A writer. A weird stranger. A lot of little conversations. An online understanding. Every night. 23:11.

"No, no, I don't dare to take credit for this. " Luo Si shook his head.
If he knew that Hu lingling's skills were so good, why would he say that he would take her along?
Since everyone's skills were similar, it meant that they were playing together. There was no such thing as who would take who along.
"Let's go. Do you want to sneak into the club and play a few rounds? " Luo Si asked Xia Ling. He skillfully logged into another account and gave Xia Ling an account. "Let's go and smash the place up. "
"Sure. " Xia Ling held her phone and went backstage to take a look at the novel website.
It had been a whole day since the whole channel was opened. The paid subscription had increased by 500,000 yuan, which was 7,500 yuan, right?
7,500 yuan before tax was not considered a big deal in the whole website.
The book that Xia Ling was writing now could be considered pretty good if she could get the whole channel, and the results would probably stop there.
Xia Ling had already tried her best to get the results of a love story that was silly and sweet in the early stage and had started to struggle hard in the late stage.
Luo Si earned 5,000 yuan out of thin air, and she got 7,500 yuan. She could still earn more update money in the future.
I'm probably going to open a new book, Xia Ling thought to herself.
She put her phone aside, took an account from Luo Si, and logged into the club's internal Beta server.
Luo Si had received an invitation from TAT, the largest club in the country.
TAT had given him an account and asked him to come up and guide him when he had nothing to do.
In the past, Luo Si was not interested and felt that it was too boring to torture others, but now, Luo Si was interested in Hu lingling. He wanted to see if Hu lingling's level was comparable to that of an a-list esports player... ...
And so, the male and female duo of the esports world debuted.
Xia Ling's novel career was set in stone. She wouldn't be popular.
She followed Luo Si and went all out. She poured all of her emotions into the battle. All of TAT's idle seeded players were beaten up by them.
They had never been able to match up against each other in the lower lane. This feeling was like Luo Si's sharp style of players. They copied and pasted, and there was another version.
Two Luo Si, what kind of concept was this?
The existence of the Second Luo SI could completely make up for Luo SI's 25-year-old disadvantage of his hand speed going downhill.
If he could compete, Luo Si would definitely be willing to fight on the frontlines.
Back then, when he fell out with Luo Yannan, he retreated in a rush. Now that he was at the age to marry and have children, he felt that he had earned less and had a chance to be on the frontlines, so he still wanted to fight.
He looked at Xia Ling with a burning gaze.
When Xia Ling met him, she understood what Luo Si meant.
However, she slowly shook her head.
"I can't. I'm an online writer. I want to make a career in the online literature industry. "
"Then, the online writer who plays the Best Games? Don't you want to give it a try? ''LuooSii advised.
Xia Ling thought about it seriously.
She had experienced the life of a professional esports player. It was glorious and glorious, just like a different kind of entertainment industry.
But these were not what Hu lingling wanted.
So Xia Ling refused. "No, I will refuse all activities that affect my book writing. "
Luo Si:"...". ... What did he mean by picking up a sesame and throwing away a watermelon ? If Hu lingling was willing to come back with him, then the money they would earn in the future would definitely be more than the money from her book ...
"Okay, I will respect your choice, " Luo Si said.
Xia Ling raised her hand and touched his face.
"I'll shine in the online literary circle. Trust me. "
Luo Si: "Okay. "
Favorability + 2
* 
Because of business matters, Luo Yannan had been busy for a long time.
He didn't know if he deliberately made himself so busy. On the one hand, he wanted to fill the void in his heart. On the other hand, he refused to admit that Hu lingling had entered his heart. Losing her was like losing the most important thing to him.

Xia Ling wanted to run, but no matter where she went, she could always see the devil king with a gentle and malicious look in his eyes.
"Xia Xia, where are you running to? "

[1v1, sweeter than ever ]
"..."
Text: Yan Luo Bai, "fast wear, flirt: Plan to save the fallen boss"

Hey, all my beautiful readers, I am writing this just to express my thank you to all of you, previously I only write rebirth stories, so I don't think how this story will go, but indeed I get cute readers like you, so thank you so much.
          Thank you Lovechim for commenting on my story, your words inspire me, and also give me happiness, thank you so much. Also, Saloni thank you so much, you are with me or I can say with my stories and me from the start, I am really grateful to you. Also Daoist096015, Ishan, Deashia Chadwick, Vaishnavi Walsalwar, Gaurshiva (  I think we are also together for a long time right?), Ehi Pretty, Hida8, Babitagola,  Srishti Kasushik, Mikiphukan, storyreader, Puras ( nice to see you again, Puras) Kerry Haylett, Subathra Naryanan, Poojaa Nayak, Keyan, RDnightingale. Thank you so much for reading my book.  Because for a reader there are tones of books available, but for a writer every reader matters, even if you criticize me, I will be happy.
        Also, I see lots of writers have their own discord server, I don't have any because I don't understand severs that much, but if you wanna join me or other writers on discord, I know one server, which belongs to my friend and fellow author Sophia who is the writer of the book 'I am single mother till I Met him' 
            This is the link,   https://discord.gg/tspVNe8
          
 Also, I will suggest/tell/advice/request you not to spend much time on screen, even if it means you stop reading my book, it's okay because I see that in these lots of young people are having a headache, there eyes are becoming dry, they forgot things etc, it is due to online classes, and also due to we spend more time in front of the screen, so please limit your screen time, eat healthily, drink more water, wash your eyes often with cold water, follow the rule of 20/20, that is after 20 minutes of screen exposure, give rest to your eyes for at least 20 sec, if possible wash it with cold water and then do your work again. 
              If you don't know what discord is then I will tell you in short, it is an app like fb insta, mostly for reader, gamer or online community, where after joining the server you can make new friends, and also chat on different peoples, I also got to know it some days ago, and it is addicting, so if your exams are near, then please don't join it, those who know about it already know this, I will be happy if you also added me in your friend, my discord id is same as my penname.
    Once again Thank uuuuuu, love u, have a great day.

Before they try to kill her, she is an innocent girl with lots of flaws, but after that, she changed drastically, she now not only wants revenge but also wanted to become more strong and rich to help those who deserved the best things.
 This is the journey of an ignorant girl who is overweight, has low self-confidence, no knowledge, to becoming a strong, smart, and very famous person, it is the journey of a girl to become a goddess, it is her journey of revenge.

"I like you"
The boy that I have a crush on smile at me... apologetically.
"I'm sorry... I'm had a crush on someone else" I look and smile at him. I already know and expect that this will happen as a girl like me who is plain and who love books will always get... rejected. 
He pat my head, "You'll find one, soon" and he walks out as I was left in here, shattering into pieces. As I got home, I grabbed my chips and eat. Stress-eating that is. I'm always rejected by my crushes. I stood up in the mirror.
No makeup. No fashion sense.
No one's gonna notice me for how I look. I sighed and went to shelves and continue to read a book that I bought last Wednesday. I smiled as I read the title of the book, "With my unmatched lover"
Why fictional characters are so perfect? And why the heroine always get lucky to have a perfect partner? But I admire how authors made me feel like I'm the main character. Every time I'm sad I always read a book. It's just an escape.

"I love you, Alia, so please. Be with me" I read the passage and squeal. Reading the lines of guys in a book makes me squeal and jump out of embarrassment. "Yes, I'll be with you, Arthur"
I replied to myself. I smiled and read again.
"Yes, Arthur. I'll be with you. my unmatched lover"
Wait… this is the end? That's it? No kissing or some sort? I closed the book and jump and roll in my bed. I can imagine that Arthur on the book is so handsome and reading it, I know how Arthur loves Aliana. They met on an online dating app just for fun, and they're so incompatible at first but as I read it, they're love turns to compatible.
 I wish I have that kind love story. I tried to do an online dating app but unfortunately every time the guy wants to meet me... they would not call me after for a next hangout. Clearly, they don't have interest in me after seeing my face.
I also don't have friends, no one likes to befriend with me because I'm always on my book, and they also think that I'm weird but I'm immune to that. I tried to befriend with them, but they would not want to befriend me. I don't have anyone to talk or fan girl with over a book. I look at my shelves. I've already read every book and "With my unmatched lover" is the only last book that I bought and I don't have a money to buy a new one.
A sudden ring from my phone was heard, it was my Aunt. I took it and answered, "Hey, aunt" 
"Heyy, tomorrow's your birthday and I just want to ask what kind of book do you like?" I smiled, my aunt remembered my birthday. Since my mother died and my dad left me. My aunt stood as my mother. It feels a bit of lonely that me and my aunt is far from each other. She sent me to a school and let me live in an apartment near my school. My aunt is a writer and that made me amaze. She sent me books and let me read horror ones which is not my type of book to read. She is a writer of horror and thriller.
"Anything, aunt. I know it will be a horror again…��  My aunt laughed on the other line. I smiled, hearing her laugh. "Okay, I'll just send my gift to you tomorrow. Take care. Love you"
"Love you too, aunt and take care" I know she smiled as I replied. She doesn't have a child ever she was multiply miscarriage and after her husband left her. I'm just glad she is taking care of herself and do the things she like.
"Okay, bye" and she ended the call. I dropped my phone on the bed, went to the kitchen to make some coffee for myself and went to the veranda to take some fresh air. I sat and look at the streets, the lights and the sound of the busy street. Finding love is hard for me and I believe I would not get married because I'm always rejected to my crushes.
I look at the sky. Stars twinkling as if they're giving me hope, I smiled.

Imagining yourself as one of the heroine in romance books you’ve read is what Shan Lee—a hopeless romantic girl could relate to. Having a boyfriend seemed to be impossible after the rejections she received from her own list of crushes. Upon reading on a romance book that her aunt sent as a gift, she found herself in unusual setting. She encountered different type of men and different type of sweet occurrences, it felt real as if she isn’t dreaming—to her at least. Was it all a dream or would it lead her to find love? 

the photo used in the cover is not mine
credits to the owner/artist

First of all, I would like to thank one of my friends telling me about this website.
I decided to write about creepypastas because well I'm a fan-girl about it.
Mainly I described Zariah like me in real life.
Just like Zariah, I get distracted a lot and my curiosity does get the best of me most of the time.
I really would appreciate it if you could give me a review of how you think I did writing this book!
Please comment down in your favorite chapters how did you guys think I did try my best to act out the creepypastas.
So far I think my favorite chapter is Sonic.Exe's in his first point of view I did make a lot of effort to do this character well.
I wouldn't mind a few suggestions on what I should've done or what I could do better!
I would also like it if you guys could tell me if I should make this a series or just leave this book as it is.
If this those become a series tell me which another creepypasta's should I include in the next book!
Don't forget to mention/post this book on any website or mention it to your friends!
I would like to give a big thank you to Ita_it_is for writing the first review of this book!
Go check out her story! "Virtues and Vices" It's a great book I recommend it!
Give her all of your love and opinions about her book!
This was my first book and I think it was a great hit!
I know I have a lot to fix but not everyone's first time writing goes perfectly.
We have to learn how to get better each time.
You guys might have noticed that Sally didn't talk about her point of view in this story.
I just decided to make only the most known creepypastas talk in this book.
Hope you enjoyed the small Epilogue of the mysterious !
I wrote this story because like I mentioned I have a lot of fanfiction about creepypastas but also because I wanted to try writing for the first time.
You might be wondering who is the mysterious he who wanted to end Zariah's life?
If I have a lot of suggestions to make this a series then there will be an appearance for this character.
Questions you might have for me! (You can comment if you have a question for me these are just some I'm answering)
What do you think you will achieve by publishing this book?
I think I have experienced what a writer has to go through by writing a book except I did it online.
Which are your favorite creepypastas?
My favorite creepypastas are Laughing Jack, Sonic.Exe, Masky, and Ben. Drowned I find Ben as my favorite since he's such a flirt!
How old are you? (I don't want anyone asking this but if I do get a question like this...)
I won't answer that but all I can say is that I'm a teenager wanting to become a writer someday.
Description of yourself?
I have a wonderful family! I have 4 siblings and I'm the 4th oldest one, I also have a dog and a supportive family and friends. I also love reading!
What is your future career?
I'm in between becoming a writer or a singer... I don't know what college I would like to attend yet but I know that soon I'll have an idea where I want to go.
Don't forget to follow me I try to post every day and soon I'll write a new book!
Thank you!
-Leslie H.

By the time Father Wang finished smoking one cigarette after his alarming, demonic screech, the female broadcast host Little Xuan had finally come rushing back in after receiving the notification. She tidied up her messy fringe before sitting down demurely in front of the computer screen, her eyes twinkling at the camera as she waved with a pleasantly surprised expression on her face. "Hi! So Jiaomei has come! Welcome, welcome!"
From Wang Ling's point of view, Little Xuan's looks were nothing spectacular and not as outstanding as online otakus had made them out to be. She had the standard hallmarks of an online celebrity, with straight eyebrows and an oval face. However, comparing facial features alone, Wang Ling felt that even without makeup, Lotus Sun was still more attractive. He had to admit, though, that compared with those tedious look-alike female broadcasters online, Little Xuan was nonetheless a pleasant-looking girl with just the right type of voice, sweet and not shrill. In addition, she was wearing a lacy maid's outfit, and black silk stockings on her slender legs…
Hmm, perhaps this was the reason why the audience loved Little Xuan.
As Wang Ling pondered this with his chin in his hands, on the other side, Father Wang had stubbed out his cigarette butt and was looking at Little Xuan plaintively. She clearly understood what this expression meant. "It seems our Jiaomei has run out of inspiration again?"
"The old book is about to be finished, but I have no inspiration for a new one. In a word, I'm anxious!"
Father Wang rubbed the skin between his knitted eyebrows. "There has to be a seamless transition between the completion of the old book and the publication of the new one. Otherwise our whole family will have to tighten our belts…" (And there's a possibility we won't be able to afford even tableware. The amount we spend on tableware for our family oddity each month is not a small one!)
As Father Wang bewailed his poverty, other fans of Little Xuan in the live stream started to kick up a fuss.
"Jiaomei, you're a guru! If you're poor, us white collar small fry who go to work everyday won't need to live anymore!"
"By the way, I'm new here. Is there anyone who can tell me what Master Jiaomei's pen name is? What books has he written?"
"The hell? You don't know Jiaomei?! Jiaomei's pen name is Wang Situ!"
"Holy shit! He's actually Guru Wang Situ!"
...
Just like that, chaos broke out in the live stream!
Because this pen name Wang Situ was too renowned!
When he had been a newbie in the world of web novels back then, Father Wang had finished writing three hundred thousand words in less than two months and had completely floored audiences with his debut novel Let Go of that Wet Nurse. Chapter subscriptions for the novel soared to over two hundred thousand users, setting a new online record for most subscriptions ever and even trouncing top veterans who had been writing web novels for a long time. 
It could be said that at the time, Wang Situ had made an explosive entrance; he was a dark horse who had burst out from under Five-finger Mountain[1] and caught many veteran writers off guard. Previously, a top-ranked writer named Zhu Ge, who had been serializing his books on the Cultivation Reading Network for nearly twenty years, had been so pissed off by Wang Situ's debut that he had quit.
Although Father Wang seldom talked about his writing at home, Wang Ling had nonetheless heard the mighty online legends about him. Over the years, he had made a name for himself and was now very well-known. Nevertheless, the name Wang Situ was still a mysterious existence even to the editors on the Cultivation Reading Network. 
Father Wang had been selected as the top writer at the annual novel awards many times and the website sent him an invitation to the event every year, but he had never attended a single one. He turned down all notices of online and offline activities and dedicated himself solely to literary creation.
After Wang Jiaomei's identity was revealed, there was an endless bombardment of bullet messages[2] in Little Xuan's live stream. Audience numbers even soared from an initial three hundred thousand to five hundred thousand. Looking at this, one could see how popular Father Wang was online… 
"Who would have thought Master Jiaomei was Guru Wang Situ! … By the way, is the book Let Go of that Wet Nurse finished yet?"
"Not yet! But it will be soon — the problem now is that our Guru Wang Situ is worrying over a new book…"
"It's finally going to be finished!" Someone sent a crying emoji. "I remember when I started following this book by Guru Wang Situ; I was still in Qi Condensation primary school back then. Now I'm going to graduate from university soon!"
Seeing this bullet message, Father Wang sent a sweat emoji. "…"
"It's been serialized for thirteen years already, shouldn't this book be ranked number one with the most number of words in a novel?"
"Not yet, there's still an ongoing book called A Reborn Demon's Life. I heard that there was a cultivation master following this book who went into seclusion for one hundred years, and after he came out, he found that this book was still ongoing. It startled him so much it triggered an early ascension in his cultivation realm, and he almost died from the divine tribulation which followed!"
"… Guru Wang Situ, please don't finish yet! Try to beat this book's number of words for the number one spot!"
Seeing this bullet message, Father Wang couldn't help laughing. Even if he continued this book, there was no way the number of words could surpass those in that Demon's Life book. After all, that book had started serialization when the website was first set up.
Let Go of that Wet Nurse told the story of a protagonist who had been reincarnated into the body of a weak prince and how he grew by relying on wet nurses. Later on, thanks to Wet Nurse Rong's steel acupuncture needle, the protagonist was able to open up his Governing Vein. Using a god-given palm technique, he defeated the top killer in the country, King of Killers Demon Huoyun, and became a world-class master…
Back then, inspiration for this story had struck Father Wang when he had been leisurely reading the newspaper on the toilet bowl. Who would have thought that after turning it into a serialized novel, it would unexpectedly enjoy wide popularity among readers.
But after years of serialization, Father Wang felt that he had already included everything he wanted to say in this story. There was no integrity in continuing to write it just for the sake of doing so. Since this was a novel, he should give the characters he created a satisfying end.
This thought did still make him a little sad, however. After all, it was a book he had been writing for more than ten years, and also his debut work. It was inevitable that suddenly finishing it to start a new one would make him feel a little empty and lonely.
That was why Father Wang had sought out Little Xuan. He felt that this kind of youthful and lively maiden would be able to soothe the regret in his heart. At the same time, girls tended to have vivid imaginations, so he thought that Little Xuan might be able to give him some tips for inspiration.
It had been less than half an hour after Father Wang had gone online. Little Xuan looked at the number of people in the live stream. After Father Wang's identity had been revealed… the number had already surged to six hundred thousand.
Father Wang alone had helped her attract three hundred thousand new spectators…
For a broadcaster, this was far more precious than any gift she might receive!
And so, Little Xuan straightaway changed the subject of the live stream to "Let's help Guru Wang Situ come up with new themes!"
After making this change, this maiden sank into deep thought, clearing racking her brain on the computer screen.
Whenever Little Xuan answered a question on love, she did so with unruffled calm. Thus, the audience had never seen her troubled like this before. The bullet messages flew around the live stream once again…
"Little Xuan is vexed! But still so beautiful!"
"New meme of Little Xuan, GET!"
Looking at this noisy and excited barrage of bullet messages, Father Wang absent-mindedly pulled out a cigarette. There were now six hundred thousand people helping him to think up themes. Even if he wasn't going to use them, at the very least he should be able to get some good ideas.
Pa! The moment Father Wang flicked his lighter on, Little Xuan's face suddenly brightened on the computer screen. "I don't know how to write a novel… but I think maybe you can try this theme… Jiaomei, how about live streaming?"
Live streaming?
Father Wang immediately patted his head. That was right, he could make it about live streaming! Why hadn't he thought of that himself!
[1] This is an allusion to the novel 'Journey to the West,' when the monk Tripitaka frees Sun Wukong from his imprisonment under Wuzhi, or Five-finger Mountain.
[2] Bullet messages are when users watching a video stream can make live comments, which fly across the screen over the video. The original Chinese word 弹幕 actually translates into "bullet screen."


As a cultivation genius who has achieved a new realm every two years since he was a year old, Wang Ling is a near-invincible existence with prowess far beyond his control. But now that he’s sixteen, he faces his greatest battle yet - Senior High School. With one challenge after another popping up, his plans for a low-key high school life seem further and further away...
Wang Ling: I just want to eat my crispy noodle snacks in peace...
Father Wang: If you're careless enough to destroy the country, it’s coming out of your pocket money. 
Wang Ling: It’s not my fault that the backlash from punching me kills you.
Please support us on Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/henyeetranslationsDLIK
If we hit certain milestones, we will release more chapters in a mass release!
Tags: comedy, school, cultivation, tsundere, popular culture, almighty protagonist, action


HINDI AKO MAKAPANIWALA na sinet-up ako ng lola ko sa isang online dating app. Grabe yung ngiti niya ngayon dahil nahanapan niya raw ako ng kadate na super pogi at yaman. Kung tatanggihan ko naman si lola ay magtatampo ito sa akin. Bukas na bukas din ang blind date dahil atat na atat na si lola na magjowa ako. I'm sure dadami na naman ang listahan ng mga kaibigan ko tomorrow. Kahit na kamukha pa niya si Lee Jong Suk hindi ako papayag na hindi magiging kami, just kidding.
"Apo galingan mo bukas ah! Magsuot ka ng ano, ano nga yun yung litaw yung pusod?"
"Crop top po."
"Ano? Hip-hop?"
"La, crop top po!" pasigaw ko na bulong dahil medyo mahina na talaga ang pandinig ng lola. Oo lang naman ako nang oo kay lola pero hindi tayo magsusuot ng crop top dahil baka lumabas ang tone-tonelada kong taba.

7:00 AM
"Apo gising na may date ka pa ng 10 AM!" namulat ako sa boses ng lola, sino ba naman kasi ang nakikipag-date ng maaga. Ang uso kasi ngayon night date na, yung iba nga sa club pa pero hindi tayo ganong klase ng tao, remember may class naman tayo ghorl, A nga lang at hindi original.
Pagdating sa pagpili ng mga damit ay puro disente lang ang meron ako. Lumabas ako ng naka-white long sleeves at camel pants kaya naman nakataas ang kilay sa akin ng lola.
"Jusko ano ba naman yan Shaine Malabanan, yung uso ngayon may konting pakita ng shoulder at dibdib."
"Ha? saan niyo po nalaman ang mga bagay na yan? At kahit na gusto kong mag-show ng sinasabi niyong kaunting dibdib, konti lang po talaga ito." lumapit sa akin si Lola at tinanggal ang eye glass ko at pinagsuot ako ng contact lens, ang reason kung bakit gusto kong nerd ang get-up ay para hindi agaw-pansin sa kadate, ganon ako kaganda? ayoko pa ngang mag-jowa.
"La, wala nakong salamin, ano pa?"
"Meron pa." kumuha siya ng magandang hairpin at itinali ang buhok ko. Hindi pa siya nakuntento dahil pinag-buttons down niya ako ng dalawa na halos magpakita ng bra ko na walang laman kundi hangin. "Oh see, mas sexy tingnan! sure akong mafafall agad yung guy sayo!"
"Sus bola na naman siya oh." niyakap ko siya nang mahigpit bago umalis at tiningnan siya habang papalayo na ako. Siguro nga ay alam na ni Lola na hindi ko sineseryoso ang mga reto niya at gusto niya. Ang iniisip siguro ng Lola ngayon ay ginagawa ko lang ang lahat ng ito dahil malapit na siyang bawian ng buhay.
By the way, ang date nga pala ay doon lang din sa shop namin para naman kahit papaano ay may kita pa rin kami. Dumating ako sa may coffee shop at nagulat ang mga staff ko sa pormahan ko ngayon.
"Naks naman Madame! kung lalaki lang ako kanina pa kita niyayang makipag-date at sinakmal, rawr!" biro ni Pam.
"Mas lalo kayong gumanda Ms. Shaine!" biro naman ni Frank na mukha namang nagsasabi ng totoo dahil hindi naman ito magaling mambola tulad ni Pam.
"Alam niyo kayo? May kailangan kayo no?"
"Madame wala! nagsasabi lang kami ng totoo."
"Hmm talaga lang ah. Sige na, uupo lang ako sa table at hinihintay ko pa yung nirereto sa akin ng lola."
"Hahahaha pang-ilan na to madame kung sakali?" tanong ni Frank.
"30 plus? Not sure ang ganda ko kasi!" sambit ko sabay hawi ng buhok kong mabangong-mabango.
"Go po! galingan niyo naman minsan."
Ilang sandali pa ay dumating na ang hinihintay ko. Naka-white long sleeves din ito at camel pants. Kung bakit ito ang paborito kong color combination ay dahil madalas ganito ang description ni Write Her sa mga main characters niya.
"I have a date here, bakit ka nakaupo sa may table na to?"
"Huh? Bakit ako naman ang may-ari nito ah. Tsaka sino ba yang kadate mo?" tanong ko.
"Yung bestfriend ko talaga ang dapat na pupunta sa blind date na yan kaso malalate raw siya, so ako na lang muna raw."
"I see, may kablind date kasi ako today. James ang name niya baka kilala mo?"
"Exactly! siya nga yon. So paano?"
"I don't know, ang balak ko lang puntahan ang date pero wala akong plan for relationship. Ikaw?"
"Me? Hahaha mas lalo akong walang pakialam. Isa pa, kapag tinanong niya tayo alam ko naman ang isasagot mo rin na we're not compatible." iba rin tong lalaki na to wais talaga.
"Okay okay naiintindihan ko. Pero sa dami naman ng susuotin mo bakit naman ganyang kulay pa?"
"Ito? Favorite color ko lang." honest niyang sagot dahil mabilis naman siyang naka-respond.
"Hindi dahil idol mo rin si Write Her?"
"Hindi ano ka hilo! I just know him personally pero sa fashion? Nah walang binatbat sa taste ko."
"Ah talaga lang ah, dali na kasi ano nga itsura niya pogi ba? Tsaka try mo rin magbasa ng mga book niya, how dare you! kilala mo pero you're not familiar sa mga gawa niya.
"Isipin ko lang, mas lamang pa rin yata ako. Wait baka umasa ka na kilala ko talaga siya hahaha. Pero parang mas trip ko yung mga romance book ngayon."
"Yay! tamang-tama ka ng time ang swerte mo dahil magsusulat na si Write Her ng romance!" lahat ng tao ay inaabangan ito, lahat kasi ng isinusulat nito ay laging best-seller. Ang malupet pa don, sa may online siya magpupublish! may bayad nga lang pero money is not an issue naman yata sa lalaking mid 20's na to dahil mukhang wala namang ginagastusang jowa.
"Ano online?"
"Oo! ibig sabihin mas malaki ang kikitain ng company niya dahil nga sikat na writer siya. Magbabayad ang tao para lang mabasa yung story niya."
"May point naman kung talaga bang worth it yung ibabayad mo edi why not diba?"
"Ano ka! Worth it talaga! Wait hintayin mo ako." Dahil nga sumasarap na ang usapang Write Her namin ng lalaki na to, teka di ko pa alam name niya.
"Ford is my name." bago ko pa nga i-ask ay nauna na niyang iangat yung kamay niya para makipag-hand shake.
"Ano ka kotse? Nga pala I'm Shaine, gagawa lang ako ng drinks naten, you will pay ah! pakikitaan lang kita ng latte arts ko." usually ganito ako sa mga customer ko lalo na sa mga interested sa novels, movies and etc., inaaliw ko sila para mag-order sa akin! Hahaha how evil.
Sa malayo ay nakita ko si Ford na sumusulyap sa akin at sa ginagawa ko. Ano siya writer? Videographer? or baka naman extra pretty lang ako today.
"Oy madame, yung mga ngitian niyo ngayon ah nakakahalata na ako. Tsaka akala ko ba may blind date kayo?" tanong ni Pam.
"Shut up. Cancelled na yon kaya nililibang ko na lang yung mokong na yan para marami tayong benta ok?"
After that ay ginawa ko na ang art. Ang isa ay rosetta at ang isa naman ay heart at dali-daling nagtungo sa table ni Ford. 
"Two orders of cafe latte for Mr. Ford Handsome."
"Wow grabe yung marketing mo ah, muntik na ako maniwala."
"Hoy hindi naman! look oh sakin itong rosetta, sayo na tong heart!"
"For me?" tanong niya.
"Yes. Ayaw mo ng heart ko?"
"Akala ko kasi meron ng may-ari." naibuga ko ang kape na ginawa ko di dahil maalat, naibuga ko dahil masyadong funny si Ford. "Why? I mean sa ibang customer." paglilinaw niya.
"Akala ko kung anong meron sa heart ko, yung utak talaga no kung ano-ano na lang naiisip hehe." sambit ko dahil medyo napahiya ako doon ng kaunti, ako talaga yung lalandi pero parang bumalik sa akin lahat.
"Pero ipapakilala talaga kita sa friend ko na kablind date mo. Naghahanap yon ng partner. Nasa mid 20's naman na rin ikaw diba?"
"Yes. Nah wala pa nga sa -"
"Writer yon." Ewan ko ba, basta writer kahit hindi ganon kagwapuhan ay mukhang papatulan ko.
"What?"
"Tama yung narinig mo. Writer siya ng MT Publishing kung saan nagsusulat si Write Her. Alam ko yon kasi nagwowork ako sa office nila sa marketing department."
"Bakit hindi mo sa akin sinabi ng maaga?!" lumapit ako kay Ford sa gigil habang nakahawak sa may braso niya na may malalaking muscles na agad ko ring binitawan.
"You didn't ask."
"Bwiset! Oh eh nasaan na ba yang friend mo?"
"Tingnan mo tong babae na to, parang kanina lang ayaw mo makipagdate ah?"

Ford, also known as “Write Her” is a famous writer in his mid-20’s. He was once a romance novelist, but because of what happened in the past, he decided to create different genres of novels – horror, sci-fi, fiction – anything which made him famous. His past was being rejected by his best friend; Jamie who made him stop creating romance novels. He went to Tagaytay and met Shaine who is his fan and a book café owner. To create a romance novel once again, he must experience falling in love and Shaine is the perfect girl for his plan. For that to happen, he must make the girl fall in love with him. What will Ford do when his feelings for Shaine come true instead?

I am sad to inform everyone that the book will not be continuing for various internal and external reasons that I would rather not mention online.
However, do not be discouraged. I will be redoing the entire book from the beginning with the same premise (necromancer system). 
Therefore, I will write another novel, which will come out a few weeks later, to gain experience as a writer and continue later with "The Necromancer System" with improved style.
Once again, I am very sorry for such sudden news, but it is just better this way. I hope to see you, my dear readers, after presumably 5-7 months, when I have revised the whole book. 
Note: Even if it doesn't show up on my profile, that doesn't mean it's deleted (it's impossible to delete books).

In the 21st century, a change occurred in the world. Countless amount of demons rushed in from the dark portal, embracing the entirety of the world and beginning the era of devastation. 
The demons had immense power, while some of them even had supernatural abilities that could destroy the whole city with one blow. 
Humankind was slowly but surely dying out but at the moment when it was thought to be the end of humanity, THEY appeared. 
People, with abilities that could rival those of the demons, stepped forth, 
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On the other hand, while those supernatural things have proceeded to occur for another 300 years, Kevin, a soldier of the U.S Army, has been killed and reincarnated into the future.
In the new world, Kevin has thought that it would be impossible to live in peace, yet at the moment when he was about to fall into despair:
[Activation of Necromancer System]
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[Accept/Reject]



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Chapter length - 1400+
Release - 7chaps/week unless I am sick or busy....school
Note: No harem and very concise romance.

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The cover isn't mine but didn't manage to find the owner.
If it's yours and you want it away, contact me Zerga3#4004.

"What are you writing the book for?" Seeing Yang Haodong startled, Yang Song asked meaningfully.
Yang Haodong thought for a moment before he answered, "In order to maintain world peace, I think. If the copyright is promoted in the future, it can be possibly adapted into a different beast language and sold in the abyss. If everyone only reads books all day long, our world will be peaceful!"
"Do you have other reasons?" Yang Song felt speechless.
Yang Haodong touched his chin, "For my dream."
"There is nothing else?" Yang Song.
Yang Haodong scratched his head: "Father, I can't think of it!"
Yang Song proceeded to ask, "What about money, what about fame? Don't you want to become an elite writer of online novels, sign a platinum contract to become the website's exclusive writer, and become the greatest online novel writer in the whole world?"
Yang Haodong shook his head slightly and explained, "I'm not short of money! Besides, to really sign the platinum contract, I have to go to various activities. Won't this fail my readers' expectations? I remember a great god who always likes to hype up his deceased wife. I always feel ashamed at the thought of staying with those kinds of people."
"Also, fame can't be used as a manuscript update. I don't know how many readers are waiting in front of their phones for new chapters every day. If I go out and engage in all kinds of tossing, can I be worthy of them?"
A thick black line appeared on Yang Song's forehead. He had never seen this guy so dull before. Was it possible that people would become dumb and stupid after becoming an online author? Was it to maintain world peace at every turn?
"Don't talk nonsense to me here. You will announce your identity after the book is very popular. At that time, I will also find some reporters to come over. The bigger the momentum, the better," Yang Song directly made a decision.
"Also, recently, Haonan researched out a pill. After eating it, within 72 hours, you can maintain a full mental state without any side effects. At that time, you can take this pill and explode out your extreme potential.
"Actually, there is also a reason for letting you expose your identity. Authors need fame. Only when you are famous can you make more money by having more readers reading your book. Don't think so rigidly."
In order for the family ranking to rise, Yang Song had to think of myriad plans in his mind every day.
"Then fine!" Yang Haodong bowed his head under Yang Song's power.
Yang Song changed the subject, "Is there any news about your third brother?"
"Ah? Third brother? I haven't paid attention to it..." Yang Haodong was taken aback.
Yang Song didn't know if letting this guy write novels was the right or wrong choice at all, "Could it be that after becoming a writer, you want to write all day long without caring about anything else?"
"This one…" Yang Haodong froze.
Yang Song was really speechless now. He really had the urge to teach this guy a lesson.
It was no wonder that when some parents heard that their children wrote novels, they would oppose it so strongly.
If it weren't for Yang Haodong's talent in this area, Yang Song would also oppose it.
After all, if this situation continued, he was afraid that this fellow would become a fool!
"I think Third Brother must be alive. If something happens to him, be it bad or good, the Disaster Department must have contacted our house a long time ago. But there is no movement at all. This is too abnormal. Maybe they know something. You can go and inquire it, at least you have to know the where he went missing," Yang Song said solemnly.
In Yang Song's secret room, a small entrance to the abyss appeared.
If he could get the map of the abyss from the Disaster Department, as well as the final specific location that Yang Haoxi stayed, after his strength was strong, he could enter the abyss to look for him.
Yang Haodong nodded solemnly, "I will pay close attention to Third Brother's affairs. If there is news, I will tell you as soon as possible."
"Yeah! If there's nothing else important in this period, remember to ask Haonan for some Spirit Energy Pills, it will definitely work!"
Yang Song shook his head lightly, and after leaving these words, he turned and walked out of the office.
Yang Haodong got up and sent Yang Song to the door of the Military Governor Mansion.
After watching Yang Song skillfully stepping on the hoverboard and leaving more than a hundred meters away, he turned around and went back.
"The strength of father has greatly improved. Is it really related to Great Energy Pill? In the past two days, I haven't heard less about Great Energy Pills. It seems that I have to find a chance and try a batch of pills. I have to ask Second Brother for some Spirit Energy Pills too. "
"As for Third Brother, I am afraid that some important information about him is really hidden by the Disaster Department! It's too abnormal."
Yang Haodong sat at the table, glanced at the chatbox with the message flashing, and then picked up the phone and pressed a familiar number!
Toot, toot!
The phone sounded twice and it was connected.
"You there?" Yang Haodong asked first.
There was silence on the phone for two seconds, "If you have something to say, just say it directly. Don't ask if I'm here or not!"
"Do you know the situation of my third brother?" Yang Haodong said in a very serious tone.
...
Wu Pharmaceutical.
Wu Yonggui's complexion was crimson, and he was very angry.
"Assholes, that group of assholes! Do you really think that Wu Pharmaceutical is a soft persimmon?"
Wu Yonggui slapped the table and roared like an animal.
In the conference room, there was silence. Some other senior members lowered their heads and dared not say a word. They all knew about the live broadcast.
To put it bluntly, Wu Pharmaceutical, which had spent a lot of money on advertising, might not only lose face now.
There was even the possibility of doing works for nothing for the Yang Family at that.
But all these were Wu Yonggui's mistakes, so they had no guts to criticize.
"Big brother, with a glace, we can know that Qian Tingduo is in the same gang with Yang Family. We can launch the water army and hype their relationship so that the credibility of what he says can be minimized."
The fat man spoke.
"There are still a lot of irrelevant verified accounts who are forwarding that old thing's post. More and more netizens are starting to scold our company. It's not a good thing to let this continue. I have already contacted the legal department and gave them a lawyer's letter warning one by one."
"What does it have to do with those verified accounts? Are those verified accounts' owners crazy?"
In the meeting room, such voices appeared constantly.  
Of course, they would not have thought that those big verified accounts who forwarded the post were all martial artists that Yang Song had helped in the beginning.
Even if there was no Qian Tingduo to take part in this matter, with the passage of time and the constant changes in public opinion, Wu Pharmaceutical would still be unlucky. The main difference was speed only.
"Using the lawyer is of no much use. Big brother, how about we request for father's help? When he went down into the abyss, he had many comrades-in-arms. The reason why our Wu Pharmaceutical can survive until now is that our father is there. He can come out and say a few words, any trouble can be solved by then."
Someone looked at Wu Yonggui and offered opinions.
"Let me think about it," Wu Yonggui gritted his teeth.
"Big brother, the situation is very critical now. Although we are working hard on public opinions, the live video was spread too quickly. Once allowed to ferment, the reputation of Wu Pharmaceutical will be ruined. In the end, not even a bottle of Grandpa Oral Liquid can be sold."
The atmosphere in the meeting room was getting heavier and heavier.
"Big brother, that old thing of the Yang Family has posted something again."
Without warning, another member of Wu Pharmaceutical spoke up. His voice trembled slightly while holding his mobile phone.


After he crossed over, Yang Song thought that his life was a bit regretful.

He thought that after crossing over, with this system, he would soar into the heaven and enjoy the glory. But alas, even after so many years, there was no sign of activation at all.

This year, he was almost 100 years old.

Yang Song sighed gently, "It looks like I have no fate with this system in this life."

[Ding, congratulations to the host for successfully activating the Immortal Cultivation System.]

Hearing this prompt, Yang Song jumped up with a high spirit.

One year later, Yang Song couldn’t help but sigh, “Life’s really hard.” He was already over 100 years old but still had to cultivate immortality.

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Note: There is a slight LGBT scene in the early chapter, but farther away from that, there won’t be any of it anymore.

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