(LGBTQ)
An anthology of five short stories each based on the different lives of homosexuals.

Will cannot take any much longer. He's had enough. He'll confess his feelings to Troy; his best friend though knowing how much of a jock he is and knowing the expected outcome to be.

Jessica just found that Erica, her best friend has come out of the closet to her parents and apparently to them. Now she is worried some old, weird and unknown feelings which was buried way back ago may rise again while managing the situation of her own house.

Brad is tired to be the meaningless fucker of his teacher Mr. Johnson and tired of making him understand about his real feelings to him. But he is soon to go college and this just cannot continue any further. Or he would be shattered.

Travis is very happy as his longtime crush Brody; a rumoured-to-be pansexual jock has kissed him in a party. While walking to home, his happiness might be flushed down when he is getting bumped into with Brody's ex-girlfriends again and again.

John, a great father of two daughters and loving husband to Katherine might've never thought drooling over some guy.

'Uh...uh......'
Nicole heard someone moaning. It took her a while to realize that it was her own voice.
She was lying on a big bed, clutching the soft silk sheets with her hands. Her waist collapsed into a sexy damp, and her round hips were tilting up high. Meanwhile, she was being vigorously inserted by a man's scorching penis!
Wait a minute--
Wasn't she in the bathroom of the cocktail party...just now?

Miranda was someone who lived and breathed for business. She was so practical that even her relationship was chosen with business in mind. However, on the day when her boyfriend broke up with her, she unknowingly got drunk from a cocktail because of her love for coffee. One drunken night that she couldn't even remember brought Ethan into her life. The man whose goal seemed to shake up her carefully constructed world and awaken unknown emotions inside her that she didn't even know existed.

A wealthy step son in a politically charged environment, a spirited young Vet who loves to live her life to the fullest, a diabolical Godman, hell bent on changing the course of human race and two obsessive lovers, who refuse to take a no for an answer. Combine all this and what you end up with, is a heady cocktail of passion, deceit, cut throat politics and above all, a one of a kind "Love", that will transcend all barriers . An Ounce Of Love... for that is all we need.

Our world is in danger. But hey, no biggie. Just leave it to The Blades, a dysfunctional team of handsome warriors with extraordinary abilities.

There’s Eoin, a demon hunter from a medieval fantasy world; Silas, a gunslinging cowboy who literally moonlights as a werewolf; and Captain Alpha, a superhero, a cocktail lover, and a bit of a bastard. Then there’s the newest member, Grey, your typical aimless young millennial who happens to be a deadly covert spy. It’s just a coincidence that they all happen to be gorgeous and into guys.

As a rising tide of supernatural enemies threaten the world, it’s up to The Blades to put a stop to them. An urban fantasy adventure with a cast of hot queer men, if you’re into that kind of thing.

Qingfeng naturally did not know Jiaojiao Liu wanted to sleep with him. After all, he was her brother-in-law. How could her thoughts be so filthy?
The bar table was ten meters long. It was a transparent silvery white and there were many types of alcohol placed on the table. There was brandy, whisky, vodka and rum.
There was a beauty sitting at the bar who was in her twenties or thirties. She was gorgeous with snow-white skin, a pointed nose and she wore a white uniform which hugged her curves.
Her name was Meng Ling and she was a bartender at the Dream Bar. Even though she was young, the drinks she made were very good.
Meng Ling broke into a smile when she saw Jiaojiao Liu. She said,
"Jiao Jiao, it has been a while. Did you miss me?"
Meng Ling and Jiaojiao Liu knew each other and were good friends so they spoke casually.
"Sister Meng Ling, you made me a drink just two days ago. It hasn’t been that long,"Jiaojiao Liu replied with a playful glare.
Meng Ling’s eyes lit up when she saw Qingfeng who was next to Jiaojiao Liu. What a handsome man! He was the most handsome man she had ever seen.
There were stars in her eyes as she swooned and said, "Jiaojiao, who is this handsome man. Introduce us."
"Sister Meng Ling, you are swooning again. Don’t get any ideas. He is my brother-in-law, Qingfeng Li." Jiaojiao Liu said cautiously like a mother hen watching her baby chicks.
She knew that Meng Ling loved handsome men. Her brother-in-law was her target and a man she wanted to sleep with. How could she let anyone else get to him? It did not matter if Meng Ling was her best friend.
Meng Ling smiled when she saw the caution in Jiaojiao Liu’s eyes. She said, "Jiaojiao, you are so worried. Don’t worry, since he is your brother-in-law, I won’t do anything."
Even though Meng Ling words were carefree, her eyes secretly darted towards Qingfeng. Clearly, she still had some intentions in her heart.
Jiaojiao Liu knew that her friend had not given up when she saw Meng Ling looking at Qingfeng. Meng Ling was not one to give up easily. She suddenly regretted her decision to come to this bar. She should not have come to this bar.
But since she was already here, she could only drink here. If she left now, it would upset Meng-Ling.
 "Jiaojiao, Qingfeng. What would you guys like to drink?" Meng-Ling asked with a smile.
"Could you make two cocktails?" Jiaojiao Liu replied with a smile.
Meng Ling had worked at Dream Bar for three years. She was the best bartender at the bar. Jiaojiao Liu came to the bar frequently for a drink. Thus, the two became best friends.
"Okay, please wait for a moment." Meng Ling smiled slightly and took out two wine glasses. She then poured in 30ml of vodka, 30ml of peach mignon, 60 ml of pineapple juice and 60ml of cranberry juice. She added ice and all the ingredients into the wine glass. Then, she shook the mixer.
Her actions were highly skilled. Clearly, she was experienced. Her movements when shaking the wine was very elegant. Five minutes later, two cocktails were made.
"Try my cocktail," Meng Ling said as she proudly placed the two glasses of cocktail in front of them.
"Its taste is a little off," Qingfeng casually said after taking a sip.
Even though Meng Ling followed the recipe correctly, she did not shake the cocktail long enough or hard enough. Thus, the cocktail she made was slightly too pungent instead of sweet.
Qingfeng used to be known as a master of bartending. Everybody fought to have a taste of his cocktails. Even the Princess Consort of Denmark praised the cocktail he made.
A flicker of displeasure appeared on Meng Ling’s face. She said unhappily, "What do you mean that it doesn’t taste that good. I make the best cocktail at this bar."
She loved to bartend. She was proud of the cocktails she made. It was her greatest happiness to make cocktails for the customers to sample.
Qingfeng was only handsome, and she thought he didn’t know how to bartend. Who was he to criticize her?
Meng Ling had a favorable impression of Qingfeng just now. She even wanted to date him. But her favorable impression of him was gone and had turned to anger.
"Okay, I’m wrong. The cocktail you made is delicious."
Qingfeng apologized to Meng Ling with a smile. Qingfeng knew that even though he was a master of bartending, he could not ask for everyone to be as skilled as he was.
Furthermore, it was already an accomplishment that Meng Ling could make the cocktail that was ranked #8 in the world. Qingfeng did not need to start a fight with her.
After all, Meng Ling was Jiaojiao Liu’s good friend. He should consider his sister-in-law’s feelings as well.
"Sister Meng Ling, my brother-in-law does not know how to bartend. Please don’t take his words to heart. Please accept his apology," Jiaojiao Liu encouraged when she saw that Meng Ling was still angry.
Meng Ling was Jiaojiao Liu’s best friend. She did not want to see her friend angry over her brother-in-law.
"Alright, Jiaojiao. I will forgive him because of you." Meng Ling said as she lifted her chin slightly and glanced at Qingfeng.
Qingfeng touched his nose speechlessly. I was trying to be a gentleman to not argue but you are quite arrogant eh.
Bang!
Suddenly, a couple placed the cocktail on the table and shouted at Meng Ling, "What kind of cocktail is this? I ordered a Cupid’s arrow."
"Isn’t this The Cupid’s Arrow?" Meng Ling said to the couple as she pointed to the cocktail.
"Where is the cupid’s arrow? Look at it," The red-haired young man replied angrily while pointing at the cocktail.
The couple was very loud and attracted the attention of the surrounding people. Meng Ling’s blushed heavily. It was very embarrassing to be criticized in public.
"I’m sorry. I will make you another Cupid’s arrow."
Meng Ling’s small face was red. She took out a wine glass and made another Cupid’s arrow for the couple.
A gorgeous red Cupid’s arrow floated in the middle of the cocktail.
"This is the Cupid’s arrow that you ordered," Meng Ling said as she placed the cocktail in front of the couple.
However, the red-haired young man started to cause trouble again after 30 seconds.
"Look at the cocktail you made. The Cupid’s arrow is gone. What are you doing?"
The red-haired young man furrowed his brows and looked at Meng Ling angrily. He wanted to gift his girlfriend a Cupid’s Arrow cocktail. But the Cupid’s Arrow disappeared very quickly.
"Sir, the Cupid’s Arrow on the cocktail can only be sustained for 30 seconds. It is not permanent," Meng Ling explained with a smile.
Meng Ling finally understood why the red-haired young man was angry. They were unhappy that the Cupid’s Arrow only lasted for 30 seconds.


Qingfeng was known as the Wolf King, a legendary mercenary that had mastered peerless martial arts and the sophisticated art of medicine. He originally wanted to just live a peaceful life, but his arranged wife, who is a CEO, thinks he is a loser and wants a divorce. The cold war between husband and wife began.
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''Bartender, I didn't call you here to chat with my friend. You do realise he is not in your food chain, right?''
''My food chain has only three people and that makes it full enough, it can't even take another food item'' Willow said and bit her lips remembering her dilemma. She cussed internally. she really wanted to remain silent in front of this man but she just didn't know why she couldn't suppress her anger around him.
''Right, unleash your true character' Matthew said internally as he looked at Willow. He felt that she was pretending earlier on to be polite. He leaned back against the couch and asked her with cocked brows, ''you do realise you are talking back at a customer, right? By the way, where is my watch?''
'There goes my luck' Willow said to herself before she revealed a smiled saying, 'it is at the repairer. I will pick it up tomorrow'' [Why did you have to lie, Willow? You could have just knelt down and begged him to spare your life]
''At the repairer?'' Matthew Hayez asked once again and Jonathan chuckled as he looked at Willow. It was obvious she was lying but her face still looked calm for someone who was lying.
''Yes, at the repairer. I will pick it up tomorrow. You will be here tomorrow, right?'' Willow asked nervously.
''Why are you speaking so formally to me? Are we friends?''
''Yes, yes, says the man who speaks formally to everyone else. Who wants to be friends with a rude jerk like you?' Willow shook her head saying, ''no, sir. We are not friends and I don't intend to make friends with you''
''Forget of it. You… if you don't bring my watch by tomorrow, consider yourself dead'' Matthew Hayez said and Willow looked at him.
''Am I not already dead?' her facial expression remained calm as she looked at him. He could never have guessed the number of times she had killed him in her head. ''Please, may I take your order now?'' Willow asked.
''Make your order first, Nathan. I am still waiting for my fiancée to get here''
''He really does have a fiancée, I can't wait to see the unlucky woman' Willow smiled subtly and Matthew noticed it and frowned.
He looked at her curiously. He didn't know what to make of her attitude. Earlier on, she was clearly afraid yet she spoke so confidently in front of him without fear. It has been a while since he found someone who wasn't afraid of him.
''Willow dear, what kind of drinks are you good at making?'' Jonathan asked and winked at her and she blushed.
''I am good at making cocktails''
Matthew chuckled when he heard her. he looked at her and said sarcastically, ''everyone now makes cocktails. What kind of world are we in?''
''You are going to take back your words once you taste my cocktail'' Willow said confidently.
''Wow, our Willow seems confident in her cocktails'' Jonathan said with a smirk as he turned to face Matthew.
''Are you confident? If you are able to make me like your cocktail, I will let you off with the shirt''
''Why not let off the watch instead?'' Willow asked back quickly.
''The watch is precious to me and its amount can take care of you for a long time. I can't let you off that easily''
''Yeah, yeah, what a petty man'' Willow murmured.
''What did you say?'' Matthew asked her.
''I said you are already generous enough to let me off with the shirt. Asking for more will make me an ungrateful person''
''At least you do know that'' he replied.
''So, Willow, what cocktail do you recommend?'' Jonathan asked.
''Purple demon'' Willow answered and Matthew chuckled.
''It's that your best?'' he asked.
''No. my best cocktail is called 'SCREW. YOU!!'' Willow said and Jonathan burst into a fit of laughter. Matthew looked at Willow coldly and she gulped down and rubbed her shoulders as she said to him, ''it is just the name of a cocktail. It has no other meaning to it. it basically screws you over'' she added and smirked.
''Willow, you are so funny. I love you already'' Jonathan said.
''What about the 'Black Cinderella?'' Matthew said and noticed the frown on her face, ''I heard there is some kind of history behind it. Right, you were the one who made it?'' he asked and Willow clenched her fists tightly.
Everyone probably knew that 'Black Cinderella' was the signature cocktail of their club but only a few knew the history behind it. she had made that cocktail on a whip on the day she was sad and conflicted but it turned out to be good and people loved it. that was the most important reason why she got the job at the club even though there were many people who applied with her at that time. She had been making that cocktail for people for a long time but now that someone had actually brought back the memory behind it, it hurt her.
Willow turned to look at Matthew Hayez. Her gaze was cold but it didn't deter the man who had said that to her. He met her gaze, not taking his eyes off. He smirked. He knew there was more to this woman than meets the eye. Her eyes held malice inside them. Her true colours were now out for him to see.
Willow lowered her gaze and collected herself before she smiled. The dark aura she omitted few seconds ago had disappeared and was replaced by her signature smile.
Jonathan looked at both of them and shook his head before saying to Willow, ''Willow dear. He is waiting for his fiancée before he makes his order. Don't mind him and give me that cocktail you mentioned earlier''
''Actually, tonight I am making only two types of cocktails. They are all nice drinks and you would love either of them'' Willow said.
''Really? What are those?''
''Mad dogs in the vicinity' and 'Look what you made me do', those are the special for tonight'''
''Give me the second one''
''Alright, I will be back soon'' Willow said and left the booth. 
''Matt, what was that about?'' Jonathan asked Matthew.
''What you saw a few minutes ago is her true nature. That woman isn't all that she portrays to be'' Matthew said.
''What do you mean?''
''You won't understand anyway''
''Whatever''
At the counter, Willow held the counter barrier and sighed. She only spent a few minutes in there but it felt like forever. 
Willow went to her side of the counter and started mixing the drinks for the cocktail, she was almost done when Erika entered into the club and walked over to the counter.
''There you are, Sunshine'' she said to Willow.
''Erika, what are you doing here?'' Willow poured a little sweet wine into the mixture and Erika snatched the glass and sipped from it. ''Hey, that's for a customer''
''Just make another one'' Erika said and removed money from her wallet to pay for the drink.
Willow shook her head and picked another glass to make the cocktail again, ''what are you doing here? You didn't even tell me you were coming over''
''You wished. I am meeting my fiancé here. he came with a friend. It's good that you are also here. I can just introduce you to him. Let me tell you, he is really handsome''
''Really? Good for you''
''He has a friend that is single. He is also a medical doctor. A good catch, right?'' Erika asked and Willow nodded her head.
''Right, doctors are quite the catch but they are not for me. I don't have the luxury to be in a relationship right now'' Willow said to her and Erika nodded her head. She was right after all. She had Edna to take care of, debts to pay. The list went long as she recalled them.
''I will call him and find out which booth he is first'' Erika took out her phone and messaged Matthew. She smiled as she read their messages.
''You really seem to like this man? I am happy for you Rika'' Willow said after making the cocktail.
''Yes, I really do. He is just… how do I describe it? He is perfect, Willow''
''Well, I should get this to my customer before I go with you to meet this especially perfect man that you hail so high''
''Let's go together. He just told me the booth he is'' Erika finished her cocktail and gave Willow a thumbs up, 'Willow, your cocktail is always the best''
''Which booth is he in, I will show you'' Willow took the glass into a tray and walked out of the counter and Erika joined her. They walked away as they chatted.
''Let me see, he said he is in booth 3. Yes, booth 3'' Erika said and Willow stopped in front of booth 3.
''Booth 3?'' Willow asked her and furrowed her brows.
''Yes, were you bringing this drink to booth 3?'' Erika asked surprised.
''Yes''
''Matthew said he was going to wait for me before ordering. Who is the cocktail for?'' Erika asked and pushed aside the curtains. Willow stood at the door and looked inside. Her hands around the tray tightened as her gaze fell upon Matthew.
''Were there such coincidences in the world?' she asked herself.


Volume I

‘‘Do you want to bet on something?’’ he asked standing up to face her for the first time. He had a smile on his face but somewhat, Rosa felt that his aura had changed. He looked familiarly different and she couldn’t point out a particular thing that was different. ‘‘Your eyes are giving you away, Prosecutor Ann. I can tell you have a lot of questions to ask me’’

‘'What exactly are you?’’ she mustered the courage to finally ask.

‘‘Prosecutor Ann, how have you been?’’ he flashed a smile before pulling her into a tight hug, '‘I missed you’’

In Blue Town, there is an underlining rule, you kill or either get killed. The smartest won’t necessary be the last to get kicked out but one thing is certain, you have to watch your own back. 
That is why, on what seemed to be another ordinary day in the lives of two people from different walks of life, changed the moment they met in the courtroom as a Prosecutor and a suspect. 

Defying all evidence and setting free a suspect who was supposed to be jailed for life, Rosa Dee Ann’s life turned for the worst the day she met best Actor Carlos Ryan through the ‘singlet’ case but were things really that easy?

Five years later, Carlos Ryan is back to Blue Town with another identity and it’s determined to protect the woman who saved his life from the pit. 

Will they be able to fight the ever increasing crimes in Blue Town?
Will love brew from their constant bickering? 

Volume II
After a betrayal from her best friend, Willow Woods who was supposed to be the bridesmaid became the bride.

Getting into a contract marriage with a powerful man just to keep her sister alive.

What will happen to this unusual union between her and Matthew Hayez who thinks she is a lesbian as a result of a misunderstanding purposefully created by her so called best friend to escape her own narriage

"I know your type, Willow Woods" Matthew said to Willow who was drenched with water.

"What?"

"You and I will both never find happiness in this life" he swore in his heart to make her pay for what she did to him.

But, after a month, he held her hand and pulled her to his side and sneered before those who wanted to bully her.

"She is my wife!!!"

Willow Woods stared at him with a puzzled expression.

"Didn't you hate me for my uncultured behaviour?"

"That is your charm" he smirked.

PS: Book cover does not belong to me. All credits goes to the owner. if you're the owner of this cover and wants me to not use it, kindly leave a message in the comment section.

Veon suddenly received a call from Kreiss and he answered it on the spot. "Kreiss," he greeted him and he set the phone on loud speaker. 

"We're almost done," Kreiss said and hearing that was good news for the two. 

Veon and Kreiss continued running but they were suddenly surprised when they saw other zombies running with the big one. The tank's shout might've caused other zombies to come over. 

"How long are you guys gonna come? We have a bit of a problem here," Veon said, trying his best to calm down. 

"Come back at the house's entrance. I have Sheloah's katana here with me. We will kill the zombie after we throw the cocktail. Shannara will explain the other plans to you," Kreiss said and Veon dropped the call as he kept his phone in his pocket. 

Veon did his best to kill the normal zombies as they ran. They were both tired as of the moment but they knew that this was a matter of life and death. 

They saw Shannara and Kreiss and they quickly ran over to their side. Kreiss gave Sheloah's katana then he quickly explained what they were going to do. Shannara also explained the plan to Veon and they stayed in place, waiting for their part to take place. 

Veon and Shannara climbed up a tree and saw that the tank was targeting Sheloah and Kreiss. Shannara shot the zombie many times on its feet to slow down its speed. 

"Here's the plan." Kreiss' voice was loud and clear. "Once the zombie is in position, we throw the molotov cocktail. I'm not sure if this is effective but we have to place our bet on it," he added and Sheloah nodded. "Shannara and Veon will be aiming for the head, specifically the zombie's face, hitting the eyes to blind it. Once they blind the zombie, it's our cue," Kreiss said finally then she looked at him. 

"Then what should we do," she asked and Kreiss looked at the zombie carefully. 

"Once the fire of the molotov cocktail stops, we impale the zombie together. We aim for the head," he answered and Sheloah nodded, fully understanding what the plan is. 

Kreiss and Sheloah looked at Veon and Shannara who're now on top of the tree. They gave the two a thumbs up, indicating that they are ready to do the plan. The zombie was now in position and Kreiss gave the signal, making it the start of their main plan. 

"Now!"

Veon and Shannara shot the zombie's face, making it stop. The moment the zombie was distracted, Kreiss threw the molotov cocktail and they were surprised because the bomb was actually powerful than they expected it to be.

It was an unexpected situation. They were just quiet, listening in class, then suddenly, the world changed.

Zombie Apocalypse.

Are you ready to survive, fight for your life, and strive in order for you not to die?

Are you willing to carry a knife, hold a gun, and kill zombies even though they may be your family, friends, or someone you know?

It's your choice.

You may choose to survive or if you are too scared, you may choose to die and become a zombie.

But if you have chosen to survive...

You are already part of the "Army of True Salvation."

~

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Stroph was a little surprised by such an ordinary request, he thought Violet would ask for something else like clothes or weapons or some kind of equipment, but it turned out to be much easier than he had thought.
He easily agreed and they headed to the biggest bar in the town, but on the way Stroph started to doubt about the girl's request, "Violet, haven't you ever tried alcohol?" At his words, Violet flinched and said uncertainly: "Yes...this will be the first time ever."
Stroph only smiled in response and said loudly: "Well, then rest assured that I'll make sure you get a taste of the best there is at the bar!"  In addition, he wanted to drink himself too, to relax and try some good quality alcohol.
Upon hearing Stroph's words, Violet blushed slightly and said nothing more.
About ten minutes later, they reached a large building with a huge signboard that showed a yellow toy duck with a long hunting rifle. Under the duck, in big letters, it said "Jolly Duck".
"AHAHA, I already love this place!" Stroph liked the funny and unusual signboard so much.
They walked leisurely inside and went straight to the bar, Stroph didn't really know what to try for someone who had never had a drink before, so he decided to start with a mild and delicious creamy liqueur.
He ordered some very expensive whiskey for himself. The barman quickly served Violet's liquor, and then poured whiskey for Stroph.
The barman did not react in any way to Stroph ordering the most expensive whiskey in their bar, which surprised Stroph a little.
"Well, are you ready? If you want more, you can choose whatever you want." After these words, he immediately drank his whiskey before ordering a double.
Although Violet wanted to taste the alcohol, she was a little nervous the first time, but when she saw Stroph calmly draining his glass, she worked up the courage and drank her liquor with a volley.
Stroph was watching at Violet carefully, he wondered how she would react and whether she would like the alcohol at all.
Violet calmly drank it all, then she said: "It feels weird, like I drank a tasty cocktail, but at the same time it doesn't taste good."
Stroph thought her reaction was too ordinary, so he decided to mock her a little.
He ordered a double whiskey after which he said: "Try it, it's what I just drank, maybe you'll like it and you`ll discover a whole new world." With these words, he ordered another double whiskey for himself and prepared to drink with Violet.
The girl did not refuse the offer and decided to try it, moreover, to Stroph`s surprise, she drank all the whiskey at once.
He looked at her reaction and drained his glass without saying anything.
<Yeah, it's like she's been drinking for a hundred years, not the first time in her life, such a strong drink and no reaction>. Stroph was both surprised and frustrated that Violet could tolerate alcohol so calmly, but the girl's next words stunned him even more.
"Master, I want more." Hearing her words, Stroph did not know what to say, but at that moment he noticed a very interesting cocktail on the table of one of the visitors and he decided right away to order both for himself and Violet.
But, for some reason, he didn't find anything on the menu that resembled this cocktail. He asked the barman, "Do you have any cocktails that aren't on the menu? I'd like to order one." Stroph was actually interested in the purple cocktail with the strange floating eye inside.
The barman looked at him and with a slight smile on his face, replied, "There are, they are just too expensive for ordinary customers, but from your choice of whiskey I can assume that you are not poor, if you want I can show you an exclusive menu".
Stroph answered nothing and only nodded slightly indicating his agreement. All the while, Violet was sitting quietly, just waiting until she could try something else.
The barman showed the menu, transferring the necessary data to Stroph's bracelet.
Stroph was surprised by this confidentiality, but he didn't show it, he immediately started looking through all the cocktails. What struck him was that each cocktail had its own 3D model that you could examine and there were detailed descriptions of all the ingredients, their quantity and even where they came from.
But the price was unbelievable, the most expensive whiskey he had ordered was five hundred sempets for a single shot. The very cocktail that had caught his eye, called the" Bloody Birth" cost as much as fifteen thousand sempets!
At this point, he could easily afford a truckload of these, but anyway the price was enormous.
Stroph decided to order two "Bloody Birth" and see how good a cocktail that cost as much as one-seventh of his house was. He was also interested in the ingredients that made up this drink. The eye turned out not to be an eye, but the egg of some monster, and the bloody liquid was, the juice of some rare fruit called "Crimson Stars".
The barman made two "Bloody Birth" rather quickly, after which Violet and Stroph proceeded to tasting them. But, the barman left them and explained that they had to break an egg right into the cocktail before drinking it. Stroph and Violet did as they were told.
To their surprise, the yolk of the egg was not yellow at all, but the color of chocolate.
As soon as the contents fell into Stroph's mouth, he immediately felt an intense heat, which was quickly replaced by a gentle and pleasant aftertaste. The egg, on the other hand, was sweet but light.
All in all Stroph was pleased with the "Bloody Birth", well, everything except the price.
But as soon as he finished it he felt full of energy, and there was no trace of fatigue, as if he had just woken up and there had been no battle with the Flesh Hunter.
After this relaxing effect, he finally understood why these cocktails are so secret and expensive. Stroph began to look through the menu further and saw, at the very end of the menu, an incredibly expensive cocktail, it cost as much as one hundred thousand sempets!
Such price made his fingers tremble and his eyes almost fall out of their orbits, he had never imagined that one cocktail could cost as much as an entire house!
And the remarkable fact was that the name of the cocktail did not reflect its high price - "Poor Traveler".
Stroph didn't particularly want to spend such incredible money on a cocktail, but he was just too curious as to why it cost so much.
The "Poor Traveler" was completely black and the ingredient list included only the names for a variety of berries, though the quantity as well as the price was staggering, the cocktail consisted of as many as 33 kinds of berries.
Stroph was about to order this particular cocktail, but the barman stopped him, "Excuse me, but we have a separate room for drinks of such level, please, follow me."
Stroph and Violet nodded and followed him to a special room that was on the underground floor.
In the center of the room there was a small mahogany table, at which the barman seated Stroph and Violet. After that, he quickly handed them their glasses, then walked over to a large ice box and pulled out a black bottle.
Stroph understood immediately that it was "Poor Traveler".
A few seconds later, there were two filled glasses in front of them, waiting to be drained. Violet and Stroph quickly drank the entire contents and nearly fainted from the unreal taste.
"Master, all my phantasy is not enough to imagine such an incredible taste." Violet was in sheer amazement, it was the most delicious thing she had ever tasted before. The taste was pungent, multifaceted, refreshing and delicate at the same time.
Stroph was also pleased with the taste, but he didn't care at the moment because as soon as he tasted the "Poor Traveler", a notice popped up in front of him.
[Received the title of rare level - "Cocktail connoisseur".]

[Received the history -"The Beginning of the Path"]

It`s unknown how, but Stroph finds himself in the middle of a billion stars and his sleep comes true.

"The Empire of the Flaming Heart" has been surrounded by the countless hordes of monsters for thousands of years and is constantly at war. 

The rivers of blood flow unceasingly on the battlefield, the furious hail of bullets never ceases and the swords stained with blood cannot be counted.

Stroph has been living a completely unremarkable life with his family and friends.

But one day, the most ordinary trip to the store ends with him getting a system that records the histories Stroph has committed.

In the pursuit of histories, Stroph will have to go to the places where human life is worthless, you might get killed just for fun and a terrifying monster, who is capable to demolish cities with a simple wave of his paw, might be waiting for you around the corner.

But Stroph is definitely not one to let himself die without turning the world inside out.

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