Pada tahun 20XX, sebuah perusaha'an game terbesar berhasil membuat sebuah terobosan baru. Game yang selalu dinantikan oleh para gamers di seluruh dunia, yaitu Virtual Reality Massively Multiplayer Online, atau biasa di sebut dengan VRMMO, akhirnya tercipta.
Free World Online, adalah game VRMMO pertama yang bertemakan dunia yang bebas tanpa hukum.

For my family I will bear the pain

For the humanity I will become the ruler

In face of my enemies I will learn how to kill

because I am ready to devour everything to survive

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Free Empire Online was a game created by God to test 100 humans for the upcoming changes on Earth.

Transported to a world of swords and magic where a year is equivalent to a minute in earth, Jake struggled to live and at the last mission (mission 10) he was the only one who survived.

join Jake in his return to Earth as the only human who survived the test from God.

　　When the popularity votes for Rurouni Kenshin Remembrance were counted this week, the cuttlefish, and even the entire Los Angeles comics industry, had no idea how to evaluate this work.
　　Although the news that Shui Xin is a male teenager hasn't fully spread, basically, people in the comics industry in Los Angeles have relatively well-informed news.
　　Newcomers, cartoonists, high school students... these elements are very eye-catching.
　　When everyone has recognized that the pen name Shui Xin, the boy whose real name is Chu Yu, is a rare genius in the comics industry in Los Angeles for decades.
　　Shui Xin once again taught the comic industry in Los Angeles a lesson.
　　The number of votes with more than 60,000 votes is not only a record of the number of popular votes for cuttlefish, but also a peak in the entire province of Los Angeles.
　　In the entire Los Angeles comics industry, faintly, more and more people have already used the title of Los Angeles's number one cartoonist to refer to Shui Xin...
　　...
　　This weekend, the entire Dragon Kingdom is immersed in joy. After all, the New Year's Eve is Sunday.
　　Compared with the lively city on Saturday, Mingcheng on Sunday is a bit deserted and lonely.
　　Basically everyone stays behind closed doors and stays at home with their families.
　　Even though he was only at home alone, Chu Yu still made a table of New Year's Eve dinner by himself, and after incense was given to his parents, Chu Yu was also quite content by himself.
　　On Weixin, Zhao Qinyin and Su Lu both sent him blessings.
　　The Cuttlefish New Year greeting messages were also sent, and even some comic writers who exchanged their mobile phone numbers at the Cuttlefish Annual Meeting also sent blessing messages.
　　It's almost as if I have really become a member of society.
　　Compared with the status of Chu Yu as a high school student, the current career of a cartoonist has undoubtedly a greater impact on his life.
　　At Zhao Qinyin's home, she and her grandma had a New Year's Eve dinner together and then turned on the TV, and watched the Spring Festival Gala with her grandma.
　　Although I feel that this show is getting boring year by year, and I haven't even drawn the comic manuscript in Chu Yu's house, but Zhao Qinyin still smiled, echoing her grandma all night and chatting with her.
　　...
　　It is different from Chu Yu and Zhao Qinyin, a lonely and widowed person who lives with his grandmother. It is in Wangxian, another county more than 100 kilometers away from Mingcheng.
　　Su Lu and his family gathered together.
　　Her parents, uncle, second uncle, third aunt... all the way to the seventh uncle, and the aunts, their children, daughter-in-laws, son-in-laws, her nephews and nieces, and even grand nieces and nieces There were about forty people, with Su Lu's grandfather as the center, and a total of almost five people at the table were seated.
　　"Xiao Lu, it's another one to come back to celebrate the New Year this year!"
　　"What about boyfriend?" Su Lu's grandfather asked first.
　　"Where is her boyfriend! I said last year that I would bring it home this year. Look like this..."
　　"It's not that I said you, Xiao Lu. Three months ago, I called you to go home for a blind date at the Sun's house. The conditions in the house are good. After seeing your photo, they can't forget... How about you? I just don't want to come back. I think it's just in time for the Chinese New Year. I will ask someone out the day after tomorrow, and you will meet up... If it's done, you don't have to run to Mingcheng to be a comic editor in the future. They are all so old, and they are still inseparable from those little kids..."
　　it has started.
　　Su Lu's previously relaxed expression suddenly collapsed.
　　It's like this every year, can't you stop a little bit?
　　...
　　This year, everyone has their own feelings. At twelve o'clock in the evening, a new day and a new year have also arrived.
　　The Dragon Star Award selection official website was created by the Magic Capital Seven University to select the Dragon Star Award.
　　Quietly, one hundred and sixty-seven comics were put on the shelves.
　　On this New Year's Eve, even Chu Yu, Su Lu, and Zhao Qinyin were almost asleep at this time.
　　After all, the Dragon Star Awards, which lasted for a full six weeks, really don't have to watch the website if you really want to pay attention.
　　But there are always exceptions, just like most people like to watch the Spring Festival Gala with the whole family during the New Year, but there are also many people who like to stay alone in the room and play games.
　　For fans of the Dragon Kingdom, this evening, compared with the New Year, the start of the Dragon Star Award selection also made them excited.
　　The selection of such an award is not only a grand gathering for cartoonists, but also a grand gathering for their fans.
　　In the eyes of many comic fans, it has been "9012" and the Internet has become so popular, but the comics industry does not seem to be connected to the Internet.
　　Each province has its own comic company and its own sales channels.
　　Fans from neighboring provinces don't understand each other's popular comics. It's just too normal.
　　Logically speaking, under such circumstances, online publishing should be a channel for a comic company to expand the influence of its excellent comics.
　　However, the imagination is full and the reality is very skinny. The comic companies that try this way often not only fail to attract the attention of other provinces, but because of the online publication of the periodical buyers in their own provinces, they do not buy physical periodicals. Now, I went to watch the serialization on the Internet, which caused a huge decline in the sales of comic magazines, and the revenue of the comic agency plummeted.
　　With the failure of predecessors in the first place, the comic companies that followed were tacitly focused only on physical journals.
　　This has also led to the current situation in the Dragon Kingdom comics world.
　　It is also because of this that the comic recommendation section of Xinman.com has a certain popularity. Although the netizens above do not all want to read pirated posts on it, but you comic clubs have no promise in letting the original works be distributed to other provinces, so you can't blame people. Go to the Internet to see piracy at home.
　　Although those works are often sealed and posted when they look at it...
　　For the selection of the Dragon Star Award, UU Reading www.uukanshu. Com just satisfies the need of Dragon Manga fans who want to know what other province comics are like.
　　They are genuine, and they are basically the first-name comics of various provinces. The viewing experience is undoubtedly much better than the pirated posts of Xinman.com, and you can also complain and leave comments in the real-time comic reading on the website.
　　So every year, when the Dragon Star Award starts to be selected, the traffic on the official website of the selection will reach a terrifying value during the Chinese New Year.
　　....
　　At two o'clock in the morning, the Dragon Star Awards official website updated these comics two hours later.
　　One point into the Dragon Star Awards official website, Li Xing saw the ranking of that comic.
　　The ranking list of participating comics for the Dragon Star Award is calculated based on the number of paid readers of this comic.
　　The number one work is the popular masterpiece of Qin Province, Blazing Feather, which has only been logged into this website for two hours.
　　In the work information, after reading the first three free comics, the number of people who top-up and paid to read the subsequent comic chapters has exceeded 90,000. Even every time the interface is refreshed, Li Xing will find that the number of people paying for the work has increased rapidly.
　　The second-ranked work is still a popular comic book in Qin Province, Soul of War, and the number of paying people has just exceeded 80,000.
　　The third-ranked work is still a popular work of Qin Province, my teacher's secret, and more than 60,000 paid readers.
　　From the fourth to the seventh, they are all well-known cartoons in Qin Province.
　　Only the eighth-ranked work is the work of Jiangsu Province, Xia Zhimeng.
　　Although it is only a temporary situation, isn't Qin Sheng's work that actually ranks eighth?
　　Li Xing's eyes condensed, and he wrote down the name of this work. He will definitely come back to read this comic by then.

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　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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With the cash and watch in tow, the group drove off in their car.
Li Du kept the watch in little bug's black hole. He had the real deal, why would he wear
a fake? He could not bear to dump the imitation watch, but could not derive any
happiness from keeping it either.
They stayed another night in a hotel and the next day, they started their journey back to
Phoenix.　　
Amengda Mountain in South Africa had been purchased successfully, and Li Du was
free to go over to develop the area any time he wished.
However, Li Du wanted to let Carl arrange for the diamond inspection team to conduct
their checks first. He was not in a hurry to begin the development and was keener to get
an evaluation of Amengda first.
For now, he wanted to go and resolve the bet he had made at Harry Winston, Inc. He
had to obtain Carlston Fritz's shares!
Sophie had returned to the villa first, and the five little ones had set up their own base in
the spacious backyard. Each of them drew out their territory.
Little Flathead, Ah Meng, had the largest territory. The four little ones were unwilling to
provoke Ah Meng. The hounds were clever enough to notice the wariness of their four
bosses, and were even more cautious around the new family member.
The truck entered the villa's grounds, where Big Quinn's wife, Rosalind, was waiting for
him with their three children. Seeing their father, the children climbed onto Big Quinn
and hung onto him like monkeys.
It was a heart-warming moment: Godzilla brought his gifts over to Victoria, Brother Wolf
went to see his recovering daughter and Lu Guan was reunited with his Golden
Retriever.
Hans wanted to take the opportunity to leave as well, and said, "I miss my sister very
much. I want to visit her."
"No, the two of us have to organize these books," Li Du said firmly.
Hans instantly lost his enthusiasm and said lifelessly, "We have to do all that work?"
Li Du said, "What if there are valuables in this pile of books? We have to look carefully."
Big Ivan took the initiative to bring down the books from the car. Hearing Li Du's words,
he took out a comic book that had been preserved in pristine condition. He passed it
over to them and said, "That's right. Look, this book seems like it could be valuable."
With a smile, Hans took the book from Big Ivan. His eyes widened.
Hans held the book in one hand and his phone in another. Then, seeing that his mobile
connection was too slow, Hans yelled at Lu Guan, "Let go of your stupid dog and bring
me my laptop! Hurry!"
Li Du stepped over, took a look at the book and said, "Aren't you being too dramatic?"
The comic book looked like it had been around for some time. The red cover page had
turned dull. On the front cover, Spiderman carried a little boy and was about to swing off
a skyscraper. There were shadows of cars on the streets below him.
The top right corner of the comic book carried the numbers '1962', and the bottom left
corner was labelled '12 cents'. The word Marvel was neatly printed above Spiderman. It
was a Marvel book.
Hans said, "Dramatic? I am beside myself. This seems to be the first Spiderman comic
book from 1962. If it really is, this is very valuable."
"More than ten million dollars?" Li Du asked expectantly.
Hans rolled his eyes, "How can that be? But it might fetch a few hundred thousand or a
few million."
Once he laid his hands on his laptop, Hans quickly made an internet search. Then, a
piece of news flashed on his screen. There was a picture of their comic book on the
news website.
The headline was, 'Spiderman' Snapped Up At Paris Auction. Comics Connection Pays
1.2 Million.
The news article described the story of that comic book. At an auction in Paris last year,
that first issue of Marvel's Spiderman comic was brought out, and Comics Connection
bought it for 1.2 million. It was actually exhibited in its town hall!
After reading that piece of news, Hans carefully removed the packaging to examine the
comic book more closely.
Having read the publishing details, he could not help but pump his fist in the air. He
yelled, "Yeah, yeah, yeah! This is awesome! It's this book! One million and 200,000 !
One million and 200,000 US dollars!"
Shocked, Li Du asked, "Really? Someone would actually fork out over a million for a
comic book?"
The most expensive books that Li Du had come across were the set of National
Geographic magazines he kept. They were priced at more than ten million.
However, that was ten million for more than a thousand magazines. Besides, most of
those were the only existing copies in the world. Also, from his perspective, National
Geographic magazines represented parts of history. It belonged to the narrative of all
humankind, and was not something that comic books could compare to.
Now this comic book disrupted his understanding and knowledge of magazines and
their value. A comic book, one that was published only fifty odd years ago, could
actually be worth more than one million?
A million was not the most they could earn from the comic books, however. As they
continued to organize the stack of comic books, they found a few more that were as
precious or even more so.
One of those was the first issue of Superman. On the front cover, Superman was
wearing his iconic red cape, blue spandex top, and red pants. He was running away
from a storm, looking as cool as ever.
In the middle of the front cover were the words 'Action Comics #1'. This meant that it
was the first issue.
Hans caressed the dated comic book and said, looking punch-drunk, "This is history.
We are looking at history. Buddies, this was the start of it all, the birth of American
heroes! We are looking at a baby photo of an American hero!"
Li Du asked, "Is it very valuable? Run an online check, how much can it fetch?"
Hans said, "There are no trading records online. At most, there are only ten copies of
'Action Comics #1' in the entire world. Even DC Comics Company don't have it… oh,
they had it previously, but it was stolen!"
Li Du was optimistic, "Then it should be worth a lot, right?"
"Let's put it this way, don't talk about money, brother. This book is priceless!" Hans
exclaimed. "There are no trading records of the original copy of this comic. However,
the re-released copy was sold for 1.8 million US dollars!"
Li Du was shocked. "A re-release version can fetch such a high price? Are those comics
collectors crazy?"
Hands said, "The high price is due to the main character. Superman is iconic, it is the
first superhero in human history!"
Li Du shook his head, "At the time of the Ming dynasty, we already had a superhero
named Sun Wu Kong in China. This is the first superhero in our history."
Hans called out, "Who cares who came first? Anyway, this comic is very valuable. It is
very, very valuable!"
Li Du carefully took the book out of the wrapping paper.
There was a price indicated on the front page. The comic was published in June 1938,
and its selling price had been ten cents.
As Hans continued to call out, 'careful, careful', Li Du checked the information related to
that comic book. 　　
The first issue of Superman comics, 'Action Comics #1', was the holy grail in the comics
industry. It was said that there were fifty copies of it in the world, but there were less
than ten registered on the official records. They were sitting either in huge publishing
houses or in the hands of billionaires.
Besides, Li Du also found a hand-painted copy of the 'Fantastic Four' that had Stan
Lee's autograph on it. That comic book was also worth a lot. Comic books hand-painted
by Stan Lee were typically exhibited in the gallery of Marvel Comics. Few of them were
found in the possession of individuals.


They love gold, and they love silver. Even more so, they love gems that dazzle, like stars across the skies. 
Firearms, jewelleries, and precious metals; A collector’s world will not be complete without antiques.  
Storage auctions, old goods trade, re-estate sales and gold-digging. But the truth is, if one wants to make money, then the supreme way is through searching for the legendary treasures. 
Holding the fort, there’s an ocelot, a wolf, and an Andes condor. At the side, there’s a loyal hound, an irascible ape, and an African honey badger. Who said that you can only rely on humans when treasure hunting?! 

 I first started writing in the 5th grade, I instantly fell in love. It became my dream to spread my work and touch people with my stories, it became my dream to make a difference and create something beautiful.
Two years ago, I found Wattpad, and I couldn't have been happier. In these two years I have written three books, made incredible friends, and have become far more confident in my writing while I grew. However, in the past few months, a lot of things have come to light that have broken my trust in Wattpad, I still love the community and the people I've met but I don't want to stay and give Wattpad my exclusivity. As most of you know, aside from Wattpad and Webnovel, I use eight other sites (Dreame, Tapas, Inkspired, Goodnovel, Ajoara, Booknet, Inkitt, and Sweek), and I'm still continuing to grow.
In the time between now and April 30th 2021, I will be making some major changes and leaps in my writing. Part of this change will include taking most of Free Me off of Webnovel and these other sites, I will leave maybe the first 2-3 chapters but that is it. Only a couple sites have the option to hold onto Free Me in its completion. Tapas is one of those sites, if we want to keep Free Me online and available for the public, it will have to reach 350 subscribers before April 30th. The link in my bio can take you to Tapas (a site I highly recommend in general) where you can sign up to read comics and novels as well as support Free Me, I also have an invite code you can use to get free currency upon signing up (just ask me for the code in the comments). I also want to get Free Me to 2k reads before it gets taken down! Please help me get Free Me to its highest potential, share the story, comment, vote, subscribe and share on Tapas. Help me get the most out of this before I have to take it down! Thank you for everything you've given during this journey!

In a town that doesn't accept you, do you hide? Or do you fight for yourself and those you love? Can Josh accept himself and save those he cares for?

Everything's a cycle, you know?
The first weeks that after they basically fired me from the hotel, I started to look for a new job. Again. I sent my resume to whatever job opportunity I could find. Again. I felt extremely stressed and anxious every time a company showed me they were interested in me, but I still manage somehow to get job interviews. Again.
But, when I had a job interview scheduled, I started to think for excuses that would make me believe having that job was a bad idea. Things like: "they'd pay you too little," "your workplace would be really far away, and I don't like this neighborhood. I don't want to leave my car here, unprotected, all day long," "your workplace would be one of the most depressing ones I've ever seen," "you don't really know or care about this place," "really? Sales? You, the most introverted person you know, think you'd be good at sales?"
And so on.
Also, I feel sometimes, during the job interviews, I was too honest, and sometimes too dishonest.
And sometimes I just simply forgot about the interview. Well, one time I remembered it… 5 minutes before. And when that happened I wasn't shocked or sad or had a mini heart attack, I was just like "well, it seems I'm not getting that job. Anyway…"
So, yeah…
But then, after I saw some starting publisher was looking for comics and manga artists, I decided to distract myself from my constant failures learning a new useless ability. Again. So I bought some how-to-draw-manga books, some mechanical pencils, a sketchbook and a couple specialized pens for the inking and started to watch some how-to-draw tutorials. 
As the time passed by I began to understand how precise drawing is—a line half a millimeter to the left or right, or a slightly sharper curve could make the different of a really neat drawing or a piece of garbage—and how complex is the world we live in: reality could broke down in infinite shapes that are combined in infinite ways—and it's really important to understand them well to get the light and shadows right—how incredibly complex is the human body, and how incredibly well artist understand it; how artist must understand extremely well what they're drawing, and how you need to practice anything you're drawing—not only any object but parts of the human body, like hands (they're so free and active and important there's an infinite amount of ways to draw them, and an infinite amount of ways to get them wrong, but I like to draw them, though,) legs (they're a little complex because the shape of both the thighs and the calves are a little asymmetrical and change depending on the perspective, and the knees are slightly tilted and pointing outwards,) body proportions (it's just hell to get everything right,) hair (there are an infinite amount of hair types and styles, and you need to make hair strands a little bit varied to make them look natural but I always end up making them exactly the same or extremely similar, so they end up looking weird,) eyes (there are a lot of shapes and sizes, so I always end up drawing the same ones, and I'm really avoiding drawing pupils because they end up looking like serial killers,) eyelashes (believe it or not, I have some problems when it comes to make them look right and not like ugly thorns coming out of someone's eyes,) arms (because they're not just cylinders, they change slightly in size and shape especially in the elbow area,) feet (I have problems to draw them in some specific angles and viewpoints;) and different other things relating to a character, like expressions (there are so many of them, and a lot are so similar it's really easy to draw the wrong one, and at the moment you're about to draw them, you realize you only have a vague idea of how they are, so you start making those expressions while looking at the mirror, or the front screen of your phone,) body language (same thing as the previous one,) and clothing (there are so many different types and styles, and I have a really hard time drawing folds that look natural and express how tight or loose the clothing is.)   
Also I began to understand inking is extremely precise and, for most of the time, a pain in the ass—even if you're the most careful you can be, the chances you'd draw a wrong line and screw everything up are really high, especially with hands. 
It doesn't matter how much time you spend making your drawings as best as you can, they'll immediately look like shit.
Also, I don't know why but, once you inked your whole drawings, you then realize the arms are too long, or the hair was placed too high, or the eyes aren't that aligned, or the eyebrows are too thick, or the nose is a little too big, or the torso was too thin, or too thick, or the legs were too long, or etcetera.
And also also, since I wanna draw comics, I have to choose the size and shape of each panel (and this is more important than you think because it can help your storytelling and the rhythm of it,) the scene, the viewpoint, the character's poses, the backgrounds and etcetera.
What I'm trying to say here is that there's A LOT of variables when it comes to drawing, and I have to master ALL of them.
Anyway, for the next month or so I spent most of my day reading—mostly manga and comic theory books by Will Eisner and Scott McCloud—writing, learning how to draw manga style, watching anime and taking screenshots of characters I wanted to draw—maybe because of their expression, their hairstyle, the light and shadow on their faces, their hands, the folds in their clothing, their body pose, and so on.
Nothing else happened, but at least I haven't felt that happy since ages—I never really thought I could survive as a comic/manga artist, to be honest, but it was nice to forget about everything else and draw.
But I still needed a job, especially when that starting publisher struggled to sell all the comics they started printing.
So I started to look for a job. Again.
Then, one day, I was buying some groceries and, in my way to the checkout, I stumbled with their Funko Pops on sale. Now, I'm not a really big fan of those figures, but I had more than a couple of them at home, so I decided to check them out.
There I found some Yu Yu Hakusho figures—Botan, Kurama, and Hiei. Now, this last one caught my eye because of that "Special Edition" sticker.
Just out of curiosity, I took my phone and checked how much it was selling online—they're normally cheaper there.
But there wasn't anyone selling them in my country—except for some really sketchy post of buy-it-now-and-we'll-order-it-from-China-and-in-a-month-or-two-you'll-receive-the-totally-legit-not-fake-funko-you-ordered.
For me it seemed like a really good business opportunity.
So I bought it and sold it online in two days.
I tripled its price.
But I could totally sell it at a higher price.
And considering taxes and commissions, I didn't get that much, but I still got a good deal, though.
So I had a bad business idea.
How about I started checking everywhere for opportunities like this. Or how about I started buying Funko Pops that were common now, but will definitely increase they value in a year or so—like that Spike Spiegel Funko I decided not to buy a couple years ago, and now it's worth like ten times its original value or something.
Think about it: a business specialized not in selling the same Funko Pops everyone's selling, but the rare ones, the discontinued ones; the kinda place collectors would get the figures they can't find anymore.
It could be a good business opportunity—even though the fact it could be doesn't mean it will be. 
Anyway, I was excited with the idea, so I started dedicating all my mornings to look for rare and cheap Funko Pops—and all my afternoons to read, write and learn how to draw. 
The first day I visited some convenience stores. Some of them had a few ones, but they weren't that interesting—all of them were sold even cheaper everywhere online.
I also visited a geek store near there. They had A LOT of Funkos. Walls and walls of them, so I spent a lot of time looking for the ones I didn't see everywhere/knew they were basically worthless, taking pictures of the interesting ones, looking for them online, asking the clerk about their prices, and getting disappointed because they were expensive. 
Except for one: a Guillermo del Toro Funko Pop!
I didn't know that existed, so I checked online, and they were some on sale, but at a really high price.
When I asked the clerk for the price on that one, he told me it was on clearance.
So I obviously bought it.
I sold it the same day—even though I was almost certain no one would want it.
Then I start buying more and more of those Funkos. At first I just bought the ones that were cheaper than other places and may increase their price in the future—like a SSJ Goku glow in the dark, a Darth Maul, a Jackie Chun Limited Edition.
I then realized I spent a considerable amount of money—but nothing to worry too much about; I just used a big part of my emergency savings, and not my life saving (which I'm not gonna touch for this.)
So I decided to start thinking a little bit more about my investments. I checked online for all the offers available for the franchises that seemed promising to me—you know, Harry Potter, Game of Thrones, Disney, Evangelion, Naruto, Star Wars, and so on. And when I say all, I mean all—we're talking the bottom of the barrel here.
I found a cheap Cowbow Bebop collection—everything except Spike and Ed with Ein—at a really cheap price—but when I bought it the seller backed down because he solved his financial problem that made him offer that part of his personal collection, and I was happy but sad about it.
I also found a cheap Evangelion collection—Summer Convention Asuka, regular Asuka, Shinji, Rei and a bloody Eva Unit 1. The limited Asuka had a little bump on the bottom, but considering the price it was worth it.
Except I already had a bloody Eva Unit 1.
At first I was like: "It's Evangelion, it's a safe investment. And those are exclusives. They're gonna increase their price in no time."
And then I was like: "Maybe, but I don't need two of them. Besides, the Eva I have right now has a free change or refund warranty from the site—the country's equivalent to eBay." 
So I bought that guy's collection.
Then I waited its arrival—all the figures were in really good conditions, even the Convention Asuka, whose bump wasn't that big of a deal—checked both Evas and returned the one in the least great condition—which was the one I had in the first place. 
The company that sold me the first one asked me why I wanted the refund, and I said I didn't need it anymore or something like that. Then they just texted me: "well, we'll losing money for the return shipment, but it's fine."
That same day, I received a couple Funkos I bought online from different sellers—a Rock Lee and an Itachi. The last one even came with a protector box—you know, the plastic and transparent ones that are supposed to keep your Funko in pristine conditions. 
But underneath the protector box I could see the Funko's box was kinda broken.
Irony, I know.
When I tried to return it, I realize this one didn't have the free change & refund warranty, so I had talk to the seller and convince him to change my product for free. 
And the seller was none other than the one of the passive-aggressive text.
So, I sent them the most apologetic message I could write.
They just told me to return the Funko and gave me a refund.
And that was that.
Then I came to the conclusion I still wasn't investing and managing my improvised store smartly enough, so I made an Excel file with all the items I considered interesting from all the stores and sites I visited: it had their price; the lowest price I could sell it in different sites—the eBay equivalent, Amazon (I'm currently working to be a seller there, but it's not that easy,) Facebook Marketplace, and maybe eBay (I still have to check out everything about that site, though, but it seems really worth it)—considering taxes, shipping and the site's commission; the suggested price to sell it in each site with a moderate profit margin; the profit margin I would be earning depending on the price I decided to sell it; the lowest prices from the competitors from each site; the profit margin I would be making if I sold it at those prices.
Also the file had my inventory and all the data about profit, competitor's prices, suggested price, etcetera.
It also has a simple calculator with all that data so I could check really quickly if an offer was worth my interest or not.
I know, I know, that's what Excel's for, and most people could do something way better in a blink of an eye.
But this is something I made with no job experience in that regard. 
I haven't used Excel since college.
And I think I did pretty well, so I'm proud of myself.
Anyway, when I finish preparing this improvised business maybe I'd need to get a job to get some money to invest—and to recover my previous investment, and to save a little... if I can.

So maybe I'll have to start the job-looking cycle once again.

Becoming a hikikomori has nothing to do with rejecting society or having trouble adapting. It’s about emptiness.

She was Gong Li, a famous animator who would be called the Dawn of Chinese Animation in the future!
Some years later, she would launch a movement to reject making comics in a capital-run and studio-run environment. The campaign would return the copyright to the comic artists, and give aesthetics to comic lovers. The campaign was huge and won the support of comic lovers all over the world.
The movement was quite successful and influential.
The same year, countless excellent comic artists emerged in China, and the stagnant comic book industry ushered in a rebirth. That year was also called the first year of Chinese comics.
When Gong Li hung up the phone, she was still a little confused. Did Shen Xi just use reverse psychology on her?
However, even if it was reverse psychology, she was still happy.
The little beauty's art style simply ticked all the boxes. She was just too good!
After Shen Xi talked to Gong Li, she called Yuan Yu. "Brother, I found a comic artist called Gong Li. She'll report to the company tomorrow."
Then, she briefly talked to him about the requirements needed to be the largest online comic platform in China, and give comic artists a free and equal creative environment.
In the comic industry, there would be a lot on the plate once the comic started to take off. There was publishing, games, animation, film and television, and even spin-offs. The benefits were plenty of benefits.
Yuan Yu had a headache. "Are you planning to monopolize all the entertainment industries?"
Shen Xi said, "You can leave Gong Li to her own devices. Let her do whatever she wants, and give her anything she wants too. You don't have to worry about anything else."
Yuan Yu. "You just met her. Why do you trust her so much?"
Shen Xi smiled. "If you use a person, don't suspect them."
Yuan Yu treated her as a treasure. With his position as a major shareholder, he listened to her. What else could he do? "Okay, I'll take care of it. You can rest assured!"
"Brother, do you remember that I told you about this person called Yu Yuanxi in my school? I might bring him to the company in the near future. It's for that movie that I mentioned before."
"Don't rush. The audition for the film's lead role is next month!"
"Thank you."
"I'm your brother. Stop being so courteous with me."
Shen Xi hung up the phone, got off the bus, and returned home. The first thing she did was run and climb the wall.
A thick layer of snow had fallen in the big boss's yard. The plum blossoms were already about to bloom, and the smell had gotten stronger.
The door to the living room was closed and the gate was locked.
He was not at home.
Shen Xi ran down and put down her schoolbag, and began to roll snowballs in the yard.
The snow had not stopped and continued to fall all afternoon, but it did not reach her calf. She soon rolled a big, round snowball.
There were no professional snow carving tools at home, so she took her art knives and scrapers.
Even without looking at the drawing, she just had to close her eyes to see what he looked like in front of her.
Shen Xi's hands were deft and dexterous like the hands of God, flying and carving. In less than an hour, the work was completed.
The 'Li Yuan' in front of her did not have the cold and icy appearance of the past. Even if he smiled, it was fleeting and hard to capture.
The man's features were delicate and three-dimensional. When he smiled, it was devastatingly attractive, and whoever saw it was bound to feel happy.
Shen Xi squatted in front of 'him', holding her chin to admire her masterpiece and smiling like a little fool. No one knew what went in her mind, but her small hand patted 'his' head as she mumbled to herself, "See, I told you that you look much better when you smile."


In her past life, Shen Xi always longed for love and validation from her parents, members of the wealthy Su family. Unfortunately, the attention that she yearned for was stolen by the family’s fake heiress – her elder sister, Su Ruowan. 
As a result of Su Ruowan’s evil plans, Shen Xi was crippled, disfigured and eventually died of leukemia. However, in a surprising turn of events, Shen Xi was reborn. Returned to the time when she was a seventeen-year-old teenager, she’ll set things right and get her revenge against the Su family. 


Wu Ji and his team went to Japan for an Asian MMA training camp. In addition to the training, there's a few friendship games and regular competitions, too.
The fighting conditions in Japan were considered very good in Asia, featuring both an excellent social foundation and atmosphere, as well as plenty of competition experience. Kyoto, especially, is the best site for large fight competitions in Asia outside of Macau.
When Wu Tong realized Wu Ji was going to Japan — and after finding out about events at the Singapore airport — she instantly called Meng Fan. It sounded like Meng Fan was staying a few days in Japan, so she instantly thought of having Meng Fan find Wu Ji.
She was still worried for Meng Fan!
While she was proud of Meng Fan, she was still concerned. She was afraid there was an organization behind the hijacking; if they found out Meng Fan's identity, they'd do him harm. Yet Meng Fan was so relaxed he still wanted to be out in Japan, which wouldn't be as safe as China. 
She heard previously that Meng Fan was going to Japan after Singapore — something to do with manga — now that Meng Fan told her the same thing, she didn't want to force him to come back to China. However, she still ordered Meng Fan to stay at the hotel and not go anywhere before Wu Ji's arrival.
After some more conversation, Wu Tong could hear Meng Fan was checking into the hotel, so she hung up.
The lobby for the Aman Kyoto Hotel was on the 33rd floor. The tallest part of the lobby was almost 30 meters high, crossing six levels, and proved to be a stunning sight when you looked up.
The interior of the hotel lobby featured a distinctive style similar to Japanese lanterns, presenting a different effect with the light and shadows, depending on the time of day. It was very unique.
The huge lobby offered check-in services as well as meals and drinks. One could enjoy an afternoon tea, all meals, plus drinks and coffee and more. In the afternoons and evenings, female artists in kimonos would play piano and provide art performances.
To Meng Fan, the most striking thing about the lobby, other than the grandiose size, was its symmetry.
When he was checking in, the employee offered him a welcome drink and hot towel. Then, he was led upstairs.
His second eldest sister, Meng Cailian, reserved a luxury suite of almost 80 sqm for him. Divided into a bedroom, lounge, office, and bathroom, the room was large and comfortable.
Since Meng Fan was Chinese, the employee taking him upstairs was bilingual in Chinese and Japanese. After she explained the facilities of the room and other services, she left after delivering a welcome letter, snacks, and a room entry card.
The entry card was built into a belt buckle and could be worn on his waist when he went out to prevent losses and make it easy to carry. Of course, this belt buckle was a custom design and made an ordinary belt look quite upscale.
What if you didn't have a belt?
Then you could put the entry card wherever you liked.
After Meng Fan closed the door, the first thing he did was take a shower. It had been more than 24 hours since he last bathed, not to mention the six-hour-plus flight he just had.
"Ahh, this is nice."
Meng Fan walked into the bathroom and turned to the right, which had a toilet next to the double counter. There's plenty of room in the bathroom; other than a shower and a jacuzzi, there's also a sauna.
All of the toiletry products in the bathroom were the Aman Kyoto Hotel brand, with great quality and a full selection.
After a shower, Meng Fan started soaking in the jacuzzi.
Then, he sweated for ten minutes in the sauna. So relaxing!
If Meng Fan wanted, a phone call would bring a massage therapist, male or female. Female therapists would undoubtedly be pretty; however, they were medical therapists, and there's nothing funny with their services.
After a relaxing time in the bathroom, Meng Fan ordered a meal and went toward the TV console in front of the bed.
The TV was hidden inside the console and could be moved up or down.
Behind the TV console was a minibar. After he opened it, he saw all kinds of beverage containers for tea, wine, coffee, and others. There was a fridge full of soft drinks, water, milk, and juice, all of which were free and were refilled daily. If one drank them all and wanted more, it could be refilled for free as well. In fact, if you didn't want the drinks in the minibar, handmade coffee could be delivered to you.
The environment was amazing; the service was comprehensive. After all, this hotel charged more than 100,000 Japanese Yen per day.
This time of year wasn't the peak tourism season, so the hotel charged 120,000 to 130,000 Yen for this kind of room. If it was the peak season, a smaller room would run to more than 10,000 Chinese yuan.
When it came to peak and off-peak tourism seasons in Japan, there was an interesting theory. For all southeast Asian countries including Japan, the peak and off-peak seasons depended largely on whether the Chinese people had holidays.
In a little while, Meng Fan's meal was delivered. It was a two-people dinner as requested. The food looked beautiful, the kind some girls would take photos of before reluctantly eating. The taste wasn't bad.
Meng Fan wasn't in the habit of checking food for poison. He inhaled the food quickly, then he started pacing in the hotel suite.
Even if Wu Tong didn't give the order, Meng Fan didn't plan to go out. He didn't even want to go to a CV meet and greet in the afternoon.
Why?
He was staying in to draw manga!
By now, he had +12 points in comic book Settings and Scriptwriting attributes. The story in his mind had been plotted over and over. He also had an outline and many sources of pictures, so he wanted to focus and draw today. He planned to have an opening chapter before visiting Shueisha Comics and Kodansha Comics — he wanted to submit his manuscript! 
There were also 10 points in attributes he didn't assign yet.
Meng Fan started thinking of how to assign them.
The 10 points weren't too many, but they weren't too few either.
Wait!
Meng Fan remembered something else. He hadn't completed [100 Champion Honor Points] yet. If he got this title, he'd receive +3 points in Drawing skill, Settings, and Scriptwriting as rewards in attributes.
Currently, in his bank card, in addition to the 500,000 yuan from Bai Zhi, he also got paid for the royalties from 8th Station streaming platform last month. In addition, there were the 100,000 dollars in reward from the airport and Japanese airline, which was given to Meng Fan after a conversion to Chinese yuan, so he definitely had more than a million yuan now.
He made money so he could spend it.
Meng Fan was perfectly happy using the one million yuan to get nine properties. Strictly speaking, it was 500,000 yuan; after all, half of what he rewarded him belonged to himself.
He logged onto his account on Penguin Animation and Comics Online, and in a flash, he added 100 million Penguin Bucks into his account!
He was going to use them all on "There's a Spirit Underground" but thought it was too selfish.
He clicked on "Create New Work" in the publishing platform. After careful consideration, he entered the name of his original comic, "Legend of the Mountains and Seas," and uploaded a book cover he drew earlier. Now the book was ready for review.
Meng Fan called his editor, Yixin, asking him to help review and approve the book.


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.

"This… the mystical realm of Assassin's Creed is about assassins…" Elina who wore the hooded assassin's outfit asked curiously, "Does it mean that the World of Warcraft is about…"
She glanced at the direction of Dusk Forest with a frightened look. "Magical beasts?!"
[TL Note: World of Warcraft was translated into World of Magical Beasts in Chinese]
"Is it a mystical realm for magical beasts to experience life?!" Elina exclaimed.
"Not likely…" The elves were also puzzled. However, they knew that this shop, which had released an assassin-focused mystical realm and then the East Continent style mystical realm, was unique and thus couldn't completely rule out this possibility.
"What nonsense are you talking about?!" Mr. Fang's face twitched.
"You'll know when the cinematic trailer is released!"
…
Obviously, the players in the old shops had also gotten the news.
By now, Lingyun Academy of Jiuhua City had established new standards for the disciples in the four houses. But still, Xu Zixin and Shen Qingqing, two of the first group of players in the shop, were about to graduate from the academy.
Meanwhile, people like Nalan Mingxue, Song Qingfeng, and even fatty Wang Tai had entered the Earth House and became senior students in the academy.
Due to the booming sales of the official novel of Diablo 2, Shen Qingqing now had a part-time job as a writer and was quite famous.
"Time flies, right? Qingqing," Xu Zixin said with a new communication jade in her hand. "We'll soon graduate."
"Um…?" Shen Qingqing froze when she casually glanced at her communication jade.
"What's it, Qingqing?"
"The shop owner replied to my message about the new game!" Shen Qingqing said in pleasant surprise, "In addition…"
"In addition??"
"The shop owner plans to release new official novels and… um… comics?"
Some games in the shop such as the Legend of Sword and Fairy series focused on the main plot of the story. However, other games had good stories which were overshadowed by other great features, and these games included Diablo 2 and Dungeon Fighter Online.
[Big news! Big news!] In the big group chats such as the Legend of Sword and Fairy and Mr. Fang's Group Tour, Shen Qingqing posted the news, [The shop owner revealed that the next game is called World of Warcraft, a massively online game just like the Legend of Mir 2 and Dungeon Fighter Online! It's not a single-player game!]
"According to the newest information, Dungeon Fighter Online might get an updated version!"
"A massively online game named World of Warcraft?!"
"An updated version of Dungeon Fighter Online?"
Jiang Xiaoyue yelled, "How did you all know it?! How come I know nothing about it?!"
She was angry!
"Don't fight! What's this World of Warcraft about?!" The person making the comment was Xi Qi, a veteran player and one of Song Qingfeng's classmate. "Does it mean that the world is full of demons and wild beasts?"
…
In the Post Bar, many posts appeared on the forum, and some of them were titled, [Hot Headline: The Imminent New Game Is a Massively Online Game!] and [I'm Buddies with Mr. Fang Series: The Detailed Analysis of World of Warcraft with Potential Trailer Leaking out Before the Official Release]
"…" Mr. Fang looked puzzled. I only revealed the name, and you guys came up with a detailed analysis? With a trailer?!
Mr. Fang even clicked the link. When the video played, he saw a yellow mouse yelling, "Pikapika!"
"…" Mr. Fang's face darkened and thought, Damn! What a clickbait!
Then, he deleted the post and banned the user who posted it.
…
Meanwhile, a big event seemed to have happened in the neighboring Stan Nation. The imprisoned assassins were rescued by a group of people who claimed to be from the Brotherhood.
Similar things were happening in other areas frequently as well.
"Damn it! These damn people!" Meanwhile, Head Priest Cesare of the Judgement Godly Palace in the Stan Nation was enraged and had shattered everything that he could see.
…
"Hahahaha! Another group of morons clicked my link!" In the Half City Shop, a black cloud reached out two arms condensed from black mist and clapped while laughing. "Is Pokémon interesting? I…"
Before he could finish, Ning Bi who was sitting at the computer across from him yelled, "Smirk Face Emoji, you're banned!"
"Pu-! Who?! Who did it?!"
…
"According to the shop owner, an online game means that the players from different shops can enter the same big mystical realm…?" The players in the new shop were talking among themselves while sitting on couches. "It's said that before the World of Warcraft is released, the shop will connect us with the players from other shops through the internet…?"
"Ugh? Is this shop very famous in the East Continent?" Sala asked curiously.
"I suppose it is," Elder Sewell said while thinking, "Resident Evil, Assassin's Creed, and the Legend of Sword and Fairy are all huge projects. I think this shop must be a very big agent for games… It's no wonder that it doesn't take names of any workshops."
"It's said that the creator of World of Warcraft is… um… the Blizzard Workshop? Is it better than the previous ones?"
The players who hadn't finished the Legend of Sword and Fairy 4 were still battling in the game. As the earliest group of players, the elves and knights had finished the game and thus had more free time on hand.
Whenever they had time, these people would gather at the lounge area with a mug of Cappuccino and talk about the new game.
"It's said that the shop will release the trailer of the new game tomorrow," Sala said in boredom, "Why isn't it released today?! I can't wait to watch it!"
"It won't be released on the big screen until tomorrow at noon," Elder Sewell added in frustration, "Can't it be released in the morning?"
"Ohoho!" Dwarf Elder Sauk sat on a couch with a few other stocky dwarves. "Eastern alchemy is miraculous. Oh, I should call it artifact-making skills. I look forward to trying this new mystical realm! I think I should recommend it to my people in the Black Iron Castle."
Although the dwarves couldn't change their profession and become artifact masters, they could get inspired and learn a few things from this new field of knowledge.
"I've sent a message back home, Elder Sauk." Elder Sewell sipped her Cappuccino and said mildly, "Please don't tell too many people about it. Otherwise, we'll have no seats for ourselves!"
"Sorry, guys!" Old Mage Adolf walked up from behind them and said, "I think our magic communication system has spread the news all over the world! At least… many mages have gotten the news."
"You can see the effects." He said as he pointed at the big group of new customers who came to the shop after watching Mr. Fang's livestream of artifact making.
"I think… tomorrow, the customers in this shop will double. Get prepared, old friends!"


We’ve had systems that help the MCs make pills, steal skills from legendary masters, and even be forced to show off to earn points, but what about a system that allows one to run a virtual reality internet cafe, featuring all the classic games?

Our MC awakens in a new world (Truck-kun strikes again) and finds himself with a mysterious system that allows him to run a fully self-sufficient virtual reality internet cafe! What? Opening an internet cafe in a cultivator world? You can now surf the internet, watch dramas, and play video games?!

One Emperor Warrior cried after visiting MC’s shop, “Damn, Blizzard completes my life!”
Another Yuan River Realm cultivator gasped after drinking Sprite, “What is this sorcery?” 

What else did the MC bring to the cultivator world? Come join us on this adventure as Fang Qi faces off against cultivation sects and major forces with his collection of modern treasures.

The little blue Corvette idles on the street in front of Cosmo's Comics & Café, but I'm reluctant to get out. The fog's already lifted from the city and temperatures are above fifty-five. It's set to become a beautiful day in the Bay. I have three spectacular friends waiting inside on plush couches with a sugary breakfast of French toast smothered with caramel and chocolate. Four months ago I'd be out of the car by now. Today my feet won't move in their direction. I love my friends, but there's someone better beside me.

"You'll call me when you girls finish for the day, right?" Ryland turns on the hazard lights, the little dings with each blink filling in our silence.

I blow out a breath against the window, fogging up a small area, which quickly disappears. "Yeah."

"You're going to be late."

Aspen texted me last night with news she had a surprise for us this morning. I don't like surprises. At least surprises I don't know about in advance. "We could go back to your place and play DR." I try to tempt him to drive away.

"Is everything okay?" he asks, not taking me up on the offer.

"Yeah." More condensation builds on the window only to dissipate as fast.

Ryland leans over placing a hand on the back of my neck, his fingers caught in a few strands of hair. "You love your girl time on Sundays. Since Aspen took over Cosmo's we men have been relegated to Finn's place."

"Well she wasn't allowed to have all of us over at one time per her old rules, so really that's your fault." I laugh and put my hand on the door handle, the closest I've come to leaving. "And don't let Finn fool you. The guys hang out at Cosmo's on Sunday mornings every once and a while. He just doesn't want to get out of his pajamas this early most weekends." I totally understand.

"That sounds like Finn." He pulls me closer. "Go enjoy the nice couches and gossip, but no pillow fights or whatever else you girls might do together. You'll give the nerds heart attacks."

"Okay." I shake my head a few times at him. "I'll make sure to let Aspen know our clothes have to stay on this week."

I close the distance between us expecting a quick peck on the lips, but Ryland pulls me toward him. My heart picks up and I fist the fabric of his white shirt stopping any retreat. He bites my lower lip as he pulls away, his lips tipped up smiling down at me before he lets go.

It's the sendoff I needed. "Saucy, Tiger." I release his shirt and pat it down, and then I open the door and step out to the sidewalk before I change my mind.

I refuse to stand on the street and watch him drive away, so once his hazard lights shut off, I turn and walk into Cosmo's.

The comic shop we've spent Sundays at since the weather turned too cold for Aspen is bright and airy for the small space it encompasses. The smell of coffee permeates the area. Exposed brick lines both walls, a large window and front door taking up the space at the entrance. To the left running most of the way along, there's a checkout and section for customers to order coffee and other hot drinks. The right wall's filled with metal shelving to display the comic book dolls and other boxed items. The middle of the store toward the front is stacked full of tall white box structures holding hundreds, maybe thousands, of various comics separated out by maker and then series.

Most of these areas are easy to overlook, but the back of the room draws my attention. Along the back wall, a few feet from a door marked employees only, three thick orange-ish colored couches form a half circle with a thick coffee table placed in the middle.

Tucked away from the two customers pawing through the stacks of comics wait Aspen, Amanda, and Simone as I suspected. Each claimed a couch as their own and I throw myself down on the opposite end of Aspen's. Her thick winter coat fills the empty space between us and I remove my purple San Francisco fleece and lay it on top.

"The next time you two try to make a porno on the street, let me know. I bet I'd make millions if I posted it online." She reaches to the coffee table and grabs a green mug, passing it to my waiting hand.

I breathe across the top to help cool the coffee with the one sugar she knows I need. "You saw, huh?"

"The whole street saw." Simone's eyes widen and she pulls on her blue sweater pretending to cool down. "It was hot."

Trey's right. We've definitely corrupted his sweet and innocent woman. I'm kind of proud how quickly it happened.

"So you two are like... a thing now... officially? A PDA kind of couple?" Aspen watches my face for any hint of a lie, but it's wasted effort. I'm not going to even try.

I pull out my cell phone. "Yes."

"Yes? That's all you have for us?" Amanda asks.

"Don't worry. She'll slip sooner or later and then we'll get our answers." Aspen answers for me pulling up one of the free comic books Jason, the store owner, leaves on the coffee table. She feigns interest in whoever the big green guy is fighting this edition.

She drops the comic within a minute and the conversation flows to important topics, such as why the food delivery is late and her weekly Finn update. He's still a nerd and they're grossly in love.

When nothing exciting comes up, even when Amanda shares her latest dating story, I reach for my phone out of habit and end up texting Ryland.

Me: You need tinted windows.

His response is almost immediate.

Ryland: I'll get right on that, Kitten.

I start to text back my standard complaint to not call me Kitten, the reply as much a part of our standard conversation as the nickname, but Aspen perks up and I draw my attention to where she stares out the large glass front window.

"Oh, good the food's here." Aspen tracks a guy as he walks past the front and opens the door.

My mouth started salivating before I walked in this morning and I've been impatiently waiting for someone to feed me since I sat down. Monday through Saturday I'm iffy on the whole breakfast meal, but Sundays... Sundays are the day where we call it brunch and use it as an excuse to stuff our faces with sugary goodness. Most weekends the promise of Tahiti French toast is the one reason I get out of bed.



A contemporary romance series full of hot nerds from USA TODAY Bestselling Author Megan Matthews. 
San Francisco is heating up this summer.

With grad school under my belt I’m ready to start the next chapter of my life. San Francisco is a brand-new city. I have an amazing apartment, a new job, family, and friends to keep me occupied. Life in the city will be easy. Or at least it would if I could figure out why my heart skips a beat every time I see my hot neighbor.

Handsome, funny, and always around right when I need him, Finnegan McRyan is my own personal knight in shining armor. The tousled hair and sexy glasses don’t hurt his appeal either. Finn acts like the perfect man, but there’s something about him that has me questioning if it’s too good to be true.
Can I count on him when it really matters or is Finn using his good guy image to hide the truth?
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