Note: Not for backstabbing people or lovers.

Super heroes who are quite shy to reveal themselves in public.

Note: fictional, please read without comparison with your lover or ex or beloved or someone you think you know more than him or her because after all it is a mere subject of the contest.

Please read with open mind. Trying to be the lost descendant of Shakespeare when English just a language to speak to convey our feelings not a barrier with subtle rules.

With the game system of "The Elder Scrolls," he crossed the world of marvel comics and became the guard of Asgard.　I encountered a dangerous situation with the Frost Giant's invasion as soon as I reincarnated. Teska thought to myself: "Fortunately, I play games, and I love cheating!"

MC finds himself in a world of Anime after having some wishes granted by a mysterious God. What did he pick? Well, the title should give you a clue.

(A/N - Change of plans, I'm keeping both of them going. One's under the ACG Category while the other is under Anime and Comics in the Fan-fic Type, so both are applicable - ACG meaning Anime, Comics, and Games. Whichever one pulls ahead in terms of Collections within the next few days will be the one I keep updating, while the other one will practically be dropped (I'll stop updating it, pretty much.))

　　"Why am I here? As your editor, I can't come?"
　　Li Xi's tone and expression at this time were completely different from when he was talking to Chu Yu, with a trace of anger in his sternness.
　　Of course, these are all pretends, and it is impossible for Li Xi to be really angry about this kind of thing, otherwise she would have been angry because of these things for so many years with Tang Xin.
　　Yes, but Tang Xin, Li Xi's most skilled fisherman since her career, Li Xi can only scare her like this.
　　"Dang...Of course...I can come!" Tang Xin said somewhat conscientiously, and then hurriedly left his computer desk, pretending to return to his drawing desk, and put it on. With the headscarf that says "I won't finish drawing the manuscript, I won't sleep", picked up the paintbrush, and looked decisive.
　　"Okay, don't pretend?" Li Xi said.
　　"You weren't in this posture when you were playing games before." In the
　　room, Tang Xin's four assistants were all suffocating smiles. Such a situation would happen every few days.
　　"Who said I played games..." Tang Xin began to quibble after hearing Li Xi's words.
　　"Then what are you doing?" Li Xi stared at her.
　　"I...I was looking for...comic inspiration." Tang Xin seemed to feel too nonsense when he said later, and his voice was much lower.
　　"..." Li Xi.
　　"I used to say that I can barely accept reading comics for inspiration, playing racing games for inspiration, are you insulting my IQ?" After a pause, Li Xi said.
　　"Li Xi, listen to me to explain." Tang Xin said quickly.
　　"Look at the initial D of Teacher Shui Xin!"
　　"Of course, how come I don't understand this cartoon published by me?" Li Xi wanted to hear what Tang Xinhui could give another bizarre explanation.
　　"It's like this..."
　　A sneer gradually emerged from the corner of Li Xi's mouth during Tang Xin's dancing and talking.
　　"So what you mean is that you think the initial D of Shui Xin is too exciting, which inspires your creative inspiration, and you want to add relevant elements to the next plot of your comic, so you come to try the racing game. Okay. Confirm and perfect your own ideas?" Li Xi asked.
　　"Yes, that's it!" Tang Xin nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.
　　"Do you think I will believe your nonsense?" Li Xi sneered.
　　"But, this is true..." Tang Xin said hastily.
　　"Moreover, after playing the game, I feel that the car in the game is too fake!" Tang Xin made up a sudden flash of light in his mind.
　　All of a sudden, she became excited.
　　"So..."
　　"So, I decided to buy a real car to verify my idea!" All of a
　　sudden, the eyes of the people in the whole house looked at Tang Xin.
　　What's the nerve of this guy?
　　It was originally a flash of Tang Xin's thought, but when this thought appeared, it immediately took root in Tang Xin's mind.
　　Yes, what game to play? Wouldn't it be better to have a real experience of racing? 　　"Li Xi, do you think I should buy 86 or FD, or buy other cars?" Tang Xin immediately jumped to the step of buying a car. 　　"At that time, every night I will go to the top of the mountain road race in the magic city to drive the car to the race. After a while, I will become the legend that created the fastest driver in the magic city... oh ooh! "Tang Xin has fallen into his own fantasy. 　　Yesterday, she was going to work overtime to draw the manuscript of the new story of Dream World after reading Shui Xin's new work, but after reading the initial D, she was upset by the broken chapter and decisively turned on the computer and downloaded a racing game. ....I just indulged in it. 　　But for girls, games like games are on a whim. Even if Li Xi can't come, she won't be able to play for long.

　　At this time, her thoughts were separated from the game, and she immediately figured it out.
　　Why do you want to play a racing game? Isn't it more exciting to buy a car and play a real car?
　　Imagining that after she became a legendary rider in the magic capital, she drove her car up the mountain and attracted everyone's attention. Isn't this much more interesting than drawing cartoons?
　　"Stop!" Li Xi hurriedly stopped her fantasy.
　　"What you should do now is to draw this week's comics, not to think about the legend of female drivers..."
　　"No, Li Xi, I have already decided, I am also an adult, buy a car Car transportation is also normal! Let's go buy a car in the afternoon, I want to choose a handsome, beautiful, cool, and the fastest car!" Tang Xin excitedly said.
　　Li Xi frowned.
　　"Buying a car is very expensive." Li Xi found that the situation had been developing in strange places.
　　She and Tang Xin had an agreement that as long as Tang Xin could finish the manuscript manuscript on time, she would never interfere with Tang Xin's daily life. So she could stop watching TV and playing games when Tang Xin did not finish the manuscript, but Tang Xin said she If you want to buy a car and talk about it, how can she stop it? I can only persuade her!
　　"How expensive is it?" Tang Xin's tone suddenly became weaker.
　　"If you want to buy those handsome sports cars in Chuyu's comics, it may cost millions of Dragon Kingdom coins! Moreover, the time setting in Chuyu's comics is a few years away, and many cars have been discontinued, so you want to buy them. Can't buy it!" Li Xi said solemnly.
　　"Furthermore, the money you earn from working hard to draw comics is worth using in this kind of place. Think about your exhaustion when you rush to the draft, and the pain when you think about the plot of the comic? The money you get is used to buy expensive cars. Don't you feel sorry for your labor?"
　　Li Xi now temporarily puts aside the investigation of Tang Xin's fishing and playing games. The key point is not to let Tang Xin become interested in racing cars, which is dangerous and wastes time. , It really made her fascinated. It will be harder to remind her of the manga.
　　"Millions of Dragon State Coins... so expensive?"
　　Tang Xin hesitated a bit, just thinking about it there.
　　"This is comparable to my monthly income, which is equivalent to the manuscripts of the four-character comics, and it is also equivalent to my 30 days and nights of hard work and painstaking work.... This is too expensive!"
　　Tang Xin's assistants looked weird when they heard it.
　　You can buy a famous car with only one month's income. Do you still dislike it?
　　Can you think about the feelings of us ordinary people?
　　Tang Xin is different from Chu Yu. The booklet of works has already been released. In the past two years, the sales volume has reached 30 million copies. Various comics and peripheral channels have been developed. How can there be tens of millions of income a year? She doesn't come out, after all, she doesn't like makeup, expensive clothes and jewelry.
　　But in fact, she is a real little rich woman, and Chu Yu's works, such as books, copybooks, copyrights, etc., have not started to develop anything. Three million set up an animation production team to produce animations must be bankrupt. Poor cartoonists are not allowed. In terms of the same.
　　"But..." Tang Xin turned around.
　　"In order to create a legend in the world of magic racing, let's go to the car shop in the afternoon!" Tang Xin's eyes were very firm at this time.
　　Li Xi's heart sank.
　　That's it!
　　She is sick again!
　　Return the legend of the magic capital racing world?
　　Is it the piece of material that I don't know why?
　　Li Xi took a deep breath. After spending so many years with Tang Xin, he naturally knew the virtues of this guy. Everything was a three-minute heat. There was once an idea of ​​wanting to be an actor or a model, but he almost put it into action. The happy life of the renting wife who has been rumored on the Internet even wants to use all the money to buy a house, and she does not draw cartoons and depends on rent collection for the rest of her life.
　　Of course, the thoughts of  were all blocked by Li Xi one by one. It really made you do those things. Then, isn't your manga talent wasted?
　　As a manga editor, Li Xi must do his best to prevent Tang Xin from doing this, and try not to let her have access to entertainment such as mahjong, chess and cards. Otherwise, Li Xi feels that Tang Xin's indulging in is basically the end of playthings. And there is a high probability that he will become a famous little sheep in the nearby chess and card room!
　　Over the years, Li Xi said it was Tang Xin's manga editor, but in addition to helping this girl who has just turned eighteen to establish a normal outlook on life and values, compared to her who had never raised her since she was a child. Yes, nowadays, after learning that Tang Xin is rich, he would only call his parents frequently to ask for money. Li Xi is more like half of Tang Xin's parents.
　　It's just that Li Xi really didn't expect that after reading the initial D, this guy actually had the idea of ​​being a racer.
　　However, in Li Xi's view, Tang Xin just wanted to get rid of the boring work of drawing comics earlier, so it feels good to look at everything else.
　　"No, Tang Xin, you made a mistake...First of all, you don't have a driver's license. These are just empty talks, and the legend of the magic capital rider has no such possibility for you. You are suitable for drawing comics in your life!" Li Xi tried his best to make Tang Xin's excited thoughts return to reason.

another work published by me {My Cartoonist Guide}

　Chu Yu, a senior two-dimensional fan, a dead house in the eyes of others, and a cheating comic book author in the eyes of readers!
On that day, he obtained the system that carries many excellent comic works on the parallel world earth... and
began his life as a comic artist who considered himself a legend, but was actually a silly comic artist!
Reader A, "Teacher, please, please finish drawing the full-time hunter first and then open a new hole? It's been three years, and three years later, three years have been opened for ten years. You want me Will my son burn me the full-time hunter's final chapter?"
Reader B, "Old thief Chuyu, you know what a fart cl. If you don't resurrect Furukawa, I will send you the blade tomorrow!"
Reader C, "Hehe, Xiangbei is down !" It's over in the top eight in the country? Chu Yu Lao Kengbi, do you want to pass by saying "the dream of youth is imperfect"? I swear, I will die for your works in the future, outside of death, from my house If I jump down, I won’t look at it again!"


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So, as you might expect, this is a new story. It basically follows Achilles and it's not to be taken too seriously. There will be battles, a mass harem, lots of lemons and so on so forth. You don't like that premise, then I suggest you don't read this story. I will be including a fusion of numerous comic book universes these include:
- DC Comics.
- Marvel Comics.
- Witchlade Comics.
If you have any more suggestions, whether it be manga, manhua, webtoons, games and TV, let me know and I'll consider them. Once again, just like to repeat, this is not to be taken too seriously as a story. This is a story with a insanely large harem and that's on purpose. So once again, don't like ridiculously large harems then don't read this story.
Anyway, first chapter will be up in a little while, just working on the first volume and once it's fully completed, I'll start submitting the chapters. This is just to build up interest and get your opinions on what other universes I should include. I've already considered Mortal Kombat as a possible inclusion, but I'm still not sure. So let me know.

I died and was reborn. An impossibility that occurred but now offered me so many opportunities that I didn't have before. Power was open for the taking and I was going to take it all. Everything I desired would be mine and nothing would stop me, not this time. 

Just a quick warning, this is a story with a mass harem. If you don't like that then don't read, it is as simple as that.

one piece rpg ... with north star style mode... if you like.. comment.. if discontinue you can take it... 

anti hero rpg in one piece world.....
reincarnation....

Initially, Meng Fan had plans in the afternoon and evening of the 14th: a meet-and-greet and a CV concert. Since he got 10 points of attributes and the title of [Professional Manga Artist], he decided to crank out some comics and skipped the events.
It was hard to start drawing the first part of volume one, then, he couldn't stop.
The first part for "Legend of the Mountains and Seas" was longer than "Guide to Campus RoMANce" and "There's a Spirit Underground." In addition, all the other parts had at least 20 panels, with an average of 22 to 25 panels, meeting the daily serial criteria for Japanese manga magazines.
Naturally, he wanted to submit his manuscript in Japan, get approved, then get serialized.
It was challenging, but Meng Fan was confident in himself.
He already prepared the outline, details, characters, and scenarios. While the new attributes made Meng Fan start over, he also improved and fixed what he already did. With a draft in place, his drawing speed wouldn't be slow. 
He started on the second part at around midnight. He did 25 panels, with 3-5 pictures per panel, which totaled more than 100 pictures. It took him just three hours to draw all of them, including post-production work.
If people knew how quickly he did all of this, they'd be shocked.
Usually, comic artists who were serialized in Japan needed five days to a week to finish one part, and that's assuming they had assistants doing the post-production and other work.
Meng Fan's Hand Speed at +20 was ten times faster than an average comic artist — not including some who weren't so skilled or who drew by hand. Fast Hand Speed alone wouldn't be able to achieve all of this in three hours. Combined with supernatural Drawing Skills and Imagination, however, it was possible.
There were many advantages to having great Drawing Skills; he barely needed to fix anything, and he was much more expressive. An average artist would need a lot of room to express something, but Meng Fan just needed a few strokes.
Meng Fan's drawing was not fancier. If anything, it was simpler. But, these simple strokes were striking and touched one's soul.
OK, in spite of all this, Meng Fan still overestimated himself. It wasn't possible to draw five parts in one night.
When he finished the second part, it was already 3 a.m. Meng Fan could stay up all night easily, and he was too excited to sleep. He stood up and moved a little, then kept drawing until 6 a.m., finishing the third part.
When the third part was done, he was tired and slept for around two hours. For the fourth part, he agonized over a plot development, spending almost two hours to convince himself and fixing the content. When he was finally done, it was around 1:30 p.m.
Great!
This will do.
Meng Fan ordered food, took a quick shower, then grabbed his manuscript to go downstairs. In the corner of the hotel lobby, he wolfed down some food, then asked the hotel for a car to go to Akihabara.
Akihabara, on the boundaries of the four commercial districts of Kyoto, was once a street of electronic stores. Now, it was a street popular with fans of the AGCN culture (animation, games, comics, and novels).
If the Akihabara of the electronics era was a steely, masculine guy, then the district today can only make you say, 'So pretty, like a cute boy.'
Akihabara was the purpose of Meng Fan's trip. He was a true homebody, so Akihabara, a haven for AGCN culture, was a must-see on his visit to Kyoto. He really was visiting the mecca today, he was meeting Eiichiro Oda!
When Meng Fan got off at Akihabara, he could see elements of the AGCN culture everywhere. There were many people dressed in cosplay such as waitresses in maid costumes in front of coffeeshops.
After he waited a while at the scheduled meeting place, a thirty-something man showed up. The man didn't need to look too hard; Meng Fan was very recognizable. The man knew it was Meng Fan from a distance away as he said to himself, "This guy is really tall and good looking."
"Are you Meng-san?" The man asked. After Meng Fan nodded, he introduced himself. "I'm Hiroji Wada."
His Chinese wasn't very standard, but he could communicate without problems.
This Hiroji Wada was the referrer Meng Caiju found for Meng Fan. The man was the son of a senior person at Toei Animation. In the credits of some well-known Japanese comics-turned-animated films, one could find the name of... his father.
Hiroji Wada worked in licensing rights of Japanese animations in China and collaborations with Chinese animation and games, which was how Meng Caiju could get half an hour of Eiichiro Oda's time with a phone call and have Hiroji Wada pick up Meng Fan personally.
"Meng-san, I'll take you on a tour of Mr. Oda's workshop first. Around three o'clock, he rests for half an hour. Normally, it's excellent if he can see you for ten minutes. I hope you understand."
As Hiroji Wada led Meng Fan toward their destination, he reminded Meng Fan of do's and don'ts, such as no questions about the plot of "One Piece," or any gossipy things not related to comics and more.
The Oda workshop was pretty much Eiichiro Oda's home in Kyoto. He both lived and worked here.
Meng Fan had heard of the habits of the maestro of comics, Eiichiro Oda, such as how he slept between two and five in the morning, and how he worked the rest of the day, working 16-hour days!
Of course, he didn't draw the entire time he worked, there was also plot discussions, looking for elements of scenarios, characters, and more.
A renowned comic artist, even though they have many assistants, still had a huge work volume. Also, Eiichiro Oda was a manga artist who insisted on doing a lot of the post-production work — such as the timeline — himself.
Very soon, they reached the Oda Workshop, a quiet place in a bustling area.
"Hiroji-san."
Hiroji Wada had made an appointment. As soon as they walked in, an assistant in the workshop came over to greet them. These assistants all wanted to be manga artists eventually, so they were very polite and respectful toward Hiroji Wada, someone with a connected dad in the industry, and Meng Fan was treated well by association.
Hiroji Wada had been there before, so he wasn't fascinated by everything like Meng Fan. He found a place to sit while the assistant took Meng Fan around the place.
Inside the workshop, "One Piece" elements could be seen everywhere: private bar, popcorn machine, making the place resemble a playground. There was also a claw machine filled with characters from "One Piece," none of which were available in the stores; Meng Fan was so envious.
After their tour, Meng Fan asked for the restroom and excitedly entered the "Jaws"-themed restroom.
The workroom for Eiichiro Oda and his assistants was not open to the public, so Meng Fan didn't go in there.
Then, Meng Fan met the maestro of comics, Eiichiro Oda.
The maestro looked like his photo. Like many OP fans, Meng Fan was most concerned about the man's health. There were rumors of him having health problems earlier. Now that the man looked well in person, Meng Fan was so happy.
After an emotional introduction, Meng Fan chatted with Eiichiro Oda as a fellow manga artist. He didn't rely on a translator, using just his phone to help. Since his phone was connected to a streaming device, translation was fast and communication was easy.
Initially, Eiichiro Oda thought Meng Fan was just a fan of manga rather than a colleague. The older man was happy to discuss elements of the industry and became surprised by Meng Fan's comprehension of the art form. Drawing Skills, Settings, and Scriptwriting weren't just a number; the information in each category made Meng Fan's comments outstanding. While what he said wasn't groundbreaking, Eiichiro Oda acknowledged the younger man's level of knowledge and was into the discussion. 
Meng Fan also asked some questions from his creative process and drawing experience, which Eiichiro Oda was happy to answer.
After some chatting, Eiichiro Oda then asked if Meng Fan also created comics; he took out the manuscript.
As soon as Eiichiro Oda saw the material, he looked focused and energized.
After another half-hour, Meng Fan said goodbye to Eiichiro Oda and Hiroji Wada at the workshop, leaving for Shueisha. In Meng Fan's hand was a recommendation letter from Eiichiro Oda.


To reward Meng Fan for his bravery before his heroic death, the cosmos rewarded him with a 'system', sending him back in time to three months ago, alive.

My Son!

You are were dead...

The words that greeted me right after I was electrocuted to death.  I'm so happy to see the words that are right in front of my eyes.

this must be reincarnation right?

My name is Haruto Hideo or Hide.  lived for 20 years on Earth as someone who never really stood out from the billions of other people on Earth, because I  always in the apartment and doing my hobby which is watching the Naruto series.  During my childhood my parents always arguing, then with that I started to shut myself in the room and cause something in my soul to refuse to interact with other people.  Maybe that called anti-social.

I only leave the apartment if I lack food stock or maybe when I need to go out to buy the latest series of Naruto comics and of course adult games that contain characters in the Naruto series in them.

Several months passed, and I ran out of the Naruto games and the comics that I bought have also finished reading all.  So I went to the nearest store to buy some stock food, and some Naruto hentai comics and games.  Hehe...

When I got to the apartment, I prepared a cup of noodles on the table, play computer, and was ready to try the hentai game from the latest Naruto series.  Obviously, my little brother was very excited and started to harden which gave rise to the one for all muscles around it.

 Flap!

 Pap

 Pap

 Ah...!  Naruto

 Hm ...!  Hinata

 Harder Naruto! "_"

 Ah....!

 Hinata ...!

 .....

When Naruto came, I also came, and that's part of my joy when playing the Naruto hentai game.

I shift my mouse to continue to chapter two, but I forgot that the cup noodles I ate were right next to my mouse.  I accidentally spilled it, and suddenly my body felt heated, then my brain felt like it was boiling.

unknown time.

My soul has floated in total darkness as a kind of white orb that shines for an unknown amount of time.  At first, I took, it as punishment for jerking off, and I started counting, but it got really boring once I hit 1 billion.  That's why I decided to explore this world of darkness.

No matter what I do, I really don't know whether I'm moving or not because it's practically impossible to tell in a world that's completely empty of anything but black.  So I waited and started counting again.

When I count I always say a word in my sense.

"I want to see the Naruto series."  The words that I always say while counting, for the sake of maintaining decision and sense, because apart from counting there is no other way that can be done to keep up my sense.

I take a rest.

Then I counted back.

 ....

 ....

 ....

 Congratulations!

 You were dead...

A voice appeared from an unknown direction which gave me a jolt.  Yup ... Even though I'm just a ball that floats, and I don't have a heart I still got surprised.

The voice was very soft, it was more like a woman's voice!  Although the voice was very soft, it feels horrible to hear someone say 'Congratulations, you were dead..'  in a strong but gentle tone.  Looks like the woman is out of her mind, I assumed.

Even though it was impossible for someone to be in the same place as me, but it was really nice to be able to hear someone's voice, maybe it was just my imagination.

 "Yup ... Looks like I'm crazy, how could someone live in this empty dark place right ??

I said it, with the slightest hope that what I had been thinking was wrong.

Even though the 'congratulations' sound sounded terrible, it actually calmed my heart, because after an unknown amount of time finally a voice, appeared, even though I assumed it was just my imagination.

Fuh ...

 ...

Not long after that, I heard her voice again.

"My son"

I looked for the direction of the voice, but no matter how hard I searched it was useless.

 "Your son? Maybe you mean your daddy?"

 "My child ... You will be given a second chance to live again, this time make sure that you don't waste it ..."

 This time her voice was soft but a little cold, I don't know why she called me her son, that woman should call me my lovely Daddy.

 That woman is right!  I have wasted my life.

 Everything I did was just lazing around, I never even thought about working, marrying a girl, building a happy family, and have a child.

 After thinking for quite a while, if it's true that I was given a second chance to live a better life, then I will work hard on my second life.

 "Who are you? And what place is this!"  I have a lot of questions in my head, but it seems better to get to the point.

 The woman did not answer.

 "Hello!?"  tch. Look. like she ignored me.

 But then the woman started talking again, and this time I listened well to her.

 "I have heard your wish, my son,..."

 "No, wait !? I don't understand!"

 "My son. Even though the road you will face is very difficult, I hope that you will never give up"

 she ignored me again.

Her voice was very comfortable to hear, it felt like when I was hugged by my mother.  So warm ...

 "At least, can you answer my question ma'am?"  I did it on purpose, maybe that woman will answer it, after calling her mother.  Hehehe...

 Looks like I was wrong, she doesn't even respond after I called her mother, what a Karen.

 "You will be reborn. However ... In exchange, you must protect her."

 "Her ??"  I asked but she didn't respond or answer me.

 "When she's get wounded then you will be injured, when his long hair is cut off then your strength will be lost ..."

 It's useless to ask that woman, she won't answer any of the questions I asked.

 "Now my son goodbye. I don't have much time, hurry up and be strong ..."

 The woman's voice began to falter and faint.  I can't hear her last words.

 Not long after, a huge windstorm slapped me behind.

 Bang!

 A very large door opened behind me.

 When the door opened, a very bright light shot towards me.

 Very bright!

 Then I felt my round body slowly move back and toward the door.

 It got faster and then very fast.

 No!

 Wait!  Wait!

 It's not the gates of hell, is it !?  I feel weak, even though I don't have a body.

 And finally, I passed through that door.

 Gradually my consciousness faded away, and my vision started to blur before I finally losing consciousness completely.

Warning :

-English isn't my first language.

-No Harem.

-Evil Mc.


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-cover is not mine.

(Loud wind noises)
Bash!
Wiliam fell to the ground and the portal behind him closed, he got up and looked out at the endless field of snow and ice.
"What a beautiful sight!" A small comment came out of Wiliam as he looked at the immensity of ice and snow.
He felt comfortable here as a Russian who spent years in Latin America before returning home, all that was missing was a little blood and the vision would be perfect.
But that would soon be resolved.
(Growl)
(Growl)
A small pack of 5 wolves approached when they smelled fresh meat, they had white fur, blue eyes, fangs and claws made of sharp ice and their size was comparable to that of a leopard.
"I see that I will be well received today" Wiliam formed an ice ax and prepared to face his opponents, they faced each other for a while.
The wolves were patient, circled around Wiliam and slowly approached but the last one just stayed there in the middle relaxed.
"Argh!" One of the wolves barked and advanced towards the others, attacking each one on its side, Wiliam without hesitating hit the first wolf's head with the ax.
Slash!
The ax was driven into the wolf's head by splashing blood and brains to the sides, however this did not hinder Wiliam and before the wolf fell to the ground he attacked the next one.
The wolf, seeing that he was going to be attacked, tried to bite Wiliam's hand, but Wiliam was already prepared for that and twisted his hand to the side, forming a thorn of ice.
(Penetration noises)
The wolf unknowingly bit the thorn hard and you know what happened next, Wiliam ducked in the next moment and a wolf passed over his head and using his low position gave a spinning kick to the wolf.
Bang!
( Cry)
Bash!
The wolf flew while crying for several meters, he endured the pain and turned to look at Wiliam only for fleece and finished killing his other two companions with ice daggers.
The wolf looked into Wiliam's cold eyes and along with his bloody hands and guts he felt afraid, it is as if he was not being looked at by a predator but by a being that will hunt him just for fun.
In his desperation he tried to run but ended up not going very far.
Swoosh!
(Stab!)
The wolf felt a sharp pain in his stomach and fell to the ground, when he turned his head to look he saw an ice spear coming out of his stomach with blood flowing in the white snow.
He knew he was going to die there was nothing more that could be done however when he saw Wiliam's eyes approaching him fear once again welled up in his mind and the wolf tried to get up.
"Be quiet, this will only make your suffering worse!" Wiliam didn't care about the wolf's attempt to run and pulled the spear out of the wolf's stomach.
A noise of flesh being pulled out immediately followed and the wolf died when its organs left its body, Wiliam began to rub the spear in the snow to clean the blood.
If he was looked at from above, that place looked like a work of art with blood and snow.
"Maybe I should try to be an artist killer?" Wiliam exclaimed as he stuck the knife in the wolf to remove his flesh.
Meanwhile back on land.
-------------------------------------------------
Nicolas and Carol have been a little worried since Wiliam disappeared 2 days ago.
Sometimes one day was fine, but more than that, he would send a warning message and that didn't happen, so today the two of them will decide to visit Wiliam's parents' house to see if there was something wrong.
"Hey, do you think something happened to Wiliam?" Nicolas asked Carol as they walked, "I don't know, but Wiliam is tough, he knows how to deal with his problems!".
Despite Carol's strong words, she was still a little worried about Wiliam, but she didn't have time to think about it and soon they will arrive at the Smiths' house.
"Eh, are they moving in?" In front of the house there was a moving truck and the furniture was being loaded little by little, James was at the door and saw them both.
"Good morning, kids!" James stepped out of the door and approached the two of them, "Good morning, Mr. James, are we here to ask where Wiliam is?" Carol didn't curl up and say directly what they wanted to know.
James' face twitched a little before returning to normal, "We are moving to California and Wiliam went ahead, however he left something for you just a moment!" James ignored them and entered the house leaving the two of them standing still frozen.
The news was very sudden for both of them mainly for Nicolas that the only male friend he had was James, Carol was also upset mainly by the fact that Wiliam did not say goodbye to her.
She also felt a small pain in her chest but didn't know what it was, the two of them stood there in silence for a while until James came back carrying two boxes.
"He said he was supposed to deliver this to you two!" James passed a box to Nicolas and another to Carol, the two of them were holding them for a while before opening them.
In Nicolas's box there was a miniature ice doll of his and at the bottom there was a card with some books, he took the card and read it.
(Although this ice doll won't melt even in 100 years, I suggest you put it in cold places to increase its useful life, with one last hug, Wiliam!)
Nicolas was quite sentimental at the time and took the books from the box and read the title.
(Possible stories for games or comics for Nicolas)
In that book there were countless stories of heroes and anti-heroes in addition to villains who would make good comics and games, Nicolas knew why Wiliam gave it to him and wept this time.
His dream was to be a great writer of comics and games and now all he needed to do is work.
Carol also opened his box and as Nicolas found a miniature doll of his ice and below it was just a letter.
( Never give up your dreams!)
There was nothing else Wiliam could do for Carol but that was enough, and the ice doll he made for Carol was reinforced probably could be exposed to the sun's surface for a few seconds before melting.
She was also a little moved but she didn't cry like Nicolas, the two talked a little with James and left.
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Oh guys here is the author and it will take me a while to post chapters because the idiot here managed to do and delete that same chapter 9 times.
So I'm sorry about that.
Thanks for the support.

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