"Come in." a melodious voice breaks the silence inside that office. 
 
 
The door opens and reveals a worried look of her secretary. 
 
 
"Senator Rizza." The young secretary sounds and appeared nervous in front of the most popular, articulate and charismatic Senator of the country. 
 
 
She is only 36 years old but she is the most preferred candidate for Presidency.
 
 
She is popular among women and younger generations. Probably because she is young and beautiful. Included in her platform is to fight against graft and corruption. And ever since she won the senatorship, she has been boldly fighting against it. 
 
 
But behind that beautiful and charismatic image is an ambitious and short-tempered woman. She has that overwhelming hunger for power. 
 
 
"What is it?" She asked not raising her head to look at the secretary.
 
 
"I did what you've asked of me. I was regularly checking your bank accounts. And..." The secretary nervously said but had to pause because Senator Rizza raised her head and looked at her. 
 
 
"And...?" Senator Rizza is starting to get impatient. 
 
 
"Some...something...h-happened." The young secretary stuttered in nervousness. She cannot bring herself to say the bad news so she passed her the copy of the bank statements. 
 
 
Senator Rizza reached out for the papers with a frown, her gaze is not leaving the anxious secretary. Until she had the papers in front of her did she only looked at it. 
 
 
Seconds passed. 
 
 
Then minutes. 
 
 
The secretary noticed that the Senator's grip on the papers tightened until the papers had crumpled. Then she started to tremble. The next second, she was startled when the Senator shriek in anger.
 
 
The secretary was too afraid to look at the senator, she closed her eyes and gripped the hem of her blouse.
 
 
"How did this happened?" Senator Rizza said in a muffled voice while trying to catch her breath that she seems to be lacking because of her anger. 
 
 
But when she didn't receive a reply from the secretary, she repeated her question in a much terrifying tone. 
 
 
"How...the...hell...did...this...happened?!" The young senator sure lost her composure. Why not? She lost almost all of her savings in three of her bank accounts. If she doesn't have a dummy account, she probably must've lost from them as well. 
 
 
Too terrified because this is the first time that she saw the senator this furious, the secretary started to cry as if it was all her fault. 
 
 
"S-senator...Rizza... The... the bank said that you might be a victim of... a-account phishing." The secretary struggled to say those words but she was still under the accusing gaze of the senator. 
 
 
"Explain!!" Senator Rizza wanted some explanation and it was only the poor secretary who is there to give her some explanations which she is not sure if she will be able to provide. Or maybe she can be but she is not sure that it will be the explanation that the senator wants to hear.
 
 
The young secretary swallowed the knot on her throat and tried to explain what the bank officer exactly told her.
 
 
"The bank said that it seems that there were anonymous and suspicious transactions in your accounts a couple of days ago. They already had someone tracked it down but they traced it back in your...residence and there were some irregularities so they cannot exactly tell where and when the transactions were made."
 
 
After hearing that, Senator Rizza became more outraged. "In my residence...why would I fucking pull out all my money from my bank accounts! Are they insane! I never did that!" 
 
 
"Damn!" This time, she is already fidgeting around her office and is kicking anything that is blocking her way. 
 
 
"Get lost! Call Senator Melvin, tell him I want to meet him. Now!" Senator Rizza pointed at Her secretary then to the door without even looking at her.
 
 
The secretary staggered towards the door not wanting to stay for even a second in that office. After witnessing the other side of the senator, she is not sure if she still wanted to work for her.
 
 
"Fuck! This is not happening. This can't be." Senator Rizza continued to mumble in herself.  It seems that she had totally lost it. She cannot think of a reason who would do this and why would they do it to her. Who is targetting her?

At the age of 10, J's parents died in an ambush leaving her in the care of her grandfather who years later sent her away along with her best friend to hide her and her identity from those who would try to kill her after her parents.

20 years past, a lot of things had already happened. Her dearest grandfather died, she came back to Lotus City, and was secretly married!

She was married off by her grandfather to his best friend's grandson before he died and she was oblivious about it.

Do this secret marriage has to do with her secret identity?

Inside the training camp that Hannah was in had suddenly given out an emergency meeting. They had received word about the large-scale invasion of the monsters who were attacking the whole Western Continent. The teachers were summoned to give out support.

Although the teacher's strength was a cut above regular soldiers, they were still short-handed. In the end, they had to evacuate the citizens including their students to safety.

The teachers who have been instructed to lead the evacuation had divided themselves into thirty-four groups. In the twenty-first group was Hannah's group which had been caught in quite a predicament. The reason being, a monster group had appeared before them.

The monster group itself was weak and the teachers had dealt with the monsters efficiently. The only problem was that after the monster group was wiped out a very strong monster had appeared. It had large horns that could possibly skewer a whole person.

"Wh-What is a rank 8 monster doing all the way here?!" One of the teachers who had been in charge of the group gasped.

"No-No way...Am I going to die here?" A shaky voice of one of the students could be heard. Most of the humans had a pale face. They knew that only a higher rank Knight could possibly fight this monster.

"Everyone! Listen to me. We'll grab the attention of the monster and lure it far away from here. While we do that please head towards the nearby shelter." A charismatic teacher said so as she looked at the others.

Some teachers were still frightened out of their wits but all of them nodded, they knew that it's their duty as knights to help protect the citizens. "Hannah! Since I want you to lead this group to the shelter." The charismatic teacher then whispered to Hannah, "May Brintin's fortune be with you."

After that, the teacher immediately began attacking the quadrupled horned creature to enrage it. As soon as one teacher had used his weapon, *CLANK* a sound that was as if a metal was hit against another metal resounded. The metallic glow on the fur of the creature shined under the moonlight.

"No way!" The man who attacked it shouted as he couldn't believe that even his most powerful strike did not even give it a scratch. Before he made another move the monster quickly made way to chomp that man.

"Look out!" The charismatic female teacher then made a quick dash towards the man as she intended to put him out of harm's way, but sadly she was a step too late. Blood splattered everywhere as the man had his upper body bitten.

The monster howled after having the taste of blood. The giant monster's body then pounced on another teacher who was stunned and couldn't even move. But before the monster got to him, the charismatic female teacher had managed to temporarily restrain the wolf by binding its hind leg rendering it unable to move.

"Everyone, attack now!" She said as she pulled on the chains that had wrapped itself around the monster's leg.

Large series of explosions could be heard as everyone made sure to attack the brutal creature. They used all of the firepower that they could muster as they want to finish the monster if possible. After all, even though they stayed here to protect the majority they were still human. They didn't want to die.

One of the reasons that they became teacher's in the first place was to avoid being on the front lines. In there where monsters could kill them if they were unlucky. People who simply don't have enough power would just die.

Admittedly they are far weaker than the monster in front of them. They also knew that they could possibly not kill it with their own strength simply because its stronger. But even so, they hoped. They wished that the monster would no longer stand and would just die right now.

As their attacks had stopped, the smoke surrounding the wreckage began to clear up. Everyone attentively looking at the monster trying to size it up. They wanted to see it dead.

The monster, crushing their dreams looked as if it grinned. It knew that the puny human in front of him could never beat him. The monster wasn't even taking them seriously. It was just trying to play with the food before eating it.

But seeing that momentary burst of power from those puny humans he was a bit surprised, he had almost been injured. But even if he got injured, he could simply heal it quickly as the injury wasn't even that much. 

Those attacks, however, were enough to enrage the monster. It knew that these puny humans might have another lucky moment and that could possibly kill him. Enraged the monster now began to walk towards the humans intending to fight them seriously this time. This spelt the end towards those humans.

The rest of the teachers though had very terrified faces. They knew that the monster could still be alive, but the reason that they were terrified was because the monster had taken zero to no damage. It appeared to be unscathed after taking on all that firepower.

"Everyone, we can do this, we just need to keep on attacking it to keep it distracted. After that, we would be able to run awa-" Before the charismatic lady could finish her encouraging speech her head was suddenly flung away from her body.

All the female teacher could see was her own body simply falling down before everything else became black.

"She died just like that." One of the teachers who had seen that scene had given up all hope of ever returning back alive. But just like everyone, instead of feeling fear they all felt bravery. They had let go of any hope to return back alive. Now having cleared their mind they had made the resolve to be killed.

One of them held a self-destruct bomb. His only plan was to let himself be eaten by the monster before exploding himself right into the monster's mouth. So he charged bravely. "FOR THE EMPIRE!" He shouted as he ran towards the monster.

The monster still enraged didn't even put the human running in his eyes. The monster instead went for the ones who looked easy to kill. Now that the monster decided to attack seriously he wouldn't let go of chances like these.

After a series of bloodcurdling screams silence now enveloped the place. All of the teachers had died without even giving the monster a scratch.

The monster then howled as it sniffed its way towards the direction of the larger group of humans.

Ragnarok, this was the event that brought mass extinction to most races. Among them, the human race had always been the weakest. That is why most of the strong races have neglected them, so when all the other forces were exhausted, they bared their fangs. This is not a story about the rise of those humans, no, this story tells the tale of the beginning of the end.

The Earth had just survived the aftermath of Ragnarok. With most of the landmass turning into wastelands, the people had fought over the remaining fertile earth and amongst all odds, an empire strong enough shook the world and unified it. Years passed and eventually, that empire had begun to rot due to graft and corruption. This resulted in the rise of a man who had revolted against the vile treatment that the citizens received.

He who had once fought for his family, his friends, his people. He continued to ruthlessly slay anyone who stood in his way until one day, he was betrayed by the comrades he trusted, the very country he served, and the very people that he saved. They were the ones to betray him after all that he’s done for their sake. Now, he has come back from the dead for his revenge. He is an Einder. His fifth incarnation, Cray Anderson, shall be the one to succeed his powers. Will he succumb to his ancestor's wrath or will he obtain the power to break away from his fate?


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(Tom's PoV)
Or rather, who were waiting for me.
This... guest room is a bit too big, isn't it?
Sitting in the room was some people who I had never met before. On the farthest end of the room, there was a big chair. Judging from the size and the meticulous carving on the chair, it must be for a very important person.
Well, I doubt I was the person.
On my right, sitting along the wall was some elders who were wearing traditional clothes with one similarity; they were dark in color. On my left was a row of white-clothed men, standing straight and not moving even just an inch -except the movement of their eyelashes, looking sturdy and scary, but somehow there was an indescribable feeling I had inside, as if these men were emitting sacred aura around them; like they were some holy people selected by the Almighty to eradicate every evil beings in this world.
But, the feeling didn't end here; the strongest feeling I had inside was... a sense of belonging. It was as if I knew them, that they were my blood brothers, that we were actually so closed.
Of course, it was not my first time meeting this kind of white-clothed people. They were so similar with the ones who were guarding Jane's room at that time, but at that time I didn't have this kind of feeling when I saw them. I guess they only looked similar, but different in some ways.
The men on my right side were closing their eyes, as if our presence didn't disturb them at all. The white-clothed men, on the other side, was looking straight in front of them.
What's so interesting about the wall, really? I tried to follow their line of gaze, but I really couldn't see anything good on the wall. The wall was made from wood; teak wood, on top of that. The rich brown color was giving the room different view from when I was outside.
It was as if I was in the room of an important figure in the village. The feeling it gave me was a small luxurious house, instead of an ordinary house in a village.
Whoever owned this house was probably filthy rich.
"Please, sit here." The man who was guiding me had stood in the middle of the room where a cushion was placed.
He wanted me to sit on it? I arched my eyebrows.
The man politely urged me to sit on the pointed cushion, so I could only comply and walked towards the cushion. As I sat down on it cross-legged, the eyes of the elders fluttering opened. Their gazes were directed at me, but despite the nervous thump in my chest, I didn't feel any emotion from their gazes.
How could every one of them control their emotion that well? Among these people, there must be one person who ruined the harmony, who would spill the beans, but I couldn't see anyone like that.
As I was still pondering about these elderly, the door near the big chair on the furthest end was pushed open from the other side. From the door came a middle aged man. His sturdy and thick beard looked all scary, giving the others a scary man vibe on the first meeting. But, despite his scary appearance, his bright eyes deceived his appearance.
From his bright eyes, I could see years of experience that he had gone through, forged him to be hard and wise, but still didn't lack his kindness. Those eyes seemed expecting something, a good thing. His lips were hidden behind the bush of his beard and mustache, but I could make a slight smile on it when he saw me.
The man sat down on the empty chair near the big one. Based on his position, he must be some kind of right or left hand of the person who owned the big chair.
I was really curious to see this person.
"Let's begin." The man who entered the last started speaking. His raspy voice sounded charismatic to my ears. It was rare for me to find another man's voice to be charismatic, but this man's voice fit the category easily.
As soon as this man's voice fell, the elders that had been sitting quietly started to move slightly. Sitting there crossed-legs, their backs were straight with head held up, hands on their knees. Seeing their posture, no one would believe that they were old men. Their eyes were sharp, like fighters on the battlefield.
"Initial Challenge for the future General of the First Army, will now begin. The candidate, son of the late Fadel Alamsyah, Thomas Putra Alamsyah, will have his first trial to be the General of the First Army; Soul Endurance, including the mentality and spiritual test. The test will be supervised directly by Sir Ahmad Ismail, the right hand man of the current king, and will be conducted under the guidance of the elders in Satu village." The man who led me to this room started speaking and after hearing about what he said, I was stunned.
What trial?
What General?
How do they know my father's name?
How do they know my name?
What king?
Satu village?
Where is it?
Where am I?

Jane was a horror lover. But, despite her love towards horror movie, she had not had any encounter with the astral beings herself.
However, when she moved to her new dormitory, she made herself a new friend.

A ghost, to be exact.

And a handsome one, too.

But, there was something suspicious with this ghost. He was too...human.
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"As the Princess of our clan, you deserve to command the Seventh Advisor and The White Army. May you bring peace upon those who are visible and invisible."

"..." A princess? Don't joke with me!

"Just accept it. It's not bad, though." A certain someone nudged my elbow as he grinned teasingly.

"You will be the only princess who has two prince consorts." The older one spoke calmly. "My dear princess, will you build your own harem now?" His eyes flashed with dangerous glint.

Harem?! Screw you! I suddenly felt that these two men were only here to cause me troubles.
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*This story is pure fiction. There are some NSFW contents inside, so if you are under 17, please, don't read this novel.

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Disclaimer: The cover is not mine.

The signal that my Perception sensed was obviously not that far away from me, so it didn't take me more than 5 minutes to make my way there even though I was walking as stealthy and slowly as possible in case the low possibility of the demon being there came to be true.
'That shouldn't be the case…'
However, as I got closer and closer, I could somewhat tell that there was no chance of the demon being the cause of that signal. After all, the closer I was, the more I was able to distinguish that while the signal was indeed familiar, it was far from even being close to the malevolent aura that the demons let off, it was instead more like something…
'Warm?'
Nonetheless, I still stayed on guard, the most cautious would be the winners in the end, and as the saying went 'it's better to be safe than sorry'.
Still, the signal did its best to make me both curious and confused, though it felt warm as if it was something close to me at one second, it switched off to feel cold and distant at another second, making it hard to guess the identity of what could have sent that signal.
'It should be here…'
Thankfully, the suspense didn't last long enough as I quickly found a cave-like spot that was drilled into one of the big pitch-black rocky walls and walked through the entrance which should have the source of the signal just slightly past it.
As soon as I entered, the cave's space was illuminated as the source of the light floated exactly at the center of the cave.
The source of both the signal and the light wasn't anything living as I already guessed, however, it didn't seem to be dormant either as it kept displaying a certain pattern of movement…
A pitch-black crystal in the shape of a card formed the center of the object as it kept spinning at different angles till it created a pearl's fading shape, while four rings of fading black gaseous matter rotated around it in the same pattern as sparks of lightning kept appearing around the amplified pearl-like structure, producing illumination to the whole cave's space.
'This… Why does it feel so different?'
Such an object that displayed 'magical tricks' normally shouldn't be something that grabbed the attention of me who lived in both the technologically advanced reality and the magical fantasy of the 'Lost Realm, however, for some reason, I felt completely attracted to it as soon as I entered this cave.
I barely managed to think about the reason why that was the case or why the illumination of the lightning sparks only started as I went inside before I started to realize the reason why this gave off such a familiar signal, thus forming an answer to both the matter that I just started to question.
'Could it be?'
The reason was pretty simple, it just gave off the same vibes that I felt when I received the two ancient legacies!
Originally, I felt like I should ask Long who was sleeping inside my spatial ring for confirmation, but I decided not to as the feeling of familiarity grew firmer, so I simply sent a thread of mental energy to interact with the floating object instead.
'I knew it!'
As soon as my thread of mental energy reached it, the sparks of lightning intensified as they connected with the invisible thread, completely confirming my guess!
Though I was slightly confused about how one of the ancient legacies that usually existed as a semi-safe keeping device on demon bases got here as well as why there was no 'Trial' before its appearance, I decided to not think about it after several guesses as this space situation was far from normal and was already easily comparable to a special Corruption Gate like a 'Demon Base'.
The lightning sparks that multiplied and connected with my mental energy thread started to vanish as it assimilated with it, before a charismatic voice appeared in my mind through the mental connection!
{Woah! To think that someone actually activated the legacy that I left behind!}
'Eh?'
While the voice did seem charismatic at the beginning, the way it talked automatically removed it from one's impression.
{Hmm… hmmm… hah! You even managed to receive two other legacies before, what a great surprise!}
I wasn't surprised by the fact that the voice in the legacy's mental package knew that I received a legacy before, but the way it reacted to it, knowing the precise number and the opening sentence were a bit surprising, it was by far the strangest legacy message I received so far, even when compared to the mixed message of two persons quarreling that I received from the Trial of Ice & Fire's legacy…
{No need to stay silent, I know you have a biased experience, but I'm different from the simple recording that you have received before! Besides, shouldn't one show at least some voiced surprise when he is in a situation similar to this? You don't seem like someone that's fun to tease…}
The voice undulated between being charismatic and silly in a weird manner as it seemed to be aware of the situation!
"...Did you really leave a true mental imprint on this legacy?"
While it was indeed true for someone to leave something like a part of their consciousness on some special objects, which was almost equal to creating a brain clone, doing that required quite a bit of mental energy and it would have a serious side effect on its user's mind. Even I didn't know the correct method to do so let alone whether I was able to do it or not. The only reason I knew of such a method was that it was superficially mentioned in one of the books in the Imperial Library in the ruin exploration section…
{Oh, you know about that? Perhaps you… this is suddenly getting more interesting!}


Doomed to die!

Facing such a fate, Ian Cloud, the crippled genius, has to make a choice…

Either to wait for his impending death while decaying slowly, or to run into its embrace head-first for a chance to struggle and live on!

Follow Ian as he enters the astonishing world of ‘The Lost Realm’, a super realistic VR game where danger lurks everywhere and getting logged out equals death.

Will he manage to survive now that he is no longer restricted by his physical flaw? Or will he lose his last chance to fix his broken reality?

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A gentle and charismatic voice rang through heaven and earth. That took all the people by surprise, and they turned abruptly to the rift that was torn open in the void. 
There were actually two rifts—one on either side of the battlefield—and terrible existences were stretching their hands out of the openings.
Tyrant Patriarch was howling miserably in the White Tiger Heaven Stove. Scorching flames completely enveloped him and kept burning. His flesh was invincible, but he was suffering tremendous pain as the flames burned his body. His miserable voice rang beside all ears, making the hair of those who heard it stand on end.
White-haired Bu Fang raised his chin proudly. His eyes were cold, and he was emotionless as he looked at Tyrant Patriarch, who was being burned alive by the white flames in the stove.
In the distance, the Patriarchs were already stunned, and they felt extremely cold. They couldn't believe that Tyrant Patriarch was sealed and being burned with flames in a stove. Sword Demon Patriarch's eyes were full of horror. Looking at white-haired Bu Fang, he seemed to recall some memory that was hidden deep in his mind—the burning of white flames and the miserable shrieks.
A rumbling sound rang out as a rift was torn open in the void, from which a hand came stretching out, reaching for Bu Fang.
"That's enough."
A deafening voice accompanied the hand that was filled with an authoritative tone. The Patriarchs were excited because they knew that Nether Puppeteer Patriarch had finally made a move.
Nether Puppeteer Patriarch was the second strongest expert among the nine Nether Prison Patriarchs, and between him and the mysterious Di Ting, he was their backbone. Any trouble would be solved if he got his hands on it.
Nether King Tian Cang was a mighty expert who had attacked Nether Prison, almost invincible. Still, even he had suffered when he faced Nether Puppeteer Patriarch, which eventually led to him being attacked by Black Demon. Therefore, as soon as he appeared, the Patriarchs thought that they had won the battle. 
Inside the White Tiger Heaven Stove, flames burned incessantly as vitality energy leaked from Tyrant Patriarch's body in large amounts. He was screaming miserably without stopping.
Nether Puppeteer Patriarch's palm went directly toward White-haired Bu Fang, intending to kill him with one blow.
White-haired Bu Fang focused his eyes. He felt tremendous pressure.
Tyrant Patriarch was a Perfected Great Saint. It was a realm above the Nine-revolution, and there were levels within the realm as well.
Nether Puppeteer Patriarch, on the other hand, had reached the Perfected level many years ago. He had been staying there for a very long time, so he had touched the barrier. It would take him just one more step to break through into the supreme realm and stand above the whole Netherworld.
The pressure of such an expert was much greater than Tyrant Patriarch's, so even white-haired Bu Fang couldn't help but frown when facing it.
The effect of the Fortune Flatbread had begun to wane. If he were to resist Nether Puppeteer Patriarch's blow, the price would be huge.
However, another rift was torn open at that moment, and then a dog paw shrouded in black Earth Prison Flame thrust out of it.
Er Ha and the others became excited when they saw the dog paw.
"Mangy dog?!"
"Earth Prison Dog?!"
"Lord Dog?!"
Cries of surprise rang out among them.
White-haired Bu Fang gave the dog paw a sideways glance and slightly narrowed his eyes.
"How dare you bully my man when I'm not here?" 
A gentle and charismatic voice rang through heaven and earth. The next moment, the dog paw slapped toward Nether Puppeteer Patriarch's palm.
The Nether Prison Patriarchs' expressions all changed slightly, but then they sneered.
"Although that mangy dog is fearsome, he's just as strong as Tyrant. Nether Puppeteer is much stronger than Tyrant… He's overreaching himself. He will definitely be punished!"
Their hearts were filled with excitement. Nether Puppeteer Patriarch was a top expert of their nine clans, the foundation of their rule over the Netherworld. How could a mere mangy dog stand up against him? Even though this Earth Prison Dog was amazing, so what? In the face of absolute power, everything would be crushed!
Nether Puppeteer Patriarch didn't say anything. As his palm drew nearer, the void trembled and collapsed, while ripples spread. Meteorites in the starry sky crumbled under his power, turning into rubble before scattering.
At this moment, the dog paw shrouded in Earth Prison Flame came and collided with the palm.
Boom! 
A terrible explosion shook the void. Everyone felt as if their eardrums were about to rip as a tremendous amount of energy towered into the sky like great waves and came rumbling back down.
This level of fighting was simply shocking and scary.
"A close match?! I can't believe this!"
The Patriarchs were cold all over and horrified!
White-haired Bu Fang's hair waved amid the collision of energy, while the Vermilion Robe he wore let out a sonorous bird cry, turned fiery scarlet, and wrapped his body. A scarlet fire burned around him, forming a barrier that resisted all the energy that was pouring over at him.
His eyes focused and fixed at the White Tiger Heaven Stove.
Inside the stove, Tyrant Patriarch was still screaming. After all, he was a Perfected Great Saint. Although the White Tiger Heaven Stove could suppress him, it would take a long time to burn him.
Some people saw Tyrant Patriarch bathed in flames inside the stove as if he had turned into a burning man, struggling and growling. He was punching at the wall, but he still could not get out.
The inside of the White Tiger Heaven Stove had turned into a world of flames, which was going to burn Tyrant Patriarch to death.
"How dare you!" Nether Puppeteer Patriarch's voice exploded like thunder in the sky, rumbling incessantly. He was furious.
Then, he threw out another palm, its power scarier than the previous one.
The pupils of Er Ha and the others constricted when they saw the palm. It didn't look like a human hand. Instead, it seemed to be made of steel, glinting coldly.
Even heaven and earth fell silent in front of this palm.
"How dare you act wildly when Lord Dog is here?!" The gentle and charismatic voice rang out again. Then, a dog paw struck, still shrouded in Earth Prison Flame, and collided with the palm.
The void collapsed, while dreadful fluctuations made many people retreat further and further until they could only watch the fight from a great distance.
This kind of fight terrified many Great Saints. Just its fluctuations alone had already made their hearts race, and they dared not get too close.
They were all Great Saints, but why was there such a huge gap between them?
However, there was an exception.
White-haired Bu Fang still sat cross-legged in the middle of the fight, unmoving like a ten-thousand-year pine tree. No matter how terrible the pressure was or how violent the energy blasts were, they could not budge him. His hair waved in the wind as he raised his chin cockily.
Suddenly, a startling scene appeared in the White Tiger Heaven Stove. Like butter scorched by high temperature, Tyrant Patriarch's body began to melt at a rate visible to the naked eye, as if it was going to turn into a pool of liquid!
Soon, his muscular, powerful arms softened and drooped on the ground, in which flames were burning. His head was full of cracks, and his hands began to melt and dripped to the ground as liquid drops. After a few moments, his body began to collapse, with holes bursting open one by one.
His shrieks were bloodcurdling. As time went by, however, his voice gradually disappeared. He could no longer scream as he had turned into a puddle of boiling liquid in the stove.
Everyone sucked in a cold breath. They could not believe that the mighty Tyrant Patriarch was burned to death by Bu Fang.
Nether Puppeteer Patriarch flew into a rage when he sensed what happened, and he attacked even more violently. However, Lord Dog was continuously bombarding him with Earth Prison Flames. Although both of them didn't show up, just the collisions of their attacks were enough to crush everyone on the battlefield.
After a long time, everything in the stove went quiet. Tyrant Patriarch was completely silent, and the only sound in the stove were the flickering sounds from the blazing flames.
The fire was crackling noisily and burning fiercely, but it sent a chill into those who looked at it.
Tyrant Patriarch had fallen.
Bu Fang's hair began to turn from white to black at a rate visible to the naked eye, and his pupils also softened, no longer as sharp as before. The White Tiger had returned to his spirit sea.
Bu Fang was also quite shocked.
Tyrant Patriarch was a mighty existence. He was the third strongest Great Saint of the nine Nether Prison clans, and even Tian Cang had failed to kill him.
However, Bu Fang had accomplished the feat. Of course, he did that with the help of the Artifact Spirit, but it was still an incredible achievement.
The fall of a Perfected Great Saint was a piece of shocking news to the entire Netherworld, and it was even an unbearable loss to Nether Prison!
Nether Puppeteer Patriarch stopped attacking. The next moment, the void ripped apart, and a figure could be seen looming amid the rushing turbulence, staring at Bu Fang with a pair of ferocious eyes.
"You have killed Tyrant and Horned Demon. Of the nine Nether Prison Patriarchs, only seven remain now… We Nether Prison will not accept such a price! All of you will die with them!"
His words were full of monstrous killing intent, making Er Ha and the others tremble.
"Nether Prison's unification of the Netherworld and the establishment of a great world is required by the Great Path! No one can stop us… neither can you! Whoever stops us will be punished!"
Bu Fang stood in the starry sky with an indifferent face. Suddenly, a pair of eyes turned to look at him from inside the turbulence. It seemed to gaze down at him from the skies with a deep look that wanted to tear his soul apart.
At this moment, the void behind him was torn apart. Inside, turbulence was churning, and a lean dog shrouded in flames could be seen.
Nether Puppeteer Patriarch turned his eyes to the dog. Their eyes met in midair through the turbulence.
"Whatever tricks you have, Lord Dog is waiting…" Lord Dog's gentle and charismatic voice rang out.
They looked at each other for a long time, then Nether Puppeteer Patriarch's pupils constricted.
"Impossible… You want to take that step?! This cannot be! You can't make it!" Nether Puppeteer Patriarch suddenly became very agitated.
Lord Dog only responded with a contemptuous laugh.
"You won't succeed! Just you wait… I will definitely stop you!" Nether Puppeteer Patriarch growled. The next moment, the void in front of him slowly healed, and the rift disappeared.
Bu Fang stood in midair, his Vermilion Robe flapping noisily in the wind. Behind him, the dog in the rift slowly turned around and walked toward the depths of the turbulence, and then the void gradually healed.
Lord Dog said nothing and disappeared again, leaving many doubts to those present.
'Nether Puppeteer Patriarch said Lord Dog wants to take that step… What step is that?' Bu Fang thought to himself, frowning. The next moment, the White Tiger Heaven Stove returned to his side, turned into a belt, and wrapped around his waist.
Bu Fang clasped his hands behind his back and looked into the distance, where the Nether Prison Patriarchs gathered.
The Patriarchs' hearts skipped a beat when they found that Bu Fang was looking at them. Without hesitation, they turned and sped toward the ground, and were soon out of sight. They didn't want to end up like Tyrant Patriarch!
For a moment, the battlefield of the stars became very quiet. It was as if the battle had ended for the time being.


In a fantasy world where martial artists can split mountains and creeks with a wave of their hand and break rivers with a kick, there exists a little restaurant like this.
The restaurant isn't large, but it is a place where countless apex existences will rush into.
There, you can taste egg-fried rice made from phoenix eggs and dragon blood rice.
There, you can drink strong wine brewed from vermillion fruit and water from the fountain of life.
There, you can taste the barbecued meat of a ninth grade supreme beast sprinkled with black pepper.
What? You want to abduct the chef? That's not going to happen, because there's a tenth grade divine beast, the Hellhound, lying at the entrance.
Oh, that chef also has a robotic assistant that killed a ninth grade supreme being with a single hand and a group of crazy women whose stomachs were conquered.
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Why did things become like this?’ Hoshi inwardly wondered.
Why and when did his sisters... stop being his sisters?
Hoshi still remembered his childhood. Back then, he played happily together with Rion and Kotomi.
His sisters definitely weren’t like this back then; they were as simple and innocent as other girls their age, just a little smarter and cuter.
Hoshi had been proud of his sisters back then since they could do anything, and they always did it well while taking care of their weak-willed younger brother.
The memory which left him with the deepest impression was the time where he’d accidentally enraged a wild dog and was desperately scrambling to shake it off his tail. His sisters rushed over to his side, and despite their fear, risked being bitten in order to drive it off.
This memory had turned hazy with the passing of time, but the image of his sisters smiling at him with teary eyes remained clear.
But as for now...
Just where did things go wrong for them to become this way? Hoshi really didn’t know.
He had been angry and even loathed them while they were abusing him, but now that he had calmed down, he discovered that there was no rage within him, only sadness.
Hoshi thought about himself after considering everything.
He’d always been consciously and unconsciously avoiding the truth; that was why he had been unable to see his sisters for what they really were before this.
If he could have found out sooner, perhaps he could have done something about it?
Yes... that was the case.
He was so useless. If only he could have thought more clearly or smartly, he could have done something before his sisters reached their current state!
‘I... I’m so weak.’ Hoshi fell into a state of self-deprecation.
If only he could become stronger, or if he had thought this way much earlier, or met someone like Harano-senpai much sooner...
‘That’s right—Senpai. What’s Harano-senpai doing now? How is he... after discussing things with my sisters!?’
Hoshi finally returned to his senses and realized that it wasn’t time for him to wallow in his thoughts; he should be worrying about his Senpai.
A concerned expression appeared on his face.
"Are you worrying about Seigo?" A gentle voice sounded out next to him.
It was the beautiful upperclassman named Mika Uehara.
Hoshi felt that this friend of Senpai’s had dainty features. An aura of freshness hung about her, and she had a gentle attitude with a friendly personality. She was quite the charismatic girl.
"You don’t need to worry too much about him—Seigo’s really strong… Especially when he needs to protect something important to him." His female upperclassman seemed to think of something as a tinge of red crept into her cheeks.
Could she... possibly? Hoshi noticed something strange about her behavior.
"Oh my, are you thinking about your romantic times together with him?" A casual flirtatious voice spoke out from behind them. "You’re acting like a girl in love in front of your junior, you know~"
This was Chiaki Wakaba, Senpai’s other classmate and good friend.
She enjoyed wearing the boys’ school uniform for some reason, but it was totally suited for her.
She had silver-gray hair with a boyishly handsome face. Chiaki always spoke and behaved in a casual and relaxed manner. She seemed to possess a heroic spirit, yet it was still easy to tell that she was female; she was another charismatic character.
"N... Not at all! Stop making stuff up, Chiaki!" Uehara-san blushed heavily as she denied it.
Although Hoshi didn’t know her all that well, even he was able to detect that she was most likely lying.
What a classic tsundere...
Hoshi mentally chuckled.
Last week, when he met these two upperclassmen of his for the first time, he focused almost entirely on Harano-senpai, so they flew under his radar. Now that Senpai wasn’t by his side, it was only natural that he finally noticed their beauty when being together with them.
It seemed only natural for the ultra-handsome Harano-senpai to have good friends like these two.
And one of Harano-senpai’s good friends felt more than just friendship towards him—that seemed natural as well.
Hoshi truly believed that it wouldn’t be strange even if every girl in the entire grade fell in love with a boy like his Harano-senpai!
Of course, Harano-senpai would have some choice comments for him if he knew what Hoshi was thinking.
Everyone around Seigo Harano definitely knew how cool he was, but Senpai was always so humble.
This was one of the factors which made him so charismatic.
Harano-senpai was indeed handsome on the outside, but his inside was important for Hoshi... Hoshi thought back to when he was at the darkest point in his life. His Senpai had been able to detect that something was wrong simply through a few questions in a phone call.
Not only did Senpai instantly rush to his side, Senpai even gave him heartfelt encouragement that forcefully crushed his shell of darkness and pulled him out from the abyss of despair.
He was just like the sun... No, Seigo Harano was light itself.
Hoshi Amami viewed Seigo’s tall figure as light itself!
This light had dispelled his darkness, but... could it dispel his sisters’ darkness?
Just as Uehara-san told him, Harano-senpai was very strong and didn’t need him to worry. But he still couldn’t help worrying.
Also, Hoshi was concerned about Rion and Kotomi.
Light could dispel the darkness, but it could also destroy it... Even though he begged Senpai already, what action would Senpai end up taking?
"Believe in Seigo," Wakaba-san told him.
Hoshi noticed that she was looking towards him. She must have noticed what he was thinking. 
"Seigo definitely won’t lose, nor will he make the situation worse. But… as for what ending awaits your sisters, he can’t promise anything. In the end it depends on them. If he feels like he should destroy them, Seigo won’t hold back. But as long as your sisters... have even a shred of remorse and decency left, he will give them a chance."
Hoshi slowly nodded upon hearing these words.
That was when a cell phone rang.
It was Wakaba-san’s. She took it out and took the call after seeing who it was.
"Hey, Seigo, how did it go?"
Hoshi and Mika instantly paid full attention to Chiaki.
They observed Chiaki’s face distort into a strange expression.
"What the hell’s with saying you’ll be fine!!?" A sharp retort came out of the tomboy’s mouth. "Facing off against the entire karate club by yourself!? What the hell are you thinking! How did it become like this!?
"Everything will be fine if you win!? Stop being ridiculous! Do you think you’re a Spartan!? Even the ancient gladiators didn’t act so ridiculous!!!
"You’re strong, Seigo! But you’re just a normal person!! You’re not a superhero wearing tights, nor do you have the power to transform and rip your clothes off in the process; you’re just a normal person living in reality!!!"
Chiaki’s stream of retorts came like endless bolts of lightning.
Hoshi and Mika were stunned in amazement.
What exactly was going on?
On the other side of the phone call, Seiji could only smile wryly at being on the receiving end of so many thunderous retorts.
He took a look at Rion and Kotomi who were currently sending messages with their phones. 
After Chiaki quieted down, he finally spoke up in a soft voice again. "I said I’ll be fine, so I’ll be fine. I’ll win... I shall definitely achieve victory. Feel free to come over and spectate; it’s already turned into such a big deal anyways, so it shouldn’t matter if a couple more watch what happens. You really don’t need to worry about me... I’m hanging up."
Seiji hung up the call as he continued to watch the twins in front of him.
He kept staring at them until Rion and Kotomi stopped using their cell phones and looked over at him.
"You’ve let the karate club know? Alright then. Now I’m going to change the passwords on your cell phones. This it to prevent any shady business from going on while I’m busy with your karate club buddies."
Seiji kept his gaze firmly fixed on the duo.
"After this is all over, I’ll give you the password I changed it to... even if I don’t, you can figure it out by just spending a little time."
He reached out his hand as he finished speaking.
Rion and Kotomi exchanged a long glance.
They definitely suspected there was some deeper meaning behind this.
But his request seemed so reasonable that they were unable to refuse... Because if they did, it would sound like they were brewing yet another plot of some sort!
"If you want things to be equal, feel free to change my phone’s password as well. I didn’t intend on using it anyways."
The twin sisters remained silent for a long period of time.
Finally, they slowly took out their cell phones and handed them over.
‘That’s everything,’ Seiji thought to himself.
His final step was now complete.


Translator note: Apologies to the readers. This series is currently on hiatus. We ask for your understanding!
A 30-year-old Chinese NEET is reincarnated into the body of an otaku that choked to death on instant noodles. As he comes to grips with his new life, he realizes that this world is subtly different from Earth. The denizens of this world are far better looking, and this new world also possesses futuristic technology as well as mysterious Yin Yang masters! 
After reincarnating, he realized that he was endowed with a miraculous game-like system, which enables him to increase his own stats and transcend the limits of the human body. This system even has a game-breaking ability to save and load in real life!
In this new world that’s akin to a 2-D game, he just wants to enjoy life and head for a glorious future... However, he is quickly embroiled in a complex plot. Can he unlock his true potential and utilize his system to break the shackles that confine him and discover the truth about his previous body’s circumstances? 

"King-back only just launched its newest collection this season and it's completely sold out. Weibo's top searches have all been about Madam. The netizens all want to know when Madam will be making a comeback in the entertainment industry. President, Madam truly is a representative figure in the entertainment industry, she's a legend," Yan Dong reported.
Gu Mohan had both hands in his pockets. He had seen her jewelry designs in the seashell house that day. The countryside lifestyle for the past three years had given her many unique ideas and inspirations. She made use of feminine details to produce an uncountable number of exquisite designs. To think that she only took three years to reach Madam Xuanji's level.
And so when King-back's new collection was completely sold out the moment it was launched, he wasn't surprised at all.
Tang Mo'er's name had occupied the top Weibo searches for three days in a row, bringing back the netizen's attention to her.
That's right, she was a representative figure in the entertainment industry.
The corners of Gu Mohan's lips kicked up into a smile. At this moment he was reminded of the 21-year-old her. As Karghalik's greatest beauty, men would yearn for her and be willing to line up for miles to catch a glimpse of her. She was alluring, charismatic and eye-catching, living the life she deserved. They loved each other and everything went well. 
"President," Yan Dong spoke again, "Miss Yu called just now, she wants to have dinner with you."
Gu Mohan didn't have any reaction. He merely replied, "I'm not free."
"Miss Yu also mentioned that she's attending a VIP event today and she'd like to invite you to attend it with her." 
Gu Mohan gave Yan Dong an impassive glance.
That alone made Yan Dong have goosebumps. "President, I know that I should reject her, but this is an exception. I've checked, Madam is also going to attend the event."
Gu Mohan raised his brows hearing that.
"President, Madam has been busy with her businesses ever since her return. King-back has achieved huge success and Madam's entertainment company, Jiaxing Entertainment is doing well too. Thanks to a popular fantasy drama, its net worth has multiplied tremendously.
"Jiaxing Entertainment has been doing well for the past three years. Madam is really astute and forward-looking. Three years ago, her company signed contracts with rookie actors who have both the looks and acting skills. Thanks to Madam's network, the rookie actors under her company were able to gain many resources from various producers and directors. Now, they have all become popular celebrities.
"I've heard that Madam will be attending this VIP event with the celebrities under her company. Various media outlets and entertainment reporters have been waiting for it, I'm sure the top Weibo searches for the following days will be dominated by Madam."
Hearing this, Gu Mohan was slightly persuaded. He knew that the fantasy drama from three years ago was Tang Mo'er's last work.
She would not act anymore.
She had quit at the pinnacle of her career.
After she had built up a career in the entertainment industry and was an experienced and renowned celebrity, she chose to set up Jiaxing Entertainment in one decisive move. It had been a big business opportunity. 
Many would say that Tang Mo'er had changed, they were right, but not completely correct.
Time passes quickly. Tang Mo'er was 29, almost hitting her 30s. She had grown up, no longer haughty, no longer creating messes for him to clean up. She had given birth to two beautiful children and became gentle and motherly. 
But she was still her, she was still that same Tang Mo'er. She took over her mother, Madam Xuanji's DHA Diamonds and it evolved into King-back. She was experienced in the entertainment industry so she formed Jiaxing Entertainment. No matter what, she was always improving.
It made Gu Mohan really attracted to her.
Women would always be attracted to charismatic men. But it worked both ways, men would also be attracted to charismatic women.
What was the best kind of love?
For Lu Yan and An'an, it was about An'an changing herself for the one she loved.
For Fu Qinglun and Lin Shiyu, it was about being equally powerful.
For Lu Jinwen and Lin Xuanji, it was about them waiting endlessly for each other.
As for him and Tang Mo'er, it was about them becoming better versions of themselves.
"Let's go." Gu Mohan walked away.
Yan Dong was perplexed. "President, where are we going?"
"The VIP event."
… 
At the VIP event.
Famous celebrities, influential figures in the entertainment industry, as well as businessmen, gathered.
Yu Rubing wore a floral gown, her ravishing beauty attracting the eyes of many.
A few female stars gossiped in the background.
—-Look at how popular Yu Rubing is, even Director Yue greeted her just now.
—-You can only be envious of her. C.T Corporation has dedicated many resources to her over the past three years. Naturally, she would have a strong presence in the entertainment industry.
—-Is the sponsor behind Yu Rubing really… C.T Corporation's President?
The female star lowered her voice while saying that, they didn't dare mention Gu Mohan's name at all. The man was one of the wealthiest men in the world, he had a kingly presence.
—-I'm not sure either, but let's not talk about it. We should be careful and not say anything wrong.
—-Oh god, look who it is. Quick! 
Everyone gasped, looking over.
It was Gu Mohan.
Gu Mohan wore a black suit that was made with the finest fabric and it was perfectly ironed. He walked along the red carpet with confident strides, exuding a dignified aura.
He looked at them with the composure befitting of a leader.
The few female stars covered their mouths, not able to take their eyes off of Gu Mohan as their hearts palpitated.
Gu Mohan hadn't appeared even once for the past three years. Now, it was as though he had descended from the heavens.
The businessmen all crowded over, greeting Gu Mohan and they tried to network with him. Gu Mohan merely responded with a few words, standing among the crowd like a king.
"Mohan, you're here?" Yu Rubing sashayed in front.
Gu Mohan looked at her and nodded.
"President Gu, the show is beginning soon. Please take a seat, Miss Yu is going to be walking the red carpet shortly."
The organizer showed Gu Mohan to the frontmost seat in the VIP zone.
Yu Rubing's assistant asked, "When is our Rubing going to walk the red carpet?"
The organizer carefully answered, "Miss Yu is our special guest, of course, we will let her be the penultimate one."
Penultimate?
The sequence of appearance was important for such events. It was the same concept as female stars occupying the center spot when being photographed. The later one appeared, the most important the person was. The last person to walk the red carpet was the most popular, the queen of the show.
Ye Rubing's assistant was displeased and her voice expressed her distaste. "With Rubing's popularity, she should be the last to walk the red carpet. If she's going to be the penultimate one, who's the one who's going to appear last? Is it one of the female celebrities under Jiaxing Entertainment?"


After facing her fiancé's betrayal, things take an unexpected turn after Tang Mo’er inadvertently gets involved with the Capital’s preeminent magnate, Gu Mohan.

Fast-forwarding, Tang Mo’er clenches on a pregnancy test kit with two red lines—testing positive—and confronts him. “Young Master Gu, why did you make me pregnant?”

Gu Mohan hands a baby over into her arms. “My dearest wife, be good. That’s our second child.”

And so Tang Mo’er can only hustle and take care of her two children, but unbeknownst to her, Young Master Gu has also been coveting her love and affection…

This is a face-smacking, sweet-love novel set in the entertainment industry.


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it's a book about a young girl struggle for a reason to live 


the story starts......

hey, my name is Jasmine tate, I am going to tell you the story of my life from day one to the end...

so sit down, take some popcorn and enjoy.

no one listened to me, so don't make the same mistake.
family, friends are supposed to be your support....

yeah it's true..
but we make mistakes wouldn't knowing and we live the rest of our life regretting it



So the first thing I see is several missed calls and texts from Desmond and Martha. We have a group of us three and I replied there, 

" Hey guys I'm okay, doing well. Don't worry. " 

Desmond: " Why weren't you picking up our calls?! " 

Martha: " Yes, Zen. Me and Desmond were so worried for you we even thought of coming to your apartment. " 

I'm currently living alone now cuz grandpa decided to pass his last days with his ex-wife, my grandma. He's not in good health. I couldn't come with him cuz I have college so yeah I’m alone now. 

Me: "Can we meet somewhere? Just the three of us? " 

Martha: " Yes, sure. Domino's? " 

Desmond: " Domino's it is. " 

Me: " See ya " 

Finally I get out of the bed and get some lime water. I take a shower and get ready for going out. I always dress as simple as I can. A khaki pants and white shirt with cherry print. And well, makeup is not my thingy. A chapstick does everything that I probably need. 

I was taking my car keys when my phone started vibrating. I thought that it was Desmond or Martha but no. 

Zayn | Zenevie 

" Hey sweetheart " 

" Wait why did you call me sweetheart? " 

" And now I should just stop expecting a hello from you " 

" That's not the answer to my question " 

" Well, cuz you are a sweetheart or are you not? " 

" Of course I'm a sweetheart but not yours so never call me that " 

" So then babe works for you? " 

" No no no nothing works for me. Why would you call me babe why did you even call me again?! " 

" Becuz I wanted to hear your voice. Are you this angry and irritated all the time? " 

" Listen, I don't even know you, why on the earth are you calling me?" 

" Zayn " 

" ... " 

" Anderson " 

" ... " 

" What? Fell in love with my charismatic name huh? " 

" What no? Why are you even telling me your name? " 

" Well, you wanted to know my name in your heart and this is called making friends. I doubt if you have one. " 

" Listen Zayn I have a lot of friends okay? And stop calling me again and again " 

" Well, I've told you my name . It's called normal courtesy to say yours too " 

" You gotta find that out Zayn " 

" I can hear your chuckles babe fine then I'll find out your name okay? " 

" Don't call me babe! " 

" Hey I know you - - - " 

* Line disconnects * 

" - like it ha you do love to disconnect on me " 

Ah freaking hell. But his voice is really charismatic and charming. Okay what?! Why am I thinking like this? I shouldn't ah God! 

" Hey peeps! " I cheer Desmond and Martha up as soon as I reach Domino's. 

" Soo Zen what took you so long? " Desmond questions. 

" Ah Desmond let her breath, " Martha takes my side. 

So I decide to not tell them about Zayn and then we have our fun. 

These hangouts of us three bring up happiness in my head. 

They're my happiness, my cure to pain.

Zenevie and Zayn, one of the perfect rich couples of Los Angeles. One is a billionaire CEO and another is a billionaire heart surgeon. But little did they know that a shocking news in the city of Angels was waiting for them. With a shattered heart and eyes sore of tears both of their lives take a big turn. Who knew that even LA can be depressing?

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