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 

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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.

Tank Draining 5%….0%
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. 
 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4x093AS-dpk&t=1s

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.

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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The next week or so I fall into a routine where I spend most of my time reading the horrible braille books and listening to audio books. It's ok but I miss reading actual books and doing something other than tracing over dots in books and listening to audiobooks. Most of them are shit apart from Harry Potter and I hate it, not Harry Potter but reading books like this. But it's the only thing I can do apart from listening to the tv with the audio description on. I only leave my room at the moment for dinners where Loki joins me and we chat but it's not for long. He doesn't like to talk too much about his past and I feel too low to talk about mine.
Honestly, I just want to end it all. I want to die and end my suffering. I see no point in living when I can't have a career or enjoy anything that I used to do. I can't have a career as I can't write or experiment in labs like I used to do. Listening to audio books are shit as the voices put you to sleep and I can't read properly. Instead I get these horrible braille books which are weird to read and it ruins the whole point of reading. And I can't see a thing unless I use my freaky magical abilities but all I can see is white lines which shows barely an outline. Plus I cannot use my abilities since I don't know how to use them, just control to a certain extent and I hate them. They have made me a blind freak and I just want to die. I don't care how strong my magic is. I am still blind and weak and I have no idea how to use my powers.
It's another day and I've official had enough with living. I've decided to go to the swimming pool so I can decide whether today is the day or whether I should just mess with my freak abilities. I am tempted to do both so I am. I have already began manipulating the water so it makes the water solid so I can walk across it without sinking or falling into the water.
Taking a breath, I move across the water using my magic to keep it solid before I sit down and pull out the razor I brought with me. If I just let go of my powers right now, I will fall into the water and I could let myself drown. Or I could cut my wrists and then fall, either way I could die and end my suffering. Just die and end my pathetic existence. I hate being blind, I hate my non-existent future and I hate these powers that I don't even know how to use properly. Would anyone care if I let go?
I look at the outline of the blade in my hand and I bring it over my wrist, feeling the temptation and I want to die so badly. I want my suffering to end, no more pain. I can't stand being alive if I have to live like this with nothing to live for and no reason to carry on. I'm weak and blind and pathetic.
I'm about to cut my wrist when a voice speaks up, nearly breaking my concentration, "What the hell are you doing?!!"
Instantly I look up in the direction of the door and I can see the outline of Loki standing there. I'm surprised he is here as he normally spends most of the day in his room but I guess he felt my magic and was curious? But now he has seen me about to kill myself and I have no idea what to say.
I drop the blade, razor landing on the water beside me, "Loki I…" I stop speaking, not sure what to say.
"You have magic?" He asks as he moves closer to the pool, closer to me.
"It's a horrid side effect of the accident, it gave me this… magic. I can control elements, speak telepathically, move things telekinetic and probably more. I can't really use it well." I find myself looking at the razor, knowing where the blade is on it, "Made me a freak. A blind freak."
"Katrina…"
I look at him, "What are you doing here Loki? You never leave your room."
He reaches the edge of the pool, "I could hear your mind screaming out and feel your magic and frankly I was worried. And then I come in here to find you… find you like this... please tell me you weren't going to kill yourself?"
I find myself grabbing the razor, "I was going to…" I put the razor over my wrist, "And frankly I still want to."
"Please don't." Loki begs, surprising me.
I give him a look, "Why not? I want to die. I want to die so badly. I honestly wished I died in that accident as living like this is driving me mad and… now I am just a blind freak."
"You are not a freak to me." He tells me, "You are the kindest and strongest woman I know. I know you are in pain but please don't do this. You are my best friend and I care about you. Your magic isn't something to hate. Please don't do this."
My hand is shaking, "You care about me?"
"You're the only person here I can tolerate." He says, which makes us both chuckle, "Off course I care about you so please don't do this. Please Katrina. I don't want you to die."
I feel the temptation and I want to but I can't get what Loki said out of my mind. He cares about me, he does and he thinks so much of me. He really is the god of mischief with a silver tongue. He's making me want to lower the razor but I keep thinking about those horrible powers and my blindness.
He speaks again, "Katrina if it's your magic you are worried about, I can teach you how to use it and even how to defend yourself. Blind or not, I can show you your life is worth living. Please Katrina don't do this. I will even run across this water to stop you if I must. Just don't do this, please."
There are tears in my eyes as I give in, throwing away the razor and I hear Loki sign in relief. I let the tears roll down my cheeks as I try to calm down, taking deep breaths but I feel like I could break down any moment. But I don't want to lose concentration and fall into the water.
I take a breath, "You really do have a silver tongue."
This makes him chuckle, "I will take that as a compliment." I smile at that, "Come here Katrina. I will risk getting wet to come and get you."
I nod before carefully getting to my feet, making sure I keep my concentration on the water as I go over to him. The moment I reach him, I stop using my magic and the water relaxes. There are tears in my eyes and I am standing right in front of him.
"Come here." He says and I feel his arms around me.
Giving in, I move closer to him and he hugs me, holding me tightly. I bury my head in his chest and I break down in his arms, Loki comforting me. Him whispering soothing words to reassure me that everything will all be ok and I didn't know Loki had this side to him. So comforting and warm. He makes me feel better about myself and I want to believe that life can get better. I want to. Maybe if I did learn about my magic and he taught me how to use it, I might feel better about myself.
I've finally stopped crying but he hasn't let me go. Just let me rest in his arms on the floor beside the pool and hold me as I calm down.
"Have you told your brother how you feel?"
I shake my head, "I couldn't. He blamed himself for the accident and he has done everything possible to make my life better. Given me everything to make my life easier and I honestly would have rather died in that accident then be alive. I can't have a career, I can't enjoy my hobbies and I can't see anything which is driving me mad….. sorry, sorry. I don't mean to… I didn't want you to see me like that."
He shakes his head, "Don't apologise, just don't. I don't know how bad your accident was but you lost your sight. It takes time to get over something so traumatic… I would know, I have been there in a way. But you are not a freak for being blind or for having magic. Your natural magic is powerful and isn't something you should hate."
"Natural magic?"
"Yeah I sense your magic coming from your soul. I expect you just unlocked your magical power during your accident instead of learning naturally like I did." He tells me, "You already had your magic, you just didn't know."
This catches me off guard and I think for second, not quite believing it. I already had magical powers and I never knew. The accident just unlocked them and I have hated them so much for having them because of it and yet I already had them. Just didn't know.
I nod, not quite believing it, "I already had magic…"
He rubs my back, "Your magic is a part of you and like I said, I will gladly help you learn how to use it."
I look at him surprised, "You want to teach me?"
He shrugs, "Well since I am stuck here, I may as well do something useful and magic is one thing that I am good at. You're my friend and I care about you. So let me help you with your magic? As your magic is a gift and I want to show you how amazing it can be."
This makes me smile, "Yeah I would like that… thank you Loki, for stopping me and for comforting me."
He holds me tighter, "I just didn't want my new best friend to die."
"Still, thanks."
"You're welcome." He whispers, "I am glad I could help."
We spend the rest of the day together with Loki helping me connect with my magic and for the first time since my accident, I haven't hated my powers. If anything I enjoyed it and I felt myself embracing this side of me which I rather like. I'm glad Loki turned up when he did otherwise I think I would have killed myself and I would have regretted it. He is right, I have people who care about me and my magic shouldn't be hated or feared anymore. Its apart of me, a part of me.
After a few hours, Loki helps me make dinner so I don't have to use Jarvis and I just tell him what to do and how. He doesn't seem to mind and after the lasagne is cooked, we eat together on the sofa for a change and it's nice. I feel a bit better now that I can connect with my magic and that I know I am not alone, everything feels a bit easier. I can do this. I can do this.
"You seem more relaxed." Loki says as we finish dinner, "Your mind isn't screaming out."
I shrug, "I don't feel like a freak anymore even with the blindness."
"You never were a freak." He tells me, "You will be ok and I will show you how to use your magic and all the things you can do. Your life will get better."
I force a smile, "I hope so."
Then he asks, "What else did you do? Your job? Your hobbies? Is there really none of it that you can do?"
"Not really. I used to work in a lab studying all the sciences of the world so can't do that but I loved writing as well. Wrote too many books but can't really do that either. Most I can do is read but the braille books are horrible and I ran out of audiobooks." I tell him, "I guess I will find something to do."
"Braille books?" He asks, sounding confused.
I nod, "Yeah they are books for blind people. You basically feel the letters so you know the words but it takes forever and the books are not the best."
He shakes his head, or I think he does, "Those are not books. No books that I have heard off and I love books. What is your favourite book? Out of all the ones you have read?"
"Mmm I love Shakespeare's books like Hamlet, Coriolanus, Macbeth or anything by Arthur Conan Doyle, sherlock ones are amazing especially Study in Scarlett and Return of Sherlock Holmes. Not to forget Harry Potter books are legendary." I say, going on and on, "There are so many books, I could go on forever."
This makes him chuckle, "You love books like I do…" I see his hand move and I think he has summonsed something but I can't tell with the lines, "Study in Scarlett, fascinating, detective novel. Let me read it to you."
I look at him surprised, "Loki you don't have to."
"I insist." He states, "There is no way you are missing out on your favourite stories."
With that I give in and move closer to Loki so I'm shoulder to shoulder with him and listen to him as he begins reading. It's quite soothing listening to his voice and hearing him tell one of my favourite stories. I end up resting my head on his shoulder as he keeps reading and I'm so relaxed. It's lovely and yet the hours have ticked by and I'm tired. It's extremely late but I don't want to stop listening and Loki is being so nice to me. So charming and I don't want to move.
He hears me yawn and stops, "We will continue tomorrow. You need to rest."
I nod, sitting up properly, "Thank you Loki, you really didn't have to do that for me but listening to you was very soothing."
"I'm pleased to hear it, you seemed to relax." He says, sounding pleased, "Do you need help to your room?"
I shake my head as we stand up, "No I'm ok, thanks though and thanks for today."
"You're most welcome Katrina."
He kisses my hand, making me giggle before I leave him be and go into my room. I shut the door and change before collapsing into bed. Falling into a deep sleep where I am greeted by pleasant dreams and I feel at peace. Feel at peace for the first time in 3 years.

Her name is Katrina Stark and she is Tony's younger sister. She has had the life people dream off, being born into a life luxury and following all of her dreams. That was until 3 years ago when an accident in a lab caused her to lose her sight, plunging her world into darkness. 
Now blind, she is struggling to cope with not being able to see as well as the magical powers she gained due to the accident. But even with this mystical gift, she doesn't see a future for herself with nothing but darkness to light her way and no chance of having a normal life. Having a career or finding love. 
Just as she loses hope, she moves into Stark Tower only to discover the mysterious Loki has been banished and is staying on her floor. A spark ignites and she is thrown into a world of magic, secrets, love and lies. Her life changes in a thousand ways and yet there is only one thing for certain, it all began with the God Of Mischief.
'Beauty is through the Eye of the Beholder. I was told that when I was a child by my mother but I didn't really want to know what she meant. But a part of me always thought she meant that you fall in love with someone, for not just their beauty, but their personality. Their spirit. Which to me made me believe that beauty is seen differently by everyone and right now, I want to believe that. I want to believe that more than anything. As I fear like many things I have lost, love could be one of them and I hope that isn't true.'

(I do not own Marvel or any of the characters in it. I only own Katrina, any characters I've created and my own storyline.)

Also being published on Wattpad, CRCECL

-Davids POV-

I have always loved Oliver like my sister but since i learned what it means to be a man I started avoiding her lately.

I was growing older, with beards, a height that made me look down on people not for the reason that they were irrelevant but for the reason that i was actually tall.

I started dating since i was fourteen because i did not know that i was supposed to wait till i was eighteen.

My teen hormones just kept pushing me to do irresponsible things with girls.

Oliver has always been an amazing person to talk to even so she was visually impaired I could not help but notice other amazing things about her.

She was a light chocolate stunning beauty hidden in the house by her mum due to her condition for her own protection.

Her mum was strict on me bringing my other friends along with me to see her and once I understood why her mum started pushing me away, i burnt all the leeches off.

On the other hand, Oliver was something else, the government approved home teaching for her and i could not be more impressed as her outstanding results.

She was surely too intelligent and spent all her free time reading educational audiobooks which turned her into the genius that she is now although i suspect her being weird.

They was a time I tried sneaking up on her but she called me right before i even started.

That did not happen once but every time i tried to scare her which all failed.

She was a perfect woman to me and i could not ignore the likening i was beginning to like about her body.

Even her voice was precious to me and I try my best to make her know that she is a special person to me.

My dad once followed my car to know where i usually go to in the evening and on discovering it he was furious about me being a friend to a blind girl.

But what he failed to remember about Oliver is that she was the same person that he once used to call beautiful and was the best friend of her father, Johnson.

Since her father died and she lost her eyes many people say its the curse of the gods but i know that it is not any of that because she got blind as a result of an accident.

I didn't know what exactly happened to her but i can tell that she must have hit her face or whole hard at something hard like a rock to have gotten that illness.

I wish i could make her see me, I wish i could tell her that i loved her looking into her beautiful eyes but could this wish of mine ever came through.

My mum later explained to my dad about the relationship he had with her parents and that is the reason he lets me come over to her house to stay with her but now that he knows how stubborn i can be, he doesn't care much about it anymore.

Since all these years I have dated many girls that rush me because they all love the fact that I come from a rich family.

Oliver, on the other hand, tries to show how interested she is in me even so she is blind and all these beautiful qualities kept attracting me to her and I couldn't help it but visit.

My first girlfriend was her but it wasn't that serious since we were still kids then, i just told her that I loved her and the reason why she should not play with other boys but only me when she could see and she funnily listened to my words.

My mum loves her not just for the fact that she's beautiful with basic women qualities but for the reason that Oliver once fed me in my times of hunger and when my mum discovered it... I thought she would be mad at me or at Oliver but she was so happy to have met Oliver and had seen Oliver's kind act from afar before she even came close.

As the years passed by Oliver kept telling me about what happened the day she lost her father and I couldn't help it but be interested in listening to what she has to say.

"My dad is the ocean and I have to meet him" we're here words and I tried to believe that she was mentally stable as her words were too fantastic like to just believe.

Her story of the experience she had at the beach sounded so true because it packed loopholes since lies are the only thing that is capable of having loopholes I had to believe her words cause she was already special to me.

I finally man up and came to see Oliver even so I felt jealous of her being educated at her whilst i have to go to school every day.

I was now seated next to her hoping that she was okay and she confessed that she is and it was then something pushed time after her mum had excused I and her to have a conversation.

I shifted closer to her just to get a closer picture of her beautiful face and it was then that i got stuck in a love circle.

I was deeply staring instead of staring and it was supposed to feel awkward at first but it did not feel like that at all.

I arranged her hair behind her eyes thinking if the only thing that kept making my baby Oliver sad and she tells me that same word to my face again... "I don't think I'd follow you out because of my condition," she says after I asked her if she was going to go out with me without her mum's knowledge.

But something else kept dragging me towards her lips, they was something different about today and no matter how I tried to avoid it, it just couldn't let me go.

I kissed her so deeply as I dragged her into myself but as footsteps approached us, I released her and sat properly.

It was then that I understood why my relationship with other girls never worked out.

It was because... The person I have always loved is Oliver Johnson, my best friend.

Oliver Johnson is a Nigerian girl who is visually impaired and lost her father in a deadly attack by strange water creatures, although everyone believes her stories are tails of her childhood imaginations but all these is about to change when Oliver discovers that she can communicate to sea creatures and can see underwater.

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