"R-rated romance movies aren't for everyone. How about a change of subject, since you look a little uncomfortable: What's your favorite book series?"
"I am currently reading Ian Fleming's 'Casino Royale'. The first installment of the James Bond series. Pretty much anything action, adventure, or mystery. Some of my all-time favorite series include Rick Riordan's Percy Jackson, J. K. Rowling's Harry Potter, and Anthony Horowitz's Alex Rider. I also enjoy 'Lord of the Rings', 'The Chronicles of Narnia', Encyclopedia Brown, Nancy Drew, The Hardy Boys, and may others. What about you?"
"I've always enjoyed the classic dystopian sci-fi novels, such as '1984', 'Animal Farm', 'I, Robot', 'Dune', and 'The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy'. My mom also insisted that I read Jane Austen, Nicholas Sparks, and other romance authors. That's how I got into E. L. James and J. Kenner."
"So, you're a nerd and a romantic." I catch myself giggling a bit. {Gosh, what is this man doing to me. I've become a blushing schoolgirl.}
"Fine, go ahead. Make fun of me. But in my defense Orwell and Asimov are good writers. And you can't tell me that 'Pride and Prejudice' isn't a good book. It has history and finesse. What more could you want?"
"Okay, okay! I didn't mean to offend you, I'm just surprised is all."
"What, that I read romance novels?"
"No. That you read actual books."
"Harsh. But understandable. Most actors and celebrities don't portray themselves in a way that suggests any of us have the time or willingness to sit and read anything other than tabloid articles about ourselves."
We continue to talk about books for a while. Both pizzas were amazing. All good things must come to an end though. Austin takes me home and kisses me goodnight. It's an unexpected, but soft and gentle kiss. {Wow. I guess a second date isn't out of the question then.}
"Goodnight, Alexandra."
"Goodnight." {Something about the way he says my name in that dark accent of his drives me wild. I just hope that he doesn't notice.}
I take a shower I notice a new text from Austin. [Hey, I had a good time tonight. Would you like to go on a second date? I was thinking we could go to the movies sometime during the next week.] {Maybe it's best I leave that for tomorrow morning. That way I'm not making a hasty decision, right?}
 
When I woke up, I responded to Austin's text: [I have a commission due at the end of the week, but I think I can spare enough time for a date.]
[Good. Let's say Friday at 6?]
[Sounds like a plan.]
[It's a date then. 😉]
I call my mom, as I do almost every Sunday. She is excited that I've actually gone out on a date for once. Everything is going well at home, and we are all set for dinner tonight. She tells me to invite Zach, and I agree that it would be good for him after dinner with his mother.
I decide to go talk to him in person and drive over to his apartment.
"Hey. I wasn't expecting you today. Is everything alright?"
"Yeah. My mom invited you to dinner tonight. I told her about dinner with your mother the other day."
"Okay." He laughs a bit, and I can't help but smile. "I'll go to dinner with you and your family."
"I will text her to let her know."
"Uh… just out of curiosity, how was your date with Austin last night?"
"It was great! Have you heard of Pizza Pi? Their mac'n'cheese pizza is surprisingly amazing."
"Pi as in 3.14?"
"Yep. Kinda funny if you think about it."
"I think Sam said something about that place at some point. Maybe it had something to do with one of her dates. I can never keep them all straight. Anyway, how did it go? Do you have a second date lined up?"
"Actually, yes. Friday at 6. I believe we are headed to a movie theater."
"That sounds like fun. I'm glad you had a good time. Speaking of time, we should probably get going before your parents start to worry about your whereabouts."

Alexandra Kay Moran is a freelance artist and interior designer.

Zackary  Holland is Alex's Best friend, and is an officer of the Central City Police Department.

Austin King is an actor playing a motorcycle cop in a TV series being filmed in Central City.

Austin hires Alex to redesign his new apartment, and her life is never the same again.

Do you hear that sound off in the distance?

It sounds almost like something, or someone is calling out. 

Trying to grab somethings' attention.

Or is it an echo of what was here before?

Of what was left behind? 

If it is an echo I can't help but wonder how does it know my name? As I am sitting alone in the dark hearing sounds nobody should be able to while having to dare myself not to turn around to look for it. After All, If you turn around you may not like what it is that you see. Having the sound reverberate around inside of my head makes me question every noise I hear around me. It doesn't take long for the unnerving feeling of being watched by something to become overwhelming. 

Out of the corner of my eye, I can't help but feel like something is there. 

Something that is missing. 

Something I should be able to notice. 

After a while of double-checking every corner and spare space around me, I can't help but feel that I am becoming paranoid. It has to be that my mind is playing tricks on me again. There is no other logical reason for it to be anything else. Maybe it's all of the movies I have been watching lately, or maybe it's all of the fantasy and dystopian books that have somehow found themselves on my bookshelf over the years. 

Even with those reassuring thoughts I can't help but feel the phantom traces of nails climbing down my back. Almost as if they were petting me in a similar manner as the cats you see accompanying villains while they are planning their nefarious deeds. Praising me for giving them life with such thoughts. 

As I continue on I do my best to not give my own creations power over myself, but my lonesome presence in the dark allows them to pray on my deepest darkest fears. The creatures from my imagination playout through my head, my nightmares, and do their best to make their way into my reality.  

They call out my name almost as if saying, "We're here" at every inopportune moment. Hovering over me like a shadow following me and building on my thoughts and experiences. Collecting themselves as a pandemonium* to either attack me or be used for my own purposes. Becoming my personal army of chaos to either spread or create. 

Sometimes they leave for a while, but they always find their way back home when I least expect it. Showing up in a nightmare hunting me down to tell me they have found their way back to me again. Leaving me in a state of paralysis as I try to fight myself awake. The more I fight the worse the struggle becomes as I almost find my way out and just as I am about to leave I get sucked back in again. 

Most of them come back the same way we met before: a closed closet, a doctor's office, going through the woods, or just simply stalking. Their faces change from time to time but their overall features are usually the same. No eyes, blood pouring out from everywhere, wounds all over their bodies, and surrounded in darkness. There have been a couple of exceptions like the one time I was being hunted by a giant man-eating tree. 

Some of them like to talk to me every once in an awhile while I dream normally spitting accusations at me about things I have no idea about. Their words can be distracting and overwhelming putting me in a state of panic. Leaving me with the inability to overcome the sensation until I find myself in the warm embrace of another. 

They like to hide when in the presence of another person staying quiet almost as if not to cause suspicion of their existence. Showing themselves best in the dark in pixilated black seeming to move in the shadows around me. 

Circling me from my left and right. 
Casting a shadow on the ceiling.

 Causing creaks in the floorboards.
 Making its presence known to hearing ears. 

Forcing its self next to me making its presence known to closed eyes. 
Having its body interact with mine. 

As soon as I leave the dark and make my way into the light they disguise their presence waiting to see me another day. All except one, the presence that physically interacts with me take some more convincing. Talking to another or hearing a human voice pushes it away and keeps it a bay for another day. 

Noise has always helped to keep away my thoughts, keeping them away from my roaming thoughts, it has always been that way. I wait for the sun to rise to bring me solace before I can sleep. The beautiful sight of a sunrise with the morning dew on the grass shining in all of its glory. I can truly say that I have never seen such a beautiful sight. 

But alass it is only 4:45 AM and I still have time until sunrise. 

I will wait with my horde for the sun to rise. 

I will wait for its presence to put us to sleep. 

Leaving the echo of their presence behind them. 

Waiting for us to reunite. 



Pandemonium: The version of this world that I am using is the one relating to chaos or a group of demons.

Nightmares that are actually entertaining

Thoughts about life and other randomness that comes to mind at 3 AM

The sequel is out : questionable thoughts 2021

Contemplating his life after finishing a long day at the job he hated, Willie Smiles couldn't help but look back at all of the opportunities for riches there were during his age of growing up. Born in 1970, he lived during rise of media, the golden age of Hollywood, and even the advent of the Internet age.
Growing up as a single child in a wealthy family, he grew up with no absurd desires and thought he could enjoy his comfortable lifestyle for the rest of his life. That came to an abrupt end when his parents both got into a plane crash traveling abroad when he was just 16 years old.
At the time, he was still in a boarding school and only contacted his parents weekly. The abrupt death of them kicked Willie into an endless spiral of regrets and depression.
From that day on, his mental health depended on daydreaming about his parents still being alive. His chunky inheritance was spent on alcohol and drugs that helped him cope with the reality that his parents were gone.
The only thing other things that accompanied him in his dystopian of daydreams, drugs, and alcohol were the the movies and TV shows that distracted him from his unpleasant situation.
As he fell asleep drunk, he couldn't help picturing if he could back to when he was 16 years old. Before the plane crash and when he happily enjoyed his parents' company.
He imagined himself making billions off of his knowledge of the future and the proud look of his parents' faces.
This is how he normally cried himself to sleep, closing his eyes and fading into his dreams.
Except this time something incredible happened.
.....
As Willie opened his eyes, he felt like his surroundings were a bit off. There was no longer that beer like oder that he was used to having in his mouth. He also felt the presence of a bunch of other people.
Looking around, he saw the familiar classroom and faces from his days in high school. Wasn't this Mr. Willow's class that he took in Junior year. His face couldn't help but show a confused and queer expression. He quickly gathered his thoughts and realized what might be happening.
But thinking of the one possibility Willie hoped for most, he felt like he was still dreaming. After recognizing that it was real, he felt lost for a second.
His dreams of going back to his youth were finally realized. Willie wasn't religious or anything but he couldn't help but thank God.
His somewhat strange expression didn't escape from his best friend Jackson.
The best way to describe Jackson would be serious with a good sense of humor. Growing up as an orphan, he coped with his troubles through hard work and laughter. He got into Willie's boarding school through a scholarship program for gifted children.
Jackson couldn't help himself from smiling a little bit once he saw the silly expression on Willie's face, "Lol, you look like you just saw a talking dog. You got to stop falling asleep in class, though or Mr. Willow will probably call you out on it."
Willie didn't have many friends in high school, but Jackson was definitely his closest. It's too bad that they grew distant after going to different colleges.
They still contacted each other monthly, but weren't as close compared to their relationship in high school.
Willie looked at Jackson for a second, then hurriedly asked, "What's the date today?"
Jackson looked at him funny and replied, "January 23rd, we just got back from winter break. What's the matter with you?"
"Nothing. I am just a bit confused from waking up, but I also just remembered I have to do something. I need to go contact my parents."
Willie didn't have time to deal with the follow-ups of Jackson and quickly excused himself the classroom to head for the student dormitory where he could access a landline.
Willie's mind couldn't stop ringing when he heard January 23rd. Just about 2 weeks before the death of his parents.
He couldn't wait to call home and hear his parents' voices again. Although his boarding school was in the suburbs of California, he grew up in the Upper East Side of New York.
His parents started their own fashion company called Smiley Co. when they were younger. His dad, Richard Smiles, handled the business and financial matters, while his mom, Amy Smiles helped manage the company and design clothes.
After years of hard work, their company had risen to a value of $100 million when they decided to sell 20% of the shares.
This gave them about $20 million in liquid assets, which they used to invest in New York real estate.
This is where his family's real fortune came from. Although his parents have worked hard to spread Smiley clothes to the major cities, most of their income still came from renting out the buildings they owned.
Dialing his home phone number, he could help but stand there nervously. He actually didn't believe they would be home at this time, but he still had some hope that one of them would answer.
Then, the phone clicked and he hard the familiar voice of his mother coming through, "Hello Smiles Residence, this is Amy Smiles speaking. Who is this?"
Willie couldn't help croaking out, "Mom."

Willie Smiles couldn't believe he was reborn back to 1986, when he was just 16 years old. 
Using his future knowledge, watch how he dominates Hollywood's golden era, owns the internet age, and leads his family to prosperity.

Safety first. Chen Xin should have turned on his car lights. However, he hesitated because he did not want to expose his location. He drove in the dark with the lights off to avoid any trouble.
Thankfully, it was like late evening. Chen Xin could still see the roads clearly.
Chen Xin lived in the suburbs, in bigger cities they would call it the countryside suburbs. His home was in a small town toward the south, so compared to big cities he was living in the middle of nowhere. There was not a lot of residences around, only a few farmers, it was like a quiet Townsville.
Chen Xin loved the quiet of the countryside. He initially away from the city so he could focus on writing novels.
Thankfully, Vermillion was great at building roads. The place where he lived was near a railway station so the roads were well constructed making his drive all the way to the city worry-free.
The city streets were empty. It was not like those Hollywood apocalypse movies where cars were abandoned everywhere.
This was what the apocalypse looked like in real life. Humans were informed of the meteorite three months prior to impact, everyone was evacuated into the government shelter. Why would the streets be filled with abandoned cars?
If abandoned cars were seen, it meant that someone encountered a roadblock or a trap.
There were no cars on the road, so Chen Xin did not face any problems driving to the city area. 
He left two tire tracks on the road due to the was white dust everywhere. Chen Xin looked at the cloud of ashy dust and felt a heavy pull in his heart.
It was the ashes of the firestorm caused by the meteorite impact.
Usually, he would pass by a river when heading towards the city area. It was not as beautiful as mother nature, but it was still an eco-friendly city and was even nominated as a great environmental city. 
It was all gone.
The green mountains on the side of the roads were pitch black and covered in ash. It looked like charcoal with sprinkled snow on it. The plants were twisted like a horror movie, it was ugly and terrifying.
The river was dried up, revealing a huge ditch. The bottom of the ditch had a blackish yellow tar. It looked like the infamous Deatholme in World of Warcraft.
Chen Xin was familiar with this river. It was near his house, he used to come here on summertime nights to chill, he even walked with girls here too.
The river was nigh unrecognizable. The high-quality wooden sidewalk was completely burnt with a few cement columns left.
Chen Xin slowed down and looked at it sadly.
The river was dried up, what about the things around the river? Chen Xin did not need to check it out to know everything was burned to the ground.
Thankfully, the bridge connected to the city was still intact. The fire did not affect it, or else Chen Xin would not be able to enter the city.
The city area did not fare any better than the suburbs.
The beautiful eco-constructions were burned until there were only cement vases and uncharred trees. Road signs were burned until there was nothing left, even metal was burned to the ground, forming puddles of melted steel.
A few stores Chen Xin used to frequent were also burned. The doors were melted and charred black.
Chen Xin now felt the effects of the end of the world. It was like he time-traveled to a dystopian future.
All the things he used to know, the lights, the busy streets, the skyscrapers, were all gone. The things he was familiar with, seemed so fragile in the face of the apocalypse.
It was like a beautiful china vase. It was so stunning until it was dropped on the floor.
Chen Xin always looked at war photos and documentaries for novel material reference, he was indifferent to a world in chaos. However, now that it happened to him in real life, he did not know what he had until he lost it.
It was too late now, everything he knew was gone. A new generation of survivors was needed to rebuild their homes on this charred apocalyptic ground.
Too bad it was only possible under non-apocalyptic circumstances. The temperature would only get colder. The world would stay in the dark and freeze eventually, it was the new ice age.
Rebuilding was harder than it sounds at that point.
Cement would freeze up before it was stirred, the ground could not be dug into, all the rivers and oceans would be frozen into ice…
Earth was like a big refrigerator if there was no sunlight. Humans might not survive this after all.
Rebuilding their home… might be something Chen Xin would never witness for the rest of his life.
However, Chen Xin should not think about that, it was not completely the end of the world despite doomsday already being here. It could be said that this was the last resort for humanity.
As a survivor, he should try his best to gather supplies and resources. He needed to secure his bunker before the world froze completely.
Chen Xin had a safe underground bunker and he picked up the survivor system. Staying alive was his number one priority.
He needed to survive and needed to live more comfortably. That was all he needed to think about.


The dust thrown into the atmosphere by the impact obscured the sky and plunged the world into an Ice Age that would last for hundreds of years without sunlight.
Because of the lack of sunlight, Earth's surface had fallen to extreme cold temperatures down to tens of degrees below zero. 
Facing impending doom, Chen Xin was left with a shelter that he built underground and an upgrade system he found. How would he survive the crisis?
Could human civilization prevail? Would the embers of hope be enough to illuminate the cold night and bring warmth to mankind?
Destiny had brought forward a harsh trial. Could human beings avoid sharing the same fate as those of the dinosaurs that were extinct?


Dear Readers,
My name is Vishal. Officially, I am an Otaku. Having read over 500 Manga, Manhua & Manhwa and over 50 Light & Web Novels I was often disappointed by the lack of common sense in plots. I would rather prefer weak characters with common sense rather than stronger but dumb ones.
I found that most of the times, the author would let the Main Characters behave make dumb decisions because if they made the smart decisions, the story would end, then and there. Some commonly used cliches, that could leads to longer plots but feel contrary to common sense are-
1. Male Lead letting a Villain/Evil Character go without killing or crippling him/her because of goodness of his/her heart; only for the Villain to retaliate later and Main Character ends up killing/crippling them anyway. This is why I like those Main Characters who kill them immediately while explaining, "If I kill you, your clan/family would chase me for killing you. If I let you go, you and your clan/family would still chase me. So why should I let you go?" [PS I am not talking about cases where a proper explanation is given for letting the Villain live.]
2. Talking during the battle. I mean seriously? You have time to leisurely chat with the allies or the enemies in the midst of the battle, really? When they are fighting 100 moves in a couple of seconds, they converse like having the time of their lives.
3. The villain is much more powerful than the Main Character, yet the Main Character wouldn't sneak attack. He will take a stance, do a lengthy conversation about how he will defeat him although he is weak. I mean seriously? Wouldn't you attack directly without giving an opponent any chances? Isn't this Battle 101? Sometimes, this happens even when the Opponent has taken a lover or a family member as a hostage. This really drives me crazy!
4. You hide your powers and dual identity from your opponents and the world. Good thing. But why would you do that to your immediate family, best friend and lover? To protect them? How does hiding it protect them? They think that the Main Character is weak and go through more trouble. The Main Character then has to come and save the day anyway. How does telling them your real powers put them in danger? Are the villains going to interrogate them using truth serum? This is never explained properly. I guess it started with Clark Kent and Bruce Wayne.
5. Why would you hide your past from your lover only to over complicate things? Lets take the novel Lucia for example, both Lucia and Duke Taran have secrets. They don't tell it to each other initially, so that it may not affect their relationship, but guess what? Hiding the secret destroys their relationship. The plot is all about how they finally open up to each other. Well the problem could have been solved if they were honest form the beginning. The plots themselves involve and promote this. PS: I am a fan of the Novel Lucia. If you disregard all the smut and lack of common sense clichés the main story is wonderful.
6. Why would you hide the fact that your new buddy is actually your childhood friend? And even watch and evil villain impersonate you? Isn't this stupid? Just for plot development? Why not just tell them?
7. Why would you ever give in to any Blackmail and end up doing even worse things? Don't you know evil people never keep their promises?
8. Why would you let a Communication Gap create a misunderstanding that continue for years and that set the lovers apart only to reunite after 5 years after clearing the said misunderstanding?
9. Why would you hide that you are being bullied from your parents or teachers? Isn't it normal to take action or approach elders?
10. When you transmigrate into a novel or a game, the plot has already changed because of your very existence. Still, when things start Deviating from what you know (mostly because you acted out of character) why would you wonder about story changing? Isn't it obvious for it to change? Also, when you transmigrate, you are in a real world already. it is the new reality. Wouldn't it make sense for you to change things up for your benefit?
11. When you time travel, you have the knowledge of many events that will take place. Why would you wait for minor villains to plot against you exactly like the previous timeline and work to thwart their plans? Isn't it better to be proactive and prudent and destroy them from the beginning?
12. Why would Main Characters always act alone, especially in Cultivation and Fantasy Novels? Why can't they join or get backing of powerful clans? Why not make allies and use them?
Honestly, it felt more like that the authors could have used the common sense, but then the story wouldn't proceed to hundreds or thousands of chapters! Even then, like other readers, I read them all till the end. Because, despite their lack of common sense at times, once you get attached to a particular character or a story, it is almost impossible to let it go. This is the era of Binge Reading and Binge Watching anyway.
Thus, Elated with few and Frustrated with many, I decided to write my own stories. And posted initial chapters of few short stories on my personal blog. Got some good response.
Then, one of the readers of my personal blog told me about WebNovel and I ended up joining it on 22nd December 2020. Luckily, it was running some contests and their themes aligned with my thoughts. So, I ended up participating in the various contests with multiple entries.
"God Parshuram's Dystopian University" is one such entry with the theme of the Male Lead being coming out of seclusion after years, only to find that the world has now turned into a Dystopia. What will do to Survive and help others Survive?
So I came up with "God Parshuram's Dystopian University", where the Main Character is the Legendary Teacher of the Great Warriors Bheeshma & Karna from Mahabharata. He is Super powerful but is impatient and has severe anger management issues. Plus he has to adjust to the Modern society..
This is going to be about  Mutants, Corona Virus, Gods, Science Fiction with a pinch of Mythology and Humor. For those who love these themes, lets go on a Ride.
Anyway, if you are here, that means you have the intention to read this. At the very least you are trying to make up your mind. So if you want an Intelligent plot with smart Main Character (or at least a Main Character with common sense), feel free to read my novels.
You will find references to many Historical, Legendary, Mythical figures and places. The Parallel world Fantasy allows us to fit people of different eras into one era.
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Those words caused Hal's lips to twitch.
"So, you mean to say that I have been recruited to what? Spy?" Hal asked.
Eva sighed,  
"Not exactly. YOU were not recruited. I'm guessing the princess decided that you were too weak to go through the ordeals so she settled for having you join the selection and becoming a part of the Royal Academy.
We were only supposed to keep an eye out and once you were seen, report back to her so she could offer you assistance."
What kind of assistance?" Hal asked but it was Camira who answered,  
"A sound cultivation technique, cultivation resources. Really, anything that would give you a fighting chance.  
After all, should you attempt to be a student at the academy, you will be up against geniuses. The best of their sects." She said.
"The best of their sects. Does that mean...?" Hal began but Camira replied to his incomplete question,  
"...that the best of the sects will only be a white-robed student? Yes, that is exactly what it means.
It is why no one dares to look down on any student of the royal academy no matter what robe they wear. The other robes are more like privileges and usually have nothing to do with superior strength.
That said, white-robed students still strive to become the best and that is signified by the best to robe of them all; The Green robe."
Hal eyed the sisters,  
"Which robes were you?" He asked as Camira sat down with a stressful sigh while Eva chuckled,  
"We were never students at the academy. We were never talented enough for that.  
Now back to you. With your current strength, you are more than qualified to be recruited which is why it is so suspicious.
If the princess deemed that you were not strong enough for recruitment merely two months ago, how could you have possibly overcome all of that so soon?" She asked.
Hal smiled lightly,  
"Perseverance" he said.
Camira snorted,  
"Nonsense. It is much more likely that you are from the Dystopian continent and hid your cultivation before. Meeting the princess, I admit might have been a coincidence you did not plan." She said.
Hal sighed,  
"I am not from the Dystopian continent and if you have the time to and patience, you can send word to Sapphire city and they will tell you who I am.
You have no reason to distrust me.
Also, your 'Princess' searched me the day we met and ascertained my age. If she did not find anything amiss, then I don't see why you even bother.
Don't tell me you actually hope to find something she missed."
The two looked uncomfortable.
Did they really hope to discount the Princess's assessment?
Not to mention that they could not bear to hold a candle to her strength, her age and expertise were beyond them as well.
Hal took advantage of the silence and the lapse to pat Eva's hand affectionately,  
"It's okay. You don't have to look so worried." He said and stood up from his chair.
Eva looked confused,  
"Why would we be worried?" She asked.
Hal shrugged but said nothing as he walked behind Camira's chair and placed his hands on the lady's shoulders.
It was as though it was magic touch as Camira felt all of the stress and ache she had been feeling as of recent suddenly relieve her.
"Ahhhhh"
She let out a long sigh of contentment while Hal rubbed and massaged her shoulder blades for a while before stopping,  
"I thought you would be worried I would relay this all back to the 'Princess'. If that is the case, you don't have to worry.  
I don't wish to be part of any recruitment and in four months, who knows? I might not even join the selection.
Just relax..." He said and gave Camira's shoulder a few more rubs before leaving it completely.
Camira's hands flew up and she held his hands down to her shoulder,  
"That was nice. Don't stop" she said.
Hal made to pull his hand away,  
"No I think I'd much rather leave" he said.
Camira held his hands,  
"No, continue. I insist."
"You really like those words, Don't you?" Hal said and continued to rub her shoulders.
"Mmnnngghhh" Camira moaned and leaned back in her chair and more into Hal's hands.
Eva watched it all and could already feel herself getting flushed as the ache of arousal slowly set in.
...
Meanwhile...
The party continued and Baron Aaro continued to greet and converse with dignitaries with only a few of them asking where the Baroness was, politely of course.
Aaron evaded the question politely as well while directing their attention to political matters of the Barony and request their help to always keep his seat.
The most adamant of the dignitaries was Lady Penelope who did not particularly feel at ease with Hal being gone at the same time as the Baroness and her sister.
She worried that Hal was being punished at that moment and demanded the Baron tell her where his wife was.
"What is this really about? Is it that Blue-eyed young man?" The Baron eventually said in an exasperated tone.
Lady Penelope sneered,  
"Glad you're catching up."
The Baron sighed heavily,  
"Lady Penelope, I assure you that he is fine. There are just certain things we need to ask him. While I cannot assure you that he will return to the party, I can however tell you that he will be alright. So long as he has nothing to hide." He said.
Lady Penelope glared and walked away from him and back to her guard/escort.
At that time, Henrik returned to the party hall looking quite well other than the occasional stagger in his movements.
Soon, he was at his brother's side and groaned in annoyance when people with either pity or amusement in their gaze.
"Are you alright?" Aaro asked and Henrik nodded.
"Nothing wounded but my pride" hr said.
Aaro's eyes narrowed,  
"Mind telling me what happened. You seemed to freeze in place."
Henrik frowned in concentration as though to remember what had happened but other than a Dark shadow of fear, there was nothing he could remember, and knowing that it must have been Hal's doing did not help matters at all.
Eventually, he shook his head,  
"I'm as clueless as you are. Where is the little bastard anyway?"
The Baron smiled proudly and seemed to pull himself up as his handsome face lit up,  
"Camira and Eva are interrogating him" he said.
Henrik turned towards his brother sharply,  
"Why would you let Eva join in? She has a soft spot for him." He said which was kind of a stretch considering the duo only met the day before.
Aaro chuckled,  
"That was all an act. Camira has filled me in. The Imperial Princess Tanya seems to be looking for him."
Henrik's eyes widened and Aaro nodded in satisfaction at his brother's reaction before adding,  
"So as you can see, it's a big deal."
Henrik nodded.  
That it was a big deal was an immense understatement. This was a humongous deal. The chain of command from imperial power to Barony was so far that people such as them were not as important as an ant in the presence of imperial pedigree.
"I'll keep watch. I won't let anyone get inside and interrupt." Henrik said and made to walk away when Aaro grabbed his arm,  
"That includes Brother. You must not interrupt them."
Henrik nodded and was gone in seconds.


There are three realms in the multi verse; The Cosmic, the Mortal and the Nether realm.
Hal grew up in the mortal realm with no idea whatsoever of who his parents were.
His love for relics, adventure and the occasional danger would aid him in finding a genie's lamp.

Rubbing a genie's lamp should grant three wishes, but Hal is struck by lightening instead and eventually arrives in the Cosmic realm with a large book in his mind space titled; The Primordial Cosmic Grimiore, that apparently holds all knowledge for a perpetual reign.

And so Hal's journey begins in a little city called Salmon city, in the body of a 17 year old boy also named Hal but was sold into slavery by his own father.

Hal finds out who his mother (prior to reincarnation) whose bloodline now flows unmixed in his new body is....

Join Hal as he battles mortals, Dragons, phoenixes, Gods and many more together with his harem of Beauties for the complete subjugation of the three realms.
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So this is an original novel and I am giving it my all and I hope you give it a chance.

The First twenty chapters (more or less) were not quite good but that is because they were the first I ever wrote so please read till chapter 30 at least before deciding if it is not for you.
It really gets better eventually.

P.s The cover Is not mine

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