Sam transmigrated into an 8 year olds body with the 'Killer system' everything was going great until...

{Ding}

[Congratulations to the host for drawing the talent: 'Age-defying lord' How can the almighty lord be held down by something like age, with this talent you will never age!]

So Sam had to lead his summoned subordinates while never appearing. After all who would believe a 6 year old could kill this many people?

Sam transmigrated into an 8 year olds body with the 'Killer system' everything was going great until...

{Ding}

[Congratulations to the host for drawing the talent: 'Age-defying lord' How can the almighty lord be held down by something like age, with this talent you will never age!]

So Sam had to lead his summoned subordinates while never appearing. After all who would believe a 8 year old could kill this many people?

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Plague, Hunger, Famine... these are three things that caused problems for the Four Kingdoms. The princess of the Northern Kingdom seeks revenge for her parents and best friend whom are being held captive by a tyrannical “prince”. She enlists the help of an odd boy that also seeks revenge, but for different reasons...Follow the journey of these two vengeful spirits trapped in the bodies of sixteen year olds.

            "Modern! Hey, Modern!"

            Modern turned as Sat AM and AoStH ran up to him. Sat AM was holding something in his hand- a small leather-bound book.

            "What's this?" AoStH asked, pointing to it.

            "Oh, I'd forgotten about that," Modern said, "that's the journal I had when I met Sonic and Knuckles."

            "Really?" both were interested.

            Then Sat AM frowned.

            "Neither of us can read it," he said.

            "You wouldn't be able to," Modern said, "it's written in El Kaban fo Kitsune."

            "Huh?" AoStH asked.

            "'The Script of Kitsune.' It has different letters than what most people write with," Modern explained, "the script they use is El Kaban fo Ningen."

            "Oh, that's why," AoStH exclaimed, "I was worried I'd forgotten how to read!"

            "No, don't worry," Modern smiled, only half listening as he thumbed through the pages of the journal.

            "Well, what does it say?" Sat AM asked.

            "I think you should learn how to read it before you find out," Modern said.

            "You're going to teach us?" AoStH asked excitedly.

            "Sure," Modern said, shrugging.

            They couldn't be more excited.
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            "Badnik incoming!"

            The call came in the afternoon, and all 12 foxes went to the village perimeter.

            The Eggmans (and Robotniks, but we just call them Eggmans too) were stepping up their game. Not only were there more badniks than before, but BurnBot and Metal Knuckles were here; BOTH Metal Knuckles.

            "We need a plan," X said.

            All looked to Modern. If he noticed, he didn't make it known.

            "Classic, Sat AM, AoStH, and Lego: get all the small badniks," Modern directed, "Boom, X, Archie, Movie: You're with me on BurnBot and the Metal Knuckles."

            "And me?" Zooey asked, scared but wanting to help.

            "Help where needed," Modern instructed.

            Zooey nodded, and braced themselves for the storm.

AoStH Universe

            The battle was being shown through the Miles Electric. Both 6-year-olds winced. This is why they hadn't shared their discovery with the others.

            Not only would the Sonics be glued to the screen, but watching their Tails fighting and not being able to help would drive them insane. It was best to leave them unknowing of this way to see what was going on, of any way. 

            The Chao not holding the Miles Electric ducked its head as X Tails barely dodged a blast from FireBot. It was then the more soft-spoken of the two 6-year-olds spoke.

            "Poor Tails," she said softly.

            "He's with the others, though," the other said, "at least he's not alone."

            "There's so many," the first said sadly, "all of them were stolen from their Sonics, their homes and their universes!"

            The first looked at the second.

            "Except yours," she pointed out.

            "He thinks I'm a statue," the second replied sadly, "and Sonic, and Knuckles, and Amy, and Shadow…"

            "...And Rouge, and Vector, and Espio, and Charmy…" the first continued.

            "...All of us," the first finished.

            "Chao, chao!" the first's Chao agreed.

            They all fell silent and watched as the last robot was defeated.

            Modern Eggman is dead, but is not out. Soon after his death, Modern Orbot initiates the doctor's revenge plan to distroy Sonic; but not physically this time- mentally.
           Even those who have no idea aren't safe. In the Boom Universe, what looked to be a routine battle turned seemingly deadly.
           All the Tails from the different universes are herded and contained in the Modern Universe, and the Moderns are kicked out. The Tails will be killed, and they can't do a thing.
            However, the Moderns spread the word to the frantic Sonics and join forces to fight back. The Tails join into one Skulk, and fight to break free.
            But will the heroes claim the final victory?

In lanes 1-4, there isn't really anyone of note; just some boys aged 7-10. The 10 year olds have a very distinct advantage in that they're most likely taller and their muscles may be more developed.

Also, 10 year olds are more used to roughhousing, making their skin near impenetrable.

This has nothing to do with swimming but it's a neat fact.

In lane 7 however, I feel like I recognize that girl...hmmmm, maybe when she starts swimming I'll remember her? I can usually know who the female swimmer is on the Olympics Channel with the way they swim.

For example, Jakabos, one of the ho- best female swimmers has long arms; this means that her movements are wider, more powerful and not as sharp. Her elbows bend a bit more as well.

[what a freaking pervert you are. You pay attention to the female swimmers, whatever. But now? You look at their elbows?]

'Oy...you make me sound like some weirdo. I look at their swimming styles! It's for science! Those late nights watching FINA and the Olympics Channel are NOT just for my pleasure!'

[uhuh uhuh...oh look, they're starting]

As Feelie, mentions that, I hear the whistle and the kids on the diving boards jump into the water...needless to say, it's a bit of a disaster.

The kids in lane 1, 2, 6 and 9 all had their goggles pulled off of their heads, making their eyes get exposed to the pool water.

For me, I'm personally fine with it and have been training without goggles with Seung-ri Jim for about 3 months to get used to it. Other children, however?

Nuh-uh!

They all stop in their tracks and start floating above the water by lightly kicking and make their way to the poolside. They are rubbing their eyes and lane 1 and 9 are both crying.

It's very hard not to laugh but I need to try! Holding on is key to developing a relationship with Coach K. 

Even though swimming isn't a team sports, you still need to show some decency when handling teammates. In fact, there was this one story where a disgruntled teammate was repeatedly bullied and harassed by this better swimmer.

The bully swimmer was able to get to the FINA finals while the bullied swimmer was eliminated at the quarterfinals. Annoyed and jealous, right before the swim, she broke into the other swimmer's hotel room and smashed up her legs.

That ruined both of their careers. Literally no chance at redemption all becuase you decided to call a kid a "poopy-head" in 3rd grade and called them "dumdum" in middle school.

You feel good about it now? That the little name calling will get you forever ruined from the legs down, huh? Think about it...

[that's such an isolated case that it's stupid you even mention it. However! I need to agree. Respect your teammates and they will respect you. It costs nothing to be nice]

'Uhuh uhuh. Very funny hearing that from you though'

[you- why yo-]

Ignoring the haters by focusing my entire attention to the race, looking at lane 7 and lane 3 as both of them are the quickest so far from off the bat.

Both look like they have great technique. Sharp elbows, thumb in first and kicks never above the water. They look very promising.

The other lanes: lane 4, lane 5 and lane 8, are all mediocre. Well, at least they are still young. This age is the perfect age for improving your swimming. 

Despite the fact that they suck so much that a person with cerebral palsy with 10 kilogram weights could out swim them, they are fairly good for their age.

Right now in this race, it's a 100 meter freestyle. The pool is 25 meters long meaning that it's 2 laps; back and forth.

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(A.N) lol. So, to avoid any confusion for the non-swimming people or people who are still confused by now about what a lap is; a lap is a round trip. Going to the other side of the pool and coming back is a lap; not JUST going to the other side.

Sorry if you knew but there are probably people who were confused lol. Again, a lap is to the end and back. Got it? Cool, let's return.
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It's like watching two of the best people compete against each other: Senna v. Prost, Rosberg v. Hamilton and Celtics v. Lakers just to name a few.

Imagine that but much, much, much slower than Formula 1 cars or basketball games. These are kids who having even lived a decade, give them a break.

By the 2nd lap, both of them are dead tired but they keep on going. Their grit is immense that's for sure. Most 8-9 year olds can't even continue after one lao and these kids are crushing it!

On the return back to the starting point, both are constantly breathing on both sides, even taking little rests. The girl on lane 7 is almost crying while the boy is clutching his stomach.

Honestly, I don't think this is what coach K intended. If you are going to make a bunch of barely children swim 100 meters and expect them to finish, you'd be dead wrong. Wrong and stupid. Stupid and wrong.

Lanes 4, 5 and 8 are all so tired they are just floating in the pool and trying to get out; they quit after reaching 3/4ths of the first lap.

Lane 7 comes in first and then lane 3. Coach K's stopwatch showed us that the girl on lane 7 got a time of 1:39.56. In all honesty, that is an absolutely stunning time. For her age and for that distance, not many can do it.

The boy was no slouch either, clocking in at 1:45.32. Both are amazing times don't get me wrong and I'll probably see them in competitions in the future. But...hard work is nothing in face of talent! And I have both!

[by talent you mean me, the best system ever, Feelie?]

Feelie interrupts my feel good streak by saying I don't have talent! Again! I recall his words and get a bit agitated. You mean to say I didn't work hard? You little system! I worked hard!

Thinking about his words more however, I realize something...he is getting more and more like me! Before, he used to be more modest and polite with his insults, calling me "scoundrel" and "rascal". 

But now?

He prefers uplifting himself by pushing me down! He is me! I made him like me! Mwuahahahahaha!!! You fool, Feelie! I have found you all out and your codes are being read as we think!

'Awwwwww... would ya look at that, it seems I've rubbed off on you a little bit! Hic...hic!...I raised that boy...'

[wha- don't even tr-]

I ignore him and focus on the next match and the encouraging words of Coach K. Honestly, as a coach, his skills on pep talks and motivational speeches are top notch.

Some of the best coaches are even better at motivating their pupils than at the damn sport. Some examples of this are Rob Ryan of the Cowboys, Rex Ryan of the Jets and so on.

I know one word you could say, your honor, and that is "Guilty"!!!

Coach K goes over to the two troopers gives them a big pat on their backs. After all, they deserve it after showing their perseverance.

"Hey, Chang-min ah and Mi-sun ah, both of you were absolutely amazing out there. Great job"

""Un!""

After he pats them on their heads, he lets them take a well deserved rest and focuses on the next batch of swimmers, silently hoping they are at least 70% of the two perseverance monsters.

'Hmmmm...wait a minute. Why does Mi-sun sound familiar?...hmmmm, Olympics? FINA?.....oh wait! ASEAN! OH DAMN!

Now I realize who Mi-sun is; a bronze medalist at ASEAN. Despite her "only" getting a bronze medal, that's much, much better than most people out there. She is incredibly talented and from the news interviews, has a great personality.

She stopped swimming after she got 6th in the recent ASEAN in my previous life and settled down to marry some chaebol with a fake-ass hairline, obviously tucked in stomach and Botox inflated lips.

Like a damn kendoll! Look at me! My hair is so much thicker than his even when I was 40 and bald! I honestly felt bad for her but checking the stock market, I didn't feel too bad anymore.

A hint why: she was worth over 10 billion won just from marrying him. 

Maybe I'll try motivating her in the future to swim more or something. Hopefully she doesn't get ri- doesn't quit swimming this time around.

She was a great swimmer and many men loved watching her.

[uhuh...a "great" swimmer, right?]

'Yeah! A very se- great swimmer and an amazing athlete! Her looks are only 10/10 anyways!' 

The third batch of people are getting ready and I'm looking forward to seeing how So-young compares to the other 7-10 year olds...

"Good luck, So-young! Fighting!"

She turns her head and looks at me with scarlet cheeks and dazed eyes. She regains focus and gives a wide smile.

"Un!"

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(A.N) yo! Another chapter and I hope you enjoyed! Please do support with reviews and comments! Thanks! Peace ✌️!

Life isn’t fair and Kim Min-chul knows it...except it isn’t for the reason you are thinking.

...Min-chul is just too damn PERFECT!!!

he has a tall height of 184 cm, a fast metabolism, perfect swimmer’s body without even trying and is unknowingly a ladies man!

He makes girls fall for him without even knowing!!!

How do you even do that?!?!

Unfortunately however, he let this all get to his head. Not starting his swimming career until he was in junior high and barely making it into the international leagues. Even then, he would neglect his training regularly.

With his 184 cm height, his constant slumping caused him to lose some height, eventually reducing  to 176 cm.
Even with his fast metabolism, he ate too much and rarely exercised; giving him a potbelly at 29.
Despite his natural swimmer’s body, his shoulders got narrowed down and social skills now non-existent.

Looking back at his life in high-school and college as a 40 year old salaryman making just above-average wage, he stares over Wariss Bridge and contemplates. Contemplating whether life is worth living or not...

“Bwahahahaha!!! What the hell, author? Contemplating what, you liar! I just thought that the view was nice!”

“...y-y-you...you’re courting death; insulting me, ancestor koppa!”

That day, a strong gust of wind started the chain of unlikely events that would eventually take 
Min-chul’s life.

‘.....I died, huh?’

[beep boop zorp... I am making robot noises!]

“What the hell?!?!”

[Oh! You are host, yes? I am your system! Your swimming system!]


NOTE: This story isn’t one of those “ sport is life” novels. This is the story of redemption for a man who lost everything due to his own negligence. He isn’t a swimmer, he is a regular guy with a life who is also happens to be a swimmer. 

Don’t get me wrong though, there will be tournament arcs and swimming tournaments but I will focus on a more slice of life type story for this novel.

Aalto is a common 16 year old. Not fat, but doesn't exercise. Not talented, but still has a place in society. Not smart, but still can get through school (albeit failing a test or two occasionally).
When he was younger, he was quite smart and considered a genius. Not one-in-a-generation, but still at the top of his game. Quick witted, funny, talented at martial arts, praise was showered on him and as most 6 to 7 year olds do, he let it get to his head. He felt that no matter what he was the best, and for a while he was. Until he wasn't. He noticed he got weaker, ran out of breath faster than other, his thoughts were unfocused. He was falling behind. He started searching the web, and to his utter shock, he body had issues with its blood flow. His brain and body could not get the nutrients it needed, their performance dipped, and they would slowly destroy themselves.
After learning this shocking truth, he was in denial for a while. He thought of telling his parents; they should be well off enough to afford a doctor, but he could not bring himself to do so. He did not want to be a burden, and to his pride barred him from admitting his faults- that he is incomplete. He slowly shut himself away from others, refusing to face reality. The active, happy Aalto was gone like a forgotten dream, replaced by a mere shadow of himself, whose addled mind could barely remember his childhood years. His childhood friends still hung around, but he knew that soon they would be gone. He went to sleep again, wishing that the day would never come.
As he fell into a fitful sleep, he opened his eyes again and looked down at his hands. 
"Huh?"

As we lead our normal lives, what about those fated ones roaming the dreamlands? What do they see? 

A dull and useless MC dreams of another world and a goddess, but this visit may change his life...

[Image from Donnie, Soul of Heroes]
[Instagram @donnie_art]


Aalto is a common 16-year-old. Not fat, but doesn't exercise. Not talented, but still has a place in society. Not handsome, but still not ugly. Not smart, but still can get through school (albeit failing a test or two occasionally).
When he was younger, he was quite smart and considered a genius. Not one-in-a-generation, but still at the top of his game. Quick-witted, funny, talented at martial arts, good looks, praise was showered on him and as most 6 to 7 year olds do, he let it get to his head. He felt that no matter what he was the best, and for a while he was. Until he wasn't. He noticed he got weaker, ran out of breath faster than others, his thoughts were unfocused. He was falling behind. He started searching the web, and to his utter shock, he body had issues with its blood flow. His brain and body could not get the nutrients it needed, their performance dipped, and they would slowly destroy themselves.
After learning this shocking truth, he was in denial for a while. He thought of telling his parents; they should be well off enough to afford a doctor, but he could not bring himself to do so. He did not want to be a burden, and to his pride barred him from admitting his faults- that he is incomplete. He slowly shut himself away from others, refusing to face reality. The active, happy Aalto was gone like a forgotten dream, replaced by a mere shadow of himself, whose addled mind could barely remember his childhood years. His childhood friends still hung around, but he knew that soon they would be gone. He went to sleep again, wishing that the day would never come.
As he fell into a fitful sleep, he opened his eyes again and looked down at his hands.

As Jason crawled his way back to consciousness he checked his body for damages. While checking his body he realized he was twice as strong as before which shocked him. 

    Then he noticed that his cells seemed to have absorbed those three particles he pulled in causing them to undergo this unbelievable transformation. 
     Using the Nine Immortals Rebirth technique with this new energy seemed to be hundreds of times more effective than with the ki of his previous life especially so for body cultivation which was inherently slow. 

       "BUT WHAT THE HELL WAS WITH THAT PAIN" Jason thought as he shivered at the memory of his recent torture. But noticing how much it strengthened him and knowing he only has his body now because he has no dantian to cultivate,he can only grit his teeth and endure or else be a weekling for the rest of his life.

    So making up his mind that he will continue to cultivate this strange new energy he first decides to check his soul. He knew that without his cultivation sending his soul out before caused sever injuries but looking at it now he realised it was healing ok. What he didn't notice was that it had mutated slightly from its earlier contact with those strange energies. Seeing it healing he knew he would be able to use his soul again, but only after he had the power of his old life again. 

    From that point on began his long journey to reclaim his past strength. If he knew the pain he'd suffer, the agony and loss, would he have continued?

    Everyday after that once his mother went to sleep he would start his training and though he tried countless times he was never able to swallow more than three particles of the blood energy as he was calling it. As for the other energies he decided to leave them alone until he could ask someone about them.

   During the day as his mother moved around he would listen and try to learn the language as best he could from inside her womb.

     Day by day went by as he trained and studied his mother's language. his physical strength contued to rise and after just one moth he second he was stronger than most 4 year olds. This completely shocked him.

....

  Like this four months passed and by the end of it he figured he could talk as well as a four or five year old child. But the biggest change came from his body. He could tell his body was as strong as that of a athletic twenty year old mortal with zero cultivation. 

    At this moment he felt a strong pressure on his mind that made him directly fall unconscious. when he cam to he heard a lot of screaming and he was being held by an old granny who seemed shocked by something.

  He immediately worried that he was found out and so vegan to panic until he heard her gasp "I can't believe your child already has the strength of a strong 4 year old or a weak 5 year old.. after the attack on you darling I thought your child would be sickly but he's a fine specimen hehehehehe."

   Jason was doubly shocked first he knows he had the strength of an average athletic 20 year old from his home planet, but now he heard there are five year olds here who were stronger than him.

     Right then Jason heard a mighty roar of a laugh that nearly sent him to reincarnation all over again. "Hahaha, my boy's going to be the most powerful knight in the barony" exclaimed Charles, Jaons father.
   
     Jason arched his neck to look at his father laughing like a fool, swearing all sorts of pranks in his mind for revenge against his newest enemy for scaring him.

     Just as the thoughts were forming he heard his mother grip at him to settle down or she will use him for target practice later. What startled Jason wasn't the words she spoke but that fire and lightning danced in his mother's hand. 

     If you remember Jason came from a world of cultivation so commanding the elements wasn't the shock but that she could treat them like obedient children held in her hand, something only Immortals could do in his last life. From her aura ahe was at most as strong as a silver core though. Jason just could not wrap his mind around it.

     "Yes dear, I'll keep it down, hehehe" said Charles in a slightly softer roar a sweat trailed diwn his face.  "Besides our little boy might want to be a mage instead of a big smelly knight" exclaimed Jason's mother.

     Jason was struck dumb. Mages? Knights? What the hell are these people talking about?

   "Martha, the boy is a natural born knight. With his strong body and my guidance he will become a corporal at the minimum and possibly even a Captain entitling him to be a landed noble. There is know way of knowing if he can even sense any of the myriad forms of mana. And if he doesn't have at least two elements he would be bared from ever forming his gold heart."

    "I know that Charles, but I feel like are son is more than just some ordinary child. But in the end it is his choice." Martha quietly spoke. 
"How is Justin's training at the Academy going?"She asked to change the subject.

    "Hahaha,  he just ranked up to a saber man a few days ago according to his letter. Our sons are geniuses. How is Tommy's mage studies going?" exclaimed Charles.

    "What? A saber man already he just became a rank 6 squire on his last trip home 4 months ago? Didn't it take you a year and a half to go from rank one squire to rank one swordsman? hehehe" laughed Martha.
     
     "Why do you mock your husband so you evil woman you know it took me so long because of the injury I sustained rescuing you from the demonic flame tiger" while the words sounded angry the cheesy smile and loving eyes showed that he would gladly suffer far worse to protect this woman.

What is a new lifes value?
If you lost everything, what would you do?
Start over? Give up?

Jason Smith was a one in a billion genius of cultivation and a decent mechanic from a world colonized by earth of 6820 where cultiviation has been found to be real for the last 30,000 years. Technology was far more advanced.
 He came from poor origins and overcame them to be one of the top experts of his world. Then because of a betrayal he died and reincarnetd into a world without ki but instead had 2 more violent energies used by the locals: vital qi and mana.

"Welcome to another year at Aclein Academy of Arcana. To those who are here for the first time, let me introduce myself.
I'm Barton Everglade, a rank-7 Arcana master and currently working as the Principal of this academy.
Now, for the next few years, you are going to spend your time with us. So, let me first remind you of a few points before we move on to the main topic.
All the grades have the same regime. Every grade is divided into five divisions. S: Elite division; A: Soul-beast division; B: Soul-weapon division; C: Soul-plant division, and E: dropouts.
As you can all imagine, Class S will always be provided with the best resources, best training program, etc… 
On the other hand, Class E can drop out of the program at any time and will be more focused on normal education. One would be given a fair amount of chances to prove themselves in a year.
If you can't grasp it, then, it's on you…"
Upon hearing the very first point, Azzy was taken aback and thought, 'this orientation is a little bit different from what I heard it to be… Is it because it was changed 27 years later?'
Barton continued, "The classes were usually decided based on the rankings of the Annual competition. But for those new seedlings as well as the transfer students, your classes will be assigned based on your scores on the starting day.
That means, after this ends, all of you should gather at the training grounds-5, where the teachers will test your capabilities. So, don't forget it."
Gideon Crescent glanced at Azzy, who was listening to Barton's lecture with a straight face as if he already knew it. 
"Now, the next point. More than strength, our academy values discipline. No matter how talented you are, or how big of a background you have, you will be equally punished once you were caught breaking the rules.
If you are bullied or have grudges, you can lodge an official complaint at the student council or with the homeroom teacher.
If you can't forget the grudges, you can initiate official combat at the Arena. The challenger will be notified but with a condition that he/she must equal or greater rank than yours.
Monthly and Annual competitions aren't only for moving up classes, they also have rewards namely in credits, rare cards, etc…
There are also national tournaments, international tournaments, and the World League.
They were also your chances to prove yourselves and move up the division along with extra rewards.
Last year, our top student, Rigel reached 31st rank in the world tournament and 6 students got into the top 500.
So, for this year, let's aim even higher…"
Everyone clapped for a few seconds before the old man continued.
"Today, I'll be giving my insights about a very basic thing that most of the people ignore and chase after improving their strength. It's the connection between the spirit of Arcana and soul."
Everyone went silent and listened to him in silence. Azzy also got interested to know about the spirit world.
"Now, everyone must have known Arcana spirits come from the spirit world, a realm of immortality. But, what everyone ignores is that once this human body fails to function, our soul leaves the body and guess, where it ends up at…"
Azzy's heart skipped a beat for a second.
Barton nodded, looking at the expressions of students, "yes, they will end up at spirit world. Neither at netherworld of Hell nor the Celestial world of Heaven."
Suddenly, a hand rose in the air.
"Yes?" Barton pointed towards its direction.
Azzy thought he was pointing to him. Just as he was about to respond, he saw the boy sitting beside him, stood up and asked, "Sir, if our souls also end up at spirit world, then, does that mean, there's a chance, instead of reincarnating, they are reborn as Arcana spirits?"
"What's your name?" Barton responded to him with a question.
"It's Gideon, Sir." He replied.
"Good question, Gideon." Barton nodded and explained, "You see… the answer isn't as simple as you imagine. I bet most of you must have known about the formation of Soul card, right?"
Aside from the six-year, seven-year, and eight-year-olds, everyone nodded in response.
"Just like how two Arcana spirits fight over the soul card, when one's lifespan is over, the soul of our body will be released something like an invisible ball of light as it entered the spirit world.
The Arcana spirit and your own soul that departs as one will try to devour each other. Both of them will only act nothing but pure instincts.
It's like a tug of war.
Now, who wins the end depends on your rank by the time you are departed.
The higher your rank, the easier for your soul to absorb its power, and when the soul is reincarnated, the Arcana spirit also reincarnates within him/her again.
The lower your rank, the easier for you to get devoured…
Of course, the more powerful your Arcana spirit, the easier is to get devoured too…"
Barton then suddenly stopped and looked at everyone's expressions. This is the stuff you normally only get to read, only in higher studies.
Even to those who lived for more than 500 years, it's pretty scary to hear that your soul might be devoured by your own Arcana even if you are the besties in your life.
One can expect their reactions.
Barton's words incited four types of reactions on these students.
First is a confident look that they can come out on top at the end. Second is a fearful look, losing out their confidence, especially the little kids who have just begun their journey.
The third is a confused look, who didn't understand a single of what he's saying. It's mostly six and seven-year-olds.
The fourth is a calm and composed look. No, it's more like a blank look as if I don't care… Only one such person has that kind of look, who was sitting in a corner.
Barton, as a rank-7, of course, he didn't miss this.
Azzy felt a gaze on him. But, his actions didn't change nonetheless as he was busy figuring out the mystery behind his Arcana.
'So, if it goes as he says… that means, a hundred percent chance that Vajra might have devoured his host. Then, what about Chronos? I mean, even if the founder is a rank-10, it's not possible to devour a god. But if he did it, then, I might be the reincarnation of the founder…
It sounds ridiculous no matter how I think l about it…' 
Azzy felt worried that he might be wrong and get devoured in the future but his face was still emotionless.
Barton stared at him for a couple of seconds, not able to understand what this student is thinking.
Then, he continued, "Either way, they will become stronger. If the soul wins, he will be reincarnated with Arcana spirit and if the latter wins, then, it will become much stronger and the new host will have more potential to reach a higher rank."
A grade-5 student suddenly raises her hands. "Sir, what about normal people?"
"Well, it's easy, isn't it? Normal people don't have anything that tries to devour their souls. So, they happily reincarnate without any issue."
Then, a boy from grade-10 raised his hand.
"Sir, earlier, you mentioned that the souls as well as the spirits stay in the spirit world together. Is it possible after devouring Arcana spirit, a human soul can acquire their powers and reincarnate with those powers, instead of splitting?"
Everyone turned their eyes toward him, wondering whether he's crazy…

#Gold Tier Winner of WFP26;
Setting in the fictional world of Gaia, where special individuals can awaken certain powers within their soul. They are called Arcana Masters.
Some awaken beasts, some awaken weapons, while some awaken the power of plants.
Some people train to become stronger so that they have the power to protect loved ones, some wish to use it for revenge, some wish to live longer, while some want to be free and use their power however they wish.
Yet, there exists a clan, where the descendants only exist to grant death to others so that life and death remain balanced.
Follow the journey of Azrael Garcia, the heir of the cursed clan of Death, as he forms friendships, facing betrayals, meeting love, and cutting down the enemies in the process.
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Note: Author isn't born in an English-speaking nation and has no editor either. So, please be understanding if there are any grammatical errors.
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Author's current works: War Online, Prince of Kpop, Weapon Seller in the world of magic
Author's other notable works:  The Last Slytherin, The Sharingan Hyuga 
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"Hey!" Prince Charming, Prince Naveen, Aladdin, Prince Adam, Li Shang, and Flynn Rider all jump in front of me, blocking Noah from me.

"Woah, Woah, wait! I'm not gonna hurt him!" Noah puts his hands up in surrender, the pistol now in his left hand.

Seriously you're scared of 18-year-olds?

I roll my eyes

It's only a 2-year difference plus they're huge.

Wow, you can answer?

Yeah, I'll explain everything in a minute.

"Guys, what are you doing?" I ask the princes but the 6 princesses-who turn out to be the same age as me-come and pull me away from the situation, the princes now standing around Noah, threateningly.

He legit looks scared. Suddenly I'm worried about his well being.

"Mr. Ethan, we're meant to protect you and keep you safe." Princess Belle informs me as they drag me back towards the "office"

"But he said he's not gonna hurt me, and why are you calling me 'Mr. Ethan'?" I turn back to the situation just in time to see Li Shang kick Noah in the hard shin, causing him to fall over.

"STOP!" I try to run back to Noah but the princesses grab me and hold me back, boi are they strong.

"Mr. Ethan, the boys are beating up the attacker for you." Princess Jasmine stands in front of me, blocking my view from the attack on Noah, trying to calm me down. I look around at the girls, they are all wearing their color schemes, but not their dresses.

They look modern and like normal 18-year-olds.

They look modern and like normal 18-year-olds

       

Turning my mind back to the situation:
Turning my mind back to the situation:

Noah...what do I do?

You have to order them to stop.

Order them?...but I'm not the boss of them.

You are, I'll explain, but you have to stop them first.

Ok, How do I order them?

You must say "Je Vous ordonne d'arrêter!" loudly. Do it quick please, I don't think I'll last much longer.

Ok, Ok hold on

Taking a deep breath I scream "Je Vous ordonne d'arrêter!!!" I scream at the top of my lungs, and just like that the girls let me go. I run in the direction of Noah and the boys, leaving the princesses behind in what seems like a trance.

When I get there the boys are standing around Noah in a circle. I push between Naveen and Adam to see Noah lying on the ground in a huddle, with his knees under his body and his hands covering his head. There are rips all over his clothes and scratches on his arms.

I kneel down beside him as a few tears roll down my cheeks.

Why am I crying?

I carefully move his hands, he looks up at me and smiles weakly. I give him a worried expression, and his smile fades away.

He puts his hand palm down on the ground and attempts to lift himself, but his arms give out under his weight and he falls back down onto his chest.

"ADAM AND LI SHANG, HELP HIM UP!!" I scream for the two strongest, still angry with all of them. Both boys reluctantly walk over and help Noah to his feet before supporting him with one arm over each of their shoulders. I look between the 2 boys

Wow, they are big.

Hm, I wonder who said that earlier?

I look at Noah to see him smirking, trying but failing to hold back a chuckle.

How on earth are you able to kid around?

It's in my blood.

Yeah, and your blood's on the floor.

I roll my eyes and gesture back towards the office building before walking towards it myself. With all 6 princes following me we walk up to the girls and pause.

"Noah and I are going back inside to discuss, you all will stay outside and sit next to the door until I come back out."

They all nod and follow me to the glass door before stopping, I take Noah from Adam and Li Shang and walk inside leaving the characters to talk amongst themselves.

Everyone dreams.
Whether it's Dreaming while sleep, daydreaming, or thinking about what you want to do later in your life.
Have you ever had a weird dream? Have you ever had a dream that made you want to tell everyone about it? 

Dreams are strange things that are hard to explain and decipher but they can also help you in the real world.
That's not what this story's about though, 

This story is all about my dreams.
My Weird, Romantic, Dramatic, Horrific, and sometimes Erotic dreams.
Who knows maybe YOU can decipher MY dreams.
ENJOY!!

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