Aku terlahir dengan kisah yang kelam, tapi entah kenapa tuhan memberiku kebahagiaan yang sangat sangat indah, kebahagiaan yang tak pernah kulupakan, sampai kapanpun.

Aku Xelia Nerva sangat bersyukur bisa memasuki dunia yang tidak nyata ini, dan merasakan kebahagiaan walau hanya sementara.

Berpisah dengan mereka yang sudah mengisi kesedihanku dengan canda tawa sangatlah berat, tapi ini sudah menjadi takdir.

"Karna hidup tak selamanya sedih dan tak selamanya bahagia, aku benar benar minta maaf, aku menyayangi kalian semua" -Xelia Nerva

Menceritakan kisah seorang gadis bernama Xelia Nerva yang memiliki kepandaian dan kecerdasan yang luar biasa, serta kisah kelam di kehidupannya. Dan selalu dituduh oleh teman sekelasnya Ayana, Putri, dan Kaiya.

Dan saat pariwisata sekolah, ada kecelakaan yang tidak disengaja. Menyebabkan Xelia Nerva menghilang dari dunia nya.

Xelia Nerva tak sengaja masuk kedalam dunia bernama Elphida yang sangat asing bagi nya, ia bertemu dengan dua orang lelaki yang bernama Ergan dan Ravinno, serta seorang perempuan albino bernama Carol Licia.

Di dalam dunia asing itu ada banyak makhluk mitologi yang disebut Hercules, dan Xelia Nerva beserta ketiga temannya ditugaskan untuk memburu Hercules yang menyerang manusia.

Dimulai lah, petualangan Xelia Nerva di dalam dunia tersebut, awalnya Nerva benar benar tidak bisa menggunakan senjata atau pun sihir di dalam dunia fantasi bernama Elphida tersebut, tetapi sedikit demi sedikit Xelia Nerva mulai mahir dalam menggunakan senjata nya, dan mulai nyaman bersama teman temannya di Elphida.

Tetapi setelah enam tahun berada di Elphida, Xelia Nerva tiba tiba kembali ke dunia asalnya untuk menyelesaikan semua masalahnya sendiri dan mencari keluarga serta kawan yang dia tinggalkan.

Not my novel all praises and credit goes to original author 'tkepner' only uploading it here to listen the audiobooks while working long crappy hours 

https://m.fanfiction.net/s/11913447/1/Amalgum-Lockhart-s-Folly

You've probably heard it before. ATS's webnovel continues to be on hiatus, but as of some months ago, WN/RR postings were suspended. And here's why.
-First, let's talk about how ATS first operated, before the Brand became a thing. It technically made its debut on Webnovel, then a day or two later, Royalroad. Not much for an audience, hardly any comments or reactions. But the posts continued to come. I'd amp it up to 3-5 chapters a day. 
One day I decided on a whim to split these into volumes. Do light novel format.  I did my search on word count. Saw that they were typically 20-50k words. I set mine for 60k per book.
I only published it on a whim, just to give it a home and alternate place of publishing. Also helped proved the series was mine by doing it early. This turned out to be one of the best decisions I've made.
-flash forward, ATS continued to grow, but REALLY did when it the Amazon scene. It was becoming a small brand and cut out its very tiny corner on the vast LitRPG map.
--At first, I intended to keep the business model of free optional buy going (which by the way is completely stupid for the long term). I eventually turned this into a full-time career.
I began to see more posts (not too too many and not just me) about ATS's availability on RR/WN. Free reading. This was fine with me since I intentionally put it that way. Surely everything would continue going as normal. 
Then sales dramatically dropped by 60%.  Holy shit. The KU reads were always high and KU itself being a ticking time bomb or a rug ready to be pulled from beneath my feet, I found myself in a pickle.
---1 pickle:  Amazon's bot. Multiple flaggings every time I published. It's nothing short of a miracle that Amazon hadn't punched me in the dick just for existing. But when you're making them money, they treat you okay. Until you inconvenience them haha.
---2nd pickle: People taking my work and posting them on other websites without my permission. Illegally translating it and CHARGING MONEY for the translations. This is wrong for everybody, not just me. Media, other authors, etc. I didn't even care about this at first, it's fucking normal. I got over it. But for the love of god, don't charge people. It was free.
3rd pickle: The Brand, the LLC, and me as an independent creator has grown. Since I'm in charge of everything pertaining to ATS, forcing myself to continue the same business model I did a year ago as a naïve, unknown urban fantasy writer turned light novel author, wouldn't work.
I've been talking and debating with people for a long coming, before deciding to pull the web novel plug. The ******* is there to continue posting chapters, but as you can see with the low number of Patreons, it does not factor into the reason of pulling the plug. Every drop of *******'s funds goes back into ATS.
Ultimately, RR/WN are best for strictly web novel writers with giant active followings such as Wandering Inn, Mother of Learning, etc etc. 
At the time: ATS only recently achieve its 50th rating, its rankings weren't great and really, like 5 or 6 of the 1100 followers of RR were ever active. RR converted into basic 0% reviews in which could've helped it struggle better against Amazon's algorithm.
WN wasn't much better, with very few commenters, few reviews to keep it "free," nothing. A dead web novel basically. [Although today, we look at the 3 million views and wonder, wow.]
The lack of interaction made it absolutely pointless for me to keep risking my livelihood with Amazon's bot. 
 
This message isn't an excuse. It is simply explaining what led up to the removal. 
You could say By the Order of Amazon, ATS must be removed (to the allowed 10%) or face expulsion from the KDP and its Kindle Unlimited program.
 
I appreciate your understanding. I figured lack of engagement from the audience, lack of reviews on the platform that mattered (amazon), multiple KDP bot flaggings could eventually lead to this point.
But it's better to remove than to lose my career.
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Adding more to this, 28th of July 2020, which is months (maybe almost a year later), I still get people every now and then entering the discord.
They hadn't a clue a discord existed or that the work was still going. They don't know about the manga in progress, the new manga artist replacement, the platforms, how far the series has gotten, and who's got the rings and babies.
Facebook page: https://www.facebook.com/syr456/ 
Facebook group:  https://www.facebook.com/groups/ATSteamstone/    
Twitter:  https://twitter.com/Alvin_Atwater        
*******: https://www.*******.com/syr456 
ATS website:  https://animetropesystem.net/manga 
DISCORD SERVER (BEST WAY TO CONTACT ME): https://discord.gg/t2qVaAR  OR cQMPSJG
 
ATS novels (universal link): mybook.to/AnimeTropeSystem  
US link: https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B07JD761GH
Audiobooks: https://www.audible.com/pd/The-Anime-Trope-System-Stone-vs-Viper-Book-1-Audiobook/B07M9Z9C4M
 
I will do my best to answer all of your questions!
I would like to thank everyone that stuck with the series before it was devoured by corporate nonsense.  I truly appreciate you for understanding. 

ATS is currently about to publish volume 18.  It has 1 spinoff, The Fallen Throne, Half-blood Rising volume 1.

--- Extra tags: Satire, Adult/Mature, Monster girl(Monster girl Encyclopedia kind), Fiction/Satire/comedy (I.E. Not to be taken seriously).

By the will of unknown deities, Clyde is swiped from Earth and tossed into an anime world. He’s the declared the Stone aka main character. One day, he must kill the Viper, the antagonist. Too bad things aren’t exactly as black and white as that. The Stone is something much more…
This world and its inhabitants are real. It’s another dimension with a lot to explore.

This is the story of a young man’s evolution from college boy of Earth to godhood and beyond. The challenges stand ahead of him:  demons, monster girls, crazy yanderes, even a girl with maxed charisma. He never thought he’d ever see a magical girl…

A story of comedy, action, and going from weak to completely unstoppable. He is the system disruptor…

In a world where tropes are present, anime girls falling in love so easily, and city-wide issues intertwining with the main mission, Clyde must level up power and his mentality, RPG-style. He can no longer be that earthling. He will learn… whether he likes it or not.

Someone who breaks systems…Feared by the gods…




~A lover of character development lover! 


Warning:
 Episode 7 and beyond contains and ramps a lot up on sexual content, including scenes. You have been warned.  This is not for the faintest of hearts! There are also monster girl quest references in here too. Once again, fair warning. Think about that before entering.
You now know what you're getting into...
[Recommended for those who know of the Monster Girl Encyclopedia] 
--Heads up: this develops into a Harem (and eventually they'll end up as his wives. If that's not your thing, this is your head's up.) 
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Written and edited by me with Persona as my inspiration!
*He goes from cautious to embracing! 
*Don't just stop somewhere in volume 1 (because we know the beginning doesn't count for a judgment). Binge it! Binge it! Binge it! 
***Author note: get in now before you're left behind. I'm planning to be around for a while xD.***
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* Morning of Nov 25th 2018: 1 million views reached! 
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NOTICE AS OF FEB 2019: Web novel hiatus indefinitely due to Amazon, people translating my shit and charging money for it, posting this on other sites without my permission. Please join discord and/or Facebook page for updates. Patreon will continue to get chapters as normal.

Thank you truly for understanding! This is my livelihood and I don't want to lose it. 
Please see discord's announcements for information on the Web novel's suspension.
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Volumes 1-14+ ongoing available on Amazon. Audible too!
ATS has found an editor as of Aug 26th. Be expecting the ebook versions to be fixed even more. See discord for more info. 
Volume 15 in session...
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**Discord channel:   [If you have questions or concerns, this is the best place to reach me]
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             When was the first time I used a sword or any other kind of weapon? I'm sure it was three years after I started living the second part of my life.
             I already learned a few things about this new power, and my body had started changed externally. I could do a lot of things in those 3 years of training, all thanks to the Akashic Records (or what I thought was it), but I would leave that explanation to another day.
             I thought that I could do almost anything at that time, but sadly, that void still lingered around me, so I started looking for new things to do, things that kept me distracted, oblivious. And who wouldn't think about mastering weapons?
             At home I had a truly old sword, probably from the 19th Century, I took it with me when I leave my parents home… It was all damaged, no edge, chipped here and there and rusted till you couldn't see its original color anywhere.
             It wouldn't be a surprise if it broke anytime with just a little swing at anything. But, even then, it became a sort of my training sword.
             Of course, living in a third world country, finding a gun wasn't difficult per se, even around my house you could find like 5 to 10 guys with them. And I didn't live in a dangerous place, to begin with, not even a country with free gun rights, so you could imagine how easy it was to find guns around here.
             With that said, guns were my first choice. I mean, after playing Devil May Cry who wouldn't like to be like Dante? Doing stunts here and there shooting two guns like no tomorrow.
             But. I soon found out that shooting mana as bullets weren't anything close to easy, and that guns of my world would break really fast when handled roughly. So, I abandoned that idea as soon as I broke the second pair of guns. Not that I didn't learn, but it was still far in time until I got there.
             After guns, a knife where the other weapon that I tried. But there was something about its reach… I was not confident enough, so I just dropped the idea and let it rest for later.
             That left me with swords and spears. Swords were obvious. As I said, I really liked fantasy novels, games, and everything that had a fantasy theme on it. With spears was the same, with the addition that it is a relatively safer weapon to use. It reaches longer, easier to use at a basic level in a more lethal way than a sword, just stab and stab again until it dies.
             Between those two, the choice was obvious. The sword. Where the hell would I find some spear to train? Make one? Not motivated enough. I already had a sword close, though it was all damaged, it was still a real sword.
             I slowly started training by myself, looking around the Internet for anything that could be remotely useful for learning. Videos, books, audiobooks, even tried some manga, manhwa, and manhua's techniques. But most of those were more on the flashy side than in a practical way.
            It wasn't easy at first, so I kept to basics, swing down, swing up, diagonal, horizontal. I kept repeating, over and over again, until those motions ingrained themselves in my body.
            It sounds funny to say so, but that's a pretty good way to train in something. Just repeat and repeat until your body remembers faster than your brain. With that thought in mind, and after finishing with the basics, I started looking for new styles, and that made me travel to the US, Japan, and France. To learn different styles of sword-wielding.
            The US being a country practically made of immigrants, it wasn't that hard to find different schools of martial arts, and I could learn from a few different places, including Chinese, European fencing, and a few other styles, even a few one from America and the north, like Norwegian swordplay, or Viking fighting, just without the drug-using.
             Japan with its own history on swords, samurais, and even ninjas (though those last were more on the "not fighting if avoidable", they still had their own way to use a sword). I truly learned a lot there, more classic, less sport, kendo was my first choice, but I soon went to kenjutsu, that even if isn't an internationally known sport, it still a more practical way of using the sword.
            Though not to lie, they are really conservative with their own things, so I couldn't learn anything really advanced, more like basics here and there, and a few things I could steal while watching stealthy (breaking a few laws on the process).
             And finally, France, with its fencing, was really easy to start practicing thanks to the multiple sports centers that teach over there. You could really find a lot of places to practice fencing in France, kind of like a popular sport there even. I just didn't like the light sword used for fencing, neither the epee nor the foil sword, even the saber just felt too light for me.
             I still practiced though, as I could use a longsword as a foil sword with my strength. So, you could imagine how it would feel to swing a foil sword for me, probably like a paper sword or something like that.
            Of course, along with each sword practice, I had to start learning martial arts, which wasn't anything bad on its own, I already did some while I was young, so I had some experience. Not experience like in that I could brag about being a master trained from childhood, as I soon abandoned each one of them when the interest just disappeared as if it wasn't there.
            I started learning, adapting whatever I could grasp, and creating my own form. All the while trying to mix everything with my own physical prowess, mana, and natural energy, giving life to a style just for me.
             It somehow grew with me and being the enthusiast of fantasy I am, I soon started trying to learn dual swords. For references, I used dual swords only in any Monster Hunter I played at that time, so it wasn't truly a surprise.
             I started working hard on it, keeping my senses entirely focused on using two swords. I'm not going to lie. It was hard. So damn hard. If I had to repeat the basic moves for one sword ten thousand times, with the dual sword I had to repeat each movement at least twice as that, even more, if the moves went different ways.
             Also, I did use some moves from Monster Hunter. Why not? The game has really cool moves and seemed to have a great balance combo-wise. And I also have some kind of "demon form" I could use to enhance my speed.
             After that, time just did its own, after a few years of practicing and practicing I mastered my own dual-wielding style, learned a few other weapons, and even accomplished my dream of being Dante-like with dual guns and a big sword on my back. For the record, shaping mana in the form of bullets, and accelerating them from the barrel of a gun isn't easy… And you need a special gun for that, one I had to ask someone to make, but that's a story for another day.
             Now that leads me to the present, right here when we'll have to grab the main weapon to use on Cube.
             What the fuck should I grab? A sword? I mean, why would I pick a sword here? Wouldn't be better to pick another thing to make things more interesting? I know how to wield a few kinds of weapons, so I don't have to choose a sword…
             Also, I still don't know if I have the same authority as Hajin, in which case using a gun or some other weird weapon would help me get some points now and in the future.
             …It's hard to choose…
             While thinking about my main weapon, we all walk to a room full of training weapons behind our teacher.
             "Any weapon you can think of should be here. Stand in front of the weapon you want. We'll supply you with the training weapons. But don't look down on them just because they're training weapons. Their market price is 5 million won."
            Probably not a lie, I could see a lot of weapons, of any kind. From swords to daggers, from guns to crossbows. I could choose any kind, but I still can't decide.
            "Choose carefully. Once you pick your main weapon, you won't be able to change it for at least 6 months."
            Maybe a halberd or a spear could do, I did practice with a spear before, a crescent blade spear. But I could also choose two daggers or gloves to do some enhanced hand to hand combat.
            Mmm… It's hard. I don't know what to choose.
             Probably a sword should be the best, after all, I'm at my best while I wield a sword, and in case I don't get my real self-back, it would be better to choose something that I'm proficient in, just in case. It's not like I can't change weapons after today, but it will be hard at first.
             "Kim Chundong, why are you standing still?"-Kim Soohyuk suddenly asked, waking me up from my indecisive overthinking moment.
             But Kim Chundong, or should I say Kim Hajin, seems to still be lost on his own thoughts. He was probably thinking hard about choosing a gun. Not that I blame him. He still didn't know about his authority; how could he know it would be his best choice?
             Thinking about it, I hastily went to pick a sword while he hasn't said anything. Don't want to grab any attention for me so early. You're alone on this, mate.
              "Kim Chundong."
             After the second warning, he hastily went to pick the gun and stood there looking at it. By the way, I chose a long sword, but will probably change to something else later, you can't even dual-wield with a long sword, not unless you want to get entangled mid-combo. I'm not chuuni enough to try that.

As a reader, Cristopher always looked for things that entertained him, didn't matter what the "critics" said, all that matters was his own opinion on the novel, so he started reading "The Novel's Extra", a webnovel that despicts an author who is transmigrated to his own novel. It was fun and all with its own good and bad points, really, one of his favorites novels at the end of the journey, and that's taking into account the little fact that he didn't have too many things he was able to enjoy, not in that empty shell that was called life for him... Why could someone be born like that? With a void inside, an endless void that slowly consumes oneself...

But... for better or worse... everything changed one day, the same day he woke up to discover he had the same fate of the author whose novel he just finished reading, becoming an extra in a novel, becoming The novel's extra's extra...

/Ok, now that's the description I thought of... first of all, for those of you who are reading this, if any, a few points I have to make clear:

1. I'm not an english native speaker, so if you find anything wrong in the text, please let me know, that would help me learn, and I would be thankful for that.
2. I'm writting this out of pure "enjoyment", so while I'll try to be constant, I'll not make any promises.
3. True reason why I'm writing this is because I'm going through a moderate to crippling depression right now (and no, is not because anything trully bad and horrendous happened to me, it seems to have something to do with my brain's malfuctioning, among other things), and doctors told me to try writing as I enjoy reading. So yeah, this is more like a self-help excercise, to keep myself distracted while trying to be safe from my self.
4. I choose to make a fanfiction of "The Novel's Extra" as I don't trully know how to write, and because I really loved that webnovel, though there are some points I didn't particulary liked.
5. If you see some (let's be clear, really much) self insertion on this series, well, that may be me trying to escape reality, to which I make an early warning and disclaimer, and also ask for forgiveness, as I said before, this is more of an excercise, so don't take it too serious.
6. I'll be a slow writer, as I have to still check a few things from the novel, even when I've read it like 3 or 4 times already, and because I know shit about writing a novel or a series.
7. If you get to enjoy this, then that's good, I would be glad about it, maybe even more motivated, but I don't really expect this to be any good.

Thanks to you all who may, or may not, be reading this novel./

This is already in Scribble Hub and Royal Road under the same username, well, almost, Dvelasquez, because why not, right?

10 years ago I was in Elementary school. Best friends with Olivia, going to roaring Springs from reading, choosing purple at operation school bell, Mom reading the warrior cat series to me in her bedroom.
Watching Brianna, Katlynn play supersmash bros or Zelda, where she Pretended to be links leaf. LPS, Carmal the mastermind and his henchmen with Olivia, Bree,and Chelsea. My secret hideout in the Mitsubishi car. Playing cassette tapes. Watching Disney movies with Bree up in her bedroom till we fell asleep. Playing pretend, or building Fairy or Neopet houses out of leaves and twigs. Paper doll houses for hallow kitty, or Bree covering me up and stand at the park and me smiling.

Mom taking me out to sonic when I was feeling down, Mom kissing my forehead before heading to bed, Mom bringing in a tomato the shape of a parrot head from the garden, Mom reading a princess story, where I learned about honey lasting forever, just like love. Mom and I painting the laundry room while listening to the goose girl, getting me and audiobooks. Mom reading me mean jean the recess queen or the doll maker, his creations, puppies for sale, or the one about the prince. Mom humming the near tune from beauty and the beast. Mom hugging us and telling us, "you're my prisoner!"
Eating lunches in finding her note with, 'I love you,' or her hugging monster. Mom putting all that time and effort into birthdays or holidays to know that we were special and loved. I love you mom, I love you so much. Thank you for being my mom. 
~Love Cami
P.S. 
xoxoxo

8.12.2020

My name is Camille, and this is my story. I wish it were a happier one, though it's the truth. My life has and is a journey of finding my voice, standing up tall, and moving forward.

Authors note: hello guys as you will read I mention audible near the end. But that's the thing I don't have audible for audiobooks but I use free stuff like YouTube. Don't take it the wrong way, thank you

After I woke up I asked Nicole for how long I was asleep, she told me she never realized I was asleep. It was mean, because does that mean that I look so ugly everyday. I thought I looked cute or just like a normal human being. It's sad really. But the good thing is that it seems our teacher didn't notice, she probably thought I was just lying on my desk. 
"did you do the reading" she asks out of nowhere. 
"wait what, we had reading to do?!" om shocked I think I forgot about it completely. 
"oh my gosh I can't believe you forgot about it, she'll kill you if you can't answer the questions." she laughs a little as she pats my shoulders as if I were crying. 
"shit, and that's the thing I'm already failing those quizzes. Like at least with those quizzes I read some of it." I say sighing, I never really read any of the books she assigned. I would either read a summary of the chapter online or do nothing. 
"go listen to the audio book, I mean we have a period before class." she says, as she pulls out her headphones to hand me one. I receive before popping it in my ear. 
"Do you have, audible or are you going to use YouTube?"
"YouTube, I don't really use audiobooks that often so YouTube is enough. Listen to it during class." she says standing up from the stairs. 
"thanks Dana." I thank her as I follow her out the stairway and into the hall. I'm glad she reminded me of the book if not I would have forgotten about the test and reading. 

They have problems and they don't realize it in other words.

"We're here," Kazehaya Gin announced as he stopped the SUV in front of a huge gate.
Soon, the doorway moved as servants of the Cedar Palace opened it to let them in with smiles plastered on their faces. Yuuka looked out from the window, her eyes appreciative while her mouth hung open.
"You haven't been here before?" Gin inquired lightly her as he glanced at Yuuka from the rearview mirror, before stepping on the gas to drive the car further in the courtyard.
He asked because the Cedar Palace was not entirely closed to the public. There were times when the place opened for cultural events held at the outer buildings, and most times than not, businessmen and their brood clamored to have tickets to come. Coming at the Homura House in Tokyo was, after all, a status symbol, as not all the rich people could come in so easily.
Maki Yuuka shook her head. "I'm not interested or fond of cultural shows and activities," she answered. "I'm not such a masochist that I'd suffer through something I hate just to gain connections. My father won't force me to attend such things as well since he knew I'd probably mess up."
Chiaki and Alinea who were familiar with her no holds barred mouth let out a hearty chuckle.
"Your father's wise then," Alinea commented as they arrived at the inner court, and everyone started alighting the car.
"Woah, it really feels like you're in another era in here," Yuuka commented as she eyed the huge traditional mansion.
"Don't let it fool you. The place is equipped with discreetly placed modern appliances. It's more high-tech than some of the new houses," Alinea told her.
It was true. Aside from the appearance and true age of the house, the Cedar Palace was surprisingly modernized to cater to its residents' comfort. It's just the appliances such as the air-conditioning system and others were hidden in a faux traditional exterior to keep the aesthetics of the place.
"I see," Yuuka nodded as she followed the others.
She still had no idea why she was invited here but she didn't mind. Even if she's not really interested in cultural shows and activities, she loved visiting fascinating places, and Cedar Palace was at the top of the list of intriguing places.
"Here, miss," a servant told her as she placed a pair of slippers on the wooden floor of the balcony.
Yuuka thanked her as she slipped her shoes off and wore them. She let the servant take her shoes to the side and followed the others in the receiving room. Her grandma's house, although a lot smaller than the Cedar Palace, was also a traditional Japanese house, and so she was used to places like this one.  
"Yuuka, are you busy?" Gin asked as soon as they reached the receiving room and were all seated saved for Chiaki. The latter went to look for Aki and Kazehaya Sora.  
"Well, it's the weekend tomorrow," she answered with a slight frown. "I'm just usually at home, either playing video games or listening to books."
"Huh? You listen…to books?" Alinea was confused as she racked her brains how that was possible, making the others laugh except Yuuka.
The lady pouted, looking hurt. "Why do you seem surprised? I love audiobooks," she answered.
"Oh, audiobooks," Alinea nodded, finally understanding what she meant. She was someone who hated reading but loved listening to stories so she could relate. Back in Ritz, Alistair had tried to make her read many times but ended up reading to her instead.
"So it means you have nothing important to do then?" Gin prompted and Yuuka shrugged.
"Nothing that I can think of," she answered. "I just returned from New York, so I'm not really needed at work."
"How about vacation? Can you take a leave?"
Upon hearing that, Yuuka frowned. "Yes, I can. But why? Why are you asking me these things?"
Gin shifted on his seat, before clearing his throat. "Because you might need to take one – a semi-long one."
Yuuka inclined her head; caution reflected in her eyes. "Is this related to Suzuki Daizo and my father?" she asked softly.
"Yes." It was Ryuu who answered this time.
Yuuka inhaled sharply, her hands clenched on her lap as she bravely met the Koutaishidenka's eyes.
"Then why should I leave?" Yuuka's voice came out clear and even challenging that Alinea's eyes had a glimmer of admiration in them.
For normal people, even simply hearing Ryuu's name invoked fear. But now, faced with the man himself, even if it was obvious that Yuuka was afraid of the head of the Homura House, she didn't show any signs of it.   
"If something bad involves my father – good or bad, I want to be present," Yuuka stated. "I'm not saying I will side with him if he did or does something wrong, but if it's the case, I would like to try my best to at least reason with him. I am his only child, after all."
Alinea wanted to verbally agree with Yuuka. If it were her, she wouldn't want to leave her father as well. But she knew that beyond the surface, there was another set of reasons for this. Because if not, her uncle wouldn't bother dealing with it himself, much less her husband.   
"We understand," Gin nodded. "But we're afraid we cannot really let you intervene," he continued, eliciting another sharp intake of breath from Yuuka.
But before she could protest, Gin signaled for the servant who waited on the side to bring his laptop, and he placed it on the table. Everyone's eyes focused on the open screen where a video was playing.
Alinea was curious as well, and so she inched closer to Yuuka so she could see clearly. When she did, her eyes bulged, disbelief was written all over her face as she transferred her gaze from the screen towards her husband and uncle then back to the screen again to continue watching.
"What's this…"
Yuuka's voice trailed off as the screen showed a video of a girl standing next to a car where men that looked like thugs got out from. The girl was pretty but her eyes had a menacing look in them. There was no sound but they could clearly see what was happening.
The men left the girl, but then one of the men suddenly came flying and slammed against the windshield of the car, shattering the glass. The pretty girl was not even fazed. Instead, she looked enraged and more so when a pipe suddenly came flying her way, embedding itself against her shoulder and she screamed.
Everything looked normal in the sense that it was humanly possible and explainable, but the following events were not. Yuuka watched with her face turning horrified by the second as the girl screamed in agony while three dark heads with hollow faces came out of her screaming mouth.
They watched as the girl's body started convulsing as more of the black things tried to get out of her body but couldn't. In the end, the girl's flesh fused with the plethora of the shadows and they evolved into a spider-like demon.
"What is this? Is this a movie?" Yuuka asked weakly, as she tried to put a semblance of a smile of her face, but gave up when she saw that no one was smiling back. "What?"
"I'm afraid it's real."
It was Alinea who answered, and Yuuka turned to her as if she was insane. "This video is actually surveillance footage. That girl…" she said as she pointed at the girl who turned into a monster. "Her name's Okada Koharu, my ex-classmate."  


She was the Princess who had to die…

Alinea, beloved Princess of Ritz, and celebrated heroine of the recently concluded Immortal War was betrayed and killed for political reasons.  However, death did not come. She found herself waking up in modern-day Tokyo, in the body of a girl, named, Suzuki Ara, the most hated antagonist of all.  

He was the Prince who had to live…

Homura Ryuu, heir of the most influential family in Japan was forced to be engaged to Ara since birth, due to a family curse. He could only marry and have children with the woman mentioned in the prophecy, else his bloodline would die out. 

Fated…

The Prince and Princess from different worlds, where revenge, hatred, conspiracy and strive for power prevailed, found each other in the most unexpected turn of events.  Was this a coincidence? Maybe not. For two souls destined for each other meet regardless of time and circumstance. It's called fate...


PLEASE DO NOT SPAM THIS BOOK. I REQUEST FOR EVERYONE TO SHOW RESPECT & AVOID EXP REVIEWS. 
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Ara elbowed Ryuu in the rib. "Darling, you are scaring the people away. Learn how to smile."

"Darling, if I smile, they will totally forget why they exist," Ryuu countered smugly, so Ara had no choice but to sigh in defeat. There's no sense making sense with this stubborn husky anyway.

Well, he kind of had a point anyway…

Ara looked towards the nurse's station where nurses kept bumping into each other or hitting the tables and making things fall because they were busy giving Ryuu demure glances.

"See? They get distracted like that with me not smiling – what more if I do?"Ryuu told her with amusement in his voice. Then again, mischief danced in his blue gaze and he finally sent one bright smile the nurses' way.

CRASH!

BANG!

Ara watched as chaos ensued in the station and she quickly pulled the naughty husky to the side and gave him a glare.

"What? Who told me to smile?" he asked her innocently.

"I did okay? It's my fault," Ara told him as she dragged him away.

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Hello and welcome to Chapter 2! Now a few announcements. After the "Before Hogwarts" arc as I will refer to this I will be taking a break to plan out the first year. I will try to do 3 chapters a week but no guarantees. I have decided to dual host this on both Fanfiction and Webnovel. I am going to start listening to the Stephen Fry version of the audiobooks while reading the Bloomsbury Edition of the books. Now I am American, so I grew up on the Scolastic Edition and the Jim Dale audiobooks so this will be a new experience. By the way if you add up the length of the copies of the Stephen Fry version I got they are 5 days, 5 hours, 13 minutes, 18 seconds long.
Thanks to Dadaoist on Webnovel for recommending cover images. If anyone has one they think is better let me know. It has to be 600x800 or able to be cropped/resized to that due to the Webnovel not let anything of a different size be used. Also, this should be obvious, but it needs to be free to use.
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"So where in London are we moving," asked a young boy of Japanese descent. He is eleven years old but more developed than your typical eleven year old boy. He is about 5'2" and, despite his age, is built like a runner with obvious muscle. This comes from the fact that he trains in body weight exercises and runs daily. He has shoulder-length somewhat spiky hair, a healthy natural tan from all his time outside, and black eyes. He wears a pair of black shorts, a red t-shirt, a pair of gray running shoes, and a pair of wireless head phones around his neck. This is Ichigo Ookami.
"It's called Privet Drive, and it's not in London but Little Whinging and is south of London. When we get there you have to go to talk to a family called the Dursleys. They are raising a boy named Harry, who is the son of Petunia Dursley's late sister. Dumbledore figures that due to their hatred of the magical world they won't let the boy attend Hogwarts. It also seems they believe that by abusing and neglecting the boy he won't develop he magic," said Lupa.
"You can't be serious! These people are obviously morons and seem like the muggle version of those blood supremacists within the wizarding community. They probably believe that those who use magic are freaks and use violence to try to get rid of it."
"True they are bad, but unlike the blood supremacists they don't do anything like murder. They just beat and abuse this boy and ignore the fact that magic exists."
"Okay, so what's the plan? Want me to go over, knock on the door, then show my claws and fangs and threaten to rip their throats out if the don't let this Harry boy attend Hogwarts?"
"Hahaha! While I believe that would be the fastest way to do this you can't. Just go over, tell them the dangers of what they are doing, and the reason the boy needs to be trained. He is the same Harry that survived being attacked by Voldemort by the way."
"Ah. That puts them in a lot of danger. Lucius and the rest of those who bought their way out of being sent to Azkaban would love either kill him. As for these idiots, I'll tell them about obscurials and that he could develop into one if they make a wrong move. I'll also tell them how the lackeys of the man who killed the boys parents might come after them. But what should I tell them to convince them to let him continue living there?"
"Harry's mother used Sacrificial Protection on him when she died. As a result they are protected from being found as long as he is there. Dumbledore also set up wards to protect them, but without a magical person there to passively give them power regularly they will break after a year. As for obscurials, they only form when a person has a trauma related to magic, but they never told him about it and he never noticed so how could he become one?"
"They don't know that, or have to. I'll tell them that he would become an obscurial if he doesn't learn to control his magic from a young age. That's why they start at eleven years old."
"Okay then. Oh we're here."
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The next day, 2 Privet Drive
Ichigo and Lupa unloaded all their luggage. Luckily Dumbledore had arranged for their belongings to be unpacked for them and the home furnished before they arrived. Ichigo is looking out the window, watching as all the children head off to their last day of school before summer break. He watches in shock as an extremely fat kid causes the bus to visibly lower just by getting on it. The fatty was followed by a very scrawny boy with taped up glasses.
"So that's Harry, huh. The fatass must be his cousin. Now I better head over before Vernon leaves for work."
Ichigo heads over and knocks on the door of 4 Privet Drive and a fat man with a stern face and a briefcase opens it.
"What do you need? I don't have money for beggars."
"I'm not a beggar Vernon Dursley. I was sent here to speak to you and that wife of yours about your nephew, Harry Potter," Ichigo says letting his eyes glow.
Vernon becomes scared from the glowing eyes and falls backwards.
"Your going to want to call in sick today Vernon. Now call Petunia over. I have no idea how she didn't notice the minor earthquake you just cause by falling," Ichigo says while walking into the house.
"GET OUT! Get out right now! We want nothing to do with your kind!"
"Vernon, what's going on!"
A blond woman with an unnaturally long neck comes out to see what's happening. But she shrieks when she sees the boy with glowing eyes.
"Why hello there, Petunia. We need to talk. Well I will be doing most of the talking, and unless you want your tongues removed you will listen without interupting. Now let's sit down while Vernon calls in sick."
Ichigo makes his way to the living room while ignoring the couple. The couple decides that it would be best to listen after hearing the threat.
"So here's the deal, I just moved in next door and will be watching you. On July 1 Harry will receive his acceptance letter from Hogwarts and you will let him attend. Now I know you don't want to let him, but this is for your safety as much as it is his. You see if you don't let him go he won't be able to control his magic. Now, unlike what you believe, magic becomes stronger over time and the speed at which the power grows at the fastest rate is between the ages of eleven and eighteen. If he doesn't go then by the time he is thirteen he will turn into an obscurial. If that happens, you and your son will die."
He stops to let that sink in, watching as their faces pale.
"But that's not the only risk. The man that killed Harry's parents had followers. These same followers want to kill Harry but can't. The reason for they can't is because of the wards Dumbledore, the headmaster of Hogwarts, put up on your house as well as the protection Lily put on Harry when she died. The wards will only work if a witch or wizard live here since they need magic to power them. Without Harry they would break after a year. Also Lily's protection extends to both Petunia and Dudley until Harry's seventeenth birthday as they are his blood relatives. As for you Vernon, your screwed.
"Now, when they get home you will let Harry move into the third bedroom, the one where you have Dudley keep what he doesn't use anymore. You will also start to treat him right. Get him some new clothes, glasses, and lessen the chore load you have on him and give some to Dudley and do some yourself. I will be checking on him. I will come by in mid-July to take Harry to get his school supplies and again to take him to the train to school on August 1. Now if you don't do what I say… Oops almost forgot that I'm not allowed to threaten unless necessary. Now nod if you understand."
They start nodding so fast that it looks like they're trying to shake their heads off.
"Okay then I will be going. Oh and don't try to run away. We wizards are capable of easily tracking where Harry is with great detail."
Ichigo gets up and leave the terrified couple to their own thoughts.

I suck at summaries so bear with me. The MC is one of the last lycans (read the Premise and Info chapter and chapter zero for more details on that). He was enrolled at Hogwart's and now has to survive being in the same year as Harry Potter and his growing werewolf abilities.
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Tripp was standing still, breathing heavily....
I can see!!!
Being in utter darkness, he just thought he was still blind, but there was a light shining right in front of him right now. 
"Haha, now I know I'm definitely dead' he said, laughing nervously at his situation.
If he was dead and this was a new world, he was happy, but he couldn't help and feel sad at his unavenged death.
He remembered lying there in the cold basement where his own parents had left him. He remembered how his sister would bring her friends down there to see the "freak" they hid in the basement. They would come in and have a look at the starved blind cripple or hide around the room before throwing things at him. 
One particular birthday, his sister came with her friends, and this time she brought some extremely extravagant food. He remembered how fragrant the food was, and he was drooling.. then she put the food in the hallway furthers away from his room and told him to crawl. 
He made his way until he could feel the heat coming from the plate, and when he was soo close to finally tasting the food, she and her friends laughed as they took the food away and went to feed it to the pets.
slapping his cheeks hard, he snapped himself out of his memories
"It doesn't matter anymore. None of that matters; I just need to keep going and live free from any restraints." he smiled as he started at the source of the light.
"Not sure if I should follow it? Nothing good ever comes out of following the random light, at least not in any of the audiobooks I listened to, but on the other hand, what choice do I have? I can't remain in this darkness forever." steeling his nerves, he slowly walked up to it.
It was a thin gold thread that was part of the flooring, shining brightly in the darkness.
He followed the gold thread for a while before it multiplied, and there were two more, and soon, it increased again. This time it wasn't only on the floor but on the high ceiling.
"This better be leading me out of here or to where I meet a crowd standing waiting to receive their new powers", laughing excitedly as he started jogging. 
The darkness seemed to be slowly defusing as the golden threads continued to multiply; soon, the golden threads had taken over, and very few dark purple ones could be seen on the floor.
He kept following the bright threads excitedly as this was the only change in this eternal darkness that he had been in for months.
He was no longer in the open space but was now in a long hallway covered top to bottom with gold and purple threads.
As he turned back, all he could see was the darkness he had left further back. It now looked like a giant purple dome. 
"Was that where I was?"
"had I walked that far."
It wasn't black but purple? Or purple to black,
"No time to waste, can't be late, or I will end up with the worst abilities. Let's see where this goes," he said as he turned forward and kept walking...

The purple threads remained intertwined with the gold when gradually, a light blue one was introduced to the now bright gold floor.
"A third thread," he said as he crouched to get a better look
"It looks exactly like the first one, except for the colour."
The blue thread pulsed the same way as the others.
"Not sure what all this means, but it's better than running around in the  darkroom." 
The hallways kept going, and the further he went, the brighter the threads got, and they even pulsed more.
At the end of the hallway, a door appeared. Tripp had finally reached the end of the beginning of his new life, or so he thought.
"Yes!!!" Tripp shouted out excitedly.
"The door to my new world!! I couldn't care about what ability I get or what world I get sent to, as long as my body works and I can enjoy my freedom!!"
Tripp was breathing heavily. After living the life he had, anything would be better. He wouldn't mind being poor, and he wouldn't even mind doing hard labour. He just wanted his freedom more than anything.
He picked up his pace as his eyes were now fixed on the door in front of him. He hadn't noticed that the threads started changing colour, slowly going darker and darker.
He was now almost halfway through the hallway when his senses told him something wasn't right.
Tripp looked down, only to find the threads were moving towards a particular spot.
He followed the colourful threads with his eyes, only to see something rise from the spot they had all converged.
The different colour threads seemed to intertwine as they raised from the ground, going higher and higher until they slowly started forming a shape.

"What the hell is going on now?" he said in shock. 
The shape was slowly turning into the form of a person.
The person was purple, entirely purple, With long hair that touched the ground. 
Tripp froze.....
The purple person was facing the other way, so all he could see was his back. 
"I should probably run away, but if I go back towards the darkness, I will probably die." he thought to himself.
"Maybe this is a test. If I can get past him and get through the door, I will be safe?" 
Before he could make a decision, the purple person turned and looked at him. 
Tripp's jaw dropped 
The person staring at him had purple eyes that shown with bright gold, blue and silver colours. It looked like he had a galaxy in his eyes.
The purple person started sauntering towards him.
Tripp tried taking a step backwards, but he couldn't. He looked down only to realise his feet were covered with the purple threads, and they were snaking their way up his legs.
"Shit!! I need to get out of this; I cannot fail here."
Tripp looked up only to see the shinney purple eyes less than 10 inches away from his face. The purple person stood right in front of him, looking at him with a weird twisted smile.
Tripp threw a punch without thinking, but his hand struck something mid-air. A purple outline of an arm seemed to come into existence. He was shocked and looked back at the person in front of him who was still laughing. Soon three more arms seemed to appear behind him.
"F**k!! What is this?"
"8 arms? is this person human?"
The figure grabbed onto him with all arms, as the threads were now coming from the eight hands and wrapping up his face and mouth.
"Mmmmm"
"Mmmmmm" Tripp tried his best shouting, but his face was now completely wrapped with purple threads, making him look like a neon mummy on Halloween and the only sound he could make came out muffled.
The weird threads seemed to increase in speed as they covered his entire body.
"Is this it?"
"Have I failed? Am I going to be reincarnated as a spider, a snail...
his thoughts were running wild while he lay still in his purple cacoon.
Time went by slowly, and his energy was gradually being depleted as he found himself falling asleep.
Tripp woke up to find himself in the familiar darkness, but this time it was different. There was a statue of the same person he had met earlier.
It was dark, but he could see it clearly as eight balls of light inlaid in the statue were shining brightly, covering it with different hues of light.
"This is getting super weird?"
"Who was that? and where the hell am I now?"
"Am I dead, and this is Limbo? were the gods give me new powers and sent me off on an adventure as they did in the audiobooks I used to listen to?"
He didn't bother thinking too much and slowly walked up to the shining statue.
The person stood with six arms coming out from his back, each holding a sphere of light. The topmost arm on the right was holding a globe that had a fire burning brightly in it.
The hand on the left had one that had a storm of lightning.
His standard two arms were held up to his chest open flat, holding two different orbs. The right arm held a shining purple sphere, and it looked like it had a whole galaxy circling in it.
"Do these spheres of light have something to do with the threads I saw earlier?"

With nothing else left to do, he decided to take the risk. 
"Guess there is no Otherworldly guide here."
He stretched out his arm to touch the purple sphere when his vision turned white, and he felt himself falling.

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Subject 9 awakening

Tripp was born into one of the Major Houses that was part of the world government, but in an age where humanity had almost reached the singularity he was born with an incurable disease leaving him blind and crippled from the waist below. Abandoned by his family in the basement of their massive mansion he slowly succumbs to death, but what awaited him wasn't what he expected, he woke up to find himself Subject X0-9. He was now being experimented on by the worlds leading scientist.

Hi, I decided to make a YouTube channel and posed audiobooks on it. So be sure to check out the first Chapter of Ignited, The Fall of The Rising Hero now as an audio on my reading channel. 
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In a world were superpowers are the norm and being a superhero is a government job our protagonist Phoenix (or known by his hero name Ignited) gets experimented on and gets his powers taken away when he crosses paths with Quixotic a mad scientist he used to bully in high school because he was born powerless. Now with his literal firepower gone as well as his hero status because of it, Phoenix becomes a vigilante consumed by revenge.

Story written by Jordan Jennings.
Book Cover done by Kelsea Dove.

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