No titles need between us
What ever you are
You will be always in my heart
Together we make our own pace

"No titles need between us"
Ever time you say it
it makes me happy
and makes me feel sad...

year 1985 B.D planet Alitear
born again with a system 
Mc flowing in the darkness litter with specks of light pulsing with life "how many does that make again" " I've been a god, titan , devil, omnipotent immortal and what has that given me boredom which fated system will you throw at me now you bastards."
Status
Title: Savior& Destroyer [+2 all stats]
,Demon god[ Immunity to + light magic] , Holy god [ Immunity to + Dark magic , first born of titan clan [+55 STR stat], Material god [+1 all stats, +mastery over all items], 

Animal System extension 
<Acquired title> <[lone wolf]> <[ +2 all stats when fighting multiple enemy's]>

lv.1
Name: Haku quin (Jerry west)
Race: Astra Wolf
blood line: degraded wolf descended/ prior purchased blood lines available
Age: New born
Str:2 /+8 /+0
Dex:1 /+3 /+0
Con:2 /+3 /+0
Int:4 /+3 /+0
Wis:5 /+3 /+0
Chr:3 /+3 /+0 /+3 (New born bonus 1 month)

special
------------
luck: -36

unique abilitys:
telekinesis - degraded 
space affinity - degraded
all elements affinity - degraded (blood line effect)
polymorph - [forms Locked]


<s%al c*uroption 2/7> [time to repair 7 yrs 2 mo 14 days] 11:37 

elsewhere in heaven
a god and goddess talking
"it's in place"
"good my haku didn't deserve this"
"remember your promise"
grumbling as she walked away another was listening to there conversation he whistled "fate of infinite relams now are scaled what does fate hold"

"Have a nice bath~"
Rose winked at Ryan before closing the door of the bathroom behind her, leaving him alone with the steaming hot bath that she personally prepared for him. Instead of a bathtub, it would be more precise to call it a jacuzzi. It had more than sufficient capacity to fit two or three people inside.
"Well, I guess I have no choice now," Ryan muttered to himself as he checked the temperature of the water. A bit too hot for his liking but bearable.
Honestly, he preferred a quick shower. One thing he knew for sure though, he would never admit that now—not after seeing how happy she looked. Just her adorable smile was more than enough to convince him to shut his mouth.
Although this was only Rose's personal bathroom, one that is connected directly to her room, its size was not dwarfed by the other rooms in the villa. In fact, it was only slightly smaller than his own dorm room.
While appreciating the elegant white tiles with his bare feet, he began removing his shirt. He was just about to take off his sweatpants when he heard someone knocking on the bathroom door.
"Ryan, are you, uhm, undressed already?" he heard Rose asked cautiously.
He subconsciously looked down and realized that only his shirt was off, he replied, "No, why?" As he still had his sweatpants on, in theory, he wasn't undressed yet. He was… half-naked.
Rose seemed to have heard something in his voice, not fully believing him. The bathroom door cracked open ever so slightly, barely enough to fit her small hand that was gripping a fluffy white towel. "I-I forgot there are no fresh towels left in there so I got you a new one…"
Ryan found her bashful innocence adorably silly, unknowingly bringing a soft smile to his face. He had been living inside the boy's dorm ever since he entered university. There wasn't anything he had not seen in the last four years. Over something as basic as this, his shame had already long disappeared, and it was downright impossible for him to not find this pretty girl's embarrassment as amusing.
He walked up to the door, deciding to tease her a little. As he grabbed the white towel with his left hand, he simultaneously opened the doors wider with the other, exposing his half-naked body to the red-hooded beauty.
Startled, her blue eyes widened as her gaze fell on his naked chest, before traveling down to his well-defined abs. She released the towel as if she had been bitten by a
snake and took a step back, scolding him with a red face. "Why are you naked?! You said you aren't—"
Despite her furious blushing, Rose neither turned her face away from him nor covered her eyes like the shy conservative girl she appeared to be in front of her family. Her gaze lingered on each defined line of his upper body muscles.
Ryan flashed her an innocent smile, pretending not to notice her reaction and walked back to the bathtub-slash-jacuzzi. When he turned away from her, Rose's eyes could not help but ogle the firm muscles on his back moving with each step of his.
"Well, why are you standing there?" his laughing voice broke her from her reverie. "Don't tell me that you want to join me and scrub my back?"
Rose had to blink twice to completely wake up from the spell his body casted on her. She could not help but counter his teasing, pretending to be upset. "O-Of course not! Since you like to flaunt your body like this, I'm just being kind enough to appreciate that pitiful-looking body so you don't feel bad! Stupid!"
She was flustered, but it wasn't that bad—it's not like she had never seen the bare chest of a man. However, it was a completely different story since this is her personal bathroom… then what if he was completely naked…?
Embarrassed by the sudden turn of her thoughts, Rose slammed the door shut afterward, leaving Ryan shaking in laughter. He undressed fully and entered the hot bath, slowly submerging until even his head disappeared under the surface of the water.
"Despite the cons, I guess having her as a girlfriend isn't so bad," Ryan mused with a chuckle, swiftly recalling all of the beauty's silly reactions when he poked fun at her. "Even though we are only pretending to be in love, maybe I should act and treat her like a real boyfriend?"
Being a person who was raised by a loving family—and given his own mother's temperament—Ryan was actually the type of guy who put his time and effort in matters relating to love. After all, wasn't it unfair to not even try to be the best boyfriend possible? Especially when the two people could potentially develop real feelings for each other?
In the past, his relationships did not end well due to his condition, but at very least, he was sincere and tried his best to make things work out.
Splash!
Water sprayed in the air as Ryan suddenly resurfaced. It was a short moment of intense thinking but he got an idea of what he wanted to do.
He did not want to stay in the hot water for too long, knowing he needed to maximize the time left before lunch to talk to Rose. As there were many bottles laying around the bathtub, he took one randomly with a shampoo on the label and quickly washed himself.
Rose said she will prepare clean clothes for him so he wrapped the towel around his waist after drying his hair with it and left the bathroom holding onto his dirty clothes. However, there was no sight of the girl inside her room, giving him the opportunity to look around.
Although it was bigger than an average girl's room, it was relatively standard in its appearance: a queen-sized bed with about a dozen fluffy pillows and various stuffed animals around it, tens of drawers and a cabinet, and a study table in the form of a spacious desk with a laptop, cute notebooks and a number of business-related books.
She also had a not-so-small collection of fiction books and magazines, filling every space of the huge shelf that took up one side of the wall. Based on the book covers and their titles, he guessed they were all modern romances.
Just as he picked one of the books to check the content, he heard the sound of a door being unlocked. He quickly placed the book back on its place and pretended he didn't touch anything just before Rose entered the room. To his confusion, she did not come in from the main door but from another door he did not notice on the side, one that looked like a walk-in closet.
Rose flinched when she saw him, probably not expecting him to come out of the bath so soon and closed the door in panic, locking it afterward. When she faced him again, there was a forced smile on her face as she tried to casually hide the key in her pocket.
"You already finished your bath? Did you enjoy it?" Rose asked as she approached him, doing her best to keep the fake smile on her face. Unfortunately, it was too easy to figure out that she was hiding something.
She had changed out of his red hoodie and her school uniform and was now wearing a much more comfortable set of red shorts and a tight white blouse which underlined her ample chest. She also carried a bunch of clothes with her, affirming Ryan's initial guess of the side door being her walk-in closet.
"I did enjoy it, thank you for asking." Ryan nodded, reassuring her with a smile. "Don't worry, I'm not going to ask what you are hiding. You can tell me later if you want to."
"It's nothing much…" Rose replied as she scratched her head embarrassingly. "It's just my hobby that I would rather keep a secret for now…"
"Everyone has secrets. It's okay. Are those clothes for me?" Ryan asked to change the topic, pointing at the outfit she was holding.
"Oh!" Rose exclaimed, remembering she meant to give him clothes. "Yes. I found the largest unisex shirt I have. We are not that different in height so the length should be alright. Not sure about the cut of the sleeve though. And the pants are not mine. They're from Dad in his younger years…"
She was casually putting all the pieces on top of her bed when she suddenly froze. On her peripheral vision, she saw a white towel being held by a man's hand. It was the towel that was supposedly wrapped around his waist.
Rose covered her eyes and turned around, her entire body heating up.
"Why didn't you wait in the bathroom?! You could change your clothes there!" she scolded, shaking her head as if trying to stop her whatever is in her imagination from going any further.
Instead of a reply, she was hit with a sound of the towel dropping to the ground. It would be strange for a young adult like her to prevent her mind from thinking lewd stuff.
"You are changing here?!" she whispered harshly, trying to keep her voice down in order to not alert her parents downstairs.
Ryan understood why she was making such a scene, but he could not help but tease her one more time. "Just don't look and you will be fine."
Ryan wore his own boxers first. He got a pair of black pants and a plain white V-neck shirt. Although Rose said that it was her largest shirt, it was a bit tight around his chest. He looked much more ripped than he actually was.
"I'm done. You can turn around," Ryan said as he patted her on the shoulder. She turned, but she was still covering her face just in case he was going to poke fun at her again. It made him laugh.
"Why would I lie?" Ryan grabbed her hands, uncovering her eyes. "See?"
"I hate you..." Rose replied while pouting. "First day and you already teased me so much…"
"Is it my fault? You are just so easy and fun to tease," Ryan said honestly. He stared at her puffed up cheeks, wanting to squeeze and check how soft they were.
As if his mind was just waiting for that very thought, a switch inside of him seemingly flipped and his hands that were initially holding hers moved upwards. Before he realized what was happening, he was already cupping her face, tenderly rubbing her cheeks with his thumbs. The look in his eyes seemed to change, sharpening and focusing on her lips as if he wanted nothing else in the world other than to kiss her.
Rose got surprised by the sudden change but before he could do anything further, his eyelids trembled and the clarity in his eyes returned.
He did not release her face and instead confessed with the most honest smile he could muster, "Rose, for me it doesn't matter if it's a week, a month or a year. I will do my best to be your perfect boyfriend so please take good care of me."
He released her cheeks and casually entwined his hand with her own.
"Shall we go help your parents make lunch?"

Slice of life novel of a power couple with mystery, twists and suspense that won't let you sleep! 

Ryan is the youngest and least accomplished of the world-renowned fashion tycoon Lady Elizabeth's grandsons. Out of nowhere, he is given a chance to inherit her multi-billion dollar wealth—but there is a catch to it. He needs a wife to compete in his stead.

Unfortunately, Ryan doesn't even have a girlfriend yet. Before his Grandma returns to their hometown to perform the selection, he has a week to find the perfect wife.

But...

Will his mysterious urges even allow him to find love?

What if they turn out to be something only written in fairy tails, something that will change his life forever?

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I'm fucked, aren't I? I can't face all of those skeletons alone- what am I, superman!? My bones will break if I tried to punch or kick them… what should I do?

I walked around to clear my mind a bit. It's still the same… cabin?

Between the weapon stands, there was a book. I can read- Reading helps me to calm down. The book was titled: "Purity". 

I then start to read the book, and the information I could gather was: Silver symbolizes purity. Silver does not corrode either. Silver is usually associated with cleansing the wicked, an effective weapon against the undead. Silver was used in mirrors as well which explains why Vampires do not get their reflection from them. Silver, however, is soft. You can never make proper swords from pure silver, but you can plate the inside of the steel sword with silver to retain the "purifying" identity. Alchemists have also discovered that Silver can purify wounds. The rest of the pagers were torn- but I think I got what I need.

I also noticed that there were words that were underlined. On the table was an inkwell and a quill, along with rolls of what seemed to be paper. I unroll the paper and I place my forearms down so they wouldn't roll back as I open the inkwell before dipping the quill, writing the words I noticed. They were…

"The" "is" "The" "Hidden" "The" "Board" "The" "Table"

…what? Probably some hidden message.

I then pick the other book which was titled: "Rise from the dead". Before I can start skimming through the book, a key has been dropped. I also noticed that some words are underlined, so I might as well take notes.
…

This book has very detailed about the description of skeletons. Basically, Necromancy is about re-animating inanimate objects. Making the lifeless things move. Necromancers have the ability to suck and store souls from others- which they use for their re-animation. Re-animated units can be put into rest through "Holy" magic which high-level paladins and priests possess. If one were to fight these "skeletons", one must bathe their weapons in holy water while chanting the words: "Father of light, guide me in putting these souls to rest.". With silver weapons, these effects are amplified.

So… I should just look for silver weapons? Maybe there are like Silver Cestuses or Shin Guards here. But… there's still the underlined words. I wrote them down just below the previous ones, and they were: 

"Key" "For" "Vault" Under" "Loose" "Under" "Round". 

I tried connecting the two words together, and this is what I formed.

"The key is for the vault hidden under the loose board under the round table."

Seeing this, I grab the key and I moved the round table to find… nothing weird until I touch them. I could feel a board move and I push further with the other side going up as if there was something under it. I pick the board up and under the board was a small chest made from metal. I lifted the chest- and it was quite heavy- onto the round table. I tried the key… and it worked! What's inside was… another key, and what seemed to be a diary. Looks like there will be lots of reading today. I wonder if I can stay in this campaign endlessly.

The diary was about an undead slayer! It turns out that this was his hideout for a while, and he had been recruiting others to join his cause. He said that he wasn't a noble paladin so in the end, he found no one. He decided to press on alone and he left some equipment if the people he recruited changed their minds. The key was for another room of spare equipment. …I hope he's alright.

I then explored this "other room". There weren't "spare equipment", just a stone statue holding a bowl, blocks stacked together with a missing block at the middle replaced by… fire? And a table having different flasks, garlic, glitters, belts with pockets, bars of metal, and a note.

The note said that these were specialized equipment for hunting undead. There was supposedly a holy shrine that hosts holy water to enchant your gear for a while, a "forge" if you need to make silver weapons, and an alchemy lab on the table if you want to take extra precautions. There was also a crossbow and a set of bolts under the table, Woah!

…I searched again, and there weren't any notes about how to forge from "silver bars", how to fire a crossbow, and how to brew potions. I hope I'll be alright by enchanting alone.

I went back into the other room and I wore the same leather equipment from last time. It's so… quiet here. I spaced out when I was trying to tie the strings on my back and the back of my legs and arms. Now… which parts do I want to enchant? My fists, elbows, knees, and shin, obviously.

If I remember correctly, I must bathe them with holy water. Do I bathe them all before chanting or one chant per set? I don't know man. I'll do the first one.

I approached the silver statue holding a bowl of water, and I submerged my Cestuses and my Elbows. I then grabbed some water with my hands to pour on my knees and shins. I also took quite a sip just in case I need to be "holy" within. I then stepped back a bit before standing on my knees and bowing with my hands and head to the ground.

"Father of light, guide me in putting these souls to rest.", I prayed. Nothing happened at first- but there's this warm spreading throughout my body. There were still plenty of holy water left. It might be useful later, so I filled some nearby empty vials and attached them to what seemed like a vial holder on my belt. I also took a vial of shiny glitters?

…I wonder if Satoshi and the others are okay. I don't think they know much about the skeletons and the necromancers.

I looked around to see if I missed something, but I think I'm good. I prayed a bit more before I left, just in case. Outside the cabin- it's still the same. One dirt pathway straight forward. I feel so warm inside too.

I progress further into the dirt pathway. I don't feel the cold sensation that I had before- I just feel sort of… determined to get this over with.

I felt vibrations on the ground again. I then jump on my toes and shuffle a bit to warm my feet up and start my footwork. I see hands burrowing out again- four sets of bony hands. What if…

I take a vial from my belt and I bit the cork off before praying on top of the rising skeleton. After praying, I poured some holy water on its skull- and it stopped its ascent from the ground.

I did this again to the nearest skeleton- and the remaining two had risen up already by the time I finish.

I toss the empty vial to the side before I get into my orthodox stance. Two skeletons, Chatri. We got this.

The two skeletons just stood there… and something dark blue was forming in the air. The two skeletons let their hands out into the thing, an- HOLY SHIT! A FREAKIN' SWORD AND A BOW!?

Seeing this- I KNEW I had to MOVE FAST. I approach the swordsman skeleton and I get to an angle where the swordsman skeleton blocked the archer skeleton's aim. The swordsman skeleton looked like it was sizing me up, just walking around slowly with its right hand on the sword hilt and each time the skeleton archer… here goes nothing!

I feint a left jab by extending my left arm just a few inches and the swordsman skeleton went for a counter- swinging its blade to my left- Fingers crossed!

I waited for a bit as the blade traveled- and I just… did it. I swung the back of my hand to the left- parrying the sword with my cestus! I waste no time as I push off my back foot and leaped a little with my lead foot into a "half step" to close the distance before pushing off the back foot and pivoting off of it, bending my knees and rotating my hips and torso into a right straight punch to its bony cheek. The impact as rough on my fingers inside and I see a quick beam of light come from within its bony skull and out of its hollowed eye sockets with purple haze being expelled.

I then hook its right bony arm with my left as I went for a clinch- with both of my hands on the back of its head. I see the archer circling around so I did the same, pulling the back of the skeleton's head as I walk to the side, blocking the skeleton archer's view with the skeleton swordsman.

Okay, Chatri… it's gonna shoot an arrow. Good luck buddy-

I then lower the skeleton's head as I fake my head peaking to the left- before bending my knees and moving my head to the right quickly. I hear something whistling through the air- it must be the arrow!

I then change the grip on the skeleton, reaching over with my right arm around its head so I can touch where its right ear should be and I unhook my left arm- gripping its right elbow with my left hand instead as I step to the right with my right foot beside its left knee. I then push up its elbow with my left hand as I push down on where its ear is supposed to be, causing it to trip on my right thigh and fall.

I see the archer skeleton about to reload with its hand on an arrow inside its quiver. Alright, Chatri- just one more! Superman Punch!

Before running, I pull a vial of holy water and kept it inside my left hand. I then ran up to the skeleton- mindful of my steps. Once I got the right range- and the right foot position with my right foot to the front and left foot to the back- I raise my left knee as I lean back slightly before whipping backward with my left leg while pushing off the right foot- driving my left fist to its skull as I land on my right foot. The skeleton didn't budge, however- so I place my left foot down and push off my right foot to maintain distance before getting back into my orthodox stance.

"Damn it!"

Why the fuck did I do that!? The vial shattered inside of my hand and I got tiny bits of glass inside- FUCK!

I look back at the skeleton archer and it started shaking- before light came from inside of its hollow eyes again. Once the light dissipated, the skeleton archer levitated as purple haze came out from its eyes. Once the purple haze came out, the skeleton archer fell, turning into a pile of bones.

"…"

I look at my left hand and it was bleeding. The Cestus only had two strips of leather inside. One for the middle of the hand and one for the fingers to curl onto in order to grip it. …But that shouldn't stop me now. I looked back at the swordsman skeleton- and it just laid there. I then look forward to see metal fences with graves inside it- I'm near the end. I checked my leather belt- and I have one vial of holy water and the vial of shiny glitter left.

Chatri Pricha had been fighting ever since he was young. He's left with no family, no food, no money, and he could only turn to Muay Thai. He fought for the Muay Thai temples, sometimes winning, sometimes losing. He eventually found himself in the "Boxer's Muay Thai Gym" where he finally found a place he could call home. Despite his hardworking attitude, his record is 7 wins and 10 losses- and he knew that he could never be big. After losing his job as a Nak Muay (Muay Thai Fighter), Chatri left his apartment in search of another job. A flying flyer hit his face though- and it said that an RPG is looking for beta testers. Chatri had always been true to himself- but can he keep that attitude when he is put in a Fully Immersive RPG? Can he survive without weapons- and be the weapon instead?

She was reading her book and underlined a few important  paragraphs with a yellow highlighter.

She could not notice a silhouette approaching her until her book was snatched .

She moved her head slightly to look at the shoes, noticed the fimiliar pattern and said nothing.

Silence fell in the room, she opened another book and flipped through it.

She could inhale the faint fragrance oozing from that person.

"You still work hard. How many time do I have to tell you not to waste your energy."
She pressed her(sili's) shoulder and moved in front of her. 

" I spend my time with books because you made people stay away from me. So, I must pay you back with my generosity."

 Said Sili. She didn't look at her nor took her book back. The little rival felt flustered.
"Let me do a favour. You come and join us and  play. Look at yourself you look like a withered patel. Just come and have fun with us." She pressed her shoulder again. 


"You shouldn't waste your time here. Go, have fun with your "gang" study hard  to top in the class. I won't let you down with my grades than yours. So, Just stay away from me." Said Sili.  She used her usual tone to shush her away. 


" How can I have fun when you are still here." She smiled smugly at Sili who was not looking at her little rival.

"I am not your competitor and we have no match." She finally looked at her face leaned to take her book back.

"You mean I am not a match to you and you're better than me, you will take first place again." Her words were simple unlike her tone.

.

"Your name is beautiful. Do you know the meaning??" Said Sili. 

"Yes. It means "to love❤", and see I am blessed. I always have people around me." She felt proud.

"to love is beautiful but what to love is more beautiful." Said Sili and stepped towards the door.

"You don't even have a name as beautiful as mine and yet you talk back." Phylos narrowed her eyes.

" If you are Phylos then I am Sophia." said sili with a smile and disappeared behind the door.
"What did she say? what did she mean?"
Phylos felt flustered over such riddled answer.

Before I went to the carriage that will take me back to my holdings, I decided on buying a book to record my family history and descendants that I can write whilst I journey towards my territory. (Will do a chapter with only the contents of the family book and do more chapters of it when it's updated)


With recent developments that occurred, it seems that Valdonia wants to invade Berum! And this means my holdings are first on the chopping block. There's so much to do when I return, many loyal subordinates have died in the recent battle and with the knowledge of my newly found management skills and my old memories, I can deduct that my current vassals are greedy and not to trust. I need to quickly retract their titles and give them to more loyal subjects.

My Territories exists of 2 counties and 2 outposts in them there are 4 castles, 2 outposts, 1 city, and 4 villages, all 4 villages are connected with the city and pay direct task to the governor/Baron of the city that they are connected too. The strongest county is the county of Meln and it's also the county where my personal castle is located, but there is also the only city in my territory, the 4 villages are also connected to it. There is also the county of Melm it has 3 castles then there is the 2 outpost they were meant to grow into cities or castles but with the blocked trade My grandpa Pendrick the founder of our House couldn't finish construction and ever since then they have only stayed as small outposts. 

The current holding that I directly control is the castle of Meln, the rest were given away to subordinates as rewards or because my grandfather couldn't manage them by himself. 

But with my new found management skills I can manage at least 1 castle and a city without the problem of being too busy to focus on something else.

The journey from the Capital to my territories took around 1 week before I reach my castle. 
When I finally reached my castle I was only greeted with the family butler and the 3 most loyal guards. They were all from my father's generation, all-around 35-45 in age.

All of the saluted except for the butler who bowed "Greetings Lord!" they all yelled. 
After the greetings, I looked at them and asked: "How many soldiers did we lose and how many do we have left?"  
The Soldiers and the butler all looked at their new lord with astounded faces, when they last met the then young lord 2 years ago he was an innocent and naive kid but now it seems he has changed!
The butler got his composure back fastest and answered 
"Lord we lost 1500 men 500 from our castle and the rest from the city of Meln, currently both the city and castle has around 400-500 men each" 

That's 800-1000 men I will have direct control over less than satisfactory but has to do for now. 
"call all my vassals for an emergency meeting and ready 200 soldiers In the main hall!" 
The butler and soldiers were looking confused at their new lord, they could understand the meeting but reading 200 soldiers in the main hall seemed weird? But they couldn't say no to an order 
"Yes, Lord!"  they quickly scattered to finish their tasks and while they did that I entered the castle and walked towards the main hall.



"Father, the Lord has called for a meeting with all his vassals!" A young man around the age of Arvid was yelling towards his father. 
"Calm down son! He probably only wants to show his authority and strengthen his new position as Lord, nothing to worry about, he is only a brat who thinks being Lord is a game, after the meeting, we can probably convince the other Barons to rebel and I can claim the title of Viscount.  Now ready the horses and 10 guards we are heading to The Meln castle!"  similar scenes were playing out in the territories of the new lord.



"Lord the Baron of the city of Meln has arrived!" accompanied by the shout an old-looking man enters the main hall "Vassal greets Lord!" The old man salute before sitting down. 

Before I could start a far middle-age man interrupted me "Little Arvid, why have you called us to this meeting I have important business to attend to!" The fat man looked with arrogance as he finished speaking. 
"Silence! I am your Lord and you will address me as such! also Is your business more important the order of your Lord!" The fat man shivered after hearing the angered yell of his new Lord.
"No Lord, Forgive this vassal's insolence!" The fat man said with fear and anger spewing out of his eyes. 

"Well, let this meeting start. I, The Viscount of Meln has decided to claim all your titles and land!" I yelled. Even before I finished my sentence I could see the hatred and discontent in their eyes.

"How presumptions of you Lord to believe we will hand back out titles and land without a fight!" 
But before anyone could do anything the 200 soldiers have surrounded the. 
"All of you were given titles by my grandfather and as he gave you these titles I can revoke them, and until all titles have returned to me all of you will be held as captives, Soldiers arrest these scum!" 

The Soldiers quickly dragged them to the dungeons. "Felix, Edwin, and Antoni you have been loyal Soldiers to my father and as such you all will be rewarded, but first I want you three to take command of Meln city soldiers and half my Castle soldiers to take back my titles and land if anyone objects they will be declared Rebels and They will be executed. Is that understood!"  
The Soldiers knew what this means if they do good now and show loyalty they might be rewarded land and titles. 
"Yes, Lord" All three gours quickly left and prepared for the upcoming journey. 

Now that's finished I just need to wait till they are done and I can start my plans.

That night Heidi went to bed later than usual as Lord Nicholas had introduced her to the library in the mansion which was usually locked. It was a narrow room where the three sides of the wall was covered in a rack of books. The library was dark like the passage they had used before getting in to the library. 

The candles that were on the chandelier and the ones near the walls had melted, drops like structure solidified. Stanley, had helped in lighting the candles up. All the books that was in and out looked old. Older than her. She had later thanked the Lord for bringing her here to which he had done nothing but smile. As she had taken her time to look at all the book titles, her eyes had caught sight of a section which was encased in a glass case. Even though they were older than the others and ragged in appearance, it seemed like they were being treasured. The book titles read Feudal of rivals, Origins, Tyrany of humans and vampires, gardening witch and there were few others which were unrelated to another.

Seeing the dark ink splattered on the book she asked, "You have strange collection of books, milord. There are few with ink spilt on them," she moved forward to look at the Lord.

"That isn't ink," murmured Nicholas.

"What?" Heidi asked, who hadn't caught what he said.

"I think its rather late. You can come by another time to the library. Stanley," he called the butler, "Why don't you see Ms. Curtis to her room."

"Yes, master. Ms. Curtis," the butler asked for her and she wished him a goodnight before she left the room with the butler.

Once the butler had seen the lady to her room, he had returned back to where his master was, who was still in the dark library. His Lord was holding a book and reading it whilst he stood in front of the unlocked glass case.

"Humans are strange, aren't they," his Lord spoke, eyes still stuck on the book he had picked to read.

"Yes, milord," the butler replied promptly.

"They have such strange books that hardly makes any sense. How do you think she would react if I told her the truth about this?" he ran his fingers over the uneven book cover and then handed it to the butler

"Ms. Curtis, is honest with her opinions," the butler added as he bent down a little, to push the book back to where it was kept previously.

"Indeed she is. Knowing her she would probably have something to say," he smiled and then continued, "If she plans to visit the library again, which she will undoubtedly, make sure it is in your presence and lock this up," he said looking at the glass case.

"It has been so long since I last brought a book back here. How long has it been?" Lord Nicholas asked thoughtfully.

"Must be four years, milord," and the Lord hummed in response, "If I may add, the black witch's book is one of a quality."

"That's right. Getting the witch's books are somewhat difficult as they aren't sold in every market," the butler smiled at his master's words. 

Black witches books could never be sold, be it in the human land or the vampire land, their very existence was frowned. Any one trying to sell it in an open market would meet the same end as the black witches. But that didn't mean they were never sold anywhere, the most illegal and unethical objects could be found in the black market. Though his master had strings in the black market, the one in the library wasn't obtained from there. Like many other books that were in the glass case, they were picked from the people's house his master had killed. Few years ago times weren't as peaceful as it was now. Bloodshed in public was common and with the witches causing massacre, his master was usually out on a lookout to find the culprits who were causing disruption. It wasn't ink but spots of blood that was etched on the cover of the books. As deranged it sounded, his master was one of a kind and he was proud to be serving him.

"Milord, is it alright for Mr. Lawson to leave Ms. Curtis here for such a long time? Forgive me, but I haven't seen them spend enough time together."

"That's alright. Warren is a little slow but," Lord Nicholas paused, "Have someone follow him. He has been visiting the council and up to the north very often. Cousin or not, I wouldn't want to take risk."

"Yes, milord. Consider it to be done," Stanley bowed his head, "By the way milord," he pulled out two envelopes from his pocket and handed it to his lord.

"Who is it from?" Nicholas asked while taking them and as he read  the name on one of the envelope a smile formed on his lips, "Is it already that time..."

"You have been invited to the celebration of Hallow which is going to take place in less than three weeks." 

"Hm?" Nicholas saw the next envelope was from his friend Rhys Meyers. After reading the contents inside, he handed back the envelope to the butler and left the dark library.

The next day, Heidi sat in the carriage on her way to the Meyers mansion. Mr. Meyers had requested for her attendance at the mansion to accompany his wife only if she would like to. Meeting Mrs. Meyers at the mansion, the lady looked the same as she had seen her before. 

Her black straight hair was tied in a white ribbon. Heidi and Lettice went out to town as the lady had wished to go out shopping.

"I am sorry for suddenly requesting you to come. I am sorry for the inconvenience," Lady Lettice apologized when they reached the town Heidi had previously visited with Lord Nicholas and Stanley.

"Please don't apologize. I am glad that you asked for my company and I wasn't doing anything except for studying with my educator," Heidi replied with a smile on her face.

"I see," she smiled back, her face relaxed than the time  she had seen during her birthday, "How has your stay been in the Rune mansion?" 

"It has been pleasant," Heidi replied as they walked on the sides of the road, "But sometimes it does get dull. Sitting in the mansion and doing nothing. How do you spend your time Lady Lettice?"

Lady Lettice laughed softly when saw Heidi's worried look, "I understand what you mean. In the beginning, I was finding it hard myself. To have nothing to do and spend time inside the mansion but you get used to it. Used to living the elite vampire life. You can call me Lettice. We are from the same background. I don't think we need to use titles."

"Then please call me Heidi," Heidi shared a friendly smile.

[Year 1847]

When the Lord took a step forward, she took a step back. Taking a gulp she said, "You know, what you're doing can be considered as terrorizing."

"Well, I call it persuading."

"I believe you aren't using the right wordbook, milord."

"You didn't answer my question," the Lord was too persistent, thought Heidi to herself. It didn't look like he would let it go.

The year 1847

Heidi was an adopted child, where one of the Duke had been generous enough to take her in.  A girl, who when grew up had no idea that she would be the political bridge between the two empires. A marriage with the East Lord's relative.

Lord Nicholas with his gentle appearance and behaviour made him the White King of the Empire. A man who was the kindest to the souls around him, with only a few who knew what laid beneath that beautiful mask. What happens when a girl is responsible for bringing out the worst and the best out of him? Especially when it's his cousin's fiancee.

Sen arrived at the middle of the jungle.

Looking around he notices trees, bushes, vines and the like.

He looks down and checks him self. He sees his clothes changed into a medieval clothes of commoners. You may ask how would he know it was something of a medieval era? Well the texture of the clothes was rough, it was made of cotton but even the clothes of a modern hobo was better, the dye used is brown with a hint of slight green ,and he was wearing a leather vest. Checking his shoes he was wearing a leather shoe, poorly crafted, in terms of modern standards it's like he wrapped leather around his feet. And the soles was wood. He noticed a pouch in his waist and a satchel on his back. Inside the pouch was a few pieces of coins in the descending order in the thoughts of a modern man. 5 pieces of platinum coins, 30 pieces of gold coins , 150 pieces of silver , 500 pieces of copper , and 1500 pieces of what looks like tin. From what he observes the purchasing power of money in this era is quite hi judging from the types of coin. he checked the satchel on his back and saw a book, pieces of jerky, a knife, and a leather pouch of water. You might ask to yourself dear reader how he counted the coins fast. But he has a menu that counts it, which also includes his bag inventory and spatial inventory. He then proceeds on reading the book. The book introduced him to the world.

"The book to basic"

"Hello dear traveller you are currently in the world of *****. Currently you have been placed in the country of ^^^^^ the nearest town is in the north. Just walk north and you will find a road."

"The next pages will introduce you to the norm of the world"

"In this world the currency used is the Koin , in ascending order the rank follows: Tin , Bronze , Silver , Gold , Platinum. You need 100 of the previous coins to obtain a Koin of a specific kind except tin."

"Language barriers are already taken care of naturally."

"With your infinite stat magic only needs imagination to invoke, you also may need a key word in the start to get comfortable but it is unnecessary."

The rest of the pages were just introducing different countries, noble ranks and adventurer ranks. 

"Nobles are the following: Emperor, King , Duke , Marquis , Earl , Viscount , Baron , Baronet , Knight"

"Adventurer ranks are the following : S+ , S , S- , A+ , A , A- , B+ , B , B- , C , D , E , F "

"To open your Status think of the word/s Status , Menu , Options "

As the book said he thought of one of the words and a window popped up 

============
Name: Sen
Race: Human(0.1%)
Job: Extra
Level: Null
Statistics:
Strength: Infinite
Vitality: Infinite
Speed: Infinite
Agility: Infinite
Intelligence: Infinite
Wisdom: Infinite 
Titles: 

Nobody; <nobody will ever remember you for who you are. > 
Effect : people will naturally mistake you for something or someone else.

Natural; <no one will ever notice you. > Effect: no matter where you are no one will think you are misplaced.

Too Powerful for you; <you are powerful. >
Effect: only the most powerful beings in the world would nullify most of the effects of your titles

Natural intimidation; <we are either friends or i intimidate. > 
Effect: to those that nullify the effect of |Nobody| and |Natural| they will feel the pressure that can suffocate them. Gives skill intimidation.

Skills:
Intimidation; <effectiveness is relative to the power of your level and status>

Language; <No language barriers on all language>

Perfect Mastery; <Because of the Infinite stats you destroyed skill barrier. You have perfect control of your power>

Appraisal; <You just think appraise, then you point>

Status: Healthy

* status may change randomly *

==========

Seeing the god really made his stats infinite he tried it out. He tried punching a nearby tree with the weight of 20 tonnes/tons with the speed of 1m/s. The tree split , and exploded from the force. He  noticed the sun was going down. He then went to town.

Sen an ordinary man was chosen as an extra in multiple worlds

Unable to resist the temptation of the powerful warship, I eventually agreed to the request of the pervert. Even so, I drew a fine line between us in our head.
"After I’m done using him, I will tie him to a boulder weighing a ton and toss him into the river. No, I’ll feed him to Beifeng. Wait, what if his tendencies spawn a new attribute in Beifeng. That would be really scary. It’ll be safer to just sink him in the river. Those Gentlemen are already a handful to deal with. I must make sure to prevent him from interacting with the rest!"
I am gravely disgusted. After all, I’m just an ordinary person. Yes, without a doubt, I’m an ordinary person. After all, it is impossible for me to be the King of Gentlemen.
"Darned Auland Empire! They should rename themselves into the Auland Gay Empire instead. Hmph, one of them fell in love with a man who looks like a woman while the other one feels that he should have been born a female. I think that pair of uncle and nephew complements each other well!"
However, with Carlohin’s full cooperation, we managed to attain our goal of taking full control over the secret base a lot more efficiently. Also, whenever I see the super warship docked in the underground space below the Mage Tower, I would pinch the tail of the darned cat and verify that I am not dreaming from her shrieks and flurry of claws.
The King Carlohin, originally named as the Warrior of Auland, is a prototype for the flagship Cassomes. In reality, however, the capabilities of the prototype exceed that of his brother ship. Just like how the Roland No.2 is much stronger than its other kin, prototypes are built without a cap on the budget to prove the feasibility of their theories. It is not surprising for King Carlohin’s capabilities to be above that of the Cassomes.
King Carlohin, super heavyweight battleship, length 243m and width 40m. It is armed with nine magic siege cannons, seven medium-sized Mage Tower, one Supreme Mage tower and 32 medium-light technical cannons. The main cannon of the ship has a range of 30km. Also, the ship has a hangar, allowing it to hold three Eagle Corvettes.
The ship can be used in both air and at sea. Upon descending onto the water surface, it would displace 65,000 tons of water. Floating on the surface of the water, it would take around 10 minutes for it to start soaring into the sky. When it is in the sky, it can travel at a maximum speed on 120km/h. As a flying unit, its speed isn’t very fast. However, when its big size is taken into consideration, I think that its speed can already be considered ridiculously fast.
It is originally designed as the flagship of the Auland Air Fleet. Due to a lack of upper limit on the budget, regardless of whether it is the size, speed or firepower, the numbers on this super warship exceeds that of Cassomes significantly. However, in the official record, it is stated that the ship’s aft suddenly exploded in the midst of a certain experiment and ‘sunk’ into the deep sea.
Although both the sinking and the explosion are real, none of the crewmates on the ship lost their life. Their families are also well-taken care of by Carlohin. A year and a half later after the incident, the King Carlohin activated once again and enters the underwater secret base, which was under Carlohin’s complete control. At this point, the ship has become his trump card in the vie for the throne, waiting patiently and silently for the day it would be renamed as Emperor Carlohin.
On top of that, in order to raise the success rate of an assault on the royal capital, when all eight Mage Towers are fully activated, the ship can form a formidable barrier as well as to go into stealth mode.
This ship is the ultimate crystallization of the Auland Empire’s centuries of effort, but yet, due to a certain person’s greed, it has become a tool for seizing the crown.
From the moment when Carlohin realized that the underwater base is isolated from the outside world, he acutely sensed that the next time the door opens, he would fall out completely with his nephew. To prepare for the day, he devoted 90% of the manpower and resources onto this massive ship right after tests on the Eagle’s engines were completed.
With indefatigable builders, coolies and engineers, the construction of the King Carlohin is already 95% completed. On the other hand, the Cassomes, which priority was given to, is only half-completed.
In "history", when the gates finally open ten years later, Darsos found himself facing the strength of a completed fleet... If it isn’t for the fact that their nation is in grave peril, forcing the uncle and nephew to come to a temporary ceasefire, as well as the fact that the noble title of the King of the Frost Wolves is already known throughout the continent, Darsos would probably found himself forced off the throne.
But now, this super battleship that did not appear in any official records came easily into my hands.
With Carlohin’s assistance, we weren’t impeded by the traps while heading to the bottom levels from a Mage Tower. Upon reaching the dock for King Carlohin, we found the ship surrounded by industrious Undead workers and top-notch Engineers.
The weaker a person is, the lower the probability they would able to retain their intelligence after converting into an Undead. In order to retain the knowledge and wisdom required for the construction of the ship, all of those top-notch engineers and scholars from various professions were still alive.
Despite having the remaining food supplies distributed to them, given the fact that they have been isolated from the outer world for a long period of time as well as the hard labor they underwent with minimal food, they became so thin that they looked like Skeleton Soldiers.
From another perspective, our assault on the base actually rescued the dying them. After being forcibly displaced into this location then witnessing their friends and loved ones being converted into undying beings, the engineers hold deep resentment against Auland Empire, Darsos and Carlohin. Upon hearing that I am from East Mist Communal Country, my recruitment of the personnel went unbelievably smooth.
Of course, being able to survive until now proves that they’re all smart people. They know what choices they have to make to continue living on.
"It’ll be completed by next month and that it would be able to forcibly set sail in two weeks?"
After obtaining this information from the jovial engineers and scholars who were enjoying the dried meat I distributed to them, I am astonished. If I were to come a month later, we would most probably have no chance of winning the battle.
"Prioritize the completion of the Mage Towers. If required, use the spare parts from the Mage Towers in this base. What we need the most now is the stealth ability of the ship to conduct assaults."
I gave out new orders on the construction of the ship delightfully. With this ship in my hands, I feel much more confident and hopeful about my future plans.
King Carlohin… The moment that I recall that this is the name of a certain gay and that I might need to live in a ship named after a gay, I did not hesitate to put renaming the ship as my utmost priority.
However, naming has never been my forte. Just as I was hesitating to shout out The Roland as a name for the ship, the words of the darned cat dispel my intention.
"Have you forgotten the Roland Titan robot? Do you intend to create a transformer set or a whole series of Roland products?"
Then, I thought of naming it over the concept of law and justice, so I recommended the name ‘Absolute Justice’. However, the darned cat retorts, "In short, cancer?", and I was defeated once again.
TL: Absolute Justice (Jue Dui Zheng Yi Hao) -> Cancer (Jue Zheng) which is a homophone for Cancer
"Love And Courage?"
"Little kid, how old are you this year? Are you trying to make people laugh their heads off?"
"Angry Birds?"
"The name makes it feel like the ship would crash into either a pig or a house. Think of something else."
"Angry Grape?"
TL: i.e. The Grapes of Wrath, written by John Steinbeck
"This name feels like it’ll bring us bad luck throughout the entire journey, as though we would meet with an economic crisis and go bankrupt!"
"Angry Banana?"
TL: An author from Qidian
"How about Angry Squirrel! Give the name some serious thought! Stop considering the names of animals and fruits. Go for something mighty and domineering."
TL: The author of this book
"Archangel!"
TL: Gundam Seed
"Although Archangel does sound impressive, it sounds like an extremely inauspicious name which would bring down its teammates."
"Snowy Wind!"
TL: Japanese Destroyer Yukikaze.
"No way, it sounds even more inauspicious. I can already feel a chill down my spine."
"Danyang!"
TL: It’s the exact same ship as Yukikaze, just a different name after it came into China’s possession
"Is there even a difference from the one you just proposed? Can you stop coming up with such inauspicious names?"
"Titanic."
"Will you only be content when the ship sinks? Do you hold some kind of deep-seated grudge against the ship? Can’t you come up with an auspicious name?"
"Gentlemen, Unite"
TL: Transformers
"Sure, I have nothing to say about that. However, do your parents know about your suicidal tendencies? Do you find the number of Gentlemen under your command lacking?"
"Soaring Dragon."
"I know at least 20 ships with this name. Are you sure you want to add a 3-digit number behind it?"
"Queen Elisa(beth)!" Alright, a certain Demon Marquess is crossing dimensions in a furious attempt to brush up her presence.
"Revoked. Why don’t we name it the Chaos Banshee Empress?" Alright, you darned cat. Your intentions are finally revealed. That name smells strongly of the name of an evil boss. Somehow, it feels like the ship would end up imploding if we were to use this name!
...The endless proposals and rejections feels more like a depressing exam.
I can confirm once again that naming is a task that saps one’s spirit and strength. Even though I came up a whole string of more than twenty names, they were all rejected. (Mysterious voice: Are you sure you weren’t looking for it?)
"Borealis."
TL: Aurora Borealis is the name of the Northern Lights. Borealis is a reference to a gigantic ship in Half-life 2. This.
"Although it feels like it’s secretly representing something, let’s use it since it has yet to sink."
Aurora Borealis is a natural phenomenon exclusive to the northern lands. From another perspective, it represents the desire of the Mist Country to rise up once more through all odds.
"Do we still require two more weeks? Can the progress be hastened?"
The answer that I received is quite depressing. The ship can be forcibly commissioned in two weeks, but it would only possess the ability to fly. Most of the cannons on the ship would be unusable. Furthermore, two weeks is an assumption of an idealistic situation. Looking at the current situation, there is a high probability that the work would be delayed.
The destruction of the power source in our attack as well as my intention for the survivors who barely survived the crisis to take a break and eat some good food to recover makes a delay in the completion of the ship even more probable.
However, what is great is that as long as we are able to fly it out of the base, we could complete the remaining construction in the midst of the journey.
Without a doubt, with the standoff between the Seafolk and the Auland Empire, a complete outbreak of war between the two factions can erupt at any moment. On the contrary, this underwater base is the safest location at present time and very quickly, I made my decision.
"Since the Auland Empire has approved of departure within the contract, it’s about time for the envoys of the East Mist Communal Country to return back to the North."
Once I return to the surface, I will arrange for a convoy back to the North. At the very least, on the surface, I cannot allow the envoy team to remain in this dangerous city.
"Reyne, find those people whose name are on this list. If their names are underlined in red, it means that the person must be acquired at all cost, even if it means the use of force or outright abduction. If their names are underlined in blue, it means that while it would be for the best if we could recruit them, but do not force them if they are unwilling to. The ones underlined in purple are the ones not to use force against no matter what happens, otherwise they will become a source of trouble."
We are already bound to offend the Auland Empire, it doesn’t really matter for us to go a little further. Since we have already begun poaching their talents, we might as well claim more of them while we’re at it. With these ‘historical figures’ under our command, regardless of whether it is us, the East Mist Communal Country or the Auland Empire, the future would probably change significantly.
"After locating them, get their family to move in here. Remember to inform them that the city is in danger and that we are rescuing them. This is the truth, so go ahead and do what you must."
Without doubt, the underwater base and the Borealis in my possession is the ray of hope in this chaotic situation. It gives us a foothold with the option to advance and to retreat, guaranteeing our safety.
However, my good mood immediately sours the moment I arrive back at the Church of Law.
"Inviting me to the enthronement ceremony which would be held in advance? Am I crazy or has Darsos gone mad?"
----------------
Following the invasion of the Seafolk and the annihilation of their three main fleets, the Auland Empire is gradually losing their control over their coastal areas.
All the towns along the coast has come under attack by the Seafolk and in response, the Empire has mobilized all of their garrison troops. The cities which had been purged by the carnivorous Fishmen Tribes has already hit the 3-digit mark. Despite the uneasy balance that is being maintained in the capital, the surrounding areas have already descended into complete chaos.
Facing endless hordes of Seafolk, the Auland Empire’s navy, which wasn’t really strong in the first place, began to be pushed back. On the great river leading to Kagersi City, the garrison fleet of the human forces are either annihilated or has docked on the pier of the towns, seeking the assistance from the local troops.
Hundreds of tribes are gathering and advancing forward. Under the leadership of the Storm Priests who possess the Crest of the Storm, the tribes are gradually transitioning from mere mercenaries into a true organized army.
Among their ranks are the short and ugly Fishmen, the gorgeous and pure Mermaids, the gigantic and burly Sea Giants and the ones who number the most, the half-human half-fish Nagas and the many different types of Water Elementals.
After their marshalling and a simple training is completed, the Seafolk are prepared for battle with the Storm Priests standing in the core of the army. Under the guidance of the true Goddess, the Queen of Storm, after a long march, their destination comes into view.
"Capital, a new capital, a new capital that belongs to us."
This is what the Seafolk are chanting.
Snowy Wind/ Yukikaze
TL: Although she was known for being a lucky ship, various crews aboard other ships throughout the war viewed her as a bad omen, due to the fact that she escorted Shinano (when said ship was torpedoed and sunk by USS Archerfish), and Yamato (during Operation Ten-Go, where said ship and five others were sunk)
Source: KanColle Wikia
I have no idea when did I transit from Northern Lands to Southern Lands but just clarifying, Mist Country is in the North (lol only realized it after noticing the mention on Northern Lights)
I have reflected the other chapters to show so as well
Just a question, do you all prefer double spacing or single spacing between paragraphs. My chapters alternate between the two but I tend to prefer double (though it takes more effort) because it makes it look neater and the words seems less cramped.


This is the story of a crazy lich who possesses an internal game system and brings catastrophe to the entire world.
“Let’s look at the daily quests today… it’s the damned choose one-of-two-options-type again. Destroy a town with a population of 30,000 people or above; reward: 10,000 evil points. Steal lollipops from 3 children; reward: 1 evil point. If neither of the quests is completed, then 2 points will be deducted.”
“Tsk! You think I’m stupid? If I really destroyed a town, a crusade of Myth-ranked Holy Knights would definitely come hunting me down. Even if I earned the points, there wouldn’t be any life left in me to spend them. I better just go be a kindly lollipop bandit.”
I’ve already had enough of being a notorious lich. Who says a lich can’t be a good person? I’m definitely going to beat this damned system and be an upright and dignified good man.

After finishes  their short discussion Reima turns his gaze to the piles of books stacked high on one side of the room, he approaches and almost falls over into the shallow water as he picks up whatever he'd just kicked... It's a mask, the one Pinwheel was wearing that depicted the father, in the game it raises the amount of weight you can carry when worn but... Reima is hesitant to touch something that was in-contact with Pinwheels deformed body, instead he stores it away, maybe he can melt it down and make a lamp or something?

He walks over to the table Pinwheel was working on and finds a skeleton that has an ominous black glow around it, looking around for a clue as to what this actually is he sees an open book next to the skeleton depicting a ritual that'll give a semblance of life to an inanimate object, or most commonly used, a corpse. He looks at the books title and sees that it's called "Necromancy, not just for perverts."... Either this is a joke or Necromancers have a serious PR problem. He stores the book away after jabbing the skeleton with his divinely enchanted sword and starts looking through the rest of the books. Most seem to relate to reviving a deceased person and theories on how to permanently bring them back, he skims through some of the book titles, "Soul storage", "The Dark Sign, is it worth it?", "Moddling your homunculus how YOU want."... Reima looks at another book titled "Is it immoral to make love to the dead?" before he finally loses his patience, he stores them all into his Folded Space before angrily kicking the table over, "What is wrong with these people!".
Solaire had stopped helping him look through them the moment Necromancy was mentioned, he had however heard Reima muttering the titles of the books as he skimmed past them. He didn't know whether to be horrified or amused at the casual titles of books teaching dark magic.

Reima "I'll look through them later, when I can stomach looking through the more... Egregious ones." Solaire just nods as he walks around the room trying to find an exit, he starts getting frustrated but he eventually finds a ladder that seems to be hidden in the wall. They climb up it and are immediately engulfed in darkness, Solaire tries to light a torch but the dark seems to form hands before enveloping the flame and snuffing it out.
Solaire "I hope you've got something for this... Fighting unknown enemies in the dark is not my preferred method."
Reima nods and casts an overpowered light spell that illuminates the surroundings, the darkness tries to snuff it out but as soon as it comes close it's burned away. This isn't all good news however as while they can see their enemies now, they can also be seen in return. They look around the huge underground cavern and spot Giant skeletons wielding large weapons, some upright while others on all fours, acting like animals despite their humanoid appearance. The duo is wary of fighting these Giant skeletons due to the paths being very narrow and being the only thing stopping them from falling into the bottomless abyss below. 
Reima "Take this for now, hopefully we aren't flung off of these platforms." he says as he hands Solaire Havel's shield, the Silver SunBro takes it and immediately feels the weight of it. Despite being quite strong himself he has to sheath his sword and hold the shield up with both hands.
Solaire "Are you sure this is necessary?" he asks hoping to be given the Crystal shield back.
Reima "It's this or hoping these giant skeletons aren't strong enough to just pick us up and throw us." he says blankly. Solaire sighs and reluctantly nods before starting to walk forwards towards the first Giant skeleton that's wielding a huge scimitar, no doubt courtesy of Vamos. It sprints it them disregarding its own safety on the narrow naturally forming stone bridge and tries to crush Solaire with it's weapon. The man in question gives a small shout and hefts the "Dragon Scale" shield up to block the strike, Solaire expects to be knocked away by the powerful looking swing but is confused when he feels something akin to a light punch instead... He peeks over the large shield and sees that the Giant skeleton's strike seems to have been deflected, so well in-fact that's on the verge of losing it's balance and flying off into the abyss below. He doesn't wait for Reima to do anything and slams Havel's shield into the Giant hip, causing it to finally fall off, Solaire nods in satisfaction. "It seems you were right my friend, although this shield reminds me of someone..."
Reima just pats him on the shoulder, "No time to dally, we've still got... 76 more Giants to kill." he says after doing a quick head-count on the visible enemies. Hearing the number Solaire almost loses his own balance, "Seventy six! Are you sure?" he says trying to concentrate his vision at the dimly lit targets.
Reima shrugs, "At minimum" this short statement causes Solaire's shoulders to slump, while he does love combat this is more akin to a weighted exercise routine, less a rush of adrenaline and more anxiety about plummeting to his death.

Most people who die and are confronted with a godlike being like to take the easy route... Not this guy.

I have been sitting on this concept for a while and want to see if I can write it, starting with the Witcher then the game Absolver and then onto Darksouls 1. 

Don't rely on there being consistent updates because its unlikely... 

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I don't own the cover art and have no idea who does, so don't sue me I guess? I also don't own, the Witcher, Absolver, DarkSouls or any other games, anime, books or movies written about.

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I was chosen as an extra in multiple worlds

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