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.

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.

The class filed out of the building heading to the Cave Diver fields. These fields were a good deal more well maintained than the one in the park. There were eight fields in total and they gradually got bigger and more complicated. The simple list of the mazes were intended for the youngest class of six and seven-year-olds. And the most complicated was created for the 13 and 14-year-olds. These Cave Diver fields had everything clearly marked out, from the team bases which were placed on opposite sides of the maze to the start location for the dancers and the ring of start locations that the dreamers could choose. It was decidedly a much more professional court for the game than the park was. When the children played on the official fields they were each designated a pair of gloves. These gloves were astonishing because they would somehow turned black if the child was tagged. They were incredible pieces of equipment because if there was an instance where two children thought they tag the other person first the the gloves would be the indisputable ruling. If you were tagged first your glove would always turn black.

The kids lined up in front of their year's maze waiting for their instructor. There were six different classes of kids per year. There were different numbers of students enrolled for each of the years but regardless of the number of students in that year there were six classes with a balanced number of students in that class. This meant that there might be 40 students lined up in front of the maze for the youngest year, and 15 students lined up in front of the maze for the oldest year. This number was maintained for each of the different classes throughout the day. Trillian and Samantha's class currently had 29 students in line. 

A rather skinny man came out of the shed off to the side of the court's. He was a little taller than average and had a very pale skin with loose fitting white clothing on. He was carrying a tub of something towards the students that had lined up. Despite his rather scrawny appearance all the children seem to look at him with pure reverence. This fact was explained when you looked at the top of his head and saw a gemstone helm there. Very few of their teachers had the helm. 

"Mr. Cole what are you carrying?" One of the older students yelled.

Mr. Cole did not yell but somehow his voice seemed to carry to everybody's ears "As you all know the cave divers tournament is going to be held next month. You're going to need to start practicing with the team that you're going to be competing with. This boxes full of the outfits each of your teams will be wearing. Now you're going to have to pick your five-man team and come to me. I will assign your color and give you your designated team outfit."

This statement caused a huge commotion, especially with the children within the youngest year who did not see it coming. A lot of the older years had anticipated this and had long ago started trying to create the best team they could. 

Samantha and Trillian had noticed a lot of quiet communication between their other classmates over the last month or so. They however had not been approached themselves, for the very obvious reason of them always giving a very lackadaisical performance in the cave diver games they were part of. 

Teams were formed around them rather quickly and they found themselves with only the dregs of the class still available as team members. Yolanda and Frederick became the team members. 

Yolanda might be top of the class when it came to gemstone theory but her physical capabilities left much to be desired. Her reaction speed was abysmal so she would almost always be tagged first. Frederick on the other hand had an issue with one of his feet. He would always have to limp if you wanted to go anywhere faster than a walk.

Samantha and Trillian were not upset in the slightest with their team members. There was no risk at all that they would be winning the tournament even if they put a little bit of effort into the game. 

The four of them walked over to Mr. Cole. "I see that you four are the unlucky ones that only have four people on the team. But this might be fortunate for you in the long run because we are going to be having a new student join the class tomorrow. Apparently he was demoted from the school of Lords because of bad behavior. He will be your fifth member. I hope you will help him feel welcome. Here are your clothes. Looks like you got red, a team after my own heart." 

It was a well-known secret that Mr. Cole was a dancer. Most Helmed tried to keep their gemstones a secret because it would give them an advantage if they had a conflict was somebody else. Mr. Cole was getting rather old and he clearly did not care too much about who knew his capabilities. 

He rarely used his ability in front of the students but that did not diminish the students admiration for him.

He smiled at them and set them on their way.

All the different teams started to cluster into their own groups. Now that the teams were picked it was time to strategize which gemstone each team should have. There were quite a number of strategies so there was a definite need to consider each team members strengths and weaknesses.

Samantha and Trillian's team clustered into a small circle as well.

Yolanda seem to think that if she explained the reason why the rules were created the way they were their team would have an upper hand. "The sponge makes people pause for five seconds after they tag someone because if you can feel other people's emotions, any interaction you have with them will force them to reflect upon themselves. This is caused because of the insight that you display during the interaction. The puzzler allows you to tag ..." She went into far too much detail about the origin of the game without giving any real insight regarding the team strategy.

Frederick Samantha and Trillian rolled their eyes at each other when they saw how excited Yolanda was to give them a history lesson about the dungeon divers game. Yolanda continued to rattle off facts for them for the majority of their five minute planning time.

"It has always intrigued me that they only use a simplified version of a sapphire cave. To be fully representative of the cave divers experience they should have eight different cave types, rather than a simple maze. I wonder why they do it that way? I hope Mr. Cole knows. I'll go ask him." After constantly talking for four minutes of their time she walked off to ask Mr. Cole in question.

Frederick finally got the opportunity to say something. I might be a bit slow but I'm not half bad at tagging people. I was thinking that I would choose the sponge and head towards their defensive group. If I can managed to tag at least two of them our team will have the advantage for a bit. I know you guys normally play a controller and a glass, but that's probably not the best strategy in this tournament." 

Both Trillian and Samantha knew that there standard strategy of not caring at all about the outcome would not work in a tournament, which is supposed to have the potential to change their lives for the better. "I guess we probably need an attacker also. I will be a dancer and try my hardest to get to the middle of the maze as fast as possible." Trillian decided to follow the standard attack strategy. Samantha continued the distribution of roles"I will be a member of our defensive team so I will pick needle to stay in the game longer. I'm sure that Yolanda will pick her role perfectly considering how much she knows about the game. Let's wait for Miss know it all to come back and tell us why were doing it all wrong."

When Yolanda came back she decided she wanted to be a puzzler. That would allow her to ignore her tagging deficiencies at least once per game.

For the next week the groups would be allowed to practice together and get used to working as a team. Next week teams would start competing to see who's team was best in the class. One month from now the best from each class would be competing in the tournament. The winning team would be elevated to the school of Lords.

Over the next hour Mr. Cole assigned teams to challenge each other. For the younger kids like Samantha and Trillian the matches were very quick. This was because their maze was simple enough to be navigated in a minute or two, and because all of their strategies were rather adolescent. Considering their age that seemed very appropriate.

To nobody's surprise their group did not win a single match. Frederick was not lying when he said he was good at tagging people. Every time they competed against other teams he managed to tag two of them before getting tagged himself. This might've had a larger impact on the game if they were not already one man down. Samantha and Yolanda did not really have that much to do while defending because the main issue for their team was that Trillian appeared to have no maze navigation skills. He would constantly get lost in the maze allowing the other team to grab the ball and leave before he found the center. This was quite abnormal considering for their age there were only about three dead ends per side. Even if you found all three of them you should be able to make it to the center without much difficulty. Somehow Trillian managed to hit the dead ends multiple times while he was trying to navigate through the maze. Overall it seems that their team needed some work.

 When they watch the other teams play they could see that the teamwork for their groups had already developed very well. The other teams must of been practicing together for a while.

The fact that Trillian had been left out when the other kids were playing made him sad. It is never a good feeling to know that your friends are excluding you from what they're doing on purpose. Trillian once again regretted having to follow all of gran's rules. It made it so that he could not live a normal life that he had always wanted. His only comfort was that there must be a clear reason why he had to avoid the attention of the Lord. He still did not know what that reason was though, but he trusted Gran. So despite the fact that he was upset on missing out, he continued his ploy of incompetent maze navigation.

If you paid attention to the different age groups you could clearly see the strategic complexity advance from year-to-year. The youngest children all tried to rush into the maze at once and get the ball. There was clearly only two things in their mind. First get the ball, then bring it to base. It was hard to follow individuals within the mass of kids.

The 7 to 8-year-olds started to understand positioning. They would have people defending the entrance to their half of the maze and a few people trying to navigate the maze. 

Trillian and Samantha were in the 8 to 9-year-old class. This group of children was just starting to understand that those with the best strategy have a higher chance of winning. You could start to see the kids trying new approaches rather than just attacker and defender there would be anti-defense and distraction plays.

The next few years above them you could see the strategies that were being experimented with during their year becoming honed to a much more effective approach. The children started specializing in specific roles that they knew how to use to their fullest extent.

The last few age groups had clearly planned out multiple strategies and contingencies. If something went wrong then they would change their approach. They had even developed their own code so they could share information among their team without telling the other team what was being done. It was a much faster game but it also took a lot longer to complete because their opponents were just as effective at countering their strategies as creating their own.

The gaze of Samantha was rarely on her own court, if her team was not playing. Instead it was looking off at the older children's games. The simple attack and defend strategies of her year evidently did not keep her attention in the slightest.

Next to her, Trillian was looking at his classmates in envy as they competed for the ball. You would've thought that by now he would have gotten use to his lot in life. But evidently he was still sullen about the fact he did not get to play like the other kids do.

Trillian and Samantha are  carefree children, but they lives in a world where the Lords have almost unlimited power. These powers are not a matter of physical supremacy, but a show of mental acuity. Their mental capacity is not natural. They are augmenting their brains capability through the gemstone helm. If you want to increase your mental capabilities simply have the gemstone helm installed and augment whichever faculty you want to increase. But beware if your gemstone is ever used up your will become Glass. Your augmented attribute will drop far below the capabilities of a normal human.

'So, we are all gathered to celebrate the death of that stupid idiot, Jessalyn. As the leader and the most powerful of the group, after Jessalyn and the currently absent Brooklyn, I, Noelle Ching, will give you all a toast. To us, class P456. May we have prosperity and peace after so long. CHEERS!!' Noelle screamed. The others, including Natalie, repeated. 'KANPAI!!!!!!!!!!! (CHEERS!!) They screamed and drank either apple juice or cola from their cups. 'Drink, Ching Ching,' Hissed Natalie. Emily drank her paper cup of coca cola. 'Why are you all so happy?' She asked. 'Wait... Your sister looks familiar. Is she... the famous television star 瑤瑤姐(Yiu Yiu Jie)???? Wait??? Is she??? Why didn't you tell me??' 
Natalie sighed, and thought about her past...
*flashback*
'Onee-chan!!' Natalie shouted as soon her sister had returned home from school. 'Hi, Nat,' the 8 year old Noelle put down her school bag. 'We're going to try out for SETS today. Have you practiced your routine?' Noelle then said with a serious expression on her face. 'Okay!! I'll try my best!!' 
TIME SKIP...
'Both of you got in to SETS just like your cousin. I'm so proud of you both. Right, Nicole?' Mrs Ching said while fondling the newest addition to the family- a baby girl whom they named Nicole. 'Hai!! Thanks mama. I promise to work hard and make my family proud of me!' Natalie said, happy. 'Thank you. If you excuse me, I'll go back to my room,' Noelle said, and went back to her room. What happened to ka jie (older sister)?? She used to be energetic. Doing homework? I'll just leave her alone, I guess. The 5 year old Natalie thought. She was still naive and childish and did not understand sadness. 
TIME SKIP...
'Noelle Ching, congratulations for making it to the one of the best classes in the entire Hong Kong. Please tell me if you have any difficulties because you're competing against girls 3 years your senior. Okay?' Miss Tana said to Noelle. 'Okay. Thanks Miss Tana.' Noelle replied and went to class. 'Ha!! That's a baby. What's a baby doing in our class, huh?' A group of big girls laughed. Noelle was shorter than most children her age, and even though she wore glasses, you can easily mistake her for a 7 or an 8 year old. 'I'm ten...' Noelle whispered. 'You're ten? What's a ten year old doing in a class that's supposed to be for 12 year olds? Get out here!!' A girl with a ponytail, obviously the leader, teased, no bullied the newcomer girl. 'Yeah, Jessalyn. 給我們滾!!! (Beat it, kid. Get out and leave us alone!!)' The girls all chorused. 
However, 5 year old Natalie saw everything...
TIME SKIP...
As time passed, Noelle used her skill, tactics and intelligence to beat the other kids, making it to the top class and become the head prefect of Happy Valley Public Primary School soon after. The other kids learnt to respect her and stopped bullying her, some of them even offered to be friends with her. Except Jessalyn, of course. Since she made it to the national television as an aspiring star, Jessalyn's jealousy grew. Luckily, Noelle's unit partner, Luna, helped confront Jessalyn and report her to the school. Jessalyn then turned her bullying target to Noelle's younger sisters, Natalie and Nicole, who were still inexperienced. 
The Ching siblings hated Jessalyn, and would do anything to get their revenge. 
*Flashback ended*
Then... Could Noelle or Natalie killed Jessalyn, or had took part in the murder??
Emily decided to secretly investigate this case, for Noelle and Natalie might be the main suspects. 
So, she decided to go back to the girls' bathroom, her hand holding a pen and some paper from a useless exercise book, to where the body lay, and started to draw a picture of the crime scene...

In the middle of the Arena, a large slab of stone was placed in a vertical position.
This stone slab isn't an ordinary one, for sure. It is atleast 4 to 5 meters big with several runes carved on it.
"I heard that the outside world uses the awakening scrolls for convenience but this awakening stone of our clan has a special property. It enhances your existing Arcana while you are trying for the second awakening."
"I see… This is why there are a lot of 12-year-olds trying to participate this time," Azzy commented, hearing out Barbara's explanation.
"Yup." She nodded with a smile, "and you know, in the rarest cases, someone receives an additional soul skill. The last one to receive it was Lady Night. It happened 22 years ago."
"Eh?" Azzy widened his eyes in surprise, "Master is only 34 years old?"
"Hmm? You don't about it?" She looked at him as if he was that clueless.
Azzy thought his master is indeed awesome but didn't know she was this incredible. A 34-year-old who is a seven-star Arcana Master? She's indeed a daughter of heaven.
He replied, "I didn't pay much attention."
"She's my role model you know… There was one time…" Upon mentioning Avia, Barbara started to show her fanatic side…
"Young Miss Crescent, Young Master Garcia," At that time someone called these twelve-year-olds, making Azzy sigh in relief as he no longer wishes to stick with this cousin of his. Even her way of talking is a bit similar to Evelyn.
The only difference is that Evelyn can drag people into random dreams with her words while this cousin has the power of persuasion in her mouth. Whenever she talks, Azzy wasn't able to resist answering her questions or stopping the conversation.
"Everything is ready. Please…" A staff told them to join the line.
Both of them stood up from their seats and joined a line that's full of kids.
Azzy didn't know what kind of reputation Barbara has but no one dared to talk to either of them when he was with her. So, he thought, even though it's a pain, it's better to stick with her.
The adults stayed back in the waiting hall; meanwhile, Truman Ash, one of the Elders of the Death clan as well as the Master of Pavilion leads the kids to the Arena.
As Azzy stepped inside, he saw it was packed with an audience numbered atleast a thousand.
That's when he thought the clan is a lot bigger than he imagined. This pocket world is as big as a Province for a reason.
Unlike the usual atmosphere, the arena was filled with silence and no cheers escaped from anyone, trying to behave themselves.
"Wow, all the clan leaders gathered here…" "Is he the Clan head in the middle? It's my first time seeing him…" "I heard that all of them are peak rank-8 and our clan head is just a step away from becoming rank-10." "Yeah, I heard that rank-10 masters can regain their youth and live for another hundred thousand years?" "Well, in history, only the founders of hidden clans reached such rank before ascending to the celestial world of heaven."
All sorts of murmurings rang in Azzy's ears. Maybe, it's because he's a 3-star, his hearing improved quite a lot. The only problem was that he can't control it, yet.
Then, his eyes lay on the stone slab in the middle of a 500 sq.meter big platform.
"That is the awakening stone I was talking about," Barbara chirped from the side.
As everyone arrived, Elder Truman said, "eight-year-olds, the first-timers, gather on the right. Twelve-year-olds on the left."
Barbara and Azzy moved to the left along with others.
Elder Truman then bowed to the feeble looking old man, who sat at a certain section along with other clan leaders and elders. Avia and Evelyn also joined them.
The clan head nodded.
Elder Truman then addressed the audience, "everyone, welcome to our clan awakening ceremony. As you all know, first, our new generation will be awakening their soul cards through this wonderful relic left by our founder, Azrael Garcia.
Then, the second awakening ceremony will begin, where our talented young Arcana Masters will get the opportunity to increase their potential.
Ordinary people will become talented. Talented will become genius, the Genius will become Monsters, and the monsters will become the son or the daughter of heaven.
As for the second part, we have made a few changes, this time." Pointing at the section where Azzy and others stood, he continued, "These young Arcana Masters will not spar against each other but display their powers, sparring against with their senior disciples from all the Pavilions.
Of course, their seniors will hold back their strength and use the power equivalent to the candidate. Let's give a round of applause for this young generation who will become the future pillars of our clan."
After everyone clapped for a few seconds, he looked at the clan head to give permission.
Qridus Garcia then spoke in a whisper, "begin." Even though it's a whisper, it seemed loud and clear to everyone.
Elder Truman of the Ash clan then addressed the eight-year-olds to go towards the stone slab and place their palms on it.
One by one, they started to walk to the relic and did as they were told after bowing to the clan head and the clan leaders and Elders.
Azzy saw, as soon as their palms touched the relic, the runes that carved on it, started to glow for a few seconds while their soul cards awakened appeared before everyone.
The first time, when one's Arcana is awakened, it usually appears beside its Master.
He felt strange that his Arcana never appeared that way. Only a set of weapons appeared in his hands.
"Aleister Blood greets the Clan Head." A cute looking boy with messy hair and large eyes with bright red pupils bowed to others before placing his palms on the awakening stone.
Usually, the number of glowing runes indicates one potential. The higher the number, the greater the potential.
But, as soon as his palms touched the relic, more than 90 runes of 108 runes lit up, shocking the audience.
A soul card formed before the boy while a thick aura made of blood surrounded the eight-year-old. 
The Crescent clan leader turned his head aside and said with a smile, "Congratulations, Francis. Your clan produced a genius with great potential. We haven't seen a situation like this for ten years."
The Blood clan leader, Francis Blood responded with a depressed tone, "but it's only 95. Another 5, it would have been great." 
Even though he appeared a little bit disappointed, these 8-star Arcana Masters can feel even the minute changes that are happening in their body. The clan leader was indeed pleased with the result.
"This boy has the potential to become the next clan leader, Francis." The clan head commented, staring at the boy.
"You are forgetting about Remia, Qridus." Francis reminded him of his daughter. 
Being in the same generation, he's also one of the people who are closest to the Clan head, having the privilege to call him by his first name.
"That's right. I almost forgot about her. It's already been a thousand years. She had made a breakthrough to rank-8, right? Why is that irresponsible brat still playing out there?" Qridus then remembered this girl, who was always out there, trying to explore the mysterious world of Arcana.
He immediately scolded her who is at least 7000 years old but doesn't know how to act her age.
Francis' expression turned sour.

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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.
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"Little girl, you might be young, but your guts aren't small," the woman sneered. "Don't you know? Many people end up dying because they run their mouths off."
"Like you?" Qiao Mu crossed her arms across her chest and seemingly stood in front of the woman carelessly, but in actuality, she was completely on guard from head to toe.
The woman flew into a rage, and her sandalwood fan suddenly transformed into a sharp weapon, slapping toward Qiao Mu's mouth with a whoosh.
From the looks of it, this woman was fairly angry at Qiao Mu's offensively insulting mouth. Her brutal attack intended to shatter her mouth as well as knock out her tiny pearly teeth.
However, Qiao Mu was already prepared. Seeing the woman wave her hand, she nimbly dodged to the side. Her figure was very dainty, and her person was also very lithe.
The direction she dodged toward just happened to be where a burly man was standing.
The burly man fearfully watched as the sandalwood fan flew toward him and wanted to jump to the side, but he discovered that his body had uncontrollably frozen. 
Furthermore, it was precisely this moment of hesitation that allowed the sandalwood fan to smack into his head, and with a clap, his head exploded like a smashed watermelon.
Qiao Mu smiled. The repetition talisman she tossed just now restricted the dummy's actions and helped her gain a tiny fragment of time. 
This was enough!
In a flash, Qiao Mu had already appeared next to the youth tied to the withered tree. 
Perhaps not expecting the little girl's actions and reaction time to be so fast, the youth's secretly moving hands paused.
"Quick, help me untie…"
Bang! A tiny fist imbued with quintuple strength slammed into his abdomen without hesitation or a hint of protective feelings for a beauty. 
And so, the child's fierce punch sent the youth, beautiful like fine jade, heavily falling back with a bang, along with the snapped off part of the withered tree. 
If the youth's current mood had to be described in three words, then it would unquestionably be "What the f*ck"… 
My goodness! The youth was extremely piqued. In the entire country, from 80-year-olds to 8-year-olds, there was not a single female who could resist his smile, yet this youth was tragically "deflowered" by a darn girl. 
If it were not for the ferocious punch that knocked his organs out of their places and caused his body to still faintly ache, he would seriously have to question whether he was dreaming just now!
This darn girl really attacked so ruthlessly!!!
However, this was currently not the best time for him to seek revenge against this d*mn brat. The youth struggled to climb up from the ground. His hands were still firmly tied behind his back to the withered tree, but a black bead the size of a pigeon egg appeared between his fingers. 
He turned around and suddenly flung the black bead towards the dainty woman.
At the same time, he swiftly sprinted forward with a broken tree over his head. His back silhouette was extremely comical. It was as though he was carrying a flagpole on his back, but his running speed was not hindered in the slightest.
BOOM! Half of Hulan Mountain was woken up from this gigantic commotion.
Many villagers of Qiaotou Village frightfully ran out of their houses and looked up at Hulan Mountain, clueless about the situation.
"What was that?" Qiao Mu could not resist asking.
The youth turned his head in alarm and met her stoic face. 
"You???" D*mn, she didn't faint from the turbulence just now even though she was completely unprepared? More than that, he was already running at the top of his speed, so how did this d*mn brat manage to catch up??? 


A genius talisman practitioner is reborn as a seven-year-old girl! However, her innocent appearance belies her vicious personality. 
In the remote countryside, the Crown Prince runs into her, beating up her enemy. She is indifferent, but it’s love at first sight for the Crown Prince!
“Not good, Your Highness the Crown Prince, Her Highness the Crown Prince Consort used an immobilization talisman on His Majesty the Emperor, and His Majesty is currently eating dirt in the main hall.”
“Isn’t that normal? Who told that dog emperor to provoke my wife? I say it’s a job well done! Pour a bucket of ice water on him to cool him down!”
“Your Highness the Crown Prince, it’s really not good this time! The great Crown Prince Consort threw out three explosion talismans and destroyed Noble Consort Zheng and her house!”
A certain crown prince laughed madly. “Job well done! She’s truly my wife; she’s as awesome as always!”
“Crown Prince, Crown Prince, it’s seriously bad this time! A beautiful man appeared in the great Crown Prince Consort’s room!” You got cuckolded again!
The crown prince harshly picked up the handsome man half laying on her bed. “Who are you?” 
A certain consort replied with a stoic face. “I drew a deity-inviting talisman and summoned a venerable immortal of love.”
“Get lost as soon as you finish fighting!”
“Oh, sorry, it's easier to invite the devil in than to send him away!” I’m not leaving!
Embark on this adventure of a little stoic who just wants to grow stronger and protect her family but unwittingly ends up with a merry company of troublemakers. A riveting cocktail of cultivation, zombies, and sci-fic!


Another year had passed and Valerie was two years old. She could speak more words, since it is normal for a 2 year old to speak more now. As usual, she was outside with Rowan. 

She had a flowy red dress, with a black bow wrapped around her waist. Her hair was tied up into a bun with black lace. She was running around barefooted, as her brother chased her around.

Although Rowan was only 8 years old, you could see defined features forming on his face. He had a soft jawline,but you could see a hint of a sharp jawline forming. He, like his dad and uncle, had dirty blonde hair. He had bright blue eyes and thin lips. You could see very light freckles if you looked closely on his face. But the thing about Rowan is that besides his family and his one friend, he is very cold to others. If you dare come near him, he would glare you down, making you turn away frightfully and run away. In his 8 years of life, he has only made a single friend in which he can be a regular 8 year old with. His father is constantly trying to make him interact with other children, besides his one friend, hoping that his young child's coldness will eventually stop as he grows older. As of right now, it seems that there is no hope. But the future is unpredictable, you never know what it beholds.

"Ha! I got you Val!"

"No, you not" responded Valerie, trying her best not to speak full sentences. As an avid reader in her previous life, she knows tons of words that not many know. For the regular person, speaking baby words is easy. But for a bookworm like herself, it is extremely tough.'Gosh, I can't wait till I become 5' thought Valerie.

"KIDS IT'S TIME FOR LUNCH" yelled the nanny from across the backyard.

"Come on Val", Rowan runs towards the house, with Valerie in his arms. By the time he got to the house, he was sweating quite a lot, since the house was about one mile away. Not to mention, Valerie is quite heavy. The nanny rushes to Rowan, helping him get out of his outside clothes and wiping off the sweat on his body. She then quickly rushes and grabs freshly ironed indoor clothes and puts it on him. While she is doing this, a robot walks to the dining room, grabs the sweaty clothes, and then walks away to the laundry room. Once the nanny finished dressing Rowan, she quickly dresses Valerie into her indoor clothing. 

Once they were dressed, Rowan picks up Valerie and walks to the dining table, first sitting Valerie, then himself. Once the food was served by top chefs, who then elegantly walked back to the kitchen, Rowan pulled out his Zenix and started scrolling through it. Unlike other 8 year olds, he is quite interested in economics and likes to keep up with how the economy is doing. So he was reading the news on what's happening with the WenField company, Renovation X, etc. Valerie was slowly eating her food, thinking about her future and what she plans to do.

'Should start a company?' thought Valerie. Her plan was to become independent and powerful person, so no one could look down at her, only look up. She was thinking that she could maybe start a company and grow that company to become a powerhouse in her country, or rather, the world. But only time will tell what she decides.

10 minutes later, Valerie and Rowan here the door open. Rowan yells " Welcome home, Dad". He then gets back to reading the news. " Hi my Buttercups", says Father, kissing each on the forehead. 

"Dad why are you back home so early", asked Rowan. Father usually came home much later, when the children are sleeping. "I felt like it, that's why", he responded. " Oh dad, I want know if McMaud Greenway has any graduates for the new movie?" 

"Good thing you asked Rowan, we do have two graduates for our new movie. They auditioned and luckily they weren't too bad".

"Who are they?" Rowan was curious on who his father had chosen.

"I'll tell you later, but for now just finish your food." 

"Ok dad." Rowan then gets back to eating his food while scrolling through Zenix.

Father then sits down and starts eating his food, while also scrolling through Zenix. 

 As soon as they finished eating, Father went up stairs to his study while Rowan picked Valerie up and played with her in her room. Soon enough, they all slept. Another day has passed. It soon turned into weeks, then months, and finally one more year had passed. Tomorrow was the first day of school for Rowan, starting his 2nd year of middle school.

*RING RING RING*

The noise of the alarm echoed throughout halls of the large mansion, which were once quiet. The moment that the alarm went off, everything, from the nanny to the robots, to even the chefs started bustling about. Valerie was dreading for this day to come.

After being cheated on by her husband with her stepsister, Karia had fallen into despair. When she finally was able to recover from her despair she went to walk outside. But then, she sees her ex-husband and her step sister kissing and hugging affectionately. This caused Karia’s emotions from that day to come back. Then she made the decision to jump in front of a car, killing herself. As her soul was about to fade into the abyss, something grabbed at her and pulled her back into the world, in the form of a baby. This baby’s name was Valerie Shounmen, the bastard daughter of Malcolm Shounmen. Here’s Valerie Shounmen’s journey into becoming the queen of the world!


Im a very lazy person, so the chapter uploads will be very irregular. I have no set schedule and I upload when I feel like it. Also, since i read other novels,for inspiration for how i want my story line to go, this can delay a chapter upload. Please bear with me till i can figure out how my story will go from beginning to end. 

Thank You For Reading!!

I got the money for the first project of my company :D  so this is the celebration of that! The money wasn't much! In US dollars it would be about 230 dollars or something? But it's a start! (Also 230 dollars is like a pretty good starting income in my country :D)  
Also if anyone can effort to give 3 dollars a month to charity this is the link :")) :DDDD I need around 2000 dollars to buy some equipment for my company, so each 2 or 3 dollars mean a lot to me.  
https://www.pat-reon.com/SupremeMagus (Of course without the – in the middle)
Now for the chapter:
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Chapter 24: Territory of a God of Magic
If you live in a magic world and after 500-600 years you don't know anything about reading future, there is something wrong with you!
Reading future has many branches and half of them doesn't need any talent. But this man in front of me was smart and talented!
"Nicolas Flamel. Such an honor to meet a living legend like you, sir." He was couple of decades older than me and I'm not a rude demon god! "I see you are not in a good physical condition, how about we help each other. Let's make some deals."
"Ah, even though age has downsides like my whole body hurting every day, old age has its perks. Like being known and having more time to accumulate achievements."
I smiled and the hotel manager brought us two cups of ginger honey tea. "Anything else, sir?"  He asked Flamel  of course.
"No, thank you Edward."
He bowed to Flamel and left. He sipped his tea and said:  
"Deal you said, huh? You see I've taught in that school for 300 years. Lately I felt bored and my body can handle less and less pressure each day so I quit. But I still consider that place as my school Mr. Green. You coming to my school and pressure my students and my coworkers…" He paused a bit and continued "I don't involve myself in politics, or wars or anything worldly. But the school is one of the only things I care about."
I answered: "I didn't want to bring any kind of trouble to you or Beauxbatons. I just wanted to be a librarian. And when they refused me, I felt the culture of improving needs to be renewed here."
I was careful with my words. It wasn't like I was scared of Flamel, but he had a tremendous amount of influence in France and all wizard communities. Nearly all of French wizards were his students! He could make things really difficult for me if he wanted to.
"Give me a chance. 1 year. And if you are unhappy with the results, I'd be glad to return the seat of headmaster to Madam Maxime. Also I can give you your youth back."
He raised his eyebrows and said:
"I'm listening."   
"I know the elixir of life increases your life span, but as I can see your current form, it doesn't help you to stay young. I can give you your youth back."
"And what do you want in return?"  
"3 things. First I want you to help me become the headmaster of Beauxbatons and reshape it into a better school of magic. Second I want you to teach there on more important subjects and use your connections to bring those old magicians who are clinging to life like you to this school and help me convince them to teach here. And the third one is that I want your knowledge of alchemy, I'll give you some small projects and I want you to work on them, you can reject of course."
He rubbed his eyes and said:  
"I wanted to reject you without hearing what you want to say but you are not asking for something bad. It feels like dealing with a devil." He drank his tea and was in deep silence and said: "Let me talk to my wife about it. If she agrees we can work. I'll let you know in 3-4 hours. My body can't take the pressure of apparating. I need to go with a car. I'll send you the results with an owl. Are you planning on staying in this hotel?"
"Yes, I'll stay."
And he left while walking funny.
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After that meeting Flamel sent me a letter and asked me to meet him and his wife at their home. I went there and after a lovely dinner I wrote them a Demonic Deal with my [Deal with the Devil] ability and used the conditions I told Nicolas and two souls from the soul container that I carried as their part of the deal.
After that everything went smoothly. Even if I wanted to become the Minister for Magic, with Flamels support I could be in a year or two!
In less than a week I became the new headmaster of Beauxbatons! And at that moment something crazy happened!
[As a God of Magic, being the headmaster of a Magic School is the perfect place. Your divinity is resonating with this land. This land became a pseudo-domain of yours!
Effects:
Spark Generator: If you spend 8 hours a day for a year in this school of magic, you'll gain 2 sparks of Magic Divinity.  (Based on the students it can grow)
Magic Power (Self) increased: +50%
Magic Power (Staff) increased: +20%
Magic Power (Students) increased: +10%
Student's Magic learning (Combination of 3 divinities in effect): +150%
Magic sensing: You can sense all the magic in this school.
Magic Command: You have a command over magic in this land.
Ban/Restriction: You can ban people from school.
Requirement: Magic Divinity]
 
And  then I got a crazy quest!
 
[New Quest: Make the school yours!
Turn the pseudo-domain of magic on the school into a real domain!
Requirements:
Make 3 different schools of magic available for learning (1/3)
Make 20 different branches of magic available for learning (5/20)
Have 5 Archmages as your teachers (1/5)
Increase the land of school to at least 100 hectares (12/100)
Increase students to 5000 (549/5000)
Make businesses inside the school so it would become independent (0/100,000 G per month) [Remember 500 G per month is astronomical income!] 
Open higher graduation studies and license to teach masteries of at least 5 branches of magic (0/5)
Graduate 50 master of branches of magic (0/50) 
Make the school independent from the Ministry (Not completed)
Bonus#1: Make 5 grade A small magical jungles. (0/5)
Bonus#2: Accept 5  different races in your school (2/5) 
Bonus#3: Make the school the number one school of wizardry and magic on earth (Not completed)
Rewards: Turn the school into your domain, +5 sparks of the divinity of magic, ???]
 
 'Ah, I need to work a lot!'
After that message I talked to Tom about how we should open some businesses in France and I needed his help to increase my power as the headmaster of Beauxbatons.
Did I need to become the headmaster of this place? I would say yes. The rewards were so good I couldn't even imagine how good it would the effects be. On the next level of God of Magic I would get the Nature and Earth affinity, and if they were anything like the wind affinity I got, it would be amazing. With this wind affinity I could say I was able to just blow an army away! I could easily create couple of tornados and send them toward different cities! It was even without using the power of demonic disaster on it! If I added that energy to it, it would be twice more powerful at least!
With earth affinity I might even be able to create casual earthquakes!
Also that nature affinity? Who doesn't want to go all Hashirama Senju and go [Wood Style: Deep Forest Emergence] enemies?
With affinities I can go full mind blowing moves. Isn't that the dream? Better than Martin Luther king's dream I say!  
Also training a lot of magical people would help me increase my influence on the world. I could increase my status and power together! What's better than this?
I had my first appearance in the school. They had a Main hall like Hogwarts where they had daily meals. I walked in and looked at everyone. Most of the students were there and near half of the teachers.
Some of them didn't like the change of staff and headmaster.
I walked toward the headmasters seat and said "Today is a joyous day for Beauxbatons! I, Michael Green came to this school to improve the level of teaching magic. From tomorrow you will learn the changes in the school on your dorms news board. The change of staff is unfortunate but the best and brightest teachers are on the way here. To tell you a part of changes for the school I can give you the news on new buildings that are going to be built for preschools and higher education school on the campus. Also we will have at least 10 new branches of magic being taught here by the next term. And of course, by the next year we are hoping to open mastery courses in the school. I am talking too much. You need your energies for tomorrow. You'll probably have some problems because some of your teachers are absent but we will try to fix everything in a week. Problems are for tomorrow, let us dine now!"
Then I clapped, Dumbledore style and the food appeared.
After having the dinner I asked the staff to meet me in my office. 8 teachers were left. I gathered them at my room and had a little speech for them.
"Even though most of you don't want to be here and mostly have monetary problems or things like that, I must tell you about the new direction that we are taking. In a year, number of teachers will probably exceed 100 and we will have the best of the best teachers in the world here. I want nothing but quality, if you don't meet the standards you'll be forced to go through the mastery classes again. If you refuse or don't improve, we will have to let you go."
I paused for ten seconds to let them understand the threat and continued:
"Also aside from new facilities, new teachers, new courses and overall improvement of quality and efficiency, we'll establish a magical journal that all teachers are obligated to write at least one article per year and also a publication under this schools name. Any ground breaking thesis will affect your income. Aside from that, all kinds of clubs will start in the school and I want your cooperation to be the head of these clubs. You'll gain special privileges based on your work. We will discuss the details later on our second meeting in 5 days when the new teachers arrive. You can ask your questions then. I want you to think about what I said and the standards we want. If you don't think you can handle it, you can always leave."
They all left my room. I locked the door and teleported to Kamar-Taj. I needed to spend 8 hours there and finish the library as soon as possible.
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After couple of hours I saw Ancient One coming inside the library.
"It's nice seeing you Ancient One."
She brought a kettle and two cups.
"Do you have time?"
I smiled and we sat behind a desk to drink tea.
I asked "So are you going to accept? I know you know what I'm going to ask you."
"Maybe not always myself. But even if I'm not there I can send a master to teach Eldritch magic at your school. Just the fighting part. We can't uncover too much sorcery to people."
"It's more than I needed."
We had a small talk and I went back to the school. Today was the day goblins would come to build 2 castles there! One for intermediate Level (11-17 year olds) and one for higher level (18-24 year olds) of magical education. The current building would be used by elementary level (7-11 year olds) of education.
 
I went to the main hall for breakfast. Everyone sat down at their tables and the food appeared. We were in the middle of breakfast that newspapers arrived. I knew the news would blow up the school like an atomic bomb. I prepared a lot for today's news.  
An owl dropped a French Reporter and a daily prophet in front of me. I looked at the headlines.
{Nicolas Flamel and her wife, young again!: "We are in debt to Mr. Green, the new headmaster of Beauxbatons for this feat." "Me and my wife will be teaching mastery of Alchemy and Healing Arts" "Mr. Green is a bright man and I'm sure under his leadership Beauxbatons will improve to a level it never saw before." Continue on page 2 about the life and achievements of Nicolas Flamel and his wife and the full interview.}
{Albus Dumbledore "By the request of my teacher and my friend, Mr. Flamel, I'll be teaching Transfiguration mastery in Beauxbatons." "Hogwarts is my home and I'll never abandon it, I'll be moving between schools. I'll teach 8 hours a week in Beauxbatons." Continue on page 5 with the full intervew}
{10 of the past 20 years international duel champions at Beauxbatons to teach Battle magic! Continue on page 6 about the list of new professors and their achievements.}
 
{{{{SHOCKING NEWS! Mr. Green, the new headmaster of Beauxbatons said he found a way to cure squibs! All squibs around the world now can attend to Beauxbatons to get cured and study! The legitimacy of his claim is still under research. For a short history of squibs go to page 8}}}}
 
{Beauxbatons opens its elementary school of magic! Mr. Green, new headmaster of Beauxbatons says: "I think there are a lot of preparations that are necessary before entering a magical society or magical schools. Etiquette, writing and reading, basic herbology and care of animals, basic magical theory and how to do wandless magic." Yes you heard right! He mentioned teaching wandless magic to children! For more information about wandless magic go to page 10}
 
{ 7 new branches of magic introduced in Beauxbatons! Occlumancy, Rituals, Battle Magic, Elemental magic, Eldritch magic, Light arts, Healing. The school gave news about 4 new branches of magic that will open in the next term of school. For a brief description of some of these branches of magic go to page 13 (we couldn't find anything on Eldritch magic, so if you have any information on that, contact us.)}
 
{Michael Green, A savior or a disruptor of traditions? A full interview with an educational expert on Mr. Green's decision of adding more branches of magic. Go to page 18 for the full interview.}
'Hah, it's all starting.'
The talks in the main hall began to rise. Every student was going crazy about the sudden change!
"Silence!"  
My voice sounded like a thunder and everyone got quiet.
"As you've seen, there will be changes! But first on the popular changes I need to mention two things that will happen through next 2 months which you should know about I think. First of that is there will be professional Quidditch teams coming at school after we make the second Quidditch field like a pro stadium. We hope to see a lot of matches happen at our school. We hope to have professional Quidditch lessons taught by professionals too."
The talks started again, and some students were simply shouting out of happiness!
"Second thing you need to know!" I shouted this part to silence the students.
"There will be at least 15 different clubs and all of you are obligated to join at least one club! Each one of clubs will be supervised at least by one teacher. List of the clubs and requirements for them will be out next week. And gather tonight for the arrival of new teachers and students."
I had my breakfast and went back to my office where Dumbledore was waiting for me.
"Mr. Green, or should I call you headmaster Green now?"
I smiled and shook his hand.
"Mr. Dumbledore, sorry for not talking to you about the plans I have for this school. I'm still grateful for what you've done for me.  I hope to keep the position of librarian of Hogwarts if you are not unhappy about it. I feel a special connection to that library and I can control it as I want. Even if I'm not there I can be a librarian."
Albus smiled and said "It's no problem Headmaster Green, but the reason I'm here is not about the changes and your librarian position. I want to know about the Squib Cure rumor that has been going around. Are you claiming that you found a way to cure squibs?"
"I did, It was a joined research of me and Mr. Slytherin if I must say."
"But … How? Can I have your research on the matter?"
"Of course Professor, but wait for a week please, we are in the middle of patenting the process so only we could perform it in any country under ICW. We are glad to share any information afterwards. Not that we don't trust you professor, but thieves have many means and they could get it and patent it before us. That would be a huge loss."
Albus nodded and said: "I hope your work here bears any fruit. Did you think of any ways to solve the funding problem of Beauxbatons?"
"I have prepared several school businesses. I think they'll suffice for some time until we finish some long term plans."
"That's really good. I see that you added rituals as one of the branches to teach. Aren't you afraid that you might be in trouble for it? We are working on a ritual ban in ICW."
"I don't see ritual as a dark art. If taught properly if can be useful. It's actually funny that you are the one saying that considering having done at least 5 rituals of power. I'm pretty sure you did the burning sun ritual!"
He was shocked. He didn't know I can see all the energies within the school because of my divinity and I could feel traces of rituals on him.
"That might be true." He said that in a deep and contemplative voice and got out of my office after congratulating me for a second time.
I layed back on my chair thought about what I wanted to do with my school. Yes, my school.
 
 
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End of Chapter
 
 Name: Michael Green (Level 18) (AKA: Grin)
Titles: Magician, Annihilator
Race: Demon God
Lifespan: 450 Earth Years
Tier: Ascended (low)
Free Stat Points: 8
Str: 79
Vit: 75
Dex: 75
Int: 94
Wis: 95
Mgc: 126
LUC: 26
Perks:
Divinity – Mind [Level 2/?] (2/5)
Divinity – Knowledge [Level 2/?] (0/5)
Divinity – Magic [Level 2/?] (0/5)
Divinity Domain – Souls (Under Magic Divinity) [Mastery of Domain 12%]
Demonic - Knight of Hell [Level 1/5]
System [Level 18/?]
Long-Runner [Max]
Gamers Body [Max]

After saving a person from Truck-kun, the damn truck went rogue to kill me, and sent me to the void to be tortured. But Creator took a pity on me and saved me. Gave me some wishes and sent me to different version of Marvel world. 

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My first novel and of course English is not my first language. 
And the update won’t be regular. 


Tags: Reincarnation, System, Marvel, Harry Potter, Supernatural, R-18
Disclaimer: I don't own anything, not the cover, not any of the stories that I used. Not even my OCs! don’t sue me. Just a fan fiction. Chill.

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