"Let me sing for you, alright?"

I heard a voice from my dreams. It was a girl-- longing for comfort and warmth.
I woke up with broken brushes, messy canvas, and empty bottles of pills. As my eyes land upon the other side of the cold window-- I saw something different from what I've seen before.
I saw something catastrophic.
Something depressive.
Something darker.

Author's first notes:

I've started writing stories since I was a kid, the same time I learned how to draw. Back then, I thought of writing as just one of my hobbies because I really more into drawing stuff than writing stories. I even made a comic once but never made sense due to lacking plotlines and other stuff [laughs at cringe]. Then when in high school, that's where I kinda(?) take it seriously-- but it still sucks and cringey by the way. Most of the time before, I always write horror stories, especially ZOMBIES-- I have this UNDYING love of the Zombie genre. Night of the Living Dead (1990 remake), Dawn of the Dead (2004 remake), and of course, one of the best zombie stories I've ever dive into was The Walking Dead (comic). To me, Night of the Living Dead restores the classic movie and innovates it at the time, and I love it. The Walking Dead set the bar high for the zombie genre, and Dawn of The Dead introduces me to the running zombies (thanks to Zack Snyder), which scared me more than the walking ones. Those films, books, and comics were my inspirations to write this novel (which will have some references *wink wink*).
2 years ago, also in high school, I'm planning to make a graphic novel with the same title as this. Well since I suck at writing stories, the story of the scrapped Dead on Arrival story was like a replica of Telltale's The Walking Dead [laughs at cringe again]-- but months later I threw it all away because I don't want it to feel like a replica of something, so I've waited for myself to improve a bit in writing. This story I'm giving you guys right now might not be unique or might not give something new, I wrote this story because I want to tell people that these characters inside of the novel are based on the people I really cherish.
2020 was said to be the WORST YEAR as I'm hearing a lot in posts on Twitter, Facebook, Instagram, and YouTube. But to me, honestly speaking, it was one of the best years. Everything was unexpected, people come popping out of nowhere, people dying everywhere, any shit you can even think of-- but for some reason, in that year, I have met the best people that came into my life. Those people became my friends, then developed as best friends, now I think of them like my brothers and sisters. It was late-October and early-November of 2020 when I started thinking about reviving this title and completely writing a new story with new lore. Writing this novel for me was like writing 200+ pages of love letters just for 12 people [chuckles].

The dead comes back to life, and they run-- a more reason to fear on. Lin, Mae, Jon, and Zack, using their immunity, fights their way amongst the hordes of living corpses to preserve their own future.

Jaune Arc, He is the merc with a mouth and a pro fourth wall breaker now armed with the mission of getting back at Adam Taurus for killing off his second eldest sister Violet but now Jaune is seeing a war underneath the shadows and he initially doesn't want anything to do with it as Adam Taurus and the White Fang are his main concerns. 
With his sick sense of humor and versatile set of skills and abilities, Jaune aims to destroy the white fang

Once upon a time, a prince named, no, scrap that!

On modern Earth, a young guy was walking down the streets. When people asked what he was looking for, he would always reply,

"Can you please point me where the comic store is?"

"Sorry, Sir, but there's no comic store here.." they would always reply but then, he shouted,

"Impossible! Kage Bunshin no Jutsu! My bunshins, find the comic store!!" he did a cross sign and crouched.

Every time he did that, people would look at him like he was a mad man.

.....

.....

It was now night time, the moon started to appear very slowly.

Ren, the crazy otaku, was still trying to find the comic store, he muttered,

"Is there really no comic store here?! No, IMPOSSIBLE!" He roared as loud as he can

As he was roaring, he didn't see that a truck was heading towards his way, the truck's light was off so it was pretty dangerous for you can get killed if not seen properly by the driver.

Ren finally stopped roaring and looked at the truck heading towards his way, he looked in horror as the truck crushed him into meat paste.

.....

.....

"Ugh shit, what happened?!"

A grunt sounded as if he was trying to clarify what is happening right now...

After those grunt noises ended, a mighty voice followed after it.

"Welcome young man, you are now in the void, where souls rest."

"Huh, I'm really dead huh..." Ren whispered to himself.

"Huh?" The mighty voice seemed shocked.

"What?" Ren asked the mighty voice to clarify his intentions.

"Nothing. You are my #1,000,009,301,982 soul yet you are the first one to be so fast to accept your death as others would freak out..."
said the mighty voice and seemed surprised.

"Actually, I've prepared for that line for a very long time now..." said Ren.

"Oh really... Then, for my entertainment, I will give you 5 wishes..." said the mighty voice.

"5 wishes... Well then, for my first wish, I wish to have a phoenix royal bloodline.

For my second wish, I wish to have an Anime System that grants me everything I want.

The third wish is Instant Mastery...

My fourth wish is to look like King Arthas in Warcraft but more handsome.

For my fifth wish, save this wish so I can use it later on..." Ren told the mighty voice what was his wish.

"Well then, if this is your wish then I will grant it now!" The mighty voice said out loud, following that was a snapping sound.

*snap*

"There you go, where do you wish to be reincarnated?" asked the voice...


"I wish to be reincarnated in the world of Douluo Dalu. as Tang San..."

*snap*

Another sound of snapping occurred.

"Now then, I will now send you to your desired world.." The mighty voice said out loud

*snap*.

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A/N: Author here, pretty busy at the moment as I am making a chapter for this novel and my another novel. Hope you enjoy....

Also, world he will be traveling on is:

1. Douluo Dalu.
2.  Naruto.
3. Seven Deadly Sins.
4. Fairy Tail.
5. [SECRET]

In a world where all I do is work, sleep, eat, work, sleep,  and repeat there is no thing of true joy…. 
Well except for one thing … and that thing is...
"Porn", says a certain annoying little birdy 
" Gahhh, no it's comics and video games. "
"How many times do I have to tell you that, Benny. " 
< and where did you even come from?> 
" Excuse me, but  who's the one monologuing while walking down the street again . Oh yeah that's  right  you.. "  
"Hush it, don't you have more important things to talk about  ."
"Oh,... ok then.   By the way, what's in your secret compartment under your carpet. "
With a flushed face of only those who have been caught, and are deeply disturbed and afraid , I say ,     "I say, Benny how did you find that compartment . "  
"Oh?  }:> So it's a real  compartment . "
Upon noticing a flyer, and with a look that could immolate, "Heyyy Bennyy, ..... according to this, there's a fireworks display by the theatre, not to far from here. It would be a shame if someone got too close and lost an eye, or worse. "
Benny backing away slowly, "Hey bro, I was only joking come on I'm your favorite brother. "  "Your my only sibling benny and plus I would get lots of free food if something were too, … accidentally....   happen to you. " , I say in a hushed whisper in his face.   
"Hey I have a better idea," he says hastily , "why don't we instead go to Mr. Mavericks place. I'll even buy a comic…  just for you."  
With my happy face on, I grab my annoying little brother's  hand and proceed to lead the way to my favorite comic shop. While saying thanks to Benny, a thought comes to mind, "Hey, Benny you never did answer my question. How did you guess the right answer about me having a secret apartment??" 
"Oh yeah that's right,  well you see... " , but right as Benny is about to answer, I feel an immense weight on my head falling, I see darkness then feel nothing absolutely nothing. 

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At first there was nothing and then there was something I felt a pressure on my temples beckoning me to open my eyes. When I finally  opened my them  I found myself in a room of bright white with a chair in the center. As I walked toward flashes of color emanate from the chair
Vvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvv.... <hello spirit , and welcome to purgatory sector c.  I don't know how to say this, but your dead . 
What did you say ?
Vvuuvvvvvvv. <I said your dead > 
What? 
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Moving to royal road as well.  In Isekai the main character is generally an OP reincarnate or world traveler, but what happens when they make their own world.

In an abandoned restaurant,  a radio automatically falls off from the edge of the table & an announcement comes from it. 

"It is a national emergency & it is to generate awareness among the survivor netizens that the Delhi zone has been completely affected by the "Walking Dead - 24 Virus" so the survivors can take up necessary utilities for the time being & gather at the Central Park, Cannaught Place from there the survivors may be transported to a safer spot & stay tuned to the channel for further notification regarding the crisis."

Meanwhile, at the President's office, the personal secretary of the President starts a conversation with the President.

Personal Secretary: Mr President, the current situation in our country is very poor! Overnight the zombie virus has taken over most part of the country. We have to come over this crisis as soon as possible otherwise the country's situation will be more worsened.

President: Okay! Okay! This comic is too funny. Oh! my stomach hurts. You must also read this.

Personal Secretary: Mr President, Are you listening to me?

President: Yes! I am listening. Tell me then what should I do? Stay calm Mr Kabir. Enjoy life.

{ (Suddenly, Secretary stays still & start imagining).

Personal Secretary: You bloody scumbag! How can you say this? Eating these people's money you have grown out like a pig & now when help was asked by those people you are turning your back.

(And takes out a photo frame hung on the wall & slams over the President's head). }

As when the President notices the Secretary staying still & watching into the air. The President asks.

President: What are you thing Mr Kabir?

Personal Secretary: Nothing sir, I was thinking how genius you are? You are a born talent.

President: Don't pamper me this much I know that I am a genius.

Personal Secretary: Sir, you can continue with your comic & I have to keep going.

(And as the secretary turns around he starts abusing the President in a low voice & leaves out of the room).

The story revolves around a family which tackles the zombie crisis which has occurred over their country & the fun moment they encounter during a limited period of 10 days till the crisis is solved. So let's get on the ride with this funny family moments to know about more happenings. Are you ready? Let's go!

"Rumors said that the reason this comic con is complementary is that it was held for 'The Sword Saga,'" Chiba Shiori's tone was full of admiration. "I wish that my light novels would be as influential as this."
This was every novelist's dream, especially for the new ones. Their novels being adapted into manga and animations, all of these were like reaching the pinnacle of their lives. Although Chiba Shiori was interested in the other side of the world, writing light novels was one of her hobbies too.
If her novels were being adapted as manga or being animated as an anime, she would be stoked.
As she was speaking, Chiba Shiori suddenly was not able to walk anymore.
Or to be more specific… it was not that she was not able to walk, it was Kimura Kazuki who was dragged by Chiba Shiori that stopped walking. Kimura Kazuki recalled something right before walking around aimlessly while being dragged around by Chiba Shiori.
But since Kimura Kazuki stood still, with zero intention to move at all, by just relying on Chiba Shiori's strength, naturally, she would not be able to drag Kimura Kazuki around.
"What's wrong?" Chiba Shiori looked at the direction Kimura Kazuki was staring in. It was a huge exhibition stage, and above the exhibition stage was a banner. She read silently, "Peak Kendo Showdown..."
Before she was able to finish reading the whole text, she saw Kimura Kazuki walk directly toward the stage. Chiba Shiori quickly followed suit.
Once they were there, the two saw two youngsters in kendo uniforms battling each other. The sound produced from the impact of the bamboo swords hitting each other was pleasant to the ear.
"… I can't believe that I'd be able to watch a kendo showdown in a comic con." Chiba Shiori's face was full of surprise. Although she had not been to many comic cons, all in all, this was the first time there was a kendo competition held in a comic con. She had to admit that the event planners' ideas were excellent. The competition was eye-catching.
This point could be further proven by the size of the audience on the spot. There were at least two to three hundred people gathered below the exhibition stage… and due to a large number of people gathered, more people were attracted to the scene.
Kimura Kazuki observed the two competitors on stage. In precisely 10 seconds of observation, he was able to tell that one competitor had a firm foundation in kendo while the other competitor was a complete beginner, or could not even be qualified as a beginner.
This was because the pace of the whole battle was being controlled by Ono Nakamura… The name Ono Nakamura was what he heard from the two ladies in front of him gossiping excitedly.
"Shiori-chan... you're here too."
As Chiba Shiori and Kimura Kazuki were walking to the stage, Kucha, who was not far from them, was greeting while walking toward them at the same time. She briefly glanced at them and laughed, "I knew Koko will be coming here too."
"How can I be absent when there's a kendo competition!" Koko was a light novelist in his thirties. His novels were usually related to kendo, hence he came over here when he saw the competition.
Clearly, he was not the only one. Many that joined the exhibition from the [Light Novel Room] were attracted to the commotion.
As members from the [Light Novel Room] were gathering toward the stage, Kimura Kazuki glanced at Chiba Shiori, and coincidently, Chiba Shiori looked at him too. But before she could say anything, Kimura Kazuki passed her the Sun and Moon Sword in his hand.
"Help me take good care of this."
Kimura Kazuki had obtained some information from the man standing in front regarding the situation; if he wants to participate in the competition, he has to register. After registration, the participants would be given a set of kendo uniforms and a bamboo sword… In other words, the Sun and Moon Sword was not needed for the competition.
"Sure." Chiba Shiori smiled. Based on how Kimura Kazuki inquired about the competition that she saw, she knew he wanted to participate in the competition. But based on her impression of him, Kimura Kazuki was not the kind of person that likes to show off his skills in public, let alone battle with another competitor with his kendo skills in front of hundreds of people.
She took a glance and saw the banner at the exhibition stage, "Could it be…"
Chiba Shiori suddenly understood and took over the Sun and Moon Sword, holding it tightly. She had seen how magical the sword was, so naturally, she could not lose the sword. If Kimura Kazuki would personally ask her to keep the Sun and Moon Sword, it was a kind of trust he had for her.
Seeing Kimura Kazuki leaving and walking toward the stage, some were shocked. Many were able to make sense out of it, Kimura Kazuki wants to register for the competition?
The middle-aged Koko was even more in shock, he did not need to understand the situation. The moment he saw Ono Nakamura's face, he immediately recognized him.
Ono Nakamura, who placed eighth in the teenage category of the Asahi Kendo Competition!
Although it was the eighth place, the worth of the Asahi Kendo Competition in the eyes of insiders was the highest in the whole of Japan. It was just that not many knew about the Asahi Kendo Competition. That competition did not broadcast its competition live unless some people took an effort to get to know the whole thing, they would not even know the existence of this competition. Furthermore, to watch the Asahi Kendo Competition, that person had to be led by someone familiar with the competition. 
Since the Asahi Kendo Competition was a competition held by the eight major Japanese families to ensure that the techniques of kendo would not be stuck in a rut, usually, the competitors would be the members of the families. There were many Japanese Kendo schools since then until now, but the ones that managed to pass on from generations till today were the strong ones.
Ono Nakamura was a member of the Ono Family, the technique he practiced was the Ono's One Knife Stroke.
Hence he knew that this competition held on the exhibition stage was merely a show… he was at least qualified as an expert. He was able to tell that the competitor who fought with Ono Nakamura did not know anything about kendo, and most probably had practiced like a play beforehand.
As for Kimura Kazuki, he had never heard of him… Although it was true that there were masters among the folks, but by taking a look at Kimura Kazuki, it was evident that he was a high schooler. Although he did not have any expectations for Kimura Kazuki, he did not say anything about it.
The people from the [Light Novel Room] thought the same way too, most of them did not have high expectations for Kimura Kazuki. Usually, the outcome of Kendo competitions like these had been prearranged. Those who came to comic con would know that some of these activities had already arranged its outcome. The champion would typically be an expert in that field. If the champion knew nothing about kendo, then anyone could go up and win that 150,000 yen.
Kucha, who was standing next to Chiba Shiori, asked, "Shiori-chan, is he proficient in kendo?"
Chiba Shiori did not answer the question directly. Instead, she answered it with a smile while hugging the Sun and Moon Sword, "I believe in him." The male teenagers around them from the [Light Novel Room] heard what she said and felt a twinge of jealousy, secretly hoping that Kimura Kazuki would embarrass himself on the stage later.
"You want to register for the competition?" Muraoka Hiroshi glanced at Kimura Kazuki's youthful face, ridiculing him in his heart. He could not believe that some teenagers would actually want to participate in the competition. Truth be told, he did not expect anyone to come and register; the booth he set up for registration was just a decoration for the passers-by.
For those who were on stage, they were the ones he had invited beforehand. Because he knew that most people who came for comic con were usually otaku, they would much rather spend their time watching the match instead of actually participating in the competition.
Many otakus did not like having attention to themselves, because that would leave them feeling a strong sense of embarrassment. Physical fitness was not kept. Not to mention laziness, which made it almost impossible for many otakus to practice kendo. 
Hence, this competition was a fraud from the beginning. 
This was also the reason why Ono Nakamura strongly objected to this competition, it was not only a fraud, but it also required him to fight his competitors like a legitimate match. If Muraoka Hiroshi were not his brother-in-law, he would have left without a second thought.
"That's right, I want to register," Kimura Kazuki said with complete seriousness. He looked at the banner and asked, "150,000 yen, will they be awarded to be as soon as I win?"
"Of course, as long as you win, I'll give you the prize straight away on stage in front of all the audience." Although Muraoka Hiroshi was laughing internally, he looked dead serious on the outside. He then continued, "I'll ask the crew to bring you to the changing room for a change of clothes. You'll be the next competitor after this match."
"Alright."


Time travelling from the majestic era after the Recuperation of Reiki, he became Kimura Kazuki, a 16-year-old high school student in Japan, one year before the Reiki Recuperation.

Tentatively, he set out to hone himself to the bone, burning candles at both ends to stockpile resources in preparation for the imminent Recuperation of Reiki. His goal was to be many steps ahead of all humanity when the time comes.

However, it seemed like fate had decided to play a cruel trick on him.

One year later, the Recuperation of Reiki... did not happen as expected.

Another week past and Alexa was healing faster than normal, so the doctors switched the casts out with slings and a boot and reminded her to keep things easy. She was excited to get out of the house again.

Alexa went to the company with Alex and Kaia, yet she was in a recording studio watching Bretton work. Bretton tried to get her to sing with him, but she declined. The last time she tried to sing since the accident, her voice sounded different, and she didn't like it. She didn't know how or why it changed, but she thought it was worse, so she didn't want to sing anymore.

After leaving the studio Bretton and Alexa went down a few floors to the photography floor so Bretton could do a photo shoot. Many artists would have to go to many different places, but that was the best thing about Sabor Sights. They had it all in one building.

Bretton helped Alexa to his chair on set before going to get dressed. When he returned, he wore ripped black jeans with a red button-up shirt with a black over vest. He had illuminating red contacts, and his make up made him a tad paler than he already was. 

Alexa couldn't help but think back to her favorite comic book. Alexa let out a small squeal. "Bretton! You look like Ash from "A Vampire Next Door!"She looked at him with sparkling eyes. Bretton laughed lightly holding up his thumb finger, "That means they did their job right, The comic is getting a series." 

Freezing, Alexa looked at him with her mouth agape," And you didn't tell me!" Bretton laughed and poked her forehead. "This reaction was the best; I'm glad I didn't. Now hush and just watch the shoot," He said walking in front of the cameras.

Alexa smiled and pulled out her phone, taking a few secret pictures."He looks so cool," She said to herself watching him.

---

Alex sat in his office working on some papers. Kaia was in the corner chair, curled up and passed out. Alex looked up from his desk noticing the sleeping Kaia. Just her being near still made his heart flutter with joy. He stood up and walked to the small closet pulling out a throw blanket, gently placing it over Kaia. 

After leaning down to kiss her forehead, Alex sat back at his desk and continued to work. He might have dropped the Korean scene because of Mi Sung, but a few companies have been contacting him. So he set up with meetings, with a few of the top ones. He was going through the paperwork to see what they do at their company and see if they were reliable for partnership.

Naomi soon came to the door in a hurry, She was going to speak, but Alex stopped her. He pointed towards Kaia before motioning Naomi to come in close. Naomi nodded in understanding before walking into the office. She took the tv remote and turned on the tv, making sure to mute the sound.

The Tv was showing a new's report in front of Crestfall industries. The words that ran across the bottom of the screen read.

[ Mr. Crestfall, creator of Crestfall Industries was found dead this morning in his office. Mr. Crestfall was recently put in jail and was out on bail. From the details, received by the police, Mr. Crestfall committed suicide.]

Alex put a hand on his chin with a 'heh.' He looked at Naomi and nodded. "Thanks, Also set up to have some fruit baskets for the guest, in a few days. Naomi looked at him quickly writing it down before walking out. 

Alex shut off the tv and continued to work on his things. He wrote down a few things before hearing his cell phone go off. Alex tilted his head and reached over looking at the front. Seeing it was a message from Alexa, he opened it. 

Alexa's message had a picture of Bretton then a mad face, "Why didn't anyone tell me about this!?"  Alex grinned and sat back in his chair replying," They are just casting right now, Why don't you try it?" He sent his message and set his phone down.

Thinking for a second, Alexa smiled. She really wanted to. She was a huge fan of the comic so why not? 

Alex gathered a few documents in his hands before walking over and kissing Kaia's cheek."Time to wake up dear, I have a meeting to get to. You have a few minutes before your class," he spoke softly before kissing right by her ear which made Kaia grin. 

Kaia turned her head blinking her eyes to look at him." Okay, don't let me keep you," she said rubbing her eyes. Alex grinned and leaned in kissing her cheek over and over, "stop. acting .so. cute."He kissed her cheek, lips, and jaw after every word. Kaia giggled and grabbed him by his cheeks, "stop it, go to your meeting." 

Kaia got up and folded the blanket, placing it on the couch before stretching. Alex left the room and went to his meeting.

Kaia smiled thinking about Alex and how much he changed over the years. Kaia walked down to the floor her class was in and began to instruct the students. They were in a steady flow of pronouncing vowels while singing. 

The began to pace around the room listening to the students. Going to turn, Kaia stumbled a little. Blinking, Kaia rubbed her head before shaking it off. None of the students seemed to notice, so she kept walking. 

Kaia made her way to the front of the class. Feeling light headed again she grabbed onto the podium, her face only showed confusion. The students began to worry asking her what was wrong. Kaia was going to tell them nothing, but instead, she grimaced, "get Mr.Sabor…" she mumbled out before her vision went fully black and she fell to the floor unconscious.

Kaia Crestfall is the youngest CEO of Crestfall Industries, a leading business in the entertainment world. But despite being capable of such a high position, she still needs to constantly watch her back. Especially with a fiance who has ulterior motives…

One day, after calling her mom to call off the engagement for the umpteenth time, she almost gets run over by a car. Narrowly escaping death, she is pulled into the arms of the last person she expected to meet. The one person who had broken her heart...the one person who will brighten her world...the one person she should never be with… Why? Because he’s her enemy. But for some reason, while she is stunned by the man in front of her, he tells her, “Marry me…”

*End: Cliche synopsis plot (only as a set-up for the rest of the story!!!)*
*Start: The storyline after they get together* 

Despite many hidden secrets along the way, the secret relationship between her and the love of her life—Alexander Sabor—continues to grow. But as fate may have it, due to a dangerous man playing a dirty trick behind the scenes she is once again torn away from Alex. This time not of a broken heart from betrayal, but one of love and endurance.  

As you read, get ready for some cute and heartwarming, as well as some heartbreaking scenes. But a good story will always have its heart-wrenching twists and turns!

***“FLUFF” WARNING (a.k.a “the birds and the bees”): Chapter 7: The First Time & more to come in the future ;)


Special thanks to Editor/Proofreader
TomoChinYan
Cover Art: Tzviatko Kinchev

I'm finally free. My little sister really enjoys when I read to her, and with the second volume of the princesses books our mother brought recently, she became once again obsessed with those 'new' stories. 

It has been a really bad year. I went from believing I had a lot of time to introduce all kinds of stories to the world, to realize that I wasn't the only reincarnated person in the world. And the others were not playing around like I've done until now.

One guy has already written three books, with a fourth coming out soon. Another one has somehow made a cartoon for tv. And there were at least three others making their 'own' comic books, if the information my father has is correct.

Fortunately no one has touched any of the titles I love. But that didn't mean that no one was planning on it, or even worse, already doing it. So now I could only work hard and pray for the best possible outcome. 

"Rachel! It's time to go, are you ready?" My father called me. 

We were going to the comic publisher where my father has some friends. I planned to familiarize myself in the comic business to eventually make one of my own. After all, I have a talent for drawing and I know many interesting stories. 

"Yes daddy" I said with a sweet smile. I couldn't have him regret his decision after all the time I had spent convincing him to bring me there. 

"Are you really planning on making your own comic?" My father asked once we were on the road. 

"Yes! After you told me about the other kids my age doing so much, it inspired me" I replied with extra enthusiasm. 

My father sighed at my answer, "I know that you're a really talented girl with a precious gift, but you don't need to try this hard. You're young, and it worries me all the effort you been putting these last days" He said with a soft tone. 

It's true that I have been working hard lately. And I'm grateful for the care that my father always gives me. But it's nothing serious, he's just perplexed with the sudden change in my attitude. I went from a relaxed and playful girl, to a hard working one who hardly plays anymore. 

"I know daddy. I just want to try it out and see what happens with my own eyes" I finally said. There was no way I could explain to him the importance of not wasting time. 

The rest of our time in the car was filled with the typical questions about school and the friends I've made. My suffering only stopped until we arrived to our destination, where I finally could get out to get some needed space. 

I didn't had any expectations for the place, but still I have to admit that I was somehow disappointed. It was just a building, with no special details worth mentioning, besides the big sign at the entrance. 

Fortunately the interior had more life to it. There were some people walking from one side to the other, talking and discussing loudly about many things. 

Among the group of people there was one of my dad's friends, an amicable looking middle age guy, who was a little on the fat side. When he saw us, he approached with a happy expression on his face. 

"Robert! Nice to see you" He said before giving my father a short hug. 

"I see that you haven't left the hamburgers, huh?" My father joked. 

"Hahaha, I tried it for a couple of days... Never again!" He replied. And then they proceeded to joke around for a extremely long time. In my unbiased opinion. 

"Glenn, this is my daughter. Rachel" My father suddenly said. I was starting to think that he forgot to introduce me in the first place. 

"Hello Mr. Glenn, I'm Rachel. It's nice to meet you" I saluted him politely. 

"Nice to meet you too!" He said to me with a smile, "Are you sure that she's your daughter? She's cute and well mannered after all" He joked again. But I sure wasn't going to let them go at it again. 

"Mr. Glenn, what is everyone doing? They seem to be discussing something important" I asked while pointing the group of people in front. 

"Oh! They are discussing about work, we have some deadlines to accomplish after all... Although the topic now is about Michael. A kid who's making this really cool comic book named 'The walking dead' " He explained. 

"Is Michael here?" I asked quickly. I really wanted to meet another person in my situation. Maybe the possibility of working together wasn't impossible after all. 

"Yes, do you want to meet him?" He asked with interest. 

I just nodded in confirmation, and after some more small talk between the 'adults', we went towards one of the rooms in the building. 

Inside, there was a young kid my age discussing with two adults about something related to the violence of the comic, according to what I could hear. 

The kid, that should be Michael, had a beautiful shiny blonde hair, although a little too long for my liking. He had pale skin, a small pointy nose, and deep blue eyes. He's definitely cute. 

"Ok, let me ask the boss" One of the adults said, and then walked away. 

Taking advantage of the situation, I approached quickly with a clear intention on mind. "Hey there. I'm Rachel" I introduced myself to the pair in front of me. Although my eyes never left Michael. 

"Hello Rachel. I'm Thomas and this is my son Michael" He said once he noticed his son's lack of interest. 

"Tom! How is it all going?" Glenn asked once he and my dad got closer. 

Like I supposed, there was a problem about how violent the comic was turning out. What did surprise me, was that no one mentioned the fact that a little kid imagined that violence in the first place. 

The adults were discussing about it, so I finally made my move, "Hey, are you planning in doing the whole farm storyline? I ask because I wasn't really a fan of that part in the TV show" I said with a mischievous smile. 

I totally caught him off guard. His expression transformed quickly from irritating and expressionless, to one full of surprise and I even dare to say relief too. 

"Come with me" He simply said after a while, and walked towards one corner of the room. I signaled my father where I was going and then followed him. 

"So another one has appeared" He said playfully when we reached a 'safe' spot. 

"Why are you trying to act like I didn't surprise you? Your face before was pure gold" I joked. 

"Ha ha, a funny one I see" He said, adopting a more serious expression. "Let's drop the act. Why are you here?" 

"Do I need a reason to present myself to you?" I asked back. I wanted us to have talked casually for a longer period of time before we started with business. But he obviously had other plans. 

He just sighed with a tired expression at my words, "Well, let me present the situation from my perspective first, so we'll both are in the same place" He said with a low tone that totally didn't match his boyish looks. 

"I don't know how many reincarnated people there are. And I suspect, given the people I'm aware of, that we all were born around the same year... What I do know, is that we have a big opportunity to succeed thanks to our bast knowledge of future inventions. But like the kids we are, we are limited in our actions... So, the entertainment industry turned out to be the best alternative for us to tackle. Comics, books, tv shows, music. There's a lot of possibilities... "

"I'm aware of that. In fact I'm planning to make a certain story on my own. Which, as you could have guessed, is the principal reason of my presence here" I said with a small smile.  

"That's cute" He smirked, but it didn't last long before his serious expression returned "...In my case, once I realized the situation I was in, all I could think of was to make this one property I loved and make it my own. Give it my own spin if you may...But I was late" 

That sucks, I really hope that doesn't happen to me. And considering that 'Harry Potter' is very popular, it could happen at any time. 

"What was the property you wanted to make?" I asked. I didn't want to pry, but my curiosity was bigger. 

"Star wars" He admitted, "A girl named Carla presented the idea earlier to other comic publisher" 

I completely forgot about that one. It will be hard to make it popular at this time though. And introducing it with a comic instead of a movie, will make it even more difficult. 

"Do you know of others like us?... Besides Carla I mean" I was curious, and he seemed to know more than me about the others. 

"So you really want to join the fun, huh?" Michael said, while he genuinely smiled for the first time. "Well you're in luck, thanks to my father I was able to get to know about most of the competition... 

There's this unknown girl, who I believe will participate in a kid show. But she's going with the music route, so I'm not that interested about her.

Miguel, who I discovered recently, is writting 'The chronicles of Narnia'. Although I been told that it will take him some time to finish.

And the worst of all, even more so than Carla, is this guy who doesn't know how to take it easy. Samuel..."

Samuel Bane, a guy who was just a normal 23 year old in another life, was living in a new world with his memory intact. 

The new world is almost exactly the same as the one he lived before, except that the period of time was similar to the mid 80's that he knew by the movies and tv shows he watched.

This story will focus on how Sam enters the entertainment business. Getting his works published and meeting new people on his way towards an unheard level of success. 

The concept of the story has inspiration in "I'm really a super star", but it's nothing alike.


> Currently I'm posting a chapter every Tuesday.

There was just a knock on my door, I didn't know who it was. So I let my dad get the door. I was currently getting dinner ready for the night. I was about to put the chicken breast onto our five plates. My two sisters were in their room playing, my step-mom was currently watching tv.
"Devin! Come here, there is someone here for you." Devin's father yelled for him.
"Ok dad! I'm coming!" I yelled back.
"Hey Shawna, can you finish getting dinner ready?" I asked her.
"Yeah I can, just give me a sec." She said.
"Thanks." I said while walking out of the room.
"Prewarn you bud, she is a little bit weird." Devin's dad commented.
"Weird?" I said.
I reopened the door, and I was surprised, plus scared. Cause the lady in front of me was the exact same lady Jason and I saw at the Comic Con.
"U. . . Um. . . C. . . Can I help you ma'am?" I stammered.
"Yes you can help me. I have a letter here for you from Jason. He told me to deliver it to you." She said to me.
"A letter? Why?" I asked.
"Just read it, and you'll understand." She told me while handing out a letter.
I ended up taking the letter from her, and read the very front of it. It said "Devin" on the very front of it. That is Jason's handwriting alright. I opened the letter to see what he wrote me. I don't really understand why he didn't just text me. . .
"To Devin,
I'm sorry to say this, but I've been killed by an idiot driver. I wanted to tell you a few things, but I can't at the moment. I'm still alive, but I'm currently in a different world right now. I know you won't believe me, but that is the truth. I'm sorry for not being there with you. I have to go now, but I just wanted to tell you that I will always love you like my brother. Even if I'm not there.
From Jason
"Wait. . . This makes no sense! What do you mean he is dead! Whe. . ." I said until I noticed she was no longer there.
I started panicking while looking around for her. I ran inside immediately with tears running down my face. I ran into the kitchen where I heard my dad's voice.
"Dad!" I said while crying out a major amount of tears.
"Devin! What is wrong?! What happened?!" Devin's dad said while being extremely worried.
"J. . . Jas. . . Jason's dead!" I wailed.
"What?! How?!" Devin's dad yelled.
"Roger! Why are you yelling, and why is Devin crying?" Shawna said while walking into the kitchen.
"Shawna, Devin is crying cause he just found out that Jason is dead. . ." Roger said to her while trying to keep from showing a crying face.
"Oh no! Devin, come here!" Shawna said towards me.
"Dad, what is wrong?" A girl said while walking into the kitchen.
"Sam, Hailey. . . I've got something to tell you guys. . . Jason passed away earlier. . ." Roger told them.
Sam started crying, and ran into Roger's arms. Hailey also started crying, and ran into Devin and Shawna's hands. They all stood there crying for about ten to fifteen minutes before they separated themselves.
"Dad, I want to go over to Jason's house. I want to check on his mom." I told him.
"Alright, take the car. I'll stay here with the girls, and make sure they are alright." Roger told him.
"Thanks Dad!" I said while grabbing the car keys, and running outside to the car.
I started the car, then put it into reverse, and I backed out of the driveway. Once I was out of the driveway, I put it into gear, and then I floored it to start driving towards Jason's house. It took me about ten minutes to get over to his house. I ended up running into a few red lights, so it took me a bit longer to get there. Once I was there, I noticed a cop car sitting in the road in front of his house. I parked the car in their driveway, then ran into the house from the back door.
"Tracie?!" I yelled.
"Devin? I'm in the front room!" Tracie yelled back to me.
I walked further into the house. While walking I stopped for a quick moment to pet Leia, Jason's Boxer. I walked further into the house until I reached the front room. I looked inside, and I noticed a cop and his mom talking.
"Tracie, I know this is tough, but do you know why Jason was walking?" The cop asked her.
"He went to a Comic Con with his best friend Devin. Actually there he is." She said to the cop.
"Hi there Devin. I'm sorry for your loss, but I've got a few questions for you if that is alright." He said to me.
"That is fine." I said to him.
"Alright, the first question I've got was when did you see him last?" The cop asked me.
"Well the Comic Con was supposed to end around 9pm, but we left around 4pm. We had seen everything by that time. So we ended up leaving the place around 4:30, I went with my dad, and he went on the bus. I had asked if he wanted a ride, but he said no." I told him.
"Alright, thank you for that information. Now, the next question I have for you is do you know why he was walking home? I thought the bus stopped at his house." The cop then asked me.
"Honestly, I'm not too sure about that. From what he had told me the day before, was that it cost more the further away he was. So he paid for the cheaper ticket. See we had gotten the Premium Pass necklaces. Which cost quite a bit of money." I told him.
"Hmm. . . Alright. Well, this is going to be a tough statement that I have to tell you Tracie, but it is about the guy that hit your son. He was driving illegally. . . He was driving with an expired driver's license, and he also ran a red light. He has been arrested, but he is trying to get a lawyer. We will be sending you an envelope in the mail, stating when the court date will be. We would like the both of you to show up." The cop told us.
"We will be waiting for the mail then." Tracie told him.
"Just send mine here, I will be over here quite a bit for the next couple of weeks." I told the cop.
"Alright, will do. I'll be leaving now." The cop said while walking out the front door.
After he left, Tracie went to the kitchen. I ended up following her to make sure she was alright.
"Devin. . . Did you get anything from Jason recently?" She asked me.
"Actually I did, about an hour ago. . . Did you also get something from him?" I asked her.
"Yes I did, it was a note he wrote. Do you want to read it?" She asked me.
"If it is alright with you, then I will." I told her.
"Yes it is fine. Here let me go grab it. I had to hide it from the cop just in case he wanted to see what was in it." She told me while running upstairs real quick.
I waited in the kitchen for a few moments before she made her way back towards me.
"Here it is hun." She told me.
"Thanks." I mentioned to her.
I opened the letter to read it, it was a little bit longer than mine was.
Dear Mom,
I had really hoped you wouldn't have seen my body, but sadly that didn't happen. I still don't understand how you knew where I was at. . . It doesn't matter anyways. I wanted to tell you that I'm still alive, well sort of. . . I'm currently in a different world now called, The System's World. I honestly have no idea of what I'll be doing there, but hopefully it will be good and fun. I was told that I'm the very first one to transfer over to that world too. So wish me luck. I love you mom, more than anything in the world. Well, I guess two worlds now. . . Hahaha. . . Don't be too sad mom. I know this will be hard to handle, but I know you can do it. Devin will also be receiving a letter like you did, but his will be shorter. I will try to get back to our world, but I'm not sure of how long that will take. So I love you, and make sure you keep yourself busy!
Love, your son,
Jason
I started to cry a little bit while I was reading the letter, but it wasn't as bad as earlier. I wiped my eyes with my shirt, then I shut the letter back up. I looked up to see Tracie crying a little bit. I walked over to her, and put my arms around her that way she can have someone to lean against. Once she was against me, she started balling her eyes out. I felt really bad for her, because it would really suck to lose your loved ones like this.
"Tracie, I will be here for the next couple of weeks. I'll be coming by to check up on you to make sure you are doing alright." I commented to her.
"Sniff. . . Sniff. . . Th. . . Thank you Devin. You don't realize how much this really helps me." She told me.
"I know, just let me know if there is anything that I can do for you." I told her.
"Mmhmm. . . I will need some help going through some of his stuff. I'll need to get some pictures for the funeral too. . ." She started commenting on what she had to do.
"I'll help with that, don't worry! For now, why don't you go sit and relax for a little bit. You will have to call his dad to let him know about it too. . ." I commented to her.
"Shit. . . I'm really going to hate that phone call. . ." She mentioned while getting sadder than she already was.
"I know, just for now worry about keeping yourself going alright." I told her.
"Alright. . ." She commented to me.
After that, we sat down for a while, and we reminisced about Jason. It was a very emotional day for us. The next day, Tracie made a few phone calls to let everyone know about what had happened. The worst two she ended up calling was her mom, and Jason's dad. I started going through some of Jason's stuff, and I realized he collected a lot of stuff from Batman, swords, NASCAR, Star Wars, movies, and a crap ton of books. He really did love reading, maybe a little bit too much. A week went by, before we ended up getting the letter from the Police Department in the mail. It said the trial was going to be held next Wednesday. She ended up having the funeral held on the day after the trial. Jason was going to be cremated due to the damage the truck did to him. We also ended up finding a lot of pictures to choose from for the funeral. We had so many pictures that we had to reduce the amount we had.
"Alright Tracie, Shawna, Dad, Hailey, Sam, and I will be there early tomorrow to help out with anything." I told her.
"Alright. . . Thanks again for helping me out this week with everything. I really hope he is doing alright in that other world. . ." She commented to me.
"If I know him, he is doing just fine. . . Hahaha. . ." I ended up laughing.
"Alright hun, I'll see you tomorrow morning!" She told me.
"Later Tracie!" I said to her while walking out the front door.
I really hope Jason is doing alright over there. I hope he doesn't end up dying for a long time.


The novel's cover art is done by rei_chie!

So, have you ever wondered what would happen if you died way too early?

Have you ever wondered what would happen afterwards? 

Well let me tell you, this story has that in it. It goes from dying, to reincarnation, and to leveling like a character from a rpg game. If these are what you like to read about, then come check out The System's World! The system actually talks to the character in the story. They progress quite a bit in the story while he tries to level up!

The next thing I saw was complete and utter white glow, that was so blinding that I had closed my eyes due to the pain it had caused. After a few minutes I decided to open my eyes. It had taken me a few moments to let my eyes adjust but once they did my eyes were opened very wide. I had never seen a room like this before, it was completely all white. Everything was white not just the chairs or desk. During this time someone had walked up to be right behind me and patted my shoulder. I froze the moment something touched me, it felt really cold and awkward. I decided to turn around and look at the person or thing that decided to touch my shoulder. I was quite surprised to see the very same lady that was at the comic con earlier.

"You!" I said to her.

"I told you I would see you again." The lady said while smiling.

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