In the year 2083 in a dystopian cyberpunk Detroit. A fixer dubbed Nomad is caught up in a job gone wrong. In need of new limbs and eye. He agrees to undergo a new software implant prototype to get a discount on his new prosthetics. Little did he know this software is going to bring him from the neon lit slums to the top of the world. 

[Welcome to the Cyberpunk System. You are going to become immortal and unstoppable by way of machines! Isn’t that wonderful?]

The one from future cyberpunk world gets into the fantasy world and the truths about it

"You don't scare me," said Adham. "All the ones I went up against in the past said the same thing. "All of them shared the same fate." Death." said Zetsu. Zetsu crunched his hands into fists and ran towards Adham. Adham dodged all of his attacks without breaking a sweat. He couldn't break a sweat. It was too cold. He shoved his finger inside of Zetsu"s chest. Blood started to pour out of his chest staining his orange and black stripes. Zetsu clenched his teeth and grabbed Adham by the neck picking him up slowly. As he was about to snap his neck, Adham released a great deal of energy from hid body which made Zetsu fly into the wall. Zetsu vomited up blood and collapsed on the ground. Adham slowly descended to the ground. Purple aura generated around Adham"s body. Zetsu stood on his feet and wiped the remnants of blood from his mouth. "That was a cheap shot," said Zetsu. Zetsu clasped his hands together and sky-blue aura vegan gathering around his hands. Suddenly his claws turned incredibly sharp. Before Zetsu could react, he was punched repeatedly in his stomach. Adham picked up Zetsu"s one-ton body and slammed him on the ground You are making this harder and harder on yourself tiger man." said Adham. Zetsu jumped on his feet and hopped ten feet away from Adham. "I underestimated you," said Zetsu. Zetsu gathered sky blue aura around his body. The ground began shaking and rumbling. Rocks began circling around his body. Adham unwrapped the bandages from around his giant sword and held it with one hand. His giant sword weighed 2 tons. When Adham was about to unleash the power of his giant sword, the giant door behind him began opening, releasing incredibly powerful winds that were very cold. Adham's giant sword was blown out of his hand blowing into the air. Zetsu took the advantage and punched Adham in the face breaking his jaw like a toothpick. The force of the punch sent him flying through the Chosen Mountain, crashing into a statue which crumbled. The monks opened the door just in time. All the monks of the Chosen Mountain had incredible power but only use it when a powerful foe stood in their way.

Maddox"s Location...

Maddox just returned to The Realm Of Valadin. He wanted revenge. He would not have the likes of a machine to defeat him. It was unforgivable. He landed in a field that created a giant crater with fire and smoke rising out of it. He landed on an Island 2,000 kilometers from the CyberPunk Dokan Jungle. What Maddox didn't know was that the island he landed on was taken over by Acute Dark"s Soulless Troopers. The island was once lively and populated by humanoid creatures that went by the name of Villefort. The Soulless Troopers only arrived five days ago. Blood, limbs, and organs laid all over the place. Flies and bugs snacked on the rotting meat of the Villefort"s. When Maddox was about to leave the island he was confronted by two Soulless Troopers. "Well, well." "If it isn't The Fisherman or shall I say Maddox The Fifth." said both of The Soulless Troopers. Acute Dark"s voice projected out of the Soulless Trooper's mouth. Maddox crunched his teeth tightly and crunched hid hands into fists. "How did find out what my real name is?" said Maddox.  Isn't it fucking obvious? " I am an AI." I know all my greatest enemies real names, assets, and all their deepest secrets. "I can make your life a living hell," said Acute Dark. "Since you are here I can end your life." Both Soulless Troopers ran towards Maddox. Maddox stuck his finger out and fired a beam at the two Soulless Troopers. An explosion occurred an both of the Soulless Troopers were destroyed. Their pieces were sent flying all over the place. Suddenly Maddox turned around and saw more Soulless Troopers approaching. Maddox didn't have time to kill Soulless Troopers. They posed as a threat but they weren't important at the moment. He jumped into the water and swam back to The CyberPunk Dokan Jungle. However, The Soulless Troopers followed Maddox. Acute Dark placed AI form in The Titan. The Walking Machine Titan.  The Walking Machine Titan was Cornelius"s fourth giant machine used in the Third Great War. However, the fourth great machine was destroyed and sunk to the bottom of The Death Sea. Recently The Walking Machine Titan was pulled out of the Death Sea and many repairs were made on it. The Walking Machine Titan was now at least 20 times more powerful. The Walking Machine Titan would go up against The Towering Mecha which was also created by Cornelius. 

Cross's Location...

Cross and his friends and family were now heading to the Chosen Mountain. Orion was the reason for this. They went inside the ship they arrived in and headed for The Chosen Mountain. The ship was placed on autopilot and Sarah prepared food for everyone to eat. They hadn't eaten anything since they arrived at the CyberPunk Dokan Jungle. Sarah prepared pasta, that had over a pound of butter and cheese in it. Sarah always overdid it when she cooked food. She used many ingredients! If a normal person ate Sarah's food every day they would get a heart attack. Everyone ate Sarah's food and patiently waited for the ship to arrive in The Isle Of Zero Degree's Celsius. When the ship arrived in The Isle Of Zero Degree's Celsius it caught the attention of the battle sabretooth cats. The Isle Of Zero's Degrees Celsius had two sequencings. One part was called Frosty which was were Hydra the ultimate weapon was behind created. Frosty was however surrounded by a giant wall. The other part of the Isle Of Zero Degrees Celsius was Cold Hands. Cold Hands was were Cross, Sarah, Jesse, John, Orion, Lucia, Akashiri, and Naomi landed. This was also where The Chosen Mountain was.

One fateful encounter with an extraterrestrial being leaves a man named Cross with inhuman powers and abilities. What will Cross do when he finds out international criminal organizations and government agencies want to dissect him and use the powers of the being for their own evil use? Join the adventure!!!!!!!!!!

The First letter
The Writer 


Dear Margaret:

I'm writing to tell you the story I promised you, pay close attention and don't forget a single name.

Even Loren was lying in his office on his comfortable sofa-bed, letting glorious prose of free speech and gender equality escape his lips, when Cohen, his writer, was already uneasy about his bold words and exclaimed to him:

___ Young man, do you think it's appropriate to write all that?    I mean, the censorship law forbids talking about such controversial topics - why are you interrupting me?  - Even replied to his writer.


___ Should I censor my words to hide the truth that many refuse to recognize even though they are not blind to it? 

 
___ My lord, that is not...  - Even interrupted him and replied again:


___ Cohen, I did not bring you here to also question what my eyes cannot see, but still, even I am not so blind to understand.  What I'm saying is exactly what I want you to write, do you understand?

Loren was a young man of character, dedicated to writing in body and soul; what a misfortune it was for him to be born blind. 

 Even Loren was born in 1886, in the golden years of Cyber-industrialization (it was Cyberpunk).  The world was not ready for so many changes, so everyone suffered a drastic confrontation with the new futuristic reality in which they were.  However, despite the technological changes they were undergoing, the era of floating cruises, they still retained the same creeds and taboos that held their advanced society back within a time loop.  They retained the same labels and social classes; the same beliefs and moral concepts.  Fashion stagnated in the Renaissance era.  Controversies over new ideas prevented them from continuing.  They lived with the same problems of acceptance and pedagogical advances.  A new era began very early for the seven kingdoms of Algon (name of the continent)

The Loren family became billionaires after investing a small amount of money in the new trend of the moment; cars.  All the noble families wanted complete car collections, and they didn't want just any car in their collections, they wanted those of the Loren brand.  The Loren family car line had gained a high prestige. 

 On Even Loren's twenty-third birthday, his mother Carli Loren fell into despair when she assumed that there was no alpha who wanted to commit himself to such a blind burden as her son. 

Then Carli screamed:

___ What are we going to do with him?!

Her husband was concentrating on his poker game, she said:

___ Are you asking me?  - he said with a smile on his face.

Carli, quite upset, turned round and replied:

___ Who the hell would I be asking then?  - She pointed to her son with her right hand and said;

___ Him?  - she said with a lot of irony in her words.  Then, Even in the middle of the climax said to his mother:

___ Lady, I'm blind, not deaf, I can't see why you have to talk like I'm not here. 

___ Even!  - She exclaimed 

___ Don't you understand what this means to you?  To reach such an advanced age without a suitor, oh for the gods!  - she said with her hand on her chest.  Even did not see the seriousness of the matter, so he answered her:

___ Not everyone needs a fiancé to feel complete, Mom; not everyone is like you. 

His mother frowned and replied:

___ Everyone could say that except you, Even.  Son, dear, a complete person could live alone for the rest of their life if they so chooses, don't you remember old John?  He preferred to live on his own with his fortune and nothing else.  But you...  you wouldn't be complete with anyone at your side. 

After she said such hurtful words, she left.  Even's father, Augustín, left his poker and stared out the window of his house in silence.  He had never heard so much noise among so much silence until that day.

Even Loren is a strong omega who likes to write and learn new things. How unfair to be born blind. However, his life may change with a unexpected friendship with another omega really different to him.

Actually, it was only last year that Jun and Grandpa Zen met. Thinking about it. It was already about 6 months after December ends. Now, it was June of 2030 since there was this homeless man seen lying on a pile of garbage.
Hais, Grandpa Zen must have also been feeling lost that day. Waking up in a completely unknown world. Feeling of being stared at like some animal in a zoo. He said that he was too old and he only remembered being here, he said that everything was so unfamiliar whether it was the buildings, structures, technology, or the people here.
So, I thought maybe he was just like me, forgotten or disliked by his family? Or some other reason? Maybe he was just lost and short of memory? But he was very sharp in detecting small things, he could know where I go just by observing my clothes, appearance, etc.
Oh and another thing, what was that again? Did he say something like a r-race? Un, Unon? No… Oh yes Unknown! He said that why was everyone an unknown in here. He really was strange but he was a good guy despite being short of his words.
Of course, I led him around, I cannot just bear to see him walk around in this area like I used to. Or maybe I just liked the thought to have someone to talk to and to be with. Excluding my boss that saved me from the black zone of this city, where I ended up being a slave to some big boss of a triad.
In the black zone, at first, I didn't like being forced to something, but there was no choice. But I was in luck, I came to like having a computer  in my hand and  it became natural however I didn't like showing my ability to them.
So, I pretended like an average lackey of theirs, although my line of work in them only involves handling simple transactions over the Internet. They thought I knew how to work on gadgets, well at least a kid as early as my age they thought I could be useful. Sometimes I would mess up a thing  or two but not that big or else I'll be shot, it would at least result in a beat down making lots of bruises on my body. There were like 4-9 beside me in the transaction group all are adults.
They didn't know that I learned different things as I work day and night. It was the only thing I know and could do at that point. Of course, that was back then.
So, long story short, Grandpa Zen and I are like family, for half a year he never said anything about wanting to leave. He never said anything and never mind living like a homeless man but we are not beggars. But that was it, I was used to this although Uncle Ren was willing to provide lodging for 'us' even.
Grandpa Zen and I lived liked nomads, but for I lived in this part of the city for like half of my life, I know many places. But for many places, I cannot always reject Uncle Ren's gracious offer, his place was truly low-key first class and I liked the food in his kitchen.
Thinking again, Hmmm, I sure did saw Grandpa eat earlier. Never mind we would just meet at the old place. Hehe, Uncle Ren allowed me to eat anything right? It wouldn't matter if I brought it all. Jun was smiling like on cloud nine walking with plastic bags on his hand. Grandpa and I would have a great dinner later hehehe.
Walking down on Crown Avenue, Jun was almost like seeing the other side of another kind of world. There are tall buildings, neon lights everywhere, vehicles with different a configuration, all in all, it was like living in a cyberpunk society. Clothing of the people here is very personal, stylish, modern, and some are strange like those of Grandpa Zen that's why he looks normal aside from his appearance.
Jun was really fascinated and at the same time a bit afraid of stepping on to that world once again. That world was very complicated, underneath the white zone he was seeing that has been shown to him that there is a very dark and horrible reality in this society.
Although Jun seldom go outside of Crown Avenue to make errands and take action for his 'work'. He never stayed there for a long time, even if he knew that he was already safe and free. He only knew and stay at places that are secluded and protected like Crown Avenue, it has a white-zone like treatment. Uncle Ren said that there was a high ranking noble in that avenue that liked a solidarity life.
Ahhh… Snow. It always reminds me of that day…
Jun was exactly between the boundary of Crown Avenue and the other kind of place. Looking up in the gray sky, he saw countless white flakes falling down. Snow… It really reminds me of everything huh. The adoption, abandonment, slavery, and being free. It was always snowing in every significant part of my life, I do not know if I would hate it or not…
Jun lost track of time, as he strolled around when he reaches the other side. It was really amazing here… I wonder what it's like to live like them.
Jun stopped his tracks for a moment as he scans the surroundings. Maybe… Maybe Grandpa Zen would like this? Alright! Then we would just go together  when we meet, after all, we never tried things of the norm.
Jun started walking again but the direction has changed. After all, he was just strolling around and never meant to go that way. Actually, Jun just turned towards a random alleyway on the side to avoid the crowd.
Halfway through in his tracks, he was put to a stop. The crowd around him made a very loud noise simultaneously, they were now counting together as the screens in the whole area blackened out and replaced by numbers.
"1!"
"2!"
"3!"
"4!"
"5!"
"Woooh!" some are cheering and others howling most are young adults, some between the same age as Jun, of course, there are still adults joining.
"Virtual Reality: Crown, Beta Test Over?" Jun read in his mind as he saw  the virtual projection in the air. Time seems like stopped for him. His facial expression was covered by his long hair, but if you see underneath it, a light in his eyes was shining.
Snow… I really do not know if I would be happy or sad, but right now I am hopeful.

“Leave that boy alone.” A deep voice of a man echoed as the door opened to a dark room. A young boy was sitting in front of a computer, his hands and feet shackled. “It’s time to leave, boy.” The man saved him, from being enslaved by the dark forces, from being a mindless tech-genius that he is.

On another country, “How is he?” a man in a suit inquired anxiously, he grabbed the doctor who comes out of the emergency room. The doctor shook his head, “He is safe, but there is quite a problem, it was about his vision…” The man barge in the operation room, he could do so, nobody could stop him.

In an alternate universe where technology was unfounded, a gate opened in exchange for three souls of legendary individuals instead of two. The Gate of Heavens that leads to another world created a rift, connecting two completely different worlds.

In the year 2030, a decade after an unidentified object in the shape of a microchip passed through the earth’s atmosphere. A phenomenon that happened for another three consecutive years that changed the whole course of the world’s technological advancement. 

[VRMMO: CROWN], a virtual game launched by the K＆Q CORP., branding the new era.

As our protagonist walks beside the boy chronomancer, he is confused of what this world really is. What he can see is a polluted, steampunk/cyberpunk undercity like the Walled City. The poor sit on the wayside begging for help that is unlikely to come. The stalls of the Main Street are full of junk proclaimed to be treasures and even some people shaking down some stall owners. Not too unlike Berlin. Ekko taps the nephilim's shoulders, "you listening? Anyway, you need a way out of Zaun to the League? I can take you as far as the tele-pad but after that I gotta help my people find a new hq."

"You have done more than enough. How can I pay you? I don't have any money..." Astel says while turning his pockets inside out. A pathetic sight for the former runner. He had the payday from Ares but can't even spend it. "Call it you owing me a favor," the teen says, "you seem to be a guys that can handle himself. You are familiar with the streets from what I can tell." Astel shrugs and replies, "Yup grew up on them since I was 12 so I better know what to do by now." 

As they near the elevator to Piltover, Astel feels a cold, fresh breath of air enter his enhanced lungs. He turns to see a tall, blonde woman looking at him inquisitively. "You are not an angel," she says, floating over, "You are a mixed race." Ekko turns and sees the woman and breaks out into a smile, "Janna, good to see the "goddess of Zaun". How are you?" The 'goddess' smiles gently and replies, "I am great, Ekko. Who is he, with wings of Divinity?" Ekko looks at Astel stunned, "You an Aspect? No you ain't stuck up on Mount Targon. What do you mean divinity Janna?" 

"He carries the blood of an angel within himself. Just like Morgana..." Her face falls at that name, Astel makes a note to research her for potential solutions of his parentage. Astel wasn't worried about his looks. He was a solid 5 foot 10, a bulky body because of the cybernetics and his race. From what Astel knows from the Mother, the people that signed him up for adoption put his race as a Changeling, a shapeshifter, so that was a common theme for prostitutes to give unwanted children that race because they never know whose kid it is. That's also the main reason Astel never looked for his mom. Biological anyways. "Nephilim from what people tell me. So I guess I a half angel, half what ever the hell. So yeah, names Astel Uvin," he offers his hand to the blonde-haired fairy. She looks at him and takes his hand only to hold it palm up so she can see it. After a few seconds she releases him and asks, "You haven't been in Zaun for long. The is no grime or blood on your hands. And the calluses show you hold something like a handle and you carry no sword, you must use unconventional weapons. Are you a Mercenary?"

"He is looking to join the league," the teen chimes in breaking the awkward feeling Astel was getting from the beautiful woman holding his hand and staring into his eyes, "you know, I never asked how you managed to get to the lower catwalks with no weapon." Astel grins and reaches into the duster and pulls out the Colt Super War Hawk and says, "this little number is what I use for combat." Ekko looks at it and asks, "What kind of gun is that? There isn't anything like that on the blackmarket." Janna looks disapprovingly at Ekko and he steps back arms raised in surrender, "Janna it was only for info on the new players in town. But back to you Astel, why do you wanna join the league?"

"Fun, money, and most importantly fun." "You said fun twice." Ekko replies, "You aren't  the only person there for fun but not the best thing to be there for. Can't be Demacia, I feel magic on you. Can't be Noxian, cause you aren't a bloodthirsty maniac. Probably not Ionian, too selfish. And Piltover would be my guess but those people don't come down to Zaun." Janna reasons. She's right on all accounts. Astel just got to this world earlier. "Just your friendly neighborhood mercenary. Came from a small place not to far from Piltover. Janna looks at him with a look that says 'you're lying' but says nothing. 

He, Ekko, and Janna board the elevator to Piltover, heading towards the surface. Janna tells Astel, "When you get to the league make sure to be ready for the examination. You
Have to beat a champion to be allowed entry into the summoners games. And it may be a battle, or it may be a skill test. Be ready, and if you have questions ask your fellow champions when you get in, or the summoners. I must return to Zaun to help the people." 

She departs back to the undercity while Ekko turns and says, "Damn dude. That is the most I have ever heard out of Janna. She normally only speaks a few sentences when we talk, but she was explaining the whole deal to you like she wasn't some aloof goddess." Astel looks curiously at the retreating back of the elvish beauty, "what is she a goddess of?" Ekko snorts, "she hates that nickname but she helps all the Zaunites whenever something bad happens so people call her a goddess. But be careful, her wind magic can really mess you up. But you see that platform to the right of the elevator entrance go there and ask to be sent for an exam for the league. Have this letter signed by me to get you through the whole process fast." Astel takes the letter and smiles, " thanks for everything Ekko."

The next day, the first thing Alexander did was go to the warehouse. All the elves most probably would have gone through physical evolution by then. When he entered, he was overwhelmed by the thousands of now human-sized elves, some looked like Dobby too. 

"Dobby, what's the status?" He asked.

"Everything is good, boss. I've already told them about their new life and they have happily accepted your offer. They are ready to bond with your magic," Dobby answered. 

"Nice, okay let's start the bonding and also get them to sign the employment contract." 

...

After they finished up with the elves and also assigning them different classes to learn to. He headed back to his office to grab the soon to be launched Magic gaming console. 

It was magical as it not only gave the player a sense of smell but also touch. The games could be played through the controller or headgear. Whichever the user likes. He had already prepared some games and had also started a new game production company. It would cater to both the magical and muggle world. 

For now, Alexander had copied some old games from his past world. Games such as Grand theft auto, Assassin's Creed, Witcher, Fallout, Cyberpunk 2077, Skyrim. These games were open world and multiplayer. The games with more than one number of installments would be combined into one big map. 

He picked up the console and went to Hogwarts to gift it to Dumbledore. There was also Yule ball that evening so he decided to take that day off. 

...

"Haha... What brought you here my friend?" Dumbledore asked. He had really changed since the 'Gift of God'. Yeah, that's what the people named his fight. 

"Nothing, I just came here to show you my new, soon to be launched device called gaming console. It's an interactive type of movie you can say. Anyway, you'll understand it if you try" he said while connecting the console with Uni T.V. 

"Alright, Put this headband on your head."

He then started the Witcher game. Mainly because it had medieval settings and there were magic and monsters too. Well, what happened next was beyond expectation. The old boy Dumbledore was so hooked that he even forgot that he was in his office. After 2 hours he finally stopped. 

"Oh my god, Alex. This is amazing. It's so hard to imagine that what I just saw wasn't real. But the beauty of the world and the monsters. *Sigh* What else do you have?" He excitedly asked. 

Then Alexander introduced him to other games. Until the evening they just sat in the office playing co-op. While playing Alexander had a crazy idea. What if he made a counter strike but instead of guns there will be wands. They will have to cast spells by thinking about it. The headgear will make it all look and feel so real that it would turn all players into real duelists. I can also host tournaments later. 

Deciding to work on his plan later, he left the Dumbledore's office to get ready for Yule Ball. He simply put on a long coat over his daily gentleman clothes. He always looked magnificent so there was no need for more improvement.

After getting ready he apparated to Ball Venue. The Venue was selected by him. It was a large rooftop which was immensely decorated. A false ceiling was also made to hold disco lights for later. His main purpose for selecting the rooftop was because he had prepared for 6 hours of continuous sky fireworks. They were magically made, so no fear of harming the climate. Plus it would make the night more beautiful. Mainly for couples. 

Another change that he made was that all students were allowed to visit. But only 4th years and higher could dance in the Ball. 1st, 2nd and 3rd years could dance in the disco hours. There was also an all you can eat buffet, alcoholic and non-alcoholic beverages, and many more fun things. He had included an open-air theater set for later hours. It would show the Titanic movie, which his studio had recently released in the muggle world. He had already searched for movies and shows that had scripts and copyrights in the world. 

He left those that were there but those that were missing, he decided to make. Titanic was never supposed to come out in this world as Titanic never happened because there was a wizard present on the ship. He had also started up the whole Marvel comics and had begun to plan for movies. 

Back to the ball. Students below 4th year also had a curfew. All of them were supposed to go back to sleep by 10.

...

Alexander reached the Venue when the Ball was just about to start. The surrounding speakers started to produce music. The 3 champions took to the dance floor with their partners. 

Hermione had her hand around Edward's arms. They both looked like beautiful couples. Shameless as he was, he couldn't help but whistle at the pair. Hearing his whistle, both Edward and Hermione's cheeks turned red.

Fleur Delacour entered with Cedric Diggory. Viktor Krum came with some random Slytherin girl. He couldn't find anyone decent after what he did at the 1st task. 

The lights dimmed and music started. They started to slowly dance. Just then the fireworks started to happen. Ceiling was enchanted to be transparent. Colorful light started to fall upon the terrace. Edward and Hermione lifted their faces and looked at the sky while slowly dancing. Edward's arm around her waist and her hands on his shoulder.  

Suddenly a peculiar bright blue firework appeared in the sky and started to write something. When it finished writing, everyone started to laugh. 

It said, "Kiss her already, dammit" At the end of the line there was Alexander's face with a wink.

Edward and Hermione embarrassingly ignored everyone and just looked into each other's eyes. Mesmerized with each other. 

... 

"Goddammit, why aren't they kissing. There can never be a better opportunity to declare themselves a couple in public. I guess I'll have to bring out the big guns." Alexander disappeared for a second. 

When he reappeared, he had 2 new guests in his hands. 

"Alright, Fawkes and Berry. I want you two to sing the best love song you can. A song so good that it would turn even those soulless Durmstrang boys into lovers for each other. Go now. Bring me some pride," he said. 

Fawkes and little Berry puffed their chests out proudly. Then they flew in the air and started chirping the song. 

Their song turned the atmosphere of the room to a full 180 degrees. Edward and Hermione finally kissed. But they weren't the only ones. Many other couples were kissing too. Hagrid and Madam Maxime, Harry and Cho Chang. The most shocking one was actually Malfoy. He left Daphne and was currently in a passionate threesomes tongue twister with Crabbe and Goyle. 

"Well, who am I to judge... But damn, Fawkes and Berry are too good. Sh*t I miss her now," Alexander said. Missing his old wife. 

Soon both phoenix came back to Alexander and sat on his shoulders. 

He petted them and said, "Good job, both of you. Your song was so good that I was just a pinpoint away from turning into another Dumbledore" 

Both of the phoenix looked at each other seemingly confused about what they heard. Alexander noticed it. 

"Aww... You guys are too pure to understand the complexities of this word. Go, eat whatever you want now. But no stealing from people's plates. Just point your claws at whatever you want and someone will give it to you." He sent them away. 

Then he slowly walked to the dance floor. Just when he was about to enter the floor he loudly clapped his hands and in an instant, the whole theme of the Venue changed to more unofficial. The dance music came up and colorful lights started to blink. 

"Alright, everyone. The real party starts now. IT'S TIME TO DANCE," he roared. The whole hall followed him and loudly cheered. 

In a matter of seconds, the whole dance floor got filled with people jumping and dancing. Alexander was absolutely the craziest of them all. 

He was jumping around with 2 first year kiddies sitting on his shoulders and Fawkes and Berry flying around him, chirping heavily. He was also casting small flying charms at 1st 2nd and 3rd years, making them fly in the air. He then shot a Patronus which divided itself into 20 different magical animals. 

Even the definition of having fun involved a crazy amount of power for Alexander. The night was wild. Edward and Hermione came closer to him while dancing and gave him a quick hug. 

"Thank you, grandpa," they said. 

"You call me grandpa and then say thank you... Come on guys don't hurt me like that" he dropped some fake tears.

The party continued and soon it was Luna who was happily sitting on his shoulders. 

"Hey, where are your shoes, little Luna?" He asked. 

"Hmm... I don't know. It was hurting to dance so I put them somewhere, but someone took them," she expressionlessly said. 

Alexander knew that someone was messing with her on purpose. He then realized that the wards couldn't pick it up as bullying because Luna didn't consider it bullying. She was just too pure. Right there and then he rewrote the anti-bullying wards to include cases like these. Then he happily looked at her. 

"What is your favorite Magical animal, Luna?" He asked. 

"Umm... It's Crumple-Horned Snorkack, but I haven't seen them yet." She answered. 

"Ohhh, that. It's quite hard to find you know. They have a special ability to hide from people." 

Luna's face showed a rare shock and excitement. "Can... Can you help me see one?" 

"Absolutely, my dear. Let's go" as he finished speaking he apparated to a jungle in Sweden. Luna, still sitting on his shoulder.

Alexander Maxim Universe, A kind old man, a war veteran, the most renowned scientist in the world.

After a life full of hardship Alexander finally completes his promise to his dead wife. He made a super-effective medicine for cancer. But his kindness was greeted with ugly politics and betrayal from his loved ones.

However, something different awaited him on the other side.

...

After his death, due to unknowingly saving the lives of billions of people, God adopted him as his son and gave him the job to purify the multiverse from sin. From that day onwards, Angels and demons called him the God's Advocate. 

"My son, enjoy yourself while working, okay!. I don't want you to get bored from your job like Jesus. Damn, I miss Jesus, why did I send him there" 

***Warning - No Harem, Extremely OP protagonist, more of a slice of life story.***
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[1st major world - Harry potter. Will not strictly follow the canon - Complete (Chapter 4-45)]

[2nd major world - Game of thrones - Complete (Chapter 47-105)]

[3rd major world - Marvel - Ongoing]

[4th major world - One Piece - Upcoming]
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I opened my eyes and shut them almost immediately as a bright light spilled down on me. I squinted, trying to get used to the brightness, but couldn't make out anything—the world around me was all blurry. It took some time, but I eventually managed. There were five lights above me. Or three. Or just one that was going around in circles like a mad fly. The sound made me want to vomit.
My body felt like it had been stuffed with cotton. I tried to raise my hand, but I couldn't feel it. 
Wait a minute. Is it me or do I have three hands? Why are there so many fingers?
My hand split into several, smaller hands, then merged into a transparent one. I could see my bones, ligaments, and muscles. One moment, my forearm was made up of strange symbols, and the next, it was normal again.
What did they say about side effects? asked a distorted voice.
Luke, I'm your father... I answered.
My thoughts were all over the place, rolling around in my head like bowling balls. If I focused on one thing, I felt dizzy and sick.
Someone was moaning nearby—the distorted sound was coming like through an old radio. I turned my head with difficulty and saw four Rios running in a circle.
He's as bad as we are, or worse.
He's as high as a kite, said a voice through a malicious smile.
Eli was probably the last to go for the procedure, as he was still unconscious. As if responding to my thoughts, he coughed, turned on his side, and vomited.
Goodbye, milkshake! the voice continued.
I tried to ask them how they were, but it didn't come out that way.
"Ou ae u?"
"Uuuu," Rio answered.
Eli kept coughing and then he vomited yet again. 
"Shhht! Razy Astards!" he managed to say.
And then something very strange happened. Words in a glowing, orange frame flashed before my eyes.

Attention!
Connecting to the Island System...
Downloading the beginning stats... 
Synchronizing...
Synchronization: 45%

Below it was an orange loading bar.

44%... 42%... 40%...

I closed my eyes but the numbers didn't disappear. Not that there was anything wrong with that—I had already heard about this—it was just strange... and very exciting.

22%... 20%... 16%...

I was wondering what'd happen when the countdown ended.

6%... 4%...2%...

My vision turned black again, even though I was conscious and lying with my eyes open.

The installation has been completed successfully.

Good, whatever that means.
And then things started to emerge from the darkness: Rio, who was standing still; Eli, who was snarling and twitching, apparently still synchronizing with the system; beds that were no longer spinning... Colors suddenly seemed brighter and the details more distinct, as if someone had turned on focus in my eyes.
Gradually, I began to feel my body, but in a different way—it seemed to weigh less.

Motor functions have been restored.

The message was followed by some words that I couldn't quite understand. I was staring at the ceiling covered with rows upon rows of incomprehensible symbols. I didn't feel dizzy anymore and my body seemed to be filled with energy. I wanted to speak, to move, to do something.

Synchronization of vital functions...

Zara leaned over me and said something, but I couldn't hear her. She kept moving her lips, and then she froze. A second passed, followed by another one, and then another one...
Sounds and senses hit me like a flood. I heard Eli roaring and cursing, and Rio moaning quietly. 
"Don't get up, it's dangerous to do that while synchronizing," Zara said. Her words felt like they were drilling into my brain.
Occupying my entire field of view was a loading bar showing ten, fifteen, twenty percent... And then the loading stopped.
I was seized with convulsions. I clenched my jaw as tightly as I could.
Moments of relaxation alternated with periods of agonizing pain. It felt like someone was squeezing my heart and flipping a switch, turning my body on and off. The loading bar was taking its sweet time.
When the process was finally completed, I was so tired that I couldn't even move my tongue.
Relief came only when exhaustion took over me and pulled me into the abyss.
***
It was difficult to say how long I slept. It could've been hours, or it could've been days. The lights were on when I woke up. I was no longer nauseous, and my vision was clear. I was just a little dizzy. I first raised my hands, then rolled over and found that the other two beds were empty.
Were they transferred after they had synchronized?
It could be, or maybe they're dead, answered a cold voice.
Messages flooded my vision.

The Island welcomes a new recruit!
Recruit, choose your game name.

I glanced at the rectangle that appeared under the words and flinched when a virtual keyboard appeared next to it. I grinned—this was some cyberpunk shit!
Mentally tapping the keys, I slowly typed out my nickname.

Name: Nick
Age: 18
Status: recruit
Specialization: /
Cohort: /

The local server is open. A new unit has been added to the system.
The [Standard Set of Abilities] pack has been activated.

Basic Recruit Skills:
• Research (without system prompts);
• Hunting (without system prompts);
• Battle (random system prompts are possible)

The text slowly faded, leaving behind blurry letters that burned in the air for a few seconds before disappearing. I sat on the edge of the bed and noticed a bracelet with a green button on my wrist. I was wondering what should I do about it and would anyone come show me the ropes.
As if responding to my thoughts, Zara opened the door and took a good look at me.
"Where is everyone?" I croaked.
"In the canteen. You've been out longer than the others. You've slept for more than twenty hours."
"A whole day?"
"Don't worry about that. What matters is that your body managed to recover."
"Almost a whole day... Damn," I muttered and showed her the bracelet. "And what's this?"
"We were worried about you. That little thing monitors your vitals. You can take it off if it's bothering you. I see that you're all right. Can you get up?"
Her words sounded more like a statement than a question. Holding on to the headboard, I got up and took a few awkward steps toward the door. I was slowly taking control of my weakened body. I wondered if they were worried about me as a person or as a piece of valuable equipment. I didn't believe that Zara's sympathy and worry were genuine. She looked more like a robot than a human being.
"Let's go. You need to eat and restore your strength. You'll be told what to do next after that," she said. "Hurry up, everyone's waiting for you."

When Nick entered the top-secret project Lost, his consciousness was connected to the combat neural network, awakening the hidden powers of his body and mind. Now, it’s up to him to decide whether he’ll follow the path of martial arts or focus on achieving something bigger, and whether he’ll go forth on his own or with his clanmates.

On an island hidden from the world, players are given access to a system that allows them to learn the ways of the force. They’re engaged in mortal combat, but Nick is the only one with a unique artifact with a very strange name—Cultivator.

Will the artifact help him win and get off the island? What secrets does this mysterious place hold?

"If things really go south, we need a contingency plan to keep our business up while keeping our promise to Hou Fei," Jin said out loud to the System as he returned to the Dungeon Maker.
"What happened to the 'we are going to ignore the pleas of the people who decided to abuse you for their own benefit' kind of deal?" Kraft had coincidentally returned to the Dungeon Maker to pick up some stuff.
"What are you doing here? I thought Pei said that you foxes needed to stay together?" Jin asked, and Kraft gave a short grin.
"Just changing the video cams' memory sticks for Kiyu. Since she wanted to shop and take more videos around." Kraft answered as he switched the memory sticks in front of Jin's interface while casually opening one of them.
Suddenly a bodycam like a video was streaming right in front of Jin. "What's this?" Jin asked as he had never seen such a white pristine-looking hallway before.
"We planted a mini camera on one of the Church of the Afterlife agents. Seeing that their Dungeon World is focused on magic rather than technology, we are able to do this without them detecting any magical signal."
"I am more surprised you can get a stream out of this. We have no satellite or communication towers to even transmit this data."
"Damn it, you got me. And here I thought I could bluff you on this." Kraft snickered, and Jin looked at the crafty fox who would never commit such a basic mistake. In other words, he 'accidentally' revealed it just so could boast about doing something stupid but effective...
"You followed them, didn't you?"
"More like, Kiyu transformed into a piece of dull decorative accessory that was camouflaged with the rest of their odd white suits and they carried her inside. Just something we used to do way back in the old days of infiltration. Perks of being an oldie. Heheh."
"… Unbelievable." Jin shook his head. He had already guessed that Kraft wouldn't just let the Church of Afterlife agents get back to where they came from without stalking them from a distance. The sound was slightly muffled, but the picture was crystal clear.
"So how are you switching memory cards for Kiyu?"
"You know, make 'em invisible and use chi to manipulate the object towards the accessory for Kiyu to switch it on the fly. Nothing too complicated."
"Shouldn't they have magic detectors all around the place?"
"Unlike your Maqi, which had a trace of magic in it, my chi is rather peaceful and has a tranquil kind of aura. People won't suspect much." Kraft was incredibly proud to say it.
"More like hiding behind the pillars, being a wallflower and striking them with overwhelmingly murderous intent when time presents the opportunity to do so."
"Meh, same thing." Kraft shook off Jin's analogy as he switched the files on the Dungeon Maker interface and Jin saw the conversation of the agents reporting to their superior.
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"Yes, this is indeed the crown. The readings matched with what our mages had discovered. Have you managed to salvage any of the broken Dungeon Cores inside it?" The superior asked, and the agent shook his head.
"Sir, we checked with our labs, and the mages confirmed that while there are remnants of the cores, the most important component we were looking for has been destroyed or is now missing. They concluded that Hell's Plane could have been too much and burnt the cores within the crown."
"Damn it. Fine, I will report to the council that we acted too late. In any case, continue to monitor the Pandapolis and Demon Metropolis. I do not know where that Bull Toy Moloch was able to find those humans, but they pose a possible threat." The superior said, and before he left with the remnants of the crown, he gave one last additional order.
"When their city is officially open, send in undercover agents to make sure that they blend in well and learn their state of technology. I will prepare the budget to provide a merchant cover in case they restrict travel. We hardly got any coverage with all the magical interference from the battle, and we need to gather more information on them."
"Sir, are we going there to steal information or get them to be our partner?"
"Agent 5843, that is not for me to understand. Just get your job done."
"Sir, yes sir." Agent 5843 nodded his head and got out of the office.
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"Kiyu will still be hanging around for a while to see if this guy has any more secrets we can hold on to. As for me, I shall do some scouting. Oh and their base..or should I say Dungeon Core is basically like the Vatican City."
"Beautifully holy?"
"Exclusive dominion with full ownership to the Church of the Afterlife and no one but them. No Demons, no monsters, no poor adventurers, not even middle class peeps." Kraft revealed, and Jin stared blankly at him.
"Anyways, Rex will have full ownership of Demon Metropolis in another 10 hours or so. Do remember to check back with Moloch on how to deal with those agents when we are done." Kraft said as he waved goodbye to Jin and disappeared without a trace nor System portal.
"Even if we place that issue at the backburner, I honestly do not feel like making anything after hearing about that conspiracy Hou Fei had," Jin complained out loud to the System.
"Then like the situation in Pandapolis, System suggests making contingency plans to aid Panda Remnant Hou Fei. Besides, he has already given an advance to the System in case we required some more cash to prepare for the place of refuge." The System stated.
"How many empty undersea domes do we still have left?" Jin questioned, and the System indicated that there were at least two of them that was entirely empty. The other two were partially built for a massive shopping centre and a racing grand prix stadium.
"More entertainment venues can be inserted within the racing grand prix, and it could potentially fit the Cyberpunk setting of a racetrack." The System replied, and Jin queried how much was built.
"Hmm, If it is only the foundation, can we change it to buildings temporarily?" Jin asked once more.
"The current occupation of hotels and condominiums will hold approximately 100,000 people."
"Then, we need more. Roughly enough space to hold an additional million." Jin stated without any crack on his facial expression as he typed the number on the interface.
"System is unable to compile. System is unable to comprehend."
"What's so hard to understand? We need space for over 1 million people. We still have a few floating islands, too right? Build as many fabricated buildings as we can. As fast as we can." Jin explained and then the System stopped responding for a moment.
"System. I am not joking. If the unnatural monster hordes were any indication about what ravaged the overseas cities, we would likely face the same. There is no way the citizens will be left unharmed."
Instead of arguing with Jin, the System used a slightly more efficient technique and called real people out to talk it out with the now 'cracked under pressure' master before using any System based techniques to reform him.


In a modern world where cultivators need a place to cultivate or vent their boredom, there are private businesses that set up instance dungeons with the aid of technology and cultivation magic to enable cultivators to train and commoners to experience the life of cultivation. They are called dungeon suppliers.

Xie Jin's one and only dream was to be a dungeon supplier and when his only relative passed away, the relative's inheritance gave him a plot of land and surprisingly, a 'System' Module which the relative had previously used. 

With the help of the system, Xie Jin decided to pursue his dream of becoming the number one dungeon supplier.

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-Inside of the abandoned church,
An old man with multiple gunshot wounds and cuts on his body. Luckily or unfortunately, his battered body held long enough to scarcely escape from his relentless pursuers. The pain and blood loss started to reveal signs as his body started to refuse his control. In mortal life, only two things were certain, greed and death. 
"It's time we reunite, Alice. I miss you very much." It was merely the hoarse voice of melancholy and desperate longing for death. Knowledge of human's anatomy and logical probability typically made him highly aware of his impossible chances of survival, still, his uncompromising nature and apparent unwillingness to admit defeat pushed him to try to get out of this situation.
His name is Marcus, Marcus Reave. The multitalented genius with boundless greed for knowledge and inventor of many world-shaking technologies. Cure for cancer? Marcus developed a formula to modify cancer's cells into the regenerative factor. World hunger? This problem was resolved by his wife with an accelerated growth formula. 
They were the most brilliant minds of the world, people called them the pair made by the heavens. This pair had great plans; to recreate a human world, explore the cosmos, and get rid of the unnecessary stupidity of society. Alice represented a visionary woman, as she believed that geniuses should exercise their minds to overcome the problems of ordinary citizens. In her mind issues like hunger, war, and diseases remained just small problems that were waiting for someone to solve. Fate delivered a cosmic joke on her as one 'small problems' hindered all her plans. This 'small problem' was called brain cancer. Even in moments of pain, after losing most of her motor functions, her entire body and mind were focused on the vision of a better world. 
Marcus couldn't stand and watch as the universe steals the love of his life from him. He started seeking a cure for cancer, and it wasn't easy to achieve. Time and resources were required to this project, however, he lacked both of those things. His wife was getting worse with every day finally, death came to her after a year of desperate struggle.
"Alice! Don't leave me! What about our promise?! Don't leave me!" Uncontrollable tears flowed abundantly from his eyes in large streams. Anger, an overwhelming feeling of pathetic helplessness and self-blame filled his conscious mind. 
"Why did you abandon me? All things became meaningless without you! Global Issues? How can I resolve anything if I couldn't unravel a petty problem…" Producing a cure for cancer wasn't easy, removing malignant cells from the body was hard and he couldn't discover a formula to get rid of them completely. His wife refused chemotherapy and radiotherapy, and his persuasion didn't influence her at all. 
"I will be incapable of working on my project! I cannot stop at this moment! Resolving this insignificant problem can wait!" She was terrified of dying, yet she decided to focus on accelerated growth formula. Her formula couldn't be finished on time, and her research was so close and so far at the same time.
Her death destroyed his entire ambition and will to live, drinking at bars and sitting while looking motionlessly into the void represented new life of Marcus Reave. Everything changed one afternoon, and a man mocked him in the bar. 
"Look at him! I saw him once on the news! Extraordinary genius, my ass! Where is the chick that accompanied you? Did she bump you? HAHAHA!" Marcus wouldn't care if they humiliated him, still mentioning his deceased wife was taboo for him. 
"She is gone." His voice was filled with sorrow and anger. 
'Look at me, Alice! I cannot even defend your name in front of some simpletons.' This thought caused him to contemplate about things. He left the bar without a word and started stroll around the city. 
His focused attention naturally fell on a church in the middle of the street, and religion was the best comparison to cancer in his conscious mind. 
'Leave religion untouched and it will slowly spread, infecting mind after mind with its nonsense.' The second option isto fight the religion what is even worse as it causes unpredictable effects. War on the religious background, brainwashing new generations and finally condemning non-believers as evil heretics. In the end, people who don't believe their lies are labeled murderers and immoral people. 
One of the things he hated the most, inspired him in creating a new way of curing cancer. Removing sick cells is unnecessary, you can just evolve them into something greater. His determination was reignited, starting with curing incurable diseases and finishing on human resurrection.
A problem of money was solved with another project, artificial neural connections. This innovation pushed many fields to a new level. Prosthetics, virtual reality, and many more fields wanted to use his technology. It made cyberpunk vision more realistic, soldiers with augmented bodies and minds. 
As his money source was secured, he started planning other things. Building networks, well-hidden research facilities, recruiting the most extraordinary minds of the world and starting resolving 'small problems' of the world level.
Cloning, human experimentation, AI and many more technologies were slowly developed inside his labs. The primary product was 'healing pills', it allowed cure most of the diseases and forced cancer cells into healing the host. Image of the savior of the world and practically infinite profit caused him the most resourceful person on Earth. 
His wife's clone was a total failure, and it was her and it wasn't her at the same time. It had the same memories and body, yet it was someone else. It was the first time when Marcus started to research the paranormal beings. During his desperate times, all of the rumored godly doctors, healers, shamans and wizards refused to help him. Some of them babbled something about a curse, and a man considered it as an inability of curing cancer and pushed their stupid nonsense aside.
Was Alice cursed? The cancer cells were real, and it would be weird to believe such bullshit. The easiest way to verify the idea was to prove the existence of supernatural beings. The process had two key steps, finding rumored 'gifted' person and checking his possible liability. Most of the cases ended in people being dissected and carefully researched. 
Did it scientifically prove anything? It in fact did. There were many people with remarkable abilities, powers or even bodies. Research proved another thing, something cursed Alice causing her to get cancer and resurrection was impossible without her 'soul' that departed to 'afterlife'.
Infiltrating other top research labs to steal technology, researching supernatural beings and searching for a way to combine those fields was his plan to conquer the world and bring back his wife. In his insane trial of conquering the world, all steps were carefully planned and flawlessly executed. 
How did all those modern countries find out the locations of his secure bases and details of his projects? Was it revenge from supernatural beings? Those questions will be left unanswered as his life approached the end. 
"Darkness is beautiful…Beautiful indeed…" It was the last words said by him before his consciousness faded.

-Somewhere in nothingness, edges of the universe.

"WELCOME LITTLE SOUL!" He heard an imposing voice inside of his head, that was quite weird as he couldn't feel his body or anything. That's right, he couldn't feel anything. 
"DON'T STRUGGLE! YOU ARE ONLY A WEAK SOUL STRAND!" 
'Afterlife huh? I researched many factions and all their visions differ.'
"IS IT IMPORTANT? AIN'T YOU ALREADY DEAD LITTLE ONE?" 
'Yeah. It has no meaning… Wait, I am in the afterlife. Can I meet my wife?'
"IT'S IMPOSSIBLE! DON'T ASK ANYMORE QUESTIONS! I DIDN'T BRING YOU HERE FOR CHITCHAT!"
Marcus tried focusing his entire existence on this being words.
"I WAS QUITE ENTERTAINED FROM YOUR PERFORMANCE ON EARTH! I DECIDED TO GRANT YOU ANOTHER CHANCE! I WILL SEND YOU TO ONE OF THE MOST CHAOTIC AND RAW WORLDS IN THIS UNIVERSE!" 
'Another world? Planet? Reality?' 
"THIS WORLD IS CALLED DESTIA. TO ENSURE YOUR SURVIVAL I WILL BESTOW UPON YOU SOME GIFTS!"
"GO! AMUSE ME!"
-Middle of nowhere on Destia. 
A group of thugs is punching a frail boy with snow-white hair. His body full of bruises, and some of them bleeding nonstop. They stopped hitting only after his body had become completely motionless. 
"SHIT! We killed him!" One of them became terrified as it was his first time killing someone in his life. 
"WE DIDN'T DO ANYTHING WRONG! HE DESERVED IT! WE DID IT FOR GREATER GOOD!" Despite those words, a group of bullies couldn't believe they killed a person.
"LET'S TOSS HIM INTO THE FOREST!" Their leader decided to get rid of possible troubles as killing was prohibited. Although consequences could be evaded with the influence of his family. Some things couldn't simply be covered and murder was one of them

A few hours later.
[Suitable body discovered. Attempting soul binding.]
[No resistance encountered. Soul binding in process…]
[Abnormality found. Another consciousness found.]
[Awakening the host.]
"ARRGHHH! Fuck! Where am I? Who am I? Why this hurt so much?" Marcus's consciousness was aroused, and pain of his new body on the verge of death practically made him faint again.
[Host's body functions are at a hazardous level. Activating one-time emergency healing.]
"Who are you? Why are you inside of my head?" He was in a state of emotional confusion, not able to recall anything from the past was uncomfortable. Feeling like you should recollect something, yet you couldn't access that part of your memory.
[I am Avarice System.]
"Avarice system? WHAT ARE YOU?!" 
[I am a tool that will assist the host in many things in your second life.]
"Second Life? Explain!" His body was regenerating, still, all of this was too confusing.
[Something went wrong during transmigration process. It's probably caused by the second consciousness in the host's body.]
"Another consciousness? This all sounds crazy!" His reaction wasn't bizarre at all if someone informed you that your body has another consciousness living inside, you would panic like him.
[Do you wish to integrate your consciousness with the memories of this body?]
"FUCK! Do it, and this feeling of helplessness is killing me!" 
[Impossible. Host's body functions are on a good level after emergency healing.]
[Integration in process. ERROR!]
[Resistance found!]
'Who are you? Get out of my body!' Aron's consciousness was awakened after his body was restored. 
"FUCK? SYSTEM, DID YOU PLACE ME INTO…" His sentence was interrupted by system's loud notification.
[Emergency protocol activated. System ERROR! Seeking a solution…]
[Solution discovered. FUSING CONSCIOUSNESSES IN PROGRESS…]
[Fusion is completed.]
"ARHGHGH? What happened? I am Aron? I am someone else? What did you do?" The new consciousness felt conflicted as its distinct identity was not clear. 
[This is because of the fusion. It's an irreversible process and both of you became one!] 
"FUCK YOU SYSTEM!" He naturally wanted to curse at a system, however, the pain inside of his head prevented him from wasting words. 
His mind became filled with a great number of new memories, and some of the memories were foggy and others were clear.
6 years earlier in the middle of Amber Village. 
a Man, in ornate robes was riding inside a carriage with his servants and an 5-year-old child. This child had snow-white hair and unfocused red eyes. It was Aron, the untalented child of a noble clan.
"I am extremely disappointed in your performance. You are nothing like me…Such trash doesn't deserve being the son of a noble such as me. Look at yourself…You are merely a retard…Non salvageable retarded trash! Just die in a nameless village!" At this moment, he thrust him out from the carriage and ordered his people to leave this unknown place.
His life inevitably became personal hell, and people in the obscure village were merely simple-minded and his unpleasant appearance and dangerously low practical intelligence didn't support him. He naturally became an ideal target for mocking and bullying. 
Other memories were foggy, a modern life inside an odd world filled with bizarre technology. There weren't many personal memories from his life as Marcus.
"I am precisely a stupid bullied kid. It's odd…All of this is unusual.„ All things happened too suddenly, mixed memories from two lifetimes and a bizarre entity called system. Adapting to new reality required time and serene mind.
[Quest system activated.]

Death...The cold feeling of being dead.
The scientist tried to create a genetic serum to break away from humanity was killed and transmigrated into the world called Destia. The only thing that will help him survive, will be a mysterious system.
[I am not a native English speaker.]
[I don't own the cover picture.]
[Writing quality might change with time as I edit a chapter or my ability to improve.]
[It's a polygamy story.]
[My time is limited! I am a university student.]
[I try to release min 1 chapter daily.]
[Mail: SadWandererX96@gmail.com]
[I hope you can tell me what's wrong as I am getting my experience and your opinion can improve the story!]

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