He died and thought that it was the end of his life. But he was surprised to wake up in a strange new world, with a powerful system inside his head.

Sadly for him, everything did not go exactly as he had hope and was forced to suffer for ten years. On his special day, something special also happened.

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Not A Chapter


I opened my eyes and the first thing that came to my sight is light. The light is taking me away. Wait, no. It's just an artificial light above me. I observed the surroundings and noticed that I'm in a hospital.
What day is it now? Tsk, I need to check the calendar. Oh my god, there's no calendar here.
I gazed at the table and saw my phone. Who the f will leave my phone here? I mean—someone can steal this anytime. Stupid minds.
There's no doctor who informed me that no phones allowed for patients. So I'm going to use this no matter what.
I checked the date and it's already 2 months passed. For sure, my best friend didn't miss me. However, I'm still going to inform that little weirdo that I'm freakin' alive.
I opened the camera and took a shot of myself. I sent it to my best friend and added some caption.
'Btch, I'm alive.'
She replied immediately.
'Btch, I'm reading.'
As usual, she's reading again. Maybe she bought another book and read it immediately, leaving behind those unread books on her shelf.
Wait, did I forget my name? No, yeah no. It's NO-ONE-SO-SHUT-UP. What a clever name. I don't want to see my parents again.
~*~
It's been weeks after I woke up from a coma for over 2 months. I didn't expect that I would survive. My characters just gave me a second chance to live. However, I will not stop killing more characters. Those characters that I will kill are already useless for the next chapters. I don't want to ruin my career so I pity those characters.
Type, type, type, and someone fictional died.
I sighed. I remembered the day I secretly visited my best friend, MIND-YO-OWN-BUSINESS, in their house. She's laying on the floor and whimpering. I saw my book in her room so I guess, she read it and finished it recently. I also came up with the conclusion that maybe her favorite character was killed by me. I didn't have the guts to show up to her for the reason that she might kill me.
My phone rang. My best friend is calling me. I answered it even though I know she will curse me. It's harmless though. Unless, she's on her way to my house, getting ready to slap me a book 360 degrees or maybe splash me some cold water like we always do.
"What are you doin'?" she asked.
"Having a tea with someone evil." I'm referring to the mass genocide here in my fictional story. Yah, I know. I'm just a merciless and weirdo writer who committed fictional mass genocide. I'm not that harsh as everybody thinks.
"Okay." She dropped the call without even saying goodbye.
And geez, I saw the google icon. Goodness! It's been days since I'm fighting procrastination. No, it's been freakin' weeks! I finished nothing because of this freakin' procrastination. I hate procrastination but I think I'm having a WAP (Writer's Ability to Procrastinate) and I hate that to the highest level—
A new plot came to my mind. Goodness, goodness, goodness! That plot is awesome but I'm not yet finished with this story I'm working on! Why is the world so cruel at me? Why? Somebody care to answer?
Moments later, I started scrolling on Twitter, watch youtube videos, and forgot about the chapter that should write. Readers are already begging for an update but the inner me is saying,  "just ignore them." Now, I hate myself.

She is just a normal writer until a mishap happened. After she woke up in a coma, nothing changed. She continues to procrastinate since it's her only ability.

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          A strange creature is floating in the colorless space. This creature has the appearance of an eyeball, but its similarity with an eyeball stops here. Most of the creature's metallic black surface is covered by glowing circuitry lines that merge into its neon blue iris, and the color of this creature's iris is the same as the color of those circuitry lines. This creature has a light yellow pupil in the center of its iris, which is blinking in a steady interval.
          At first glance, this creature seems like a nightmarish creature that comes out of a sci-fi movie, but this creature is actually the supreme being in [Fictional Realm]. This creature is called [Administrator] and its purpose is to manage the circulation of [resource] that keeps the [Fictional Realm] stable and existing indefinitely.
          [Fictional Realm] is the name of a metaphysical realm made from mankind's collective subconscious thoughts and their beliefs about fiction. It is both illusory and reality, existing as both matter and dream.
          As the manager of the [Fictional Realm], [Administrator] dwells in the centermost of this imaginary universe. Although it never left its dwelling, [Administrator] always knows what happens in [Fictional Realm] because it is omniscient. And with [Administrator]'s authority in this imaginary universe, [Administrator] is also omnipotent. Of course, [Administrator]'s power is limited to this imaginary universe alone.
          With that, [Administrator] is an existence akin to God. No... [Administrator] is the God of this imaginary universe. It is the absolute supreme being above all overpowered fictional characters that were ever being created by mankind's ideas. And despite [Administrator]'s power is absolute, it doesn't mean [Administrator] is without an equal, and truth be told, there exists a threat against its existence…
          The natural counter of [Fictional Realm] and [Administrator] — created by the jaded thought and realistic outlook of mankind who was disillusioned by their harsh reality, an existence called [Oblivion] is the natural counter of [Fictional Realm]. Although they were made from the collective subconscious of mankind, which means they share a similar origin, [Oblivion] has an advantage against [Fictional Realm] and [Administrator] because of its conceptual nature — [Oblivion] exists only to erase the [Fictional Realm], a nature that presented a gross disadvantage for [Administrator] and its imaginary universe that wants to preserve their existence.
          [Administrator] has tried countless attempts to fight off the advance of [Oblivion], and yet all [Administrator]'s attempts met with utter failure. [Administrator] has sent off the strongest characters — heroes, antiheroes, and villains — from each fictional world within [Fictional Realm], but those characters ended up as insignificant nuisances against the [Oblivion], which devoured them in the blink of an eye.
          Like throwing countless eggs on the boulder's hard surface, those eggs cannot harm the boulder. Maybe, the more apt metaphor is, like throwing pebbles into an ocean. And it was nothing but a waste of resources that could be used for better things.
          Although those characters were powerful, they lacked something that could affect the [Oblivion]. And that something is the [Will of Mankind] from [Reality].
          Coming to that conclusion, [Administrator] had an idea: "What if I summon someone from [Reality]?"
          Since [Fictional Realm] and [Oblivion] were made from humanity's collective subconscious, a person from [Reality] is surely the answer for [Administrator]'s dilemma. But summoning someone from [Reality] is something easier said than done! Although [Administrator] is peerless in the scope of [Fictional Realm], [Administrator] is only peerless in this imaginary universe and cannot summon a person from [Reality] through conventional means that often happened in Portal Fantasy stories. As an aside, [Administrator] intimately knows the concept of Hero Summoning from many worlds within this imaginary universe. After all, all fictional ideas that were thought out by mankind existed in this imaginary universe. And 'Portal Fantasy' is a well-known genre of fiction. There are countless worlds wherein that kind of phenomenon happened.
          Be that as it may, [Administrator] can still summon someone from [Reality], but not through the conventional means that normally happened in those 'Portal Fantasy'-based worlds. Because of the nature of [Fictional Realm], [Administrator] cannot summon this person's physical body. Only this person's ego can be summoned to [Fictional Realm].
          Furthermore, summoning the ego of a person from [Reality] is an arduous and costly endeavor. [Administrator] needs to sacrifice an exorbitant amount of the [resources] generated by mankind's subconscious thoughts and beliefs. And lately, this [resource] is very scarce and enough to maintain the continuity of the [Fictional Realm] while slowing down the progress of [Oblivion].
          It is clear that [Fictional Realm] is currently in a precarious situation.
          The reason behind this [resource] deficiency is, as time progressed in [Reality], mankind collectively become stagnant and lazy because of the convenience of the modern era. They have stopped producing substantial ideas and beliefs, lacking inspiration and imagination, which are important to generate enough [resource] to sustain the [Fictional Realm]. And so, [Administrator] experienced [resource] deficiency. Still, with the mechanical precision in management, [Administrator] was able to save up the extra [resource] for an emergency. It is unclear if its savings are enough to fuel the summoning. [Administrator] has never done this, after all. There is a chance it doesn't have enough energy.
          "Regardless, I shall do it!" The desperate [Administrator] decided.
          And so, [Administrator] consumed its saved [resource] and opened a connection to the collective subconscious of mankind. And just by doing that alone has taken almost the entirety of [Administrator]'s savings, but [Administrator] soon discovers its saved [resource] isn't enough to pull someone's ego from [Reality] to the [Fictional Realm].
          "Should the energy for keeping my realm stable be used for this?" [Administrator] asked and started weighing its decision.
          If [Administrator] uses up its stored energy that must be circulated in [Fictional Realm], countless worlds will cease to exist at once. And without those worlds to slow down [Oblivion], that conceptual calamity will quickly and easily get closer to [Administrator]'s location in the centermost of the [Fictional Realm]. However, if its plan succeeds, it can stop the advance of its archenemy indefinitely.
          It is a dangerous gamble. [Oblivion] will claim it if [Administrator] makes a mistake, but it can also prolong [Fictional Realm] existence if it succeeds!
          After finding its resolve, [Administrator] discovers another problem, it can't just take anyone from [Reality]! It can't summon someone charismatic that can sway the masses, which is the kind of person [Administrator] needs the most! A person with the power to move the masses has an important connection with the collective subconscious of mankind. Someone like that has overabundant resources to fight off the [Oblivion], as well as maintaining the expenditure of [Fictional Realm]. However, that kind of person is very important in the [Reality], and [Administrator] cannot take that kind of person away from [Reality]...
          Well, truth be told, [Administrator] can summon someone like that, but it will cease to exist because of converting its existence into the required [resource] to summon such a person. In the end, [Administrator] narrowed down the list of candidates it could summon without endangering its existence...
          Somehow, all the candidates it can summon are Otaku or Weeaboo that aren't significant in [Reality]. And truth be told, [Administrator] doesn't mind that kind of people because they suit its needs. Being mindful of its expendable [resource], [Administrator] selects the candidates with the cheapest [resource] to summon them.
          From here, the candidates are Otaku and Weeaboo who don't mind getting summoned to another world — people who are delusional and dreamer — they know that being summoned to another world is something that only happens in fiction but they still wish to get the opportunity to experience that. They are people without family or significant others to tie them down in [Reality]. And they consider their life is too difficult, and they yearn to have a superpower to make their life more easy and convenient. These kinds of people are surprisingly many. And so, [Administrator] summons one randomly.
          After pulling the ego of this person, [Administrator] discovers that its connection to the subconscious of mankind has been cut off. Perhaps, it is the instinct of mankind's subconscious to protect themselves. That aside, this happening presents a bigger problem for [Administrator]. Since [Fictional Realm] was cut off from the [Reality], it wouldn't receive the [resource] to maintain the existence of [Fictional Realm]. 
          [Administrator]'s regret is bottomless, but it can do nothing about it. At least, [Administrator] has someone from [Reality] that can become a constant resource generator for [Fictional Realm]. Well, [Administrator] only grasped a lifeline here. Nevertheless, [Administrator] achieved what it sought out even though [Fictional Realm] and [Administrator] is in a pinch now.
          Putting aside its regret and other irrelevant thoughts, [Administrator] begins experimenting with this person. After some time, [Administrator]'s experiments met mixed results. [Administrator] could turn this person into the generator of [resource] to replace its cut off supply from the collective subconscious of mankind. However, the resources it gained was very limited, even below the standard of a single person's worth of resource it could gain from the collective subconscious of mankind.
          However, it couldn't be helped since this person is only a mediocre person, and this person was under outside influence to stimulate his willpower. No matter, what is important is [Administrator] has realized it could cultivate this person to produce more [resource] for [Fictional Realm].
          Other than that, [Administrator] discovered that the 'something' it needs to fight off [Oblivion] can be produced by this person. However, [Administrator] cannot reproduce this 'something' because the production of this 'something' is according to this person's desire and willpower.
          Because of that, [Administrator] is helpless. It cannot just force this person to generate this... All right, let's call this 'something' as a 'vaccine' to fight off [Oblivion]. Although it has absolute omnipotence and omniscience, its power only affects this imaginary universe, and since this person came from [Reality], he is beyond [Administrator] capability to directly exploit him.
          "Was that Mankind's Free Will? Mankind is an amazing creature." Although [Administrator] cannot directly exploit this person's will, it is still feeling amazed by this human.
          After some moments, [Administrator] puts aside its amazement to this human and focuses on the more important thing, "The best method to cultivate this person's willpower is the reward and punishment method. It can also make him cooperative, I suppose. All right, I shall prepare the tool to help this person's cultivation. First, I shall prepare a system that will help cultivate his willpower and make him cooperative to my cause..."
          There are many fictional worlds within [Fictional Realm] with the protagonist — also called the World's Chosen One or Fate's Chew Toy  —  possessing a system. Using one of those systems as the template is an easy thing to do. After tailoring a system, it is the time to pick out a world to transmigrate the ego of this person, and [Administrator] picks out a world it thinks this person will like to be in. Then, it sends the ego of this person to inhabits its new body.
          Afterward, [Administrator] only needs to wait for this person's development...

Reincarnated in the world of anime, acquiring a system, having no responsibility other than thinning out the ever-present 'monsters', getting the opportunity to become powerful and travel to other fictional worlds, and can do anything you wish... even if you want to make all pretty woman yours, conquer or destroy worlds, and other crazy stuff...

Are those things worthy of being a slave in all but name for a higher being for eternity?

Well, let's find the protagonist's thoughts about it in this story!

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This story contains mature content (I.e. Profanity, Gore, Sexual Content, and other strong and offensive contents for some perspectives). Beware, only for eighteen and above!

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All copyrighted materials belong to their respective owner. Isekai_Returnee just owns his original characters and the plot!

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Minimun 2 chapters/Week

Riiiiiiiing~~
As the dismissal bell rang throughout S Academy, Hiori Luce quickly faced Ahna Kaori with a smile. School was finally over and now Hiori could endlessly share to Ahna a spiffing web novel she just read the night before. But before she could burp out a word, Ahna's thin, sickly fingers already jammed her mouth. 

"Wait, wait, wait. I know you Hiori, you won't stop once you start gushing about either a new anime crush or a really romantic novel. But not this time, nuh-uh. I still have to pass this freaking Science project and I can't have you bothering me!"

Ahna's eyes were playfully stern as she said this so Hiori knew she wasn't really serious. Prying her face away from Ahna's fingers, she opened her mouth. And dived in excitedly to a detailed and endless report about "The Cultivation Queen", whose ML and FL she was shipping hard. Hopefully, her ship would sail. But of course it would! The main characters will always get together in the end!
Hopefully.

" And then- and then- you know what happened? Feng Jiu was actually the mysterious Lord of the- ppffftt! Mmmmmmm!" 

"Aaaaah, shut it Hiori. I may not have been seriously driving you away earlier but I still do need to finish this Science project."

And finally Hiori was able to breathe as Ahna extracted her sickly fingers and determinedly clutched her pen.

"Yosh!  Let's get to work, Ahna!" Ahna said to herself while Hiori was fanning air to her nose.

Pouting, Hiori looked at her best friend and could only sigh. Ahna seriously needed a Feng Jiu and Gu Yanyan in her life. Gah! Remembering the two made her clutch her cheeks and squeal in delight. Those two definitely has to end up together!

Looking at the corner of her eye, Ahna was watching Hiori. She was glad that Hiori wasn't too hurt about being ignored, but she couldn't help but despair as she watched her best friend turn to mush by shipping fictional characters! One day, Hiori will surely become sane in fantasy and insane in reality! Aaaaah! 

Unable to withstand seeing Hiori turn to an insane person in reality, she put on her serious, nagging, proverbial glasses and stopped working on the Science project for a moment. Or maybe for four moments. Or for eternity.

"Hiori, you do know that I am your best friend right?"

Hearing Ahna speak beside her, Hiori turned to her and asked,

"Uhm- what did you say, again? Sorry, I couldn't catch it. I was busy reenacting that scene where Feng Jiu helped Gu Yanyan get up and unexpectedly ki- AAAAAH! I swear those two better end up together!"

And once again, as if Ahna never spoke at all, Hiori drowned herself in the waters of fiction and fantasy. At least, that's what the despairing Ahna thought. But to Hiori, she was drowning in the overflowing melted gold of happiness for her fictional favorite characters. 

But none the less, she was DROWNING. That in itself was already bad enough for Ahna. May it be in the waters of fiction and fantasy or in the overflowing melted gold of happiness (Which could probably poison her, by the way).

So, steeling her determination, she continued.

"I asked whether you know that I am your best friend."

Realizing that Ahna was being serious, Hiori nodded seriously too, indicating that- yes, she knew Ahna was her best friend. 

Of course!

Happy that Hiori was finally getting serious, Ahna plowed on.

"As your best friend, I only ever want the best for you. Except probably the best kind of cake. That best is reserved only for me. Also the best kind of Ranz merchandise. That will only be ever reserved FOR ME- "

Indignant, Hiori wagged a finger and intervened,

"Now, see here missy, I don't care about the Ranz merch but the cake? You dare to keep all the good kinds of cake to yourself? YOU DARE TO-"

"So anyway, since I want the best for you that would mean I care enough for you. And you might be asking why. 'Yeah, why bother with someone like me?' But you see, dear, I accept all of your annoying ways. And since I care for you, I wouldn't want to see you drown in the waters of fiction and fantasy or in any melted gold-"

"Wait, what kind of waters are you talking about- "

 "Aaand so - (Ahna booming her voice) - I just want to honestly tell you that you should honestly stop immersing yourself too much in FICTIONAL things and instead try to get a better grasp on reality. Study more, gain REAL HUMAN friends more, be more active! Besides, staying cooped up inside your room all day will honestly- "

"Okay, okay, wait."

That's it, thought Hiori, I have enough. Anyone who dares to sever my relationship with Feng Jiu and Gu Yanyan will not be left unscathed! Alright, guardian soldiers of my web novel and anime days, CHARGE!!!

Ehem.

"First of all, stop it with all the "honestly" word. I honestly had enough of that word! Second, DON'T tell me to study more when I'm 3rd in the honor's roll, got a 97 grade in social studies, and won 4 GOLD medals in 4 national Spelling Contests! And the words they puked out to us, contestants, weren't the least bit easy, mind you! Third, I've already gotten myself a REAL HUMAN friend. Aren't you a REAL HUMAN friend? Or are you by any chance pretending to  be a human being when you're actually a cold-hearted humanoid created by a mad scientist just to- Anyway, fourth! I LOVE my FICTIONAL things! And I won't ever allow you to break the power of 'Ai'! (Plus thunder effect). Lastly! Actually, that's all- ahahaa."

While Hiori's chuckles drained out to stagnant air, Ahna looked at Hiori seriously and exclaimed,

"Fine! Don't listen to me. And one day, you'll just find yourself living like a witch, cackling at your laptop screen with your hair so messy and everything about you disheveled! Neighbors will walk by your house then run away in fear as soon as they feel that creepy aura you would have because of staying cooped up for so long, while thinking to themselves how that crazy woman living like a witch should be in a mental hospital instead! And even though that might happen, you won't listen to me? Fine!"

After such an outburst from Ahna, nothing more was said between the two of them. Silence could only rule the non-existent conversation. Only silence until-

"You know, its not like my immersion in such kind of stuff is an addiction. I merely really love them. So, don't worry, I won't end up living like an old hag. I got my good looks AND good brains after all.'

Hiori then winked at her. And just like that, silence was thrown out of his throne and the two best friends started talking again. 

Truth be said, the two best friends hadn't had much history yet. They had only met on that school year and so, they only knew each other for about seven months. The reason why they got together well enough to become best friends was because each found the other's personality to be highly compatible to theirs. Hiori was pretentiously easy-going but deep inside her personality, she was painfully serious and critical on her self. While Ahna pretended to be, or can be sometimes, serious on the outside. But she didn't have much personal problems in the inside. Hiori found this kind of person with an honest pure heart to be refreshing and so quickly warmed up to her. And not just because of that but also because Ahna would understand her cringey and twisted jokes and was fun to jam with. While as for Ahna, who knows what really made her befriend Hiori. Maybe it was the natural attraction of a good person to help another fellow human being?

Hopefully not, thought Hiori as she stared back at her best friend while she continued lecturing on her. I wouldn't be able to take it if she befriended me out of pity. 

"And so- Wait, are you even listening? Hellooo? Hiori?"

Seeing Ahna's waving hand come to perception, Hiori snapped up and came back to her senses.

"Huh? Yeah. Sure, I do. Don't forget the strawberry topping."

Ahna looked at her, scrutinizing.

"Wha- What?"

"I didn't ask whether you'd like me to buy a cake for you and what flavor it would be! Uuugh! I swear, whoever your husband-to-be will be will definitely have to be rich to afford getting you some hearing aids!"

Sheepish, Hiori replied,

"Well, you'd have to tell that to my dozens of anime crushes. One of them might be willing to become real, marry me, and buy me hearing aids. Hahahha- Okay, okay, that was a joke.'

Hiori immediately cut off her laughing as soon as she saw Ahna's scrutinizing look becoming worse.

"Hmph. That joke of yours might seriously turn real and you'll one day find yourself being chased around by anime characters-'

"And all of them hot!'

Hiori intervened, with big red hearts in her eyes.

"Nope- all of them chasing you because its not your anime crushes that came to life. Its the anime antagonists that did, BUWAHAHAHHAAH."

Ahna was quick to put a damper on her active imagination.

Sigh.

"On a much serious note though, you might actually fall in love with someone in the net as you go through your craziness in your different crazy accounts. You better be careful."

 Ahna continued.

"Who? ME?"

"Yes, you."

"Little me falling in love with someone who is probably an internet sensation? Someone who is every bit of real human flesh? Nah, I'm warning off all real and very much alive male human beings. My femaleness is only attracted to fictional *boohoo* supah handsome males. So, no need to worry."

"Idiot. I wouldn't worry if you're only warning off the silk-like predators found all over the Internet, crawling with their sticky hands out to squish every woman they find. But you are actually warning off all live male human beings. What best friend would be unworried when she imagines seeing her best friend become an old maid?"

"Er- There aren't any kind of best friend who would be wor- Ouch! "

Before Hiori could finish her sentence, Ahna roughly hit her on the head. 

"Don't even finish that sentence, dummy."

With tears on her eyes, Hiori could only apologize,

"Sorry. Oh I'm really sorry, Great Ahna. Promise, I won't warn off live male human beings. Except the sly silky ones."

Satisfied with her answer, Ahna beamed. 

"Great! Then-"

"Who's there?? What the- What do you think are you still doing here?! OUT! Out! its past 5 already! No one should be here anymore!"

It was the school caretaker!

Laughing and surprised, Hiori pulled Ahna and tried to get out of the door while Ahna was in a flush trying to collect her things, Science project almost forgotten. The school caretaker had just found them out and even Ahna can't believe she had allowed herself to still be in school this late. Time has passed by too quickly while she and Hiori were talking!

"Honestly, teenage girls these days..."

Hearing the school caretaker's words as they were running away made Ahna's ears turn red. Oh, how she hoped the caretaker didn't recognize her and wouldn't call home!

Meanwhile, as they were running away, Hiori was breathless with exhilaration and adrenaline. She can't quite stop herself from laughing even after they got out of the school grounds and on to the bus stop.

That was the most exciting thing she ever experienced! Being nice and friendly on the outside after all was boring and tiring. 

"*Pant *pant - So, Great Ahna, what do you think of our Great Escapade? Ahahhaa...Haha...Hey."

When Hiori turned to look at Ahna, she found that she was not listening. She was also quite breathless but not from exhilaration or adrenaline. Rather, it seemed that it was from exhaustion.

Knowing that Ahna had a fragile body, Hiori worriedly said to her,

"Quick, here's your bus. You better get home now. Rest, take care, and make sure to call me once you get home!"
 
She yelled the last part as she was now running to keep up with the bus after sending Ahna off.  

When the bus disapeared at the bend of the road, Hiori made her own way home.

And whilst walking under the stars, Hiori thought of what Ahna had said about falling in love with someone in the internet and after some time, she concluded that that was indeed very unlikely.

I was 16 when I first met him. His blond white hair adorably shuffled and his eyes piercing straight at me, at my heart specifically. He was wearing a black mask to cover the lower part of his face and that piqued my curiosity instantly. On that hot, sizzling, April day, did I first met him-
Through my windows desktop. 
And since then, I made a decision.
I will marry that singer! 
I, Hiori Luce, will become rich, gain the poise of a graceful woman, learn Japanese, travel all the way to Japan, and capture his heart!
No one can stop me! WHAHAHAHAHA-
Ehem.
The start to becoming a stunning, elegant, and influential woman is now beginning.


P.S. For the book cover, I own nothing. All Rights Reserved to Pinterest.com and to Mafumafu<3

This is purely fiction and I created this storyline. Please do not copy.

*Kindly Note that this is fictional story, 21 years old Rated. 

Warning Note that this is Yaoi means Boy X BOY romance. 

Introduction of Characters Age & Biography:

Zen 3,000 (A Pure Blood Vampire, Owns a Company)

**Zen has 2 brothers namely Zac & Zack {Note that these Characters are not yet develop until later Chapters}

Doc. Leon 33 (Zen Best Friend, Doctor){Note that these Characters are not yet develop until later Chapters}

Ken 19 (Zen Beloved, Student)

Tom 19 (Ken Best Friend, Student)

Nic 15 (Ken Brother, Student)

Joe 25 (Right Hand-man & Bodyguard)

**Sam 15, Student (Person whom Admire & Adore Nic) {Note that Character is not yet develop until later Chapters}

Shaun is Nic bestfriend, He is same age as Nic 15 years old. 

Micky age 22, In Chapter 51 he first appear and he was hired as Nic bodyguard cum driver. 

Mike, Age 23, Ken Best Friend (Ken know him when he save him twice and from there on Mike is very royal to Ken.) Ken know Mike when he was having a split personality. (The other Side of Ken)

K, Age 22 He is a highly skilled Bodyguard given by "B" in Chapter 58 to protect Ken. They met in Japan. 

If you are a Director or Producer, Scriptwriter if you would like to get this storyline to be a drama please contact me.

If I find it anywhere online, media, or any form regarding to this storyline I will bring it down the postings of this storyline.

Thank you for your co-operation!

Going home leads to an adventurous action-packed with thrillers, fears, and romance. 

Mid-Night Train is a storybook that came reality. This happens in the year 1800's there are undead called corpses walking around to suck human blood. (Joe like Ghost story/Fiction stories) 

Characters:

Joe (he is a university graduate)

Eliza (Met in the Train)

This is a third Novel. 

Check out my first novel "Vampire Everlasting Love The Series" ==> https://tinyurl.com/r57buv6

I hope you guys enjoy this story. It's basically just a teen romance thingy that I wrote when I was bored during a study Sesh and I turned out to like it so I decided to make it a whole ass novel thing .

This is entirely fictional,  even some places would be fictional. 
The story takes place in a subway of New York (this is my second time using NYC as a location, I might seem obsessed with NYC and it's true). Here the main characters meet in a subway and basically just fall for each other,  though the love seems one sided at some point,  it truly isn't,  they're figuring it out. 

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*like I said, it contains strong language so grab your holy water! 

* if depression,  anxiety etc triggers you,  you can either skip or not read it (I love giving the characters a dark background,  also some emotional trauma is the base of everyone's life...)

*I'm already sorry if I'm offending anyone,  that's definitely not my intention here as this story is made for pure entertainment purposes,  it does not violate any specific shit regarding religion and stuff so yeah.... 

Well I guess that's all for now,  thank you so much for clicking on. 

I'd recommend you to read this page.

I love you! 
• Anna

The story where Verity and Nathan come together through a Subway,morning chats and social anxiety. 

Anna Liese Mickle © 
copyright reserved. 
I do not allow unauthorized publishing of my work.

Dear Readers, 

I'm your Xandra.

So this time I came with a Fan-fic. And is there any one who is die hard fan of 1 Direction like me? 

If yes then this book is for you, but it doesn't mean it is a Fan-fic of 1 Direction. 

I know I'm rambling, Coming to the point this is a Fan- fic of Harry Styles. God I'm such a fan of him that sometimes I wish to be a water bottle. So he can kiss me. 

Anyway, 

▪THE CHARACTERS IN THE BOOK DOESN'T REPRESENT REAL LIFE CHARACTERS. 

▪ AND ALSO THIS BOOK IS FOR PURE FICTIONAL PURPOSE. 

▪ AND THE REAL HARRY STYLES DOESN'T REPRESENT NOVEL HARRY STYLES. THEY ARE DIFFERENT. WE ARE ONLY BORROWING HIS SKIN TO WRITE THIS BOOK. 

▪SO PLEASE DON'T HATE ME IF YOU FUCKING DON'T LIKE MY BOOK. 
▪THIS BOOK CONTAINS MILD SEX SCENES ,MATURE LANGUAGE, ABUSE AND DARK THEMES. IF SOMEONE DON'T LIKE THIS DON'T READ THIS BOOK.

Now back to my humour self,

This is a book where you will find a toxic relationship. 

But it is also filled with humour. So my beautiful and lovely readers let me introduce the characters.

1. Harry Styles - Male Lead
2. Susanna Spencer - Female Lead
3. Alice Silverstone - Best friend of Susanna 

4. Jacob Black - Harry's mate and best friend

5. Seth Maddox - Harry's mate and best friend.

6. Frey Wilson - Alice's boyfriend

Hope it helps ^•^ and also please don't forget to check my another book Mr.Tycoon's Devilish Beauty. 

If you wanna talk with me here are my social media accounts,
Twitter - @Xandradrlg
Instagram - @xandradrlg
Discord - @euphoricalkook#2280
Facebook page - Xandra's Dynasty

Yours Shameless Author,
Xandra.

"This place, It's cursed" 

***
"Fuck Off" I cursed under my breath.

"Girls like you shouldn't curse...." Jungkook trailed off brushing my hair strand behind my ear. 

Which made my heart beat loud enough for both of us to hear.

"Instead they should get fucked" with that he kissed me. 

***

Sa Bina comes back to Seoul after one year of going to Busan. And when she comes back she notices strange things starts to happen like teenage girls goes missing and found dead in a haunted villa.

Which made her and her friends to find about the cause of the reason. 

But little did they know that they are involving themselves in serious danger.

***
Cover credits goes to one of my friends in wattpad.

Yep this story is published in both wattpad and webnovel.

I am the type of person who have daydreams a lot. Even when I eat, my mind kept thinking.
So, I would love to share the idea here. Thank you. 😁

This story will be an Omegaverse AU. 

The characters are fictional, my characters. I am not really good but I will try my best not to make any of you confusion.

It may contain a few adult scenes, I have to say this. ┻━┻ ︵ヽ(`Д´)ﾉ︵ ┻━┻

Read the introduction for more info.. ～(^з^)-♡

I am so sorry. I don't know what's the proper English, but I just wanted to recreate the incidents at Hogwarts. So the images I posted in this story are from Google so, please don't inform them😅. I want to tell you that this a fictional tale occurs at Hogwarts. All characters are purely fictional. Enjoy the story and leave your comments, please. You might face some similarities between the original Harry Potter series, but this story is entirely different from the original series. So there is no reduplication of the same tale. The next chapter titled "A MEET WITH SNAPE" is coming soon.
My first reader and follower and a best story writer Sellysamgo is the reason for continuing my story. She is a good helper, and I love her stories- Missing miracle is my favourite one. Even the story is in a different language; I read the whole one using Google Translate 😅. Thank you, my friend, for your trust and Support.

A 11 year old boy with non magical abilities gets selected to Hogwarts - The School of magic. He soon find out what his mother left for him Hogwarts after meeting his Head Master. This book discuss about his 1st year of Hogwarts and reveal many secrets about his past.

Qin Guan started taking strong steps forward. The reporters were not satisfied with being limited to that small area by the strange regulations of the festival.
The Japanese restricted their ideas with all kinds of laws and procedures, so they had set strict rules on the schedule of the film festival as well.
The stars had to walk to the middle of the carpet according to the beat and then stop. According to the regulators, they had to smile, turn left, smile, turn right, and then move forward.
Fictional characters didn't have to follow that rule though. When Ultraman began to take his symbolic crossed-arms pose, no one came to stop him. Japan was more lenient with fictional characters than with real people.
The foreign reporters made their way over to Qin Guan and pointed their cameras at him.
"Qin Guan, look over here!"
"Qin Guan, smile!"
Even though they were occupying the fan area, the Japanese fans did not complain.
The Japanese had been focused on other people's appearance since ancient times. In such a country, Qin Guan was considered a national treasure. The fans were screaming out, ignoring the excited reporters. 
They were waving glow sticks, lamps, dolls… Anything they could find. The crowd followed Qin Guan to the middle of the carpet. Suddenly, a fat man in black walked around a corner slowly. Although he was confident about his own power, the crowd around him would make any individual feel like an ant.
He put his arms down carefully to reveal the person hiding behind his strong body.
"You!"
"Hai!"
"You protected me well, but I wasn't able to see anything."
It was an angry Japanese girl. Only Yamaguchi Tsutomu would wear a traditional kimono to such an event. 
The strong man didn't argue with her. He just bowed deeply, looking very guilty. "My bad, Miss. I'll fight over the best viewpoint for you."
"That's up to you."
"Hai!"
The big man rushed into the crowd like a bomb, forcing open a narrow path. Yamaguchi Tsutomu walked along the path at a moderate pace.
"There he is, Miss!"
They were just in time. Qin Guan was walking in the direction of the girl.
"Mr. Qin Guan!"
Qin Guan followed the sound of the voice and turned towards Yamaguchi Tsutomu.
"Yamaguchi Tsutomu?"
A soft fleck of dust flew over to him. Qin Guan caught it unconsciously.
"I will always be your fan, Qin Guan! I really like you!"
"Thanks. I like you too."
Qin Guan waved at the girl kindly and walked to the end of the carpet. The girl didn't move with the crowd.
"Shall I find you another position up front, Miss? Or would you like to know the number of his room?"
"No, that's it for today. Thank you. Let's go back now."
"Hai!"
Rich families made connections through marriage. Everybody's life was on the right track, but reality was the best stimuli. In the real world, even a really powerful man couldn't swim in shallow waters forever.
Yamaguchi Tsutomu bid her love farewell. From that day on, she would go her own way. If everything went well, the two of them would never meet again.
Qin Guan felt guilty for stealing the spotlight from a popular children's character.
Doraemon was moving after him, waving its round hands at the audience.
I should move faster. I don't want to stay here with it. 
This had to be the funniest red carpet event Qin Guan had attended. Eventually, he reached the stage at the end of the carpet and said goodbye to the cartoon characters.
The hostess was an elegant woman with a familiar voice. She didn't ask Qin Guan any awkward questions and she let him go as soon as his time was up.
When Qin Guan took his seat, Wang reminded him who she was.
"The hostess is a cartoon voice-over actress. The organizing committee is really creative!"
"Wow! That explains why her voice sounded so familiar. Which character has she dubbed?"
"Minamoto Shizuka."


Qin Guan was reborn and sent back to his final semester in High School 18 years ago. Getting a second chance at life, he works hard to turn things around and eventually become a Prince Charming. What will his life be like the second time around? What will he have to go through? How will he succeed in turning from a loser into a Prince Charming? Read this story carefully and find out!

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