I am weakest of all !  why it's always me ! 


I am no monster !

Dark can bring lights. And i shine in the dark because I'm with my shadow in the dark

What happens when suddenly your happy life turns miserable, when a dark force enters your life. Not knowing why and from where it came, you have to struggle from this dark force. Same happened with Krish, his life changes when  dark forces enter his life to destroy him and his family. And now Krish has to protect his beloved family from these dark forces! Why is this dark force troubling Krish and his family? And will Krish manage to be the shield to his family from dark forces, or the evil will win?!! To know, read this horror thriller fantasy story " SHIELD... FROM DARK FORCES!"

Harumi has been Sota's best friend (and only female friend) ever since childhood, which makes them very close. From time to time she'd flirt with Sota, tease him, and give him a nice big slap on the back. A Scorpio woman does not tolerate falseness of character in anyone, and look for ambition and courage in those they are interested in. If her sixth sense gets a feeling of falseness, she'll reject you outright; the best you can hope for is that she doesn't tell you, because she can really make it hurt.
Age: 14-15
Birthday: November 8 (Scorpio)
Hobbies: Yoga, meditation, art, philosophy, astrology
 Color: Brown
Eye Color: Dark Brown
Strengths: Merciful, artistic, intuitive, kind, smart, musical
Weaknesses: Afraid of many things, too naïve, moody
 Pisces Likes: Solitude, sleeping, music, romanticism, arts, swimming. 
Pisces Dislikes: Criticism, inability to get rid of the past, violence, cruel behavior
Future Career: Scientist

Sota Toyoda is a small boy who lost his parents at a young age and now lives with his aunt Ruka.  His only friend is Harumi, who often berates him. He is a shy guy who lacks self-confidence and his classmates take advantage of him. One day, a portal opens and a fairy enters his bathtub. Eventually, Sota became a love magnet for four fairies!

"Gather around one and all,
Dark knights and fair maidens all,
Hear this ancient tale reborn,
Of elves, Fae and the fire-born.
Of mighty kingdoms long since blown to ash,
Of ancient queens with swords as their only sash.
Hear the drums and mighty trumpet singing the war beat,
Witness hearts ensconced in such cold and heat,
A tale of hatred,love and emotions galore,
Of nightmares given flesh from folklore.
This is where truths blur and lies shine,
Where love sighs and hatred dines.
Each side of the same scarred coin,
Each breath on the same keel anoin,
Where myths become reality,
Where the only truth is partiality.
A lie older than time,
A truth just as serpentine.
Come, Gather around one and all, 
Dark knights and fair maidens all,
Hear this ancient tale reborn,
Of elves, Fae and the fire-born."
        
        Cressida snapped the book shut and let out a content sigh and said in that dreamy voice of hers which she often got after reading a book, "Such enticing words, pieced together so beautifully, if only reality could be spun on the spindle of fiction, if only it could all come true, if only....."
        I could only nod my head in agreement, too drained to get into an argument with her this early in the morning, especially when she was in such a mood and her eyes had that gleam which challenged any one to dare disagree with her. 
But truth be told, the prettily spun words did not matter to me, had stopped mattering a long time ago. Not much mattered to me these days, nothing seemed good enough when all I wanted could be brought to me with the snap of a finger. I had told her as much the first time those many weeks ago, which now seemed like so many days, so many moments away. Her reaction was not a pretty one despite her romanticism of almost everything. Needless to say I had no interest in revisiting the ensuing argument. 
      Her smile seemed so soft, so innocent. If only she knew what was going on my mind. If only she knew.....
          

Excerpt:

Before leaving, she leaned into my face whispering her answer in my ears, all the while pointing that gun at me, as if to mock my mortality because it was obvious enough that she could shatter my psyche with a mere thought. I had accepted my fate the moment she entered the house, yet it was her words which caused my face to turn ashen before it all went dark, " I have worn many faces in my lifetime, I am the face of someone's dreams while for others I am nightmare given flesh but the most famous face I've ever worn is the one that sailed a thousand ships."


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@Claire-Merle: Nice contrasting attitude. I am intrigued
@Strangeoutcast: This is beautiful. I am intrigued. The poetic stanza describing the mesmerizing tales of the kingdom are profound.
@AlifiyaAkhtar: The tales have been described with so much concern and beautifully written.




It all started with those four words with which most tales began....
Once upon a time in a far, far land lived a princess.
But there's a tiny little change,this story is not about her nor is it about the prince who was one day to rule the land with an iron fist. This is not a tale as old as time. In fact this tale is about what yesterday was like, this tale is about today and about all the days to come and it will make you question your reality, and only those who can truly see will know the truth.

 But does it truly require an entire new world to make you question your existence or is one person enough to do so.... 

What if that one person is someone whom you thought you knew? What if this is a tale of a girl who carved out her own empire in the 21st century? What if this tale is about a boy fiercely loyal to her? What if this is the story of his betrayal? Or what if this story is something totally different? What if it does not revolve around the boy and the girl? What if you have to forge together the gaps in the story and discover the truth? What if this tale was never told?

"Gather around one and all,
Dark knights and fair maidens all,
Hear this ancient tale reborn,
Of elves, Fae and the fire-born.
Of mighty kingdoms long since blown to ash,
Of ancient queens with swords as their only sash.
Hear the drums and mighty trumpet singing the war beat,
Witness hearts ensconced in such cold and heat,
A tale of hatred,love and emotions galore,
Of nightmares given flesh from folklore.
This is where truths blur and lies shine,
Where love sighs and hatred dines.
Each side of the same scarred coin,
Each breath on the same keel anoin,
Where myths become reality,
Where the only truth is partiality.
A lie older than time,
A truth just as serpentine.
Come, Gather around one and all, 
Dark knights and fair maidens all,
Hear this ancient tale reborn,
Of elves, Fae and the fire-born."
        
        Cressida snapped the book shut and let out a content sigh and said in that dreamy voice of hers which she often got after reading a book, "Such enticing words, pieced together so beautifully, if only reality could be spun on the spindle of fiction, if only it could all come true, if only....."
        I could only nod my head in agreement, too drained to get into an argument with her this early in the morning, especially when she was in such a mood and her eyes had that gleam which challenged any one to dare disagree with her. 
But truth be told, the prettily spun words did not matter to me, had stopped mattering a long time ago. Not much mattered to me these days, nothing seemed good enough when all I wanted could be brought to me with the snap of a finger. I had told her as much the first time those many weeks ago, which now seemed like so many days, so many moments away. Her reaction was not a pretty one despite her romanticism of almost everything. Needless to say I had no interest in revisiting the ensuing argument. 
      Her smile seemed so soft, so innocent. If only she knew what was going on my mind. If only she knew........
           


A/N: Please bare with me while I update

Excerpt:

Before leaving, she leaned into my face whispering her answer in my ears, all the while pointing that gun at me, as if to mock my mortality because it was obvious enough that she could shatter my psyche with a mere thought. I had accepted my fate the moment she entered the house, yet it was her words which caused my face to turn ashen before it all went dark, " I have worn many faces in my lifetime, I am the face of someone's dreams while for others I am nightmare given flesh but the most famous face I've ever worn is the one that sailed a thousand ships."






WHAT IT IS ALL ABOUT:
It all started with those four words with which most tales began....
Once upon a time in a far, far land lived a princess.
But there's a tiny little change,this story is not about her nor is it about the prince who was one day to rule the land with an iron fist. This story is not about evil step mothers or of damsels in distress. It is not a tale of benelovent kings or submissive queens. This is not a tale as old as time. In fact this tale is about what yesterday was like, this tale is about today and about all the days to come and it will make you question your reality, and only those who can truly see will know the truth.

 But does it truly require an entire new world to make you question your existence or is one person enough to do so.... 

What if that one person is someone whom you thought you knew? What if this is a tale of a girl who carved out her own empire in the 21st century? What if this tale is about a boy fiercely loyal to her? What if this is the story of his betrayal? Or what if this story is something totally different? What if it does not revolve around the boy and the girl? What if you have to forge together the gaps in the story and discover the truth? What if this tale was never told?

The Colton Star Cluster had quite a few opportunities, and the Mercenary Alliance's dataset was the easiest way to find the missions. Han Xiao picked some of the missions that he knew.
To be a free mercenary was a very good choice. One could earn a lot of money while networking with major organizations. It was a free path of promotion to a higher status.
But Han Xiao's plan did not stop there. The next action was the most crucial.
Mercenaries identity interface had an option 'Create a Mercenary Group'. Han Xiao clicked in without hesitation.
"Are you sure that you want to create a mercenary group?"
A mercenary group was a team made out of mercenaries that could accept people's missions. A mercenary group also had a rating system, and all their actions would be recorded in the system.
Even a member who finished a mission by themselves would be recorded in the ratings of the mercenary group. At the same time, if a member left a bad record, it would also influence the rating of the mercenary group. Han Xiao's record for his mercenary missions was still blank, and the same went for this group.
Sky Ring Army was another large-scale mercenary group that took missions all over the place. They had a wide market with new members joining every day. Their reputation was well known.
If one did not have an extremely bad history, anyone could start a mercenary group. One person could only make one mercenary group. One could not create a new group unless the previous one was disbanded.
"Please enter the name of your mercenary group."
After some thought, Han Xiao directly used his code name and called it 'Black Star Mercenary Group'. He confirmed the name, and the interface suddenly changed from a personal one to a mercenary group interface.
The target members for this group were clearly the players as they were there to provide hard labor. Ah, that's not right, they're warriors.
Life as a mercenary was extremely dangerous, but players could always revive, so there would not be any loss. This job perfectly suited the players' natural advantage, and with the players, developing a new empire was twice as easy.
Let the players join my mercenary group, then we can start a new base.
Han Xiao's eyes looked deep as he smirked.
Building a base was one core components of his plan. It could tie the players as a beneficiary on his tank, and the players would be more concentrated together while decreasing the chance of players leaving. This was the plan that Han Xiao had finally come up with after pulling his hair out.
At the same time, he could build a closer bond with the players, and their relationship could move from one purely out of benefits to comrades.
Think about it, building a mercenary group by himself with professional players as the initial players of the organization would create a lot of news in the world and attract even more players' attention. He could then use rewards to lure in other skillful players and strengthen his mercenary group. They would think that it was the result of their hard work.
Emphasizing the players' contributions could incentivize the growth of the faction, and players could find meaning in fighting for their own organization and view the faction's achievement as their own. In the end, this sense of belonging and pride could create satisfaction and fulfillment in the players.
One could not underestimate the power of social belonging. This romanticism of social belonging could spread roots of feelings into players hearts, and the power of romanticism could nurture soldiers that would die for their country.
For the majority of the players, the games were just entertainment. The element of role-playing and the option for players to choose a faction could further strengthen the vision and ideology of the faction. On top of that, this setting would attract even more players to join! Everyone's heart would be filled with passion and loyalty. The emotion of sacrificing one's life for an organization, which was unbelievable in the real world, could now be released in a video game without any repercussions. Han Xiao wanted to lure out this romanticism in players' hearts for the sake of his faction.
Han Xiao just wanted to make his faction into the hope of the players, and he was the perfect leader to win the players' heart. Along with the growth of his faction, Han Xiao could earn more benefits and obtain better items, all while rewarding the players' contributions. The whole process would be a virtuous cycle, and through this, Han Xiao could aggregate the power of the players to assist him to his goals.
Building a mercenary group was the first stage of his plan, and through Bun-hit-dog's show, he could keep refreshing his presence. Once the future version was updated, Han Xiao could simply wave his hand, and all the players would rush to him to join the faction.
Of course, it was just an outline of the plan. The actual execution was complicated, and it would take a lot of time and resources to reach the end stage. However, once the plan succeeded, it would be revolutionary for the players, just like the alliances and the Hordes in World of Warcraft.
This was the blueprint of Han Xiao's new empire!
"You all have the requirement to register as a mercenary. Join my mercenary group, and I will take care of you all," Han Xiao said in a seductive voice.
Frenzied Sword did not hesitate and was the first to register. He only had two rules. First, he could eat well if he followed Han Xiao. Second, Han Xiao was always right.
The other players slowly joined, and Han Xiao smiled as he watched the whole process, as if he was seeing all the seeds buried into the soil, waiting for them to grow.
The display quickly switched to a new interface.
_____________________
Black Star Mercenary group
Credibility: 10
Scale: 47 members
Class C: 37 members
Missions Completed: 0
Active Region: None
Records: None
Creator: Black Star—Han Xiao
Creation date: Galaxy Calendar 2 October 688
Summary: Trainee mercenary group, small scale, abilities are similar among the members, no obvious strength.
_____________________
As the mercenary group had just started, they had no information. There were three criteria to rate a mercenary group: scale, strength, and credibility. The first two were requirements to determine which missions the organization could apply. For credibility, it was the 'level' of a mercenary group. The points for credibility could be gained after missions were completed. The credibility was the core representation of the reputation.
Many employers had standards for the credibility of the mercenaries. If the credibility score was too low, then the employer would reject the application of the mercenaries.
Credibility was also equivalent to popularity. Of course, in the formal document, it wouldn't use such an informal word. But in the reputation system, it quantified the reputation system of the mercenary group, and only Han Xiao could see it.
Li Ge and Temple of God were not in the scene and ran around by themselves, so they were the only two groups that did not join the mercenary group. Han Xiao was irritated.
At this time, Han Xiao's interface popped out a hint.
_____________________
Faction formed: Black Star Mercenary Group
Faction Management Function activated.
_____________________
The NPC model added a new option named [Faction Management], which was located to the side of [Dungeon Creation].
I knew it! Han Xiao was excited.
After he succeeded in dungeon creation, he had been wondering what other functions the NPC model had. He had expected a faction option to be one of the functions, but he had never activated it. He figured that, since he had belonged to the Dark Net, which Bennett was the boss of, the functions had never been needed before.
He had been pretty confident that only by creating a faction himself would the function be activated.
And he was right.
If the interface did not work, he probably would have given up, but now, with the management interface, it simplified the whole process.
Han Xiao quickly clicked into [Faction Management] and experimented with things, getting more excited as he looked on.
There was only one way to describe this function.
You could do anything you want!


What do you do when you wake up and find yourself inside the very game that you love? 
What do you do when you realize you that you have not only become an NPC - you have even been thrown back in time to before the game even launched! 
What will happen when our protagonist's two realities coincide? 
Han Xiao was a professional power leveler before his transmigration. Using his past life's knowledge, Han Xiao sweeps through the universe as he prepares for the arrival of the players. This is definitely not your typical transmigration novel.

The Meiji period marks the re-opening of Japan to the West, ending over two centuries of period of national seclusion, and a period of rapid industrialization. The introduction of European literature brought free verse into the poetic repertoire. It became widely used for longer works embodying new intellectual themes. Young Japanese prose writers and dramatists struggled with a whole galaxy of new ideas and artistic schools, but novelists were the first to assimilate some of these concepts successfully.

Natsume Sōseki's (1867–1916) humorous novel Wagahai wa neko de aru(I Am a Cat, 1905) employed a cat as the narrator, and he also wrote the famous novels Botchan (1906) and Kokoro(1914). Natsume, Mori Ōgai, and Shiga Naoya who was called "god of the novel" as the most prominent "I novel" writer, were instrumental in adopting and adapting Western literary conventions and techniques. Ryūnosuke Akutagawais known especially for his historical short stories. Ozaki Kōyō, Kyōka Izumi, and Ichiyo Higuchi represent a strain of writers whose style hearkens back to early-Modern Japanese literature.


In the early Meiji period (1868–1880s), Fukuzawa Yukichi authored Enlightenment literature, while pre-modern popular books depicted the quickly changing country. Then Realismwas brought in by Tsubouchi Shōyō and Futabatei Shimei in the mid-Meiji (late 1880s–early 1890s) while the Classicism of Ozaki Kōyō, Yamada Bimyo and Kōda Rohan gained popularity. Ichiyō Higuchi, a rare female writer in this era, wrote short stories on powerless women of this age in a simple style in between literary and colloquial. Kyōka Izumi, a favored disciple of Ozaki, pursued a flowing and elegant style and wrote early novels such as The Operating Room (1895) in literary style and later ones including The Holy Man of Mount Koya (1900) in colloquial.

Romanticism was brought in by Mori Ōgai with his anthology of translated poems (1889) and carried to its height by Tōson Shimazaki etc. and magazines Myōjō and Bungaku-kai in early 1900s. Mori also wrote some modern novels including The Dancing Girl (1890), The Wild Geese (1911), then later wrote historical novels. Natsume Sōseki, who is often compared with Mori Ōgai, wrote I Am a Cat (1905) with humor and satire, then depicted fresh and pure youth in Botchan (1906) and Sanshirô (1908). He eventually pursued transcendence of human emotions and egoism in his later works including Kokoro (1914) his last and unfinished novel Light and darkness(1916).

Shimazaki shifted from Romanticism to Naturalism which was established with his The Broken Commandment (1906) and Katai Tayama's Futon (1907). Naturalism hatched "I Novel" (Watakushi-shôsetu) that describes about the authors themselves and depicts their own mental states. Neo-romanticism came out of anti-naturalism and was led by Kafū Nagai, Jun'ichirō Tanizaki, Kōtarō Takamura, Hakushū Kitahara and so on in the early 1910s. Saneatsu Mushanokōji, Naoya Shiga and others founded a magazine Shirakaba in 1910. They shared a common characteristic, Humanism. Shiga's style was autobiographical and depicted states of his mind and sometimes classified as "I Novel" in this sense. Ryūnosuke Akutagawa, who was highly praised by Soseki, wrote short stories including Rashōmon (1915) with an intellectual and analytic attitude, and represented Neo-realism in the mid-1910s.

During the 1920s and early 1930s the proletarian literary movement, comprising such writers as Takiji Kobayashi, Denji Kuroshima, Yuriko Miyamoto, and Ineko Sata produced a politically radical literature depicting the harsh lives of workers, peasants, women, and other downtrodden members of society, and their struggles for change.

War-time Japan saw the début of several authors best known for the beauty of their language and their tales of love and sensuality, notably Jun'ichirō Tanizaki and Japan's first winner of the Nobel Prize for Literature, Yasunari Kawabata, a master of psychological fiction. Ashihei Hino wrote lyrical bestsellers glorifying the war, while Tatsuzō Ishikawa attempted to publish a disturbingly realistic account of the advance on Nanjing. Writers who opposed the war include Denji Kuroshima, Mitsuharu Kaneko, Hideo Oguma, and Jun Ishikawa.

this is made for the purpose of getting the authors badge  at any rate I'll just compile world literature

Fifty shades of gray ...
 American Pie ...
 Sex Friends ...
 So much film that makes you want ...
 Not bad ...
 Most young people love hot moments ...
 When the characters undress ...
 They stick ...
 Kiss ...
 Sniff each other ...
 Their sweats stick ...
 The breath of someone different than yourself ...
 Brrrrrr ...
 Yes I'm exaggerating ...
 They also make him leave me alone ...
 Therefore...
 The romanticism in this is what I like ...
 And also the funny parts ...
 But the romance of each of these films is ...
 Like a breath of fresh air ...
 So different and more or less similar to reality ...
 Of course with exaggeration ...
 Whore...
 I remember not having put in the category 🔞 ...
 I will do it after this chapter ...
 Yes, as you will understand ...
 We're going to talk about sex ...
 And romanticism ...
 I was saying...
 This kind of film awakens the senses ...
 Especially the bottom one for the most part ...
 But what is sex ...
 What does this mean for different people ...
 Is it a similar concept for all ...
 Or just an unimportant word ...
 Or just a word that means more than you think ...
 Hmmm ...
 There are different groups of people ...
 Each of these groups have an idea of ​​sex ...
 First there are the asexuals ...
 They know what sex is but are not necessarily attracted ...
 They can, however ...
 But it's not like a loving activity for them ...
 It's a bit like "I don't care but I do it for my partner" ...
 However, life is tough for them ...
 But that's not the subject ...
 I will possibly speak about it in the next chapters ...
 Then there are those who partially love sex ...
 And yes...
 These people like sex but ...
 They don't make it their priority ...
 It just seems like that for them ...
 In short...
 Their lives can be difficult too ...
 Then there are those who love sex ...
 They make it ...
 They love...
 But, however, are not idiots ...
 And finally there are the addicts ...
 Sex addicts ...
 They don't go a minute without thinking about fucking ...
 They love to fuck ...
 They love everything that is synonymous with sex ...
 There are some who are to the point of just seeing the word sex ...
 That they are already hot to fuck ...
 We call them pervert assholes ...
 And of course all these categories are not just for men ...
 Women too ...
 Exactly...
 I was saying...
 Sex is an activity ...
 It allows you to discover yourself and to discover the other ...
 You should also know that there is the category ...
 I will not do anything until I get married ...
 Yes it still exists ...
 Although we are in the 21 st century ...
 So close your valve ...
 These people live normally ...
 And they are human ...
 But in reality what is sex ...
 Why do it ???
 Is it that good ???
 Where is it also because of our fantasies ...
 Of course, of course...
 We feel a lot of things during this activity ...
 The contraction of muscles ...
 A feeling of well-being ...
 A special moment that makes you forget your damn problems ...
 But after ???
 What will there be ???
 We can't fuck 24 hours ...
 Is it really necessary ...
 Isn't it an exaggeration to live on sex ...
 Isn't it just a set of conviction ...
 Convictions that make you think that it is necessarily necessary ...
 Or maybe also that it is necessary ...
 Is it good ...
 Is this wrong ...
 As I said at the beginning ...
 Everyone has their own vision ...
 Everyone has their own perception of things ...
 What is good for me may not be good for you ...
 Just like what's good for you can be bad for ...
 Each of these beliefs ...
 But personally ...
 This book does not give a conclusion ...
 Just for you to think ...
 And keep his comment in his head ...
 Just like the book ...
 Yes, I advertise and then ...
 Damn !!!  I just hope this book will be read ...
 Mainly by open-minded people ...

 Chapter 12 ???  No...
 I do...

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