"Hyung aku sangat merindukanmu tau, aku rindu pelukanmu, aku rindu tatapanmu, aku rindu senyumanmu, aku rindu semua tentangmu Hyung" - Choi Hyunsuk

"Tak bisakah kau tinggal lebih lama lagi Hyung?? - Kim Seunghun

"Maaf" - Lee Byounggon 

Jalan mana yang harus Byounggon lewati, kembali kepada kekasihnya Hyunsuk atau memulai hidup baru bersama Seunghun??

She, the mother doesn't hurt, the father is disgusted, the dignified daughter is reduced to the point of quarreling with the dog. She couldn't bear it, she didn't need to bear it anymore, she rose up to resist, and was bound to become a concubine of power. But when someone stood on the shoulders of great men and looked at the world, the big tree she was holding was... an eunuch? Well, it's not bad to stand on the shoulders of this nine-thousand-year-old who is so powerful, looks better than a fairy, and looks better than a snake and scorpion. Concubine Quan, is there a better match for the country and the people? It's just that...Fakes are rampant these days, and even eunuchs have fakes! When she discovered that the master was a fake eunuch at all, it was too late-she walked every step of the way, turning hands and raining, but couldn't escape the danger and gentleness of his heaven and earth.

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This is a translation is not my original work credits:
Author: green leisurely

*First Book of the Word Series*

"To handcuff you on the bedpost, have my wickedest way with you, and never let you go." He said. 
-----

Siara just lost her love, simply because the guy was a jerk.

Mending her heart is her first priority. Embarking from Jakarta to Bali, she expect her heart would heal. And she thinks it's getting better when she thought to celebrate her birthday in Paradise city. But one thing she would never guessed is meeting a man like Jonathan. She knew deep down, whatever happen between them, is only for one time thing. But still, she embrace it.

But is it truly one time thing?
Is it only lust?
Or is it turned out to be love?
Only time will tell~

*First Book of the Word Series*

"To handcuff you on the bedpost, have my wickedest way with you, and never let you go." He said. 
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Siara just lost her love, simply because the guy was a jerk.

Mending her heart is her first priority. Embarking from Jakarta to Bali, she expect her heart would heal. And she thinks it's getting better when she thought to celebrate her birthday in Paradise city. But one thing she would never guessed is meeting a man like Jonathan. She knew deep down, whatever happen between them, is only for one time thing. But still, she embrace it.

But is it truly one time thing?
Is it only lust?
Or is it turned out to be love?
Only time will tell~

His stomach finally calmed down a bit and Skrzynecki was able to leave the toilet. However, he felt terrible. Silent, pale, he returned to his desk and did what he had prepared for today. He didn't even touch today's post.
His behavior was so unnatural that it disturbed everyone. Especially Łukasz, who felt remorse for the fact that he reacted so harshly to the information that Skrzynecki was leaving his job. Mikołaj always had a smile and words of encouragement for his friends, no matter how bad he felt or how angry he was. He always cared for a great atmosphere and the well-being of others, because he believed that thanks to this, even the most unpleasant duties become a little less heavy. He was right. Today, however, it was Mikołaj who looked as if he really needed a helping hand and a kind word.
"Mikołaj, are you okay?" Łukasz asked thoughtfully.
"Mmmm ..." Skrzynecki muttered in response, not even looking up from the documents.
Kinga and Łukasz looked at each other as if conferring without a word. Mikołaj did not pay attention to them.
"Weronika, Seweryn, I think you should come with me to the archives," said Kinga suddenly. "I have an interesting case here and I need your help. Mikołaj, Can I take them for a while? "
"Mmmm ..." he answered in exactly the same way as to Łukasz, except that he flipped the page and started reading the next one.
Kinga chased the new employees out the door as the mother hen chases her chicks and disappeared right behind them. The men remained alone in the office.
Łukasz took a deep breath.
"Mikołaj, I've thought over everything and… I don't want you to quit this job, but you have the right to do so. I consider you a good friend and a great boss. It's great to work with you and I've learned a lot from you, but you don't feel good here. You look worse and worse every day. With Kinga, we are seriously worried about you. "
Skrzynecki stopped reading, but raised his head only a few centimeters. He wanted to ask Łukasz if he thought he was the first coward to jump out of the sinking ship, but he would have to admit that the ship was sinking, and today he really didn't feel like it.
"Mmmm ..." he only managed another grunt and went back to going through the documents.
There are times in a person's life when he is really unable to hold the facade. It was one of those moments for Mikołaj.
***
At the end of the working day, Mikołaj told his subordinates that he did not want anyone working any overtime today. It was one of the few sentences he said to his subordinates that unfortunate Monday. He knew he spoiled the atmosphere, but he couldn't bring himself to lie like a smile or a positive word. He just wanted to leave this place as soon as possible and because his conscience did not allow him to go home, leaving his employees, he forced them to leave too.
Skrzynecki realized that he was behaving strangely and that his subordinates were worried about him. He should have assured them that everything was fine, but that day he had no strength to lie.
But he really wanted to get drunk.
Mikołaj chased everyone out of the office, locked the door and called Mirek.
"Would you like go for vodka?" he asked directly.
"Oho! Such a proposal on Monday? You must have had a really interesting day! "
"Interesting enough that if I don't get drunk I'll go crazy."
"So we'll be drinking alone, because Sylwek has a test tomorrow. Unless you want to bring your boyfriend ... "
"We will drink the two of us," decided Mikołaj, feeling unpleasant shivers at the very thought of spending the evening with Stefan.
Shit, he liked Stefan so much! It was so good for them together! One day was enough, the appearance of this foreign asshole, that Mikołaj wouldn't even want to see his lover in front of him. Yet they didn't even quarrel!
Mikołaj and Mirek immediately took a whole bottle of vodka to the table. The owner of the bar generously provided them with vinegar herring and gherkins - the best snack possible.
Skrzynecki unscrewed the bottle and the mere smell of vodka made him feel sick. He wanted to drink the first glass, but he thought he was going to throw up, so he just wet his mouth and cursed ugly.
"Ooooh ... What's going on? Can't you drink? You did not get better? "
"I guess I got worse," complained Mikołaj. Mirek and Kamil were his best friends. He has never had better friends in his entire life. He could do anything with these two. He could even 'go steal the horses' with them, as the old proverb said. He could even confide in everything to them.
"You, listen, maybe it's something serious?"
"Too much stress. Today they beat me up again. We have a new director. What an asshole! "
"Why do you care about the job you quit? Don't you have the brain? "
"Apparently I don't," he admitted. "Shit, my stomach hurts," he grimaced.
"And you come to the bar for vodka and herring? You should have a light supper, take some pills and sleep until morning. "
"I don't want to go home," Skrzynecki admitted resignedly. "I can meet him in the stairwell. He can knock on my door. "
"Who? Your guy? Did you quarrel? "
"No, but today ... I really don't want to see him."
"Fine. We're going to my place," Mirek decided. "I have a mess, but it's nothing worse than you've seen it many times. You have nothing to stress over unnecessary things. "
"Thanks. You know, I felt better right away. You are my true friend" Mikołaj smiled. In fact, Mirek's offer to go to his apartment really gave him relief. If you don't want to be at work or at home, and you are not feeling well, there is no better place than your friend's cottage.
"You're welcome. After all, it was with you that I went to Tenerife. "
Skrzynecki felt an unpleasant spasm in his stomach.
"Don't say that name to me ..."
***
The conversation with Mirek and the night spent in his apartment, which Mikołaj, after taking a handful of various pills, slept like a dead man, made him appear at work in a much better mood on Tuesday.
"Sorry about yesterday" Skrzynecki smiled at his subordinates. "I think I had indigestion, but today I'm feeling better and I'm not going to be as big a bum as yesterday."
"It's okay," said Łukasz. However, he did not seem convinced.
However, Mikołaj actually felt better and showed it clearly. He set to work enthusiastically and when asked about this new offer for clients, he replied that it was only a misunderstanding and that it would not be included in their catalog.
At lunchtime, Skrzynecki recalled that they were to eat it together and asked how they relate to it? The new ones were a bit intimidated, after all, it was not customary to go out to lunch with all your colleagues, especially your manager, but it was awkward to refuse them. Kinga and Łukasz didn't mind. So they all went out together and decided to go to a nearby restaurant with dumplings. Mikołaj was feeling much better now, but there was still something wrong with his stomach, because the very smell of fried fat made him nauseous. He gritted his teeth, however, so as not to spoil anyone's mood and survived to the end. The atmosphere was even relaxed, but on the way back Mikołaj assured that there would be no more exits of this type. It was a one-off situation and only at the integration party around Christmas they will have the opportunity to eat together.
To everyone's surprise, Stefan Szwedas approached them as soon as they returned to the company.
"Mikołaj, I need you in my office for a few moments," he turned to Skrzynecki.
Mikołaj did not ask for what. He said a short 'okay' and asked his companions to return to work. He noticed Kinga looked after them two or three times.
Skrzynecki followed Szwedas without a word. As soon as they entered his office and Mikołaj closed the door, Stefan turned and wanted to kiss him.
"No" Skrzynecki stopped him with a word and a light but firm push away.
"How so 'no'?"
"Normally 'no." You don't know the word? "
"Why? You've never had problems with that before ... "
"I don't feel like it and I've always had a problem with that," he replied defiantly but completely honestly. He was still getting used to having an intimate relationship with a man, and while he was handling it somehow, he found it hard to accept workplace sex.
"But on Friday ..."
"On Friday I was so tired I can't even remember what happened," he lied. "Sorry, I really don't feel like having sex, or caresses, or even a kiss."
Szwedas looked slightly shocked. He backed up a decent distance.
"Fine. I will not force you. Why are you wearing the same clothes as yesterday? " he asked suddenly, appraising him.
Mikołaj's eyes flashed. Stefan really had the nerve to ask him that question!


On vacation in beautiful Tenerife, Mikołaj experienced an adventure he did not expect. This "one-night adventure" turned out to be fraught with consequences when one day at work Mikołaj saw a man again whom he thought he would never meet again. What will the consequences of this summer adventure look like?

All events, characters and organizations are fictional. The resemblance to any real person, organization, or event is purely coincidental.

Shock, is the only thing Rebekah feels at this time, she's freezing again after hearing the curse word Susan had just given her. Susan had never uttered such harsh words to anyone, so, of course, Rebekah is shocked to hear her called her a whore.
With the fingers on her left hand that had just touched the part of her right hand that hurt because Susan brushed it away, Rebekah is completely mute, she doesn't even feel the urge to urinate anymore.
There is enormous anger in Susan's gaze towards Rebekah now, she is also still silent staring at her best friend after said the curse word to her, her tears are still dripping little by little, her jaw tightened with her mouth trembling slightly, affirming how angry and furious she is now.
Without the two of them know, only 2 meters behind Rebekah, there is a girl who is roughly 9 years old, she's freezing as well after hearing the curse word Susan gave to Rebekah. The little girl seemed to have just been out of one of the toilets for a few seconds, and she also felt shocked after hearing what Susan said earlier, that's why she freezing with a look of confusion that is clearly visible from her ocean-blue eyes.
"Uh, I'm sorry, excuse me," said the little white girl to Rebekah and Susan, apparently she does not want to be in the middle of their tension for much longer, so she decided to leave on a trot.
The passing of the beautiful-eyed little girl between them made Rebekah and Susan both 'melt' after 'freezing' for about 10 seconds. The gazes of the two finally stopped meeting, they began to stare in another direction. Rebekah looks still very shocked, while Susan's anger seems to begin to subside when seen from the look on her face and her dark brown eyes. 
Susan also started to wipe her tears that make her face wet and stopped crying, while Rebekah had stopped crying since Susan gave her the curse word earlier and her tears that had wet her face had dried up. Rebekah only felt shocked now, no sadness or confusion.
A moment later, 2 adult women come out of the room where the four toilets are at the same time, they seem to be siblings, judging by the similarities in the faces of the two. The two adult women passed Rebekah and Susan just like that without caring about what is going on between the two of them even though it seemed that both of them also heard the curse word Susan gave to Rebekah just like the little girl with the ocean-blue eyes.
Not wanting to waste time, Susan, who doesn't seem to want to be with Rebekah any longer, got ready to leave from there and leave Rebekah, but when she had just turned to the right and had not taken a step yet, Rebekah grabbed and pulled her right hand very quickly, but Susan for the second time brushed Rebekah's hand away with a speed that was faster than Rebekah's, but apparently, Rebekah had already prepared herself for it, so this time she managed to hold onto her hand and make Susan angry again.
"Get off me, you whore!" Susan called out to Rebekah by repeated the same curse word, she also rebelled and make Rebekah have great difficulty holding her hand because Susan had a better fighting skill, better physical strength, and better self-protection abilities than Rebekah.
"What's wrong with you, Susan?! Why are you calling me like that?! Explain to me what happened to you! Why did you disappear and then come back again with a change like this?!" said Rebekah, but Susan completely ignored her words and continued to rebel. As a result, Rebekah lost to Susan, her friend managed to get away from her and immediately walked away from her.
"Suzie!" Rebekah then called out to Susan by her other nickname, which only those who are the closest to her know and use the nickname. Susan suddenly fell silent and stopped walking when she heard Rebekah calling her by that name.
Less than 2 seconds later, Susan suddenly screamed loudly and dropped the bucket and cloth in her hands to hold her head using both of her hands, she also squatted down and started to crying, making Rebekah even more shocked by her friend's strangeness.


"I will make him get me pregnant! I ... I swear that I will get his seeds!" exclaimed Daniella.

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[SILVER TIER WINNER-BOOK OF WPC #153]

In 1870, a secret agent named Rebekah Alison was assigned to kill the coldest man she ever met in her life: Andrew Lawrence, who was nicknamed The City Prince by the people of Nadem City, where he was born and lives.

Andrew Lawrence is the heir to Lawrence Group, Billy Lawrence's company, the father of Andrew. He was idolized by all the girls in Nadem City. Handsome, rich, tall, charismatic, cold, all of these things are in Andrew, making him one of the most popular people in Nadem City.

His reputation that used to be so good turn for the worse when his wife, Dorothea Brown, was murdered. Many people believe that Andrew is the muderer, and immediately The City Prince becomes someone most hated by the people of Nadem City.

One day, someone used Rebekah's services and required her to kill Andrew. Rebekah accepted this mission and changed her identity to Daniella Miller to get close to Andrew, she was even required to be in a hidden marriage bond with Andrew on her mission, and as the first step, Rebekah works as a farmer on Billy Lawrence's farm.

Will Rebekah succeed in carrying out all the tasks on her mission smoothly? But ... with her hate towards Andrew, what if Rebekah falls in love with him instead? Is that even possible? Can it be that her mission will be messed up?

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"I ... I want to know, why did ... why did you choose me to be your partner at the party?" asked Daniella. After asking this, the girl looked away from Andrew's gaze because she couldn't make eye contact with him any longer because her heart started beating very fast again.

Not only averted her gaze, but Daniella also averted her face slightly from Andrew because she realized that her face is flushed right now and she doesn't want Andrew to notice it too.

'Her question ... there's no way I can tell her that I chose her because I have no other choice,' thought Andrew who is still staring at Daniella.

Daniella succeeded to control her feelings in a short time by simply turning her gaze away from Andrew and turning her face a little away from him, her face also returned to its normal color, as well as her heart which is also beating normally again.

'Sigh, he has a too strong charm, if only he doesn't have it maybe I could have said that more easily earlier. I hope I can hate him like most people in this city, I really hate to admire his charm,' thought Daniella, a moment after that the girl is freezing as the fingers of Andrew's right hand gently touched her jaw, Andrew then directed Daniella's face and gaze to facing him again very slowly and gently.

"Look at me, I don't want any more misunderstandings between us because of things like this," said Andrew to Daniella after the completely frozen girl made eye contact with him again.

"Y-yes, S-sir," said Daniella, she doesn't know what to feel now, the target of her murder is so successful in making her doubt the success of her mission.

'Oh my God ... his touch, his eyes, his lips, his nose, this man ... his charm ... is the real perfection,' the girl sinks in her mind.

"I ... I chose you because you are beautiful, Miss Miller," answered Andrew.

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The entire places setting in this story is fiction. The time setting is the year 1870 but overall the story has a picture of the mid-19th to early 20th century.

The reference for most of the places setting in the story is the United States in the mid to late 19th century.

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"Now to end our general lesson for the day…" Finished teaching her students about Guides and Library evolution, En Joy commenced her last topic. "I am going to be brief with this one, for I don't want to take up too much of your time. When we're finished here, I will direct you to the other Word Masteries where you will get accustomed to the basics. Here at Raixom Academy, we teach our students to be well rounded in all major Word Mastery. Now then…"
En Joy applied another script to the clear board present at the forefront of the classroom. It depicted several levels of Guide's category. "For the most basic, we have a Papyrus. This beginner Guide's level has 3-Chapters of evolution before it reaches the Manuscript stage. A 10-page thickness is required for the basics.  As for the Manuscript, Hardcover and Tome, they too have 3-Chapters of evolution. Each level has its own set of perks. As you evolve alongside your Guides you will eventually realize these beneficial attributes. Take a good look at the diagrams being shown on your screens. I've sent each of you a copy along with some of the common perks."
"Hmm…" Staring fixedly at his desk-screen, Dam Son made sure to memorise everything. "Though I don't understand all the details, I will store them for later." The rest of the class did the same. They too store a copy of the scripts that teacher En Joy gave them.
[Clap! Clap!] "Okay, that is it for our general lessons today, class. Wrap it up and get ready to go to your other Word Mastery."
"Yes, teacher!" The students complied in unison. Each of them began packing up their learning equipment from their desks. It didn't take them long, for there weren't many objects to store. Only some Tracing Gloves, Arcane Papers and Powered Letters.
"Now that you've all gathered your things, this way please." Ms En Joy stepped outside the expansive classroom ahead of her students. Coming into the hallway, she directed them to the area of their next course. "Firstly, we're going to get you all accustomed to the Word Smith Mastery. We studied a little bit of this subject during our general lessons. However, the fundamental juice of the topic was excluded for common purposes."
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"We've arrived." Teacher En Joy stopped at the entrance of a large refinery where Raw Mundane Letters were mostly processed. "This isn't the main classroom for study, but the teacher requested to meet you all here to get you familiar with the general purpose of Word Smiths, also, entice potential candidates. Ok, follow me."
[Step! Step!]
"Wow!" As soon as they ventured further inside the mystical refinery, the bewildered gazes of the students showed just how much knowledge they were lacking as it relates to Word Smith Mastery. They discovered multiple large tubes with several layers of panels inside that hosted swirling letters. Some group of seasoned students were situated by an extensive Arcane Bath, working on something magical. Using refined Mundane Letters, they formulated typical dimensional globes which were like a mini-world for pets. More wondrous splendours that couldn't be fully captured by words alone greeted the students as they went ahead.
"I had no idea that Word Smiths could be this cool."
"Me neither. I always thought that they were the weakest among the Word Mastery classes, but I was wrong. This place is amazing!"        
"No doubt about it! Seeing this place, I might actually consider having Word Smith as my main mastery."
"Me too."
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"Hey, Bartho! This heap over here has the fresh batch of Mundane Letters that arrived yesterday. Take them over to the stream to be washed before you bring them to the Purifier!"
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"Ms Philosopho!" En Joy went over towards the portly lady, letting her aware of the students' presence. The plump lady was donned in flowing dark apparels that accentuated her fluffy curves. Her hair was rolled up neatly into a bun to avoid any scattered follicles across the refinery. Moreover, traces of sweat was trickling down her bossy countenance. This showed just how much hard work she was undertaking.
"En Joy? Is it my session with the newbies already?"
"It is." En Joy answered while gesturing to the students behind her with a simple smile. "Here are your fresh batch of students for the day."
"Hm..?" Ms Philosopho gave her bossy attention to the group of students positioned behind Ms En Joy. She watched them keenly with her observatory eyes. "They seem competent enough. However, that is merely the lowest level of acceptance in my book."
"They are newbs after all. Which is why I've brought them here for you to give them your strict guidance." 
Hearing this utterance from En Joy's cunning lips, made Ms Philosopho stared at her strangely. "Then are you sticking around for the lesson? We both excelled in the same Word Mastery. I could use your help around the refinery until I'm finished."
"Ok, I'll stick around to help out. Make sure to keep the lesson brief, okay. I have to get them introduced to the other Word Masteries for the day."
"I will make no promises, but I'll do my best." 
Finished conversing with each other, teacher En Joy brought Ms Philosopho closer to the students where she commenced introductions. "Your attention class. This person beside me will be your primary Word Smith instructor from henceforth. You may address her as, Ms Philosopho."
"Greetings, Ms Philosopho!" Said the students respectfully in unison.
"Hello back to you too, naughty brats." Ms Pholosopho's voice was boisterous as she spoke. "I officially welcome you all to Raixom Academy. As Ms En Joy just said, from now on I will be teaching you all the proper ways of becoming full-fledged Word Smiths. How many of you here are interested in having Word Smith as your main mastery?"
[Raise! Raise!] Out of the 50 students who were present in En Joy's group, only a few raised their hands. The majority wasn't that eager in having Word Smith as their main mastery just yet. This made Ms Philosopho slightly upset.
"I don't recognize that many hands going up. Alright then… when I'm through with my introductory lessons I better see more hands than these." Saying this, Ms Philosopho turned away from the students; she gestured for them to follow her. "Come along!"
[Thud! Thud!]
"Wow, that fat lady is so bossy." A cheeky student whispered to his friends. 
"She has a stern character that's for sure. You better not let her overhear you calling her fat."
"Do you think that she would press me flat with her big behind?"
"Stop talking already. I don't want to get into trouble."
"Stop being such a wuss. She can't hear us from all the way back here."
"Whatever, just stop talking."
"Tsk, Ms En Joy is way cooler than that bossy lady."
[Thud! Thud!] Dam Son listened to the criticizing whispers of his classmates as he followed his primary Word Smith teacher.  
"In here." Ms Philosopho brought the students to her personal office space located on the top floor which overlooked all the distractions of the refinery. Everything could be perceived from within the clear windows.
"Amazing! This view is even better than below. I can almost see the entire refinery from up here." Many elated students plastered their squishy faces against the transparent windows. They made sure to enjoy their new experiences. Dam Son was among them. "Such brilliant work of art!"

Word Fu! LitRPG Novel
In the beginning, there were letters. Letters gave birth to words; words gave birth to the universe and all living things therein. This is a fantasy novel featuring the progressive development of a bizarre entity whose existence was purely manufactured by the sacrifice of a mighty Word Master.  
Dam Son will face overbearing obstacles along his quest across the vast world of Vocabular. If he wishes to find out the reason for his bizarre existence, he will have to overcome the formidable trials no matter how taxing of a struggle they might be.

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I walk out into the gardens where Dad stays till lunch. He's a very particular person, rigid schedules and outlined days. Today is Tuesday, the seventh of April. Which means he's out in the garden from ten in the morning to noon. He invited me to sit with him and chat for a while, yesterday. 
"Father." He nods as an invitation to sit with him. I sit on the concrete bench framed with tulips and Japanese maples. The smell of purple hugging me with familiar and comforting arms.
"I want to talk to you about the house. You're only four years old, so I don't expect too many complaints. Since we just renovated the house, I wanted to know your opinion."
"Oh, great it's lovely." I swing my legs back and forth.
"C'mon Hobbian, please use your skills your speech therapist taught you."
"Yes, sir. The house is immaculate- which is pleasing, but my room is far too large for just myself. I'm wondering if I may be allowed to have a friend stay with me."
"Son, Clyde is a great friend, but you've only known him for a few months. You'll grow into your room eventually. I'm sure of it. Along with that vocabulary. I'm very proud of you Hobbian. What's the word of the day?"
An excited flutter fills within me. I try to remember the spelling and pronunciation of today's word. Dad started this new game where we learn a new word each day- how to spell it and how to say it adds bonus points. This game probably will die down after a few weeks, thus the reason I agreed to it.
"Ambitious. A-M-B-I-T-I-O-U-S. It means to have a powerful desire for success or achievement."
"Very well done Hobbian. You're getting better. Mine, however, is at a little higher level. I challenge you to out do my words. Think of scholarly words, with bold meanings and many syllables. Now, are you ready?"
"YES!"
"My word is Phocoena. P-H-O-C-O-E-N-A. It's another word for porpoises."
I look down at my shoes. Father always has such good words, mine are always in their shadow. I'll never win this game.
"Hobbian" Father takes my chin in my hand. "You are very young. Ambitious is strong diction- especially for your age. You'll get there. Do you know the books by the side table in my office?"
"Yes?"
"Those are dictionaries. I used to read them to find the best use of words. I would like you to look at them from now on. You'll have a better chance of winning if you do."
I look up at Father. A spark of excitement and competition flickers in my eyes.
"Yes sir."

After the last sane member of the Grimwaltz family passes, the ever mysterious, Hobbian Grimwaltz snaps, unleashing his dark self in a twistedly staged suicide.

[LISTEN TO ME LAD, IF YOU WANNA DO AS IF YOU GOT AN ADVANTAGE, BETTER I PRESS YOU AGAINST THE WALL TO FEEL YOU BETTER.]
"..."
[SILENT DO YOU? If You want to say any last word, better say it now!]
I don't know what to say. This is too sudden, his mild personality turned into harsh all of sudden, it was not as if I talk to SA. It feels like I am talking with his other person here. Almost like he was exploded behind its neutral word. Dissatisfied with my silence, he continued.
[LAD, BETTER FOR YOU TO ANSWER, DON'T MAKE ME LOST MYSELF TO PRESS YOU APART. PAMPERED KIDS WON'T SURVIVE ONCE SOMETHING GO WRONG]
Okay, okay, he got me here. His objection according to my personality even relate me to my parent as well. Mother often gets mad at me and begins with the harsh word as well before she is asking me to choose according to my will. It somehow makes me understand how parents feel as well.
Nonetheless, he got the point. He is right. I am Larkinson perhaps did not aware that adopting a reckless personality from an older pilot generation. It was not that directly, but maybe I am too idolize pilot after all. It may be better to reconcile before anything happen..
"Sorry, you are right, forgive me, I almost thinking you want to strike into Cavendish Camp."
Despite I said so, his awareness of my act until now regarded as a serious problem the pilot like me to express. SA lectured me for a while, It was word about differences in many situations that usually found in the military.
[Right, many people also having so much hatred between who is your enemies and who is your lifesaver. It also counts so many unexpected results that you have to survive all cost rather than satisfy your sanity.]
His word sounded neutral but a concern with his machine sound. He did not even bother giving me direction besides a warning to myself.
[From my perceptive, you are too early to jump into something like this. In our mercenary life, we often followed many procedures including ages. Despite so many places did not have so many lucky Many kids like you once being as slave labor and... forget it, the war in galactic rim never know ages, even MTA cannot refute it. Now, you have to understand, lad. You must save your perceptive for a time being before you can master in this field.]
In my heart, I don't know what to say. He lectured me to the end. Nonetheless, how about if enemies somehow got into that destination before us. Maybe.. maybe not. I am worried for nothing
"That is means you want to stay off trouble?"
"Yes, and I want you to stay silent for a while before I order so. And I need you over there once we arrive."
"Okay okay, I get it." I gave it a chance to be a win-win.
I could help feeling nothing but annoyance. SA was right from his explanation.
Better to stay out of trouble as we only want to escape from this junkyard.  For SA,  Second Class Corvette was the only choice to escape from sandman as well. It also was not possible using lowly third rate carrier alone does not matter how fancy it was.
We alone cannot operate lowly spaceborn when sandman is not only a bigger form with escorts. It also can change shape into something we don't know before. This is what I get in the galactic net. There is also information about my dad. Unfortunately, I could not open the video. It was supposed to be read-only right?
I wanted to ask SA but he is too busy for a time being. He seemed to send the drone somewhere and began to analyze any data he found. Since he was too busy, I want to see the condition of Cavendisher bastard as well. But, can I do it? I feel something came into my mind.
It was a light orb that I see in that dream. It was flying in the dark. Despite so, I cannot see it when I opened my eyes. I am trying to but the orb suddenly gets my eyebrow furrowed within that light. It is so bright I cannot see anything.
"Where am I? Is this my wings?" I looked at my back. I got my wings back but now I am tiny, too small even I can see a mirror in front of me.

I blinked for a while and found I was floating in a kind of room. It is not my room right? There is too much noise here. No, it seemed not.  It was a room where a soldier or mech pilot sleeps together, from the wounded, it seemed their journey does not get them better. And it somehow makes it feel better for me, this unlucky cavendisher sounded as if they were being tortured by a monster for the first time.
Also when others were wounded, anyone else celebrated.  They talked to each other about many things, salvage exotic they found. From the side, I feel some aura intensity. I wonder why. Especially that one man and one girl beside them, he is quite old to be veteran, seamlessly part of Cavendish and isolated himself from others, and that is another girl. She looked mysterious. I wonder why.
She was so young but mysterious. I can feel her tragedy, it was so black as it could not help but feeling that she will scatter bad luck around. 

But I could not help but fly around her rather than that old man, I identify her body, and finding her aptitude also set in stone without the potential to advance. She is also a mech pilot with C Aptitude. Her life was filled with bad luck, I suppose. What a pity.

In the end, it was not my problem either. I did not know her name but I also did not know what mech she rides. Getting through the wall, a mech container was on my sight and getting through of it. I suppose their mech as a secret weapon was hidden. It was very.. to be said like a rifleman mech but already to be modified into a higher degree I don't know about.
Based on how long it was maintained, it was not that new either.  The model is essentially focused on mobility to maintain acceleration against heavy armorer mech. When it was lighter, they also can get an advantage as well if they used it to fight against SA or me.
Just think about it! A lighter mech means lighter movement also speed. The heavier it was, the more slowly it has to maintain a movement before the weight burdened the foot joint.  This theory was also a basic standard on how mech operated, especially landbound mech.
The rifleman according to my observation on how it modifies it. The mech where I slowly flying around was clearly optimized for salvo attack in a group, but it did not answer their specialty either. Unfortunately, It was only one model.
I needed more design data on their database to analyze them all. It took approximately an hour to inspect the entire container with mech.
Better to think more about it since we are only both, we also have to launch a corvette with a short amount of time before launch. I wonder if SA calculated it so well.
SA looked like a machine. It also can inspect the human state like mine. If I have an insane idea, it could also reject or disconnected my control over him. It would definitely catastrophe if I suddenly said a wrong thing without letting myself hear the mech's explanation.
He could be said as the second friend after that girl, Anne,... maybe. I could not help but giggled a bit.
It was not rare since chit chat friend is out from nowhere.
Before I proceed into their container even further, I suddenly got a wake-up call. It is just too sudden.
[Wake up]
'Better to wake up? I still want to proceed to know about their weapon.'
[Wake up] it seemed did not understand what I said,
I sighed, and walk out from my dream until I opened my eyes.
[Having out of energy? Better to stay put from now on.]
The mech on the screen seemed to look at me at a neutral pace. Despite I got a wrong that rendered SA into a mad state, he looked as if the problem did not even exist at all.
[Time to break is done, drink this before depart.]
I could not help but lacking water as well. It will soon be a harsh journey. When I got ready and sat I could not help but feel SA was watching me all along the way.  Now, I feel some regret.  He could not let me down inside the cockpit as well.
When I find, we need to get down into the ground, SA answered, [Jump directly, don't hesitate, I am designed to do so.]
"Okay."
As the mech falls into the ground, I could feel some intensity of gravity and began to sprint forward into our destination spot. It was fortunate that we cannot find landmines everywhere. That landmine seemed just not letting intruders.

According to the maps SA on screen, part of the ship hangar was out there, ostracized and thrown very far away from our current location. So, It won't be a coincidence, the carrier was torn into many parts before it crashed.

I continue it without a hitch since we follow the route SA reprimand me to do so if we won't get into that part of the carrier faster before them.
"SA, do you have some information about Cavendisher? I believe you got some information with the drone you just released."
[There is a piece of it, they are just remnant of Cavendisher hunter profession, it is not important who is sending them, they only received a mission from their hall before they ended here.]
"That detail?"
[Many people do a good deed for reward even murder is no exception. You suppose killing is an easy thing but the doll is just a doll. They can send you more once the first doll is down.]
"Is not that sending them into his trap?"
[If you have that open mind, then use it clearly]
He warned as if he really wanted me to destroy my point of view just beforehand.

After obtaining unique power, Jackie Larkinson aims to create expert pilot into his possession.

In the far future, the galactic human civilization has entered the Age of Mechs. Countless of lesser power of humanity have come to adopt mech as main weapon of war.

Author note: English is my second language. So, I will do my best.

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