Miyuki pondered. 

Something appeared fishy and Miyuki burned it into his mind to remember to analyze for later.

Back inside, Miyuki began to translate the message slowly, bit by bit, and piecing it together by using the same algorithm he had created and used in the library earlier today. 
[The]

[Truth]

[Lies]

[Beyond]

[These]

[Lines]

[Page 2, Line 11, Word 7]

Gave the word 'summon'.

[Page 5, Line 13, Word 8]

The word found was 'reason'.

[Page 8, Line 21, Word 13]

Another word was added.

[Page 13, Line 2, Word 3]

One word that caught Miyuki off-guard once he read it, the word 'sacrifice', which was found in the sentence 'some species sacrifice themselves in order to protect the rest in the case of a predator attack'. He gulped as he continued to decipher and put the message together.

… From thereafter the list grew.

"Man, this is a real pain!" Miyuki scratched the back of his head vigorously.

It took about another two hours for Miyuki to finalize the embedded message. 

"Okay… let's see what it says!" Miyuki smirked, pleased with himself.

[The reason heroes are summoned is not to combat demons but in order to be sacrificed to contrary belief.]

[Heroes are used as human fodder for two reasons.]

[One, they are more prone to be selected into the Shadow Tournament, hence they have a greater aptitude for magic.]

[Two, the hero essence is used to craft the vial 'Viells', which is a preventative substance to avoid selection for the Shadow Tournament.]

[When the Shadow Tournament is near, heroes will mysteriously disappear back to their families and never return to the academy.]

[Key word is 'When the time is nigh, heroes will die'.]

Miyuki's hands were shaking when he finished reading the entire message. It was more a shake of anger than it was of fright. In the midst of his anger, an unsettling and eerie feeling hit him.

"The northern gate was opened? The tournament is near? It can't be! Damn those fuckers," Miyuki cursed and rushed to his door.

He grabbed his weapon and rushed out in a hurry, and in the corridor, Miyuki crossed paths with Daiki while sprinting. 

"Why are you suddenly in such a hurry? Going somewhere?" Daiki grinned.

"Piss off!" Miyuki glared and ran past him.

Now that Miyuki thought about things more closely, the hooded men did appear suspicious to him. Miyuki closed his eyes and repeated the scenery from his memory. 

In the midst of the scenery, two people were excessively moving back and forth, giving a feeling to struggle. The outline of the clothes of the two people resembled the uniforms of the academy.

Miyuki opened his eyes back up and ran past the gated Kanno residence to make way for the northern gate. 

"Fuck, fuck, fuck! Please tell me I'm wrong or not too late!" Miyuki cursed and bit his underlip.

It caused a small bleed, leaving small trails of blood drops behind onto the capital's grounds, as Miyuki rushed towards the gate.

Ayato is reincarnated into another world after being filled with regrets and being fed up at work. 

This novel is on a hiatus. Switched accounts to NagisaFate!

"...." Wide awake, my back touches the ground as anger fills within me but all subsided when that familiar battle filled my mind. Thinking it I couldn't help but smile. That idiot duo didn't stop bickering, in the end their Faction Boss was killed forever. . .too bad, I'm not there to kill all of their Bosses.

"Really? You actually came for the second time? How lucky or unlucky aren't you? And what's with that creepy smile? Ewe gross"

With that deep thought, familiar voice welcomed me made me snapped back saying as if I actually arrived here the last time.

Jerking up my body to stand up, I look towards the luminous light who talk and the white cloudy horizon, indeed I came here once before. But when was it?

"Where--?" I ask for confirmation, but my word dried for some reason

"You, don't even remember arriving here for the second time now?" Says by the single orb of light as it circling around my body, it then continued "Then if I say I am prometheus who is your bounded soul, you remember now?"

"W-what!? I thought I was dreaming from that time!"

Yes, I remember now. Though short conversation I knew this name, this orb. . .how should I forget that?

"Oh yeah? You could say this is a dream, and at the same time you could say this is not" it then explained

"Uhh, o-kay?"

"Heh, what? You don't wanna know why?"

"Ah no, I mean, please explain"

"Keh keh well, because a dream is the process of an anxious and distressed mind that could give ones calmness so as to protect their process of brain from having too worked up. . .now, did you get it? Long story short, a dream is only an image drawn from one's desire, unconsciously that is"

"Then, this world is my desire?" I then asks one question after hearing

"I told you so. . .so you are only partially correct, yup, partially"

"Then what is the other half?"

"That this world is actually existed, I clearly told you, you are lucky enough to come here 'twice' within only a span of a single year in which, within the calculation of possibility and probability is only 1:365."

"W-wow, so fuck up miscalculation. If you have that stupid probability then I say you are clearly stupid"

"No, that calculation is everytime when your mind is only in distress and not everyday in a year, you coot"

"Kuh!" from his answer, I cough. I've been fooled and mocked at the same time

He then continued "Meaning, your brain is too worked up to call for an emergency that could open up the world where you are currently now. Ahh —Nope, I will clear the misunderstandings, this isn't a different world but a space. A space created by my bindings of one nascent soul of two, only contracted to me could come and go in this place, now, you understand?"

Tilting my head, I look at him, curious. Nascent souls? Bind?

"Hehe I said too much eh? By the way, you can go now, if you are unconscious, so does 'he'. So when you are still standing before coming here, who oppose you right now might get killed!"

His word, I cannot absorb them all clearly. I cannot understand what it meant. A nascent soul? He? okay I get the gist, lets say I have another soul thats controlling my physical body as of this moment but, who is he? what is he? how the hell I didn't know by then? Wait, was that the same silhouette who pushes me? I. . .don't understand at all.

With that very thought in mind, I heard yet another question "Alright you shouldn't be here in the fitst place, want me to send you off then?"

"That. . .I don't even know how to return wait ah!— mind if I ask the difference of time between here and there?" I curiously asks

"Oh, what a wonderful question. But time cannot bend and rule this space so there is no definite time between your current world and here, so. . ."

"You mean, it might be years later if I open my eyes again!?"

"Oh yeah, thats how things works, so I'd prefer if you leave now"

"Fuck! Send me off!"

"He he thought so, goodbye sucker!"

With that last mocking word of his, my body started to flicker until my consciousness faded again.

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At the same time

"Heh, he is too easy to manipulate, right? Master?" Prometheus look from the back and a man with lion head and bulging muscle, came in

"You. didn't try to confess everything hmm?" so the asks.

"Well, you see I cannot control my tongue right? oh if I have one that is, hahaha" The Prometheus said so

"That joke, made me cringed eh prometheus. And that light-lip of yours is what I hated the most"

"Keh keh, well, you are my master without a doubt but I have my own ego—kah! No no no! If you kill me now! I mean, I didn't, really!"

As the man swept his hand as if the poor orb has a physical form, he grabbed and squeezed it hard.

"I want you to know your place, thats all" the man then snorted.

"He he, too bad you didn't saw him just now-—and they were different through and through, really, I already fond of his ignorance"

"Of course they are, and?. . .are you an omniponent? saying such absurd word?" The man rebuted

"T-that"

"See? saying someone an ignorant and hearing that very word made me wanna kill them by strangling them to death!" says by the man and clack his finger, who now wears an intimidated aura 

"K-kah—! Scary!" Like that, the orb of white light, Prometheus, slipped out of man's hand and dashed out from somewhere, away from the said man.

"Oi fucker, return here! he will arrive in any minute now!" The same time, the man with bulging muscle, followed the orb of white light, slightly panicked

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Another 5 days and Zetta returned in his consciousness at last. But his head are spinning still. . .

Holding his head as if breaking them at any moment, he looked from left to right and witness the aftermath of the battle; what he witnessed is an endless horizon filled with dusts, from everywhere is a destroyed trees, craters and fissures could clearly be seen. . .

Exhaling deeply, Zetta tried to concentrate what was happened from the last few days---although he didn't aware. He then stands up and started walking forward that he even forget to check his Inventory from killing the dragon.

Yes, he killed the dragon but the big question is, how?

With a few concentration, the recorded memories within this last few days are now started to swim within his mind, like a current, like a tick of a thunder that flashes from his brain. Playing like a virtual movie.

DISCLAIMER: DanMachi aû
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Alternate Title: DanGamer
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Synopsis:

a Boy woken out of nowhere. As he open and close his palm as if he's checking for something "It feels like I'm still inside the virtual world.. Status Open", but a surprising word came out of his mouth

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Name: Zetta

Hair Color: Dark

Eye Color: Silver

Race: Half-Barbarian (Token)

Level: 51

Personal Status ↑

Active Skill: -Locked-, Eagle Stomp, Stomp, Air Walk, Flash Drift, Avoid, Borrowed Power of Heracles

Passive Skill: -Locked-
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with mouth agape. the Boy pinched his cheek to confirm if he's daydreaming. But shock struck his body by the reality as he fell unconscious after the confirmation
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"What a poor soul, to be thrashed like this" says the Old Bearded Man who saw the unconscious Boy as he hefted him in one arm

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