1. I find a way to admire you. Silently, in writing. Maybe I should have been born as a great writer, because for no apparent reason, I can easily write down your beauty. Because, starting today, you will see that my life has changed a lot. Especially about sense. (The 12th poem, 28 November 2016)
2. Not how good I am in poetry, but how you make me make poetry. It's not about me choosing you, but about you making other women less attractive. (811th poem, 1 March 2017)
3. Not him, or them. Because until this moment, you are still the one who fulfills every sheet of poetry. (April 2017)
4. And finally, from a name to the title of the whole poem. (The 143rd poem, 10 December 2016)
5. This dawn, I found you again. When I thought that I had managed to keep you out of mind, but you suddenly came together with a smile (13th Poem, 29 November 2016)
6. It's been a long time since I started poetry like this. Thank you, you've managed to activate the other side of me that has been dimming for so long. (The 31st poem, 1 December 2016)
7. Good morning, owner of smile poetry. Well, I don't understand what happened to me right now. I am unique, or you are too attractive. (April 2017)
8. I again find you with the dark sky tonight. You smile among the stars, you sparkle beautifully in the darkness of the night. (Poem 1010, March 20 2017)
9. Still about you. About the beauty I touch through prayer, about the perfection I have in hope. (23 April 2017)
10. Do you understand now, why I prefer to love in silence? Because a prayer and a poem written with serenity is far more beautiful, than the seduction of love that is spoken out loud (1067th Poem, 26 March 2017)

My poems were the first I wrote. Track record of how I became a writer. About love, sincerity, ignorance of what people say; the most important thing is my world is calm. Starting from the meeting stage, loving secretly, until the stage of letting go, now (me and my feelings) are immortal in poetry. || Temporary hiatus, currently composing poetry into a story.

Loud and brightly, the students in the classroom recites.
"Ake nureba kururu mono to wa shirinagara, naho urameshiki asaborake ka na."
Even if I know that I will meet you again at dawn, the dawn of parting with you still makes me feel resentment.
Shinji recognizes this paragraph, it is a waka poem from Hyakunin Isshu, poem number fifty-two, Fujiwara no Michinobu Ason, conveys the honest feelings of love.
"Nagekitsutsu hitori neru yoru yo no, akuru ma wa ikani hisashiki mono toka wa shiru."
Do you know how long it feels like a dawn for me, who spends the night alone in mourning knowing that you won't come?
Shinji knows this too, Hyakunin Isshu, poem number fifty-three, Mother of the Right Captain Michitsuna, conveying a sorrowful feeling of a woman that could do nothing but to wait for her husband.
"Wasureji no yukusue made wa katakereba, kefu o kagiri no inochi-tomo ga na."
Remembering forever is very difficult until the distant future, so better yet earlier than seeing your change of heart, I want my life to end today.
And this too, Hyakunin Isshu, poem number fifty-four, Mother of the Honorary Grand Minister Gidōsanshi, saying that even in happiness, there is a love affair that makes us feel uneasy about the future, but it also seems to overlap with the future of people.
Listening to the bright recite of the students, Shinji scratches at the back of his head, "Does our school have a night class?" in a puzzled mind, he ponders.
Well, despite the reason and the fact of having a night class in the school, Shinji thought he is finally safe. There are so many people here, there is nothing to be afraid of anymore!
Hence, putting a please smile up on his face, he raises his hand and puts it on the one and only classroom door. Then, he slowly pushes it to the side.
Just by the moment the light seeps through the door and penetrates into the corridor, the teacher and the students in the classroom notice Shinji. They turn to him immediately at the same pace, they look at the uninvited visitor with a cold stare.
However, just as Shinji takes a glance at the teacher's and students' faces, chill runs down his spine right away. He steps backwards with his legs shivering, he takes his sharpest gasp and stares at their faces.
The students, even the teacher... They have no mouths.
"Ah!"
Just by the moment a scream elapsed from Shinji's lips, the teacher suddenly walks closer to Shinji. She raises her hands and stretches out her fingers, she uses her sharp red nails to scratch and cut her face. She cuts a long and narrow gap on where the mouth should be, she then inserts her fingers into the hole and pulls it open, she peels her skin and flesh apart forcing the hole to widen. Thick blood streams down, now, she is standing right in front of Shinji. She tilts her head and grins at him.
Then, she suddenly asks, "Are you... the student of... Class 1-1...?"
"C-C-C-C-Class 1-1...!?"
As Shinji heard what the teacher mentioned, he reluctantly raises his shivering head and looks up to the sign hanging above the classroom door.
CLASS 1-1. That is what was written on the sign. Now, Shinji has finally found the disappearing Class 1-1 that he has been searching for, however, he thought he has to abandon this chance of seeking for truth now, because in the classroom, all of the students abruptly stand up, they repeat what the teacher just did. They turn to Shinji and cut their skins apart on the mouth, they tilt their heads and grin at Shinji.
Without a second thought, Shinji turns around and dashes away from the classroom. This time, he does not even care which direction he is running towards, he just wants to get himself as far away from the classroom as he can, until eventually he can't run anymore.
He falls to the ground and lies on it, he opens his mouth wide and pants for air as hard as he can. He closes his eyes as he ponders. What he saw just now is unacceptable! They are not night class, they are something else! They are yurei! Ghosts! The voices at the entrance, that were their voices! They are all dead, someone might have killed them! They are trying to find the murderer, they might have taken Shinji as the one they are searching for...
Yabai, maji yabai. Shinji cursed, biting his lower lips. While before he could totally calm himself down, he suddenly feels a cold breeze blowing at him from the back. Then, a small hand pats on his shoulder.
"Ah!"

Eitsuma Middle School, a school built for children from impoverished families, located at the foot of an extremely remote mountain in the outskirts, it is often called the Mountain Foot Middle School. Eitsuma Middle School was founded in 1950, it has a history of more than seventy years.

During these long years of time, many things happened in this school, including everything good and something bad, as all the other school does. However, maybe good and bad things are not the only thing that the students are aware of. The students are always attracted to interesting stories, tales, legends, and as well as all of the hidden cases.

This is a compilation of the Tales of Eitsuma Middle School. 
"It is not a tale, it is not a legend, it is a secret."

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction, any resemblance are all purely coincidental.

Write the option that you consider the most appropriate in your answer sheets:

 (a) When darkness falls there is ___________________________. (i) complete silence everywhere (ii) a shroud covering all things (iii) the crying of the lapwing to be heard (iv) gloom and desolation (b) When does the lapwing come out? (i) at dawn (ii) at night (iii) just before dawn (iv) in the morning (c) Why does the poet open the window? (i) he can get some light (ii) he can hear the lapwing (iii) he can see the lapwing (iv) he can get some air. (d) What are the causes of the Lapwing's misery? (i) loneliness and gloom (ii) loss and pain (iii) darkness and loss (iv) darkness and pain (e) The lapwing's cry fills the poet with _____________________ . (i) longing (ii) anger (iii) unhappiness (iv) joy.

Q7. Read the poem given below and write the option that you consider the most appropriate : 1×6=6 

The island dreams under the dawn 

And great boughs drop tranquillity; 

The peahens dance on a smooth lawn, 

A parrot sways upon a tree, 

Raging at his own image in the enamelled sea. 

Here we will moor our lonely ship 

And wander ever with woven hands, 

Murmauring softly lip to lip, 

Along the grass, along the sands, 

Murmauring how far away are the unquiet lands: 

How we alone of mortals are 

Hid under quiet boughs apart, 

While our love grow and Indian star, 

A meteor of the burning heart, 

One with the tide that gleams, the wings that gleam and dart, 

The heavy boughs, the burnished dove 

That moans and sighs a hundred days: 

How when we die our shades will rove, 

When eve has hushed the feathered ways, 

With vapoury footsole by the water's drowsy blaze. 

A. 'boughs drop tranquillity means the wind... i) has started blowing ii) has stopped blowing iii) has disturbed islanders dreams iv) caused a sea storm B. The parrot is very excited to find its i) swaying joy ii) image formed in the mirror iii) reflection in the sea. iv) loneliness on the tree C. The narrator and his companion would i) leave their ship and rest on sands ii) fasten their ship and go for a walk iii) repair their ship and restart their journey iv) fasten their ship to the parrot's tree D. 'alone of mortal's means away from the company of ... i) animal kingdom ii) other sailors iii) human beings iv) parrots and peahens E. When the islanders die, the evening will become i) noisy and violent ii) silent and tranquil iii) snowy and frosty iv) damp and dull

 F. Find the word in the poem which means same as - 'wander without a settled destination'. i) sways ii) dart iii) rove iv) moans.

Q8. Read the poem given below and write the option that you consider the most appropriate : 1×6=6 

Bas Ben Adhem 

My fellow man I do not care for.

 I often ask me. What's he there for? 

The only answer I can find Is, 

Reproduction of his kind. 

If I'm supposed to swallow that, 

Winnetka is my habitat.

Isn't it time to carve Hic Jacet 

Above that Reproduction racket? 

To make the matter more succinct; 

Suppose my fellow man extinct. 

Why, who would not approve the plan

 Save possibly my fellow man? 

Yet with a politician's voice 

He names himself as Nature's choice. 

The finest of the human race 

Are bad in figure, worse in face.

 Yet just because they have two legs

 And come from storks instead of eggs 

They count the spacious firmament 

As something to be charged and sent. 

Though man created cross-town traffic, 

The Daily Mirror, News and Graphic, 

The pastoral fight and fighting pastor,

 And Queen Marie and Lady Astor, 

He hails himself with drum and fife 

And bullies lower forms of life.

 Not that I think much depends 

On how we treat our feathered friends, 

Or hold the wrinkled elephant 

A nobler creature than mu aunt. 

It's simply that I'm sure I can

 Get on without my fellow man. 

------Ogden Nash 

A. The narrator believes that the only purpose of his fellow man's existence is .... i) creating something new ii) producing food grains iii) reproducing individuals of his kind iv) cultivating good culture. B. The fellow man should be saved to preserve his entity / existence before he .... i) becomes outdated ii) becomes old and tired iii) becomes incapable of doing any work. iv) becomes extinct C. The narrator believes that human beings on this planet have given them a.. i) bad name ii) bad home iii) sad future iv) better future D. The man has designed and devised many things but he has been very harsh and unkind to .... i) neighbouring people ii) people across the seas iii) lower forms of life iv) aliens from other planet. E. 'Our feathered friends' refer to .... i) people with fur hats ii) friends who accompany us to 300 iii) Birds in general iv) Bird watches.

 F. Find the word in the poem which means ____ terse, concise. i) worse ii) spacious iii) succinct iv) wrinkled.

Q9. Read the poem given below and write the option that you consider the most appropriate : 1×6=6 MENDING WALL - Robert Frost 

Something there is that doesn't love a wall. 

That sends the frozen-ground-swell under it,

 And spills the upper boulders in the sun, 

And makes gaps even two can pass abreast. 

The work of hunters is another thing: 

I have come after them and made repair 

Where they have left not one stone on a stone, 

But they would have the rabbit out of hiding, 

To please the yelping dogs. 

The gaps I mean, 

 No one has seen them made or heard them made,

 But at spring mending-time we find them there. 

I let my neighbour know beyond the hill 

And on a day we meet to walk the line 

And set the wall between us once again. 

We keep the wall between us as we go. 

To each the boulders that have fallen to each. 

And some are loaves and some so nearly balls 

We have to use a spell to make them balance: 

'Stay where you are until our backs are turned!' 

We wear our fingers rough with handling them. 

Oh, just another kind of out-door game, 

One on a side. It comes to little more: 

There where it is we do not need the wall: 

He is all pine and I am apple orchard. 

My apple trees will never get across 

And eat the cones under his pines, I tell him. 

He only says, 'Good fences make good neighbours'. 

Spring is the mischief in me, and I wonder 

If I could put a notion in his head: 

'Why do they make good neighbours? 

Isn't it Where there are cows? 

But here there are no cows. 

Before I built a wall I'd ask to know 

What I was walling in or walling out,

 And to whom I was like to give offense.

 Something there is that doesn't love a wall,. 

That wants it down.' I could say 

'.Elves' to him,

 But it's not elves exactly, and I'd rather 

He said it for himself. 

I see him there 

Bringing a stone grasped firmly by the top 

In each hand, like an old-stone savage armed. 

He moves in darkness as it seems to me 

Not of woods only and the shade of trees. 

He will not go behind his father's saying,

 And he likes having thought of it so well 

He says again. "Good fences make good neighbours." 

A. Something is there that makes i) cracks in a wall ii) wall writing on a wall iii) gaps in a wall iv) nests in a wall B. Hunters also bring down a wall so that they can help their i) friends who dislike wall ii) dogs which are hungry iii) neighbours who are unfriendly iv) cattle which need fodder C. The narrator and his neighbour undertake the mending task .... i) Whenever they get hired labourers ii) When there is a chance of quarrel iii) during spring season iv) during summer holidays. D. The narrator compares the mending exercise with ..... i) an outdoor game ii) a theatre show iii) an adventure iv) a friends get together E. The neighbour has been compared with a ... i) beggar ii) savage iii) soldier iv) fighter. 

F. 'darkness' refers to... i) complete absense of light ii) cloudy weather iii) ignorance and lack of knowledge iv) dense shade of trees and plants.

Q10. Read the poem given below and write the option that you consider the most appropriate : 1×6=6

 I wandered lonely as a cloud

 That floats on high o'er vales and hills, 

When all at once I saw a crowd, 

A host, of golden daffodils;

Since high school, Jin, a billionaire CEO, has neglected all the other women in his life in order to pursue Eunji, his dream girl. In his dreams, she wove an exciting future for them. But he was afraid to confess to her how he felt. 

Even though she had no feelings for him, Eunji, a cheerful young lady, agreed to date him. But he was too reserved for her. "He isn't my kind of guy" She gave up hope of ever seeing him again. 

Jin had plenty of time to catch her, but he let her slip through his grasp. In the end, he was left with nothing. 

Is this going to be the last chapter? Or is this the culmination of a fresh start that is about to begin?

If he is shy, then why the Novel named 'Domineering Husband'? Find out reading the novel.


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That night, Ishida had a dream. It was nothing like any dream he had ever had.
Ishida found himself standing on the balcony of a seaside house at dawn. He was staring out at the dark ocean, watching as wave after wave lapped onto the shore.
Seagulls flew by in the unlighted sky above him. A breeze gently shook the leaves of nearby palm trees. A bright yellow sphere was rising from the mountains, illuminating dark clouds and giving light to everything. 
Rays of light emerged from the calm waters, lighting up the area and revealing that the ocean was indeed blue, not black. The dark brown sand turned to a caramel-like color.
The sphere disappeared behind a stratus cloud and reappeared again. It was a new day.
"Hello, Ishida," a familiar voice said.
Ishida turned around and saw his father. "Father? Father!"
The two of them embraced each other for a long, long time.
"I'm so glad to meet you again, Father," Ishida said as tears of joy flowed down his cheeks.
"You do realize that this is a dream, right?" Ishida's father smiled.
"Yes, of course I do."
"Let us spend a few moments watching the sunrise, shall we? Dawn is always my favorite time of day. It marks the beginning of a new day— a new day with new opportunities."
Ishida nodded.
 "Son, I have a favor to ask you. I know this isn't the best time for it, but will you do one last favor for me?"
"Of course!"
"Don't give up in persuading King Rexius to come back down. Please, I know you can do it. You have suffered a setback, but that's all. King Rexius isn't an ignorant man. He may pretend to not care about his people, but in truth, he cares about them more than anything.
"Really? But I don't see how he cares about them. He told me that he wouldn't be convinced, no matter what we told him."
Ishida's father laughed. "He's pretending to be ignorant, but deep down, he is thinking about what you said. Fortunately, dead people like me can read minds. I can see that he's thinking about returning to Piletus City. All he needs is some more convincing. I want to have a world without bloodshed, even if I won't be alive to see it. Will you grant me my wish?"
"I will do my best, Father," Ishida promised. "I will grant you your wish!"
Ise Sakai smiled. "Thanks, Son. I knew I could rely on you. Well, you really should get some rest. Let me recite the poem that I wrote for you during my stay at King Rexiu's palace so that you can go to sleep."
Ishida nodded eagerly. 
Ishida's father took a deep breath and began reciting the poem. It was more like a song, for it had a rhythm and a melody. 
The melody was full of hope and inspiration, and the rhythm fit in surprisingly well with the words of the poem. 

"In the stillness of the night,
In the distance, there's a light.
The horizon's brightly shining
Its luminous glow blinding

Why the sun's shining so bright
Is because with all its might,
It's trying to hide Del Cealus from me,
But I'll soon be there to set the people free
 
The earth spins round and round
While I sail through the sky;
Soon Del Cealus shall be found
And be brought down from up high
 
I'm taking along with me 
My father's determined mind,
While watching over me
Are my Mother's sweet bright eyes

The day will come when bloodshed ends
And humans no longer offend.
The sky's now open, ever so proud;
Awaiting your flight in the clouds

Glide above land quick and sly
To reach the city of the sky
The day will come when Great Rexius will rule;
And take the nations to the sky…"

By sheer fate, Ishida unexpectedly meets a girl named Rhina. Together, they set out in search of a lost city at sea and its myriad treasures that are regarded by most people as legends. Ishida’s father had set out in search of the place, too, but never returned. The journey will take the bold travelers onto mysterious islands, through sun-scorched deserts, and over perilous mountains. But most importantly, the two travelers will discover their true selves when they confront what will determine their fate. The questions remain: will they be able to find the lost sea city and Ishida’s father? Or is the place they are searching for simply non-existent?

Sunlight beckons, a new dawn's day,
Chasing away the dark night's grey. 
,
Proud hills and white forests covered the eye,
A frozen world beneath a bold blue sky. 
,
In this new dawn, there danced a white fox,
In glittering snow, and ice, and frost. 
,
From tree to tree, from hill to hill,
The fox danced wherever she will. 
,
Come dawn, come noon, the fox yet spun,
A dance of joy, a dance of fun. 
,
Now marches on, the evening's dark,
Does that free dance yet fall apart?
,
Nay, that white fox dances true,
From dawn to dusk, she begins anew. 
,
And as the light yet fades to grey,
That fox prepares a new dawn's day.
_
Written by: AuthorWiz
Written on: March 26th, 2018
Inspired by: Love (Poem I wrote when I was in love.)

I decided to post some poems I've written and also will post most poems given by anyone, to find out how, read "Anthology Expectations"
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Sophia's pov 

'jake I need your help 'I said, then I explained to him that my friend Rose is in love with Zack( zack is one of Jake's friend or gang member or something) I pleaded with Jake to talk to Zack on my behalf so Rose can be happy. 

MANY PLEASE LATER( like in sponge bob)
Jake agreed and promised he would get them together( I love seeing my friends happy) I didn't tell him what happened between Maddie and I because Jake has anger management problems and he could kill her or hurt her ( I don't want my prince charming to go to jail). I got to bed and got some shut eye. I woke up and did all my morning routine before school and hopped into Mia's older brother car, after seeing many buildings and cars passing by we finally got to school(we would have listened to some songs on the way but no, Mia had to have an argument with her brother and didn't want to touch any of his stuff, and yes my best friend can be dumb, am still wondering why nobody that entering his car is part of touching his stuff) When I got to school I saw Rose and gave her a big hug , she seemed so happy, i asked why she was happy and she informed me that her and Zack are actually having conversation together, i was really happy and proud of myself. While I was lost in my thoughts I felt someones hand on my waist and I turned back it was the old man himself the one and only Jake( I was about to slap the him ) he took me, wait let me rephrase he carried me on his shoulder like a sack of potato(he can be a pain in the ass sometimes, by sometime i mean every fucking time) He took  me to an empty classroom, after talking and laughing he asked me to be his val for Valentine's Day and i said yes we were about to kiss and then we heard the bell , i was really happy who knew the bell was an angel. After attending all my classes, it was time to eat (I love food when I mean love I mean obsessed) my favorite poem about food was written by Christina Rossetti in 1862
"Morning and evening
Maids heard the goblins cry:
'Come buy our orchard fruits,
Come buy, come buy:
Apples and quinces,
Lemons and oranges,
Plump unpeck'd cherries,
Melons and raspberries,
Bloom-down-cheek'd peaches,
Swart-headed mulberries,
Wild free-born cranberries,
Crab-apples, dewberries,
Pine-apples, blackberries,
Apricots, strawberries;—
All ripe together
In summer weather …'

And my other favorite Food based poem is The Emperor Of Ice Cream by Wallace Stevens in 1923
Call the roller of big cigars,
The muscular one, and bid him whip
In kitchen cups concupiscent curds.
Let the wenches dawdle in such dress
As they are used to wear, and let the boys
Bring flowers in last month's newspapers.
Let be be finale of seem.
The only emperor is the emperor of ice-cream.

Take from the dresser of deal,
Lacking the three glass knobs, that sheet
On which she embroidered fantails once
And spread it so as to cover her face.
If her horny feet protrude, they come
To show how cold she is, and dumb.
Let the lamp affix its beam.
The only emperor is the emperor of ice-cream.
       I texted Mia and told her I had my first val
Me: 
Jake asked me to be his val 🙀 and I said yes 

Mia❤: 
Omg 😱 
am happy for you, wait I thought you hated Valentine's Day.

Let me explain why I hate Valentine's Day;
Every Valentine's Day something bad always happen to me and I end up being sad and everything goes bad throughout that day. I and Aiden broke up two weeks towards Valentine's Day, My crush knelt down in front of me and said will you be my val, then I screamed yes but it turns out he wasn't talking about me but he was talking to a girl behind me, I felt so stupid and embarrassed. School finally ended, i dashed into my mom's car and headed home, when I got home I was so exhausted and slept off, I jumped off the bed when I remembered I have an assignment and the deadline was by 12:00am ( have you ever had an assignment which you had to submit that same day but you thought you had the time so you just decided to chill and be lazy because you thought you had enough time, well I guess this one If those moments) it was a good thing I knew what i was doing, i was able to submit before the deadline and finally went to bed. I wake up did my daily routine and got into Mia's older brother's car, they had resolved their arguments, we listened to Charlie Puth by Marvin Gaye and Meghan Trainor 

Let's Marvin Gaye and get it on
You got the healing that I want
Just like they say it in the song
Until the dawn
Let's Marvin Gaye and get it on

We got this king size to ourselves
Don't have to share with no one else
Don't keep your secrets to yourself
It's karma sutra show and tell
Yeah

Woah
There's loving in your eyes
That pulls me closer
(That pulls me closer)
It's so subtle
(It's so subtle)
I'm in trouble
(I'm in trouble)
But I'd love to be in trouble with you

Let's Marvin Gaye and get it on
You got the healing that I want
Just like they say it in the song
Until the dawn
Let's Marvin Gaye and get it on
You got to give it up to me
I'm screaming mercy, mercy please
Just like they say it in the song
Until the dawn
Let's Marvin Gaye and get it on

And when you leave me all alone
I'm like a stray without a home
I'm like a dog without a bone
I just want you for my own
I got to have you babe

Woah
There's loving in your eyes
That pulls me closer
(That pulls me closer)
It's so subtle
(It's so subtle)
I'm in trouble
(I'm in trouble)

But I'd love to be in trouble with you
Let's Marvin Gaye and get it on
Oh baby, you got that healing that I want
Just like they say it in the song
Until the dawn

Let's Marvin Gaye and get it on
Let's Marvin Gaye and get it on
You got that healing that I want
Just like they say it in the song
Until the dawn

Let's Marvin Gaye and get it on, baby
You got to give it up to me
I'm screaming mercy, mercy please
Just like they say it in the song
Until the dawn
Let's Marvin Gaye and get it on
Just like they say it in the song
Until the dawn
Let's Marvin Gaye and get it on
we sang along, Mia was destroying our ear drums by screaming and calling it singing. When we got to school people seemed to be talking about something and we decided to eavesdrop, There was a new guy in school his name was Miles from the source we got, people said he was better than Jake in every way, I didn't believe what they said because nobody is better than my old man(jake and yes I call him old man, it is romantic 😏) My jaws dropped when I saw    
Miles, he looked like a ken doll, he looked so perfect, the bell rang and I headed out to my class. When I got to class and had my seat, Miles sad beside me I couldn't help but stare in confusion, make walked in he looked pretty mad maybe because of what people are saying about Miles but I didn't believe any of it because my old man is perfect to me. jake was to head out if the class so I followed him but stopped because he, Zack, and Luke were having a conversation so I waited to my surprise Miles cane towards me and we started talking, we even exchanged number, I was about to give him a friendly handshake but Jake just had to interrupt everything, when I got there he told Luke and Zack to excuse us and they did and I got two news ready for me both bad and good. 

Stay High

An hour later I was leaning against a couch with a red cup filled with Coke in my hand. I had nothing against drinking or people who drank. I just didn't like the taste of alcohol. Marcus had teased me about my Coke when everyone else were drinking beer but I just rolled my eyes and flipped his precious snapback off his head.

We were playing truth or dare although it had mainly consisted of dares so far. I had already been dared to do the shot of Jagermeister by a bitter Marcus whom I got back at by daring him into prank-calling our meanest lecturer.

There was a hole bunch of us playing and I was having a wicked good time just listening to the dialogue around me.

"How many people have you slept with on campus?"

"Take a shot Jonas!"

"Which is your least favourite frat on campus?"

"Don't you dare say ours!"

"Fuck you, Luke!"

"Which one of our professors would you fuck if you had to?"

"I bet you'd wanna bang that old bat, what's her name? Tristein!"

"Ewwww!"

The bottle was spun again and now it landed on the person sitting next to me.

"Azaleaaaa!" Marcus shouted when the bottle finally landed on Azalea. All through game Marcus had been attempting to spin the bottle so it would land on Azalea and he looked happier than ever now that it finally had.

"Shut it, Marcus. I'm right here, you need not shout." She said acting very classy.

"I have a dare for you! Slap the person to your left on the booty." Marcus hollered, not lowering his volume one bit. Azalea slapped the back of his head instead and Marcus wailed, holding his head. "The booty, I said! You cruel woman!"

Azalea tried not to smirk but she failed miserably. She and Marcus had been flirting madly all evening long which surprised me since I hadn't thought that she was that much of a flirt. I was still happy for her, even if seeing new love beginning to bloom did kind of bring me down.

"You got what you deserved. And now it's my turn to spin the bottle! She said and did just that while Marcus focused on giving her the stink eye.

"Isaac!"

I was glad that I was sitting down since my legs went numb upon hearing his name. How had I missed him joining our crew?

I inconspicuously turned my head a little and found him in my peripheral vision. He was lounging on the armrest of the armchair, Gigi was sitting on a wore a bored, yet somehow challenging expression on his handsome face. I realized that I was staring and quickly turned away. The last thing I needed was for him to figure out that I had a crush on him and then cruelly tease me about it every chance he got.

"Hit me with your best shot." Isaac said.

"Make out with someone's boyfriend or girlfriend." Marcus ordered.

"Why you always gotta stir up some shit? He has a girlfriend, man!" Cole interfered but Isaac was already on the move. My thoughts ran wild, too fast for me to even fully grasp them. Would he.... no he couldn't .... but what if he did?

Isaac smirked and walked around the circle where we were sitting. My heart was beating so loudly that I was certain he could hear it. I held my breath as he passed by me only to keep walking right over to Gigi. Gigi responded to his smirk and then he crouched down to kiss her.

My breath got stuck in my throat and I needed to cough out the Coke I had been sipping. Azalea hit my back to ease my choking but it did no good. All the fun I had been having seemed to vanish. Why had I come here again?

"Cheating, cheating!" Marcus yelled.

Isaac finally turned away from Gigi to answer Marcus. "How is it cheating? You told me to make out with someone's girlfriend and I did." He claimed smugly.

"Someone's else, you dumb fuck!"

"You never said that."

Marcus growled under his breath but then said. "Fine, you slimy bastard. But I'll get you next time!"

Isaac raised one eyebrow at him. "Looking forward to it."

"Okay, okay! Kendric! Make a poem of one person in this room." Marcus commanded reading from the list of dares the frat boys had written down before the party. I suspected that the list had been going around longer than that, though. I had read a bit of the list over Marcu's shoulder while he wasn't looking and some of the dares were near ancient like allow one of your fraternity brothers to ride your favorite horse. Maybe every year they had added a new dare to the list.

"A poem?" Someone repeated incredulously.

"That's weak, man!" Another yelled.

"The fuck! I had to do a fucking shirtless lap dance!"

"And it was glorious, really Artie."

"You're playing favorites." Accused Cole.

Marcus put on his most hurt face. "Am not!"

"Are too!"

"I'd like to recite my poem now. It's about Dawn, my angel." Said Kendrick from my history class and winked at me while I went beet red.

The entire room hollered, save for Isaac whose face turned expressionless as if someone had pressed an off button.

"Dawn

sweet pea

won't you dance with me?"

There was silence in the room until Erika whom I had only just met but already really liked spoke up. "That is the worst poem in the history of drunken poems." She declared and everyone agreed except for me.

"I thought it was sweet." I defended and Kendrick smiled gratefully at me while Isaac stared at his phone. He looked hella pissed but maybe I was just hoping that he was.

"Aren't all poems drunken poems? They sure sound like it." Marcus pointed out. "With all the dumb metaphors and shit."

"Barbarian." Azalea sighed.

Marcus immediately turned to her, sensing a chance to flirty bicker some more. "Well, excuse you, Ms. History Major."

"Gigi!"

Kendric took over as the card reader since Marcus was occupied with Azalea. "Spin the bottle, whomever it lands on you must take their shirt off, only using your teeth." He announced sounding victorious.

It landed on Cole and the entire room hollered. Gigi flashed him a flirtatious smile and crawled over to where he was sitting on the floor which earned her another round of whistling and applause.

Isaac put his foot, on her way, stopping her.

"Woman, don't you dare." He warned her with a smile and smirked in response.

"Oh, but baby, it's just a game." She replied coyly.

I stood up from my position on the floor. I figured that no one would notice me leaving with a dare like that in progress. I had enough of the happy couple and their disgusting flirting. I just wanted to go home.

I searched high and low for my jacket until I found it under six other coats and then I called a cab company to come pick me up. I wasn't sure where or when the buses ran so I just took the easy way out. Usually a student like me wouldn't have that kind of extra money to spend but I had just received a little money from my grandma so I allowed myself this small joy.

I put on my jacket and headed outside. I'd rather wait for the cab outside than to spend any more time in the full house.

After I had been waiting for a few minutes I heard the door behind me open and close. I looked over my shoulder and suddenly all my senses were on high alert.

Isaac had just appeared on the porch. He stopped by the fence surrounding the porch, leaning against it and holding my gaze. He lighted a cigarette, never taking his eyes off of me. My artistic side was aching to take a picture of the scene, it was like my very fingers were craving to feel the familiar cool surface of my camera. Although nowadays I usually kept it with me I had left it at home that night because I was afraid it would get broken at a place like this. It was cruel fate that the one night I didn't have my camera with me I was inspired to photograph again.

"That really is an awful way to die." I said, mainly just to break the strange tension between us.

He made no effort to put out his cigarette. "I know."

"Then why do it?" I asked, feeling brave because he hadn't shot me down right away which I took as a good sign. Maybe one day he'd find it in himself to forgive me.

He shrugged and exhaled smoke. "Nervous habit, I guess."

"Who's giving you trouble now."

He looked away, not answering and I suddenly knew exactly who. "Oh."

This felt too weird for me to handle. Isaac and I had never been the best of friends but we had never felt this distant. Now we were only strangers who shared memories. I knew so many things about him, things that I had never noticed I was memorizing until now that I was no longer supposed to know them.

He put out his cigarette and I knew that I was about to lose him once more so I let my gaze wander to find something else to talk about.

Something was peeking out of the pocket of his black jeans. Before I couldn't think further I had already snatched it. It was a joint. I found it curious that he had stuffed it in his pocket. This was college, no one here cared what you smoked so why had he hidden it? Was it because of me? Had he not wanted me to see it? But how would he have known that I was even out there? Had he followed me outside? But why?

Isaac glared at me, preparing to say something nasty, I'd bet, but I beat him to it. I glared at him right back and much to my shock, he looked away as if he was ashamed of what I had found in him.

"Weed can cause anxiety attacks, Isaac."I said sternly.

He shook his head stubbornly. "No, weed is what helps me cope." He claimed.

"Sometimes, maybe. But other 
times..."

Isaac lit the joint as if just to spite me. "Stop meddling." He said taking a hit. Immediately I retaliated by stealing it from his lips. He glared at me and tried to pry the joint off my fingers but I stood my ground and walked away from him, only to have him follow.

"So you wouldn't care if I did the same?" I asked turning the joint around my fingers. I put it closer to my lips, not sure if I was going to take a hit or not.

"Okay, all right, that's enough." He said seeking to retrieve what was his but I easily dodged his hand.

"Why? I thought we weren't anything. I thought you didn't care anymore at all." I provoked him, desperate for a sign that he still cared about me.

I put the joint to my lips once more. I wasn't really going to smoke marijuana since I hated drugs but Isaac's reaction to me even attempting to do so made it somehow intoxicating.

He frowned. "Dawn, stop it." 

"Why? If it's not a big deal why can't I try too?"

He looked lost for a moment and struggled to find a reason to tell me no for something he himself was guilty of. "Because....you're Dawn." He ended up saying.

I rolled my eyes. "And you're Isaac. Great argument, by the way."

"Knock it off, Dawn. This isn't funny. You don't do this kind of shit. I'm not going to let you."

"You can't stop me."

He laughed but it didn't sound amused and the smile didn't reach his eyes. "Oh yes I can be." He replied threateningly.

"You have no control over me." I claimed but I really shouldn't have said that. His eyes lit up like flares after hearing the subtle challenge in my voice. He grabbed my wrist and forcibly made my fingers, one by one, let go of the joint.

He pushed me against the wall that surrounded the house. "Oh, yeah? Watch me." He nearly growled and threw the joint in a cup of Coke someone had left outside.

"Why did you start smoking?" I questioned, determined to not show him any hesitation on my part.

He stayed quiet and at first I thought he wasn't going to answer me at all until a few minutes later I was proven  wrong. "Because no matter what I do I can't get you out of my head and it's getting really fucking annoying." Isaac spat.

My heart started beating faster but I tried to play it cool. "Having a girlfriend really doesn't convey the message, you know."

"Anything... to distract me. She knows that it's nothing serious. Nothing like you and..." His voice faded away even though I was desperate to hear the end of the sentence.

"Chase and I broke up." I blurted out. I just needed to get it out in the open and he needed to hear it.

His expression did a 180. "What? When?" He asked just as the cab I had called rolled into the yard. I made an attempt to go to it but Isaac put a hand next to my head, effectively cutting off my exit.

I decided not to fight it. I'd just call another cab if this one got tired of waiting for me. "Last Monday."

"And nobody told me. Figures." Isaac huffed. The way he said it set off butterflies in my stomach as if had he known about the split he would have done something about it.

"Well, you didn't want to speak with me so it would have been kind of hard for me to tell you." I replied rather dryly.

"You pissed me off." Isaac said and straightforward manner. It still managed to surprise me, how he at times could be so direct.

"And I apologize for that." I said for what felt like the million time.

Isaac stared at the chipped white paint behind me, not meeting my eyes as he spoke. "You're the only person even capable of pissing me off. I don't care enough to get angry at anyone else. But...you get under my skin like nobody else does." He reluctantly admitted.

I pushed his hair back, surprising as both. I didn't mean to do it, it was like my hand had a mind of its own. There was a heavy pause during which we just stared into each other's eyes. We both wanted to say something but neither could find the right words for it.

"I ruined it." He blurted out just then.

My eyes widened. "What?"

"I ruined it, okay. I always do. I'm sorry, Dawn. I miss you. Please don't shut me out."

He looked at me and I stared right back. Then, as if we were acting as one, we simultaneously leaned in. I managed to take a quick breath until our lips collided. He took my breath away, my whole body was tingling from his touch and I could have swoon that sparks flew as our lips connected, over and over again. It was amazing, beautiful, perfect and I could have kept kissing him until the sun rose. If not for one tiny thing.

Gigi.

Guilt flooded over me. How could I have forgotten her? The only thing that had kept me in my right mind after breaking up with Chase that despite loving another was that I hadn't cheated. But now I had gone and kissed someone who already had a girlfriend! What had I done?

Devastated, I untangled myself from Isaac, ran into the taxi that was just about to leave the yard and slammed the door shut. I pretended not to hear Isaac yelling my name and not to see how the cab driver was looking at me via the mirror.

I just curled up into myself and cried the whole way home. What was wrong with me? Why did I have to keep messing things up?

Dawn Montenegro has never been one to swoon over guys. But when absolutely gorgeous creatures moves nextdoor, even she has to admit that she's a little taken aback. That is until said hottie opens his mouth and turns out to be the most arrogant person Dawn has ever met. She makes sure to voice....

Ye Weiming rode the horse carriage with March and went back to Bian Liang City. Along the way, he brought the Four Treasures of the Study, a bottle of starch paste, and a pair of scissors. After sending March into the Divine Constable Bureau, he went back to his own room.
Actually, the treatment at the Divine Constable Bureau was not bad. Besides the fact that their working attire was free, they even gave him an apartment. The room wasn't big. It could only fit one table, one chair, and one bed. However, it was an individual room. When he felt tired after completing his missions, he could come back anytime to take a rest.
He entered his room and opened the windows. Then, he took out 'The Study of Internal Energy' that Chou Ba dropped and used it. His expiration exercise increased by one level.
After that, Ye Weiming took out the beginner lightness kungfu, 'Eight Step Chasing Toad. After using it, the scripture disappeared in a flash of white light. A new skill was added to Ye Weiming's skills section.
Eight Step Chasing Toad (Beginner)
Level: 1
Proficiency: 0/250
This is a widely known lightness kungfu of the Earth Hall Lightness Scripture. It can increase a player's speed exponentially.
Movement +20
Without any hesitation, Ye Weiming used the cultivation he was rewarded with after killing Chou Ba and raised the level of his 'Eight Step Chasing Toad' to level 3.
Cultivation was a good thing. It was able to change into the proficiency of any martial arts. It was like a universal proficiency. The only flaw was that it was hard to obtain. Ye Weiming over-fulfilled the quota in his past mission and killed a level 25 boss, but he only managed to get 800 proficiency.
After a series of actions, Ye Weiming's stats went through a huge change.
Ye Weiming
Level: 13
…
Blood: 680/680
Internal energy: 530/530
Physique: 66
Arm strength: 66
Movement: 131
Reaction: 66
Intelligence: 25
Enlightenment: 28
Expiration exercise (lacking)
Level: 6
Proficiency: 32/3200
…
Blood +300, Internal energy +300
Physique +30, Arm strength +30, Movement +30, Reaction +30
…
Sword of the Yue Maiden (lacking)
Level: 6
…
Eight Step Chasing Toad (Beginner)
Level: 3
…
Proficiency: 0/1000
Movement +60
…
A beginner level kungfu was really awesome. Now, Ye Weiming finally had an attribute that went above 100.
After converting his rewards for the day into his stats, Ye Weiming took out his biggest reward, the weird block of wood. 
No matter how he looked at it, the structure of this thing looked like a Rubik's cube. But, the Rubik's cube had different colors for each side of the cube. As for this weird piece of wood, there were no colors on it at all. It only had some carved drawings that no one could understand.
But, this wasn't enough to beat Ye Weiming.
He took out the Four Treasures of the Study he bought and copied all the drawings on the six sides of the Rubik's cube. Then, he cut every drawing out individually and pieced them together on a single piece of paper as if he was playing with a puzzle. This was when he realized that the carvings on the block of wood were actually the drawings of five sceneries and the writings of a poem.
The five sceneries carved on the block were: The four wonders of Mount Tai which included the dawn of Mount Tai, the sea of clouds, the sunset glow, and the golden yellow sea. The last drawing was the landscape of the Eighteen Bends.
The last surface was carved with a poem written by the poet sage Du Fu. It was called  'Gazing on the Peak':
And what then is Daizong like? 
Over Qi and Lu, green unending.
Creation compacted spirit splendors here, 
Dark and Light, riving dusk and dawn. 
Exhilarating the breast, it produces layers of cloud; 
splitting eye-pupils, it has homing birds entering. 
Someday may I climb up to its highest summit, 
with one sweeping view see how small all other mountains are.
From the drawings and the poem, it wasn't hard to guess that the secret of this Rubik's cube must have been related to Mount Tai.
Ye Weiming continued working hard and labeled the 54 small squares based on the poems and the drawings he pieced together.
All this preparation work took him an entire hour.
Looking at the result of his one hour of hard work, Ye Weiming finally revealed a satisfactory smile on his face. Then, he casually observed the construction of the Rubik's cube with the labels he made and started turning the Rubik's cube furiously.
When Ye Weiming was still studying, there would always be interesting things that were popular for a period of time. Besides learning useless skills like turning pencils and books, he also played intellectual games like the Rubik's cube and the nine ring puzzle.
Click, click, click…
After a series of clear and crisp sounds, the six faces of the Rubik's cube started coming together. 
Approximately 30 seconds later…
Clang!
As Ye Weiming turned the last section of the Rubik's cube and the six faces were all in position, the Rubik's cube immediately gave off a different sound. Following that, the side of the cube where the poem was carved sprung out, revealing the extremely small hidden compartment inside the cube. A small paper ball the size of a pearl rolled out.
If this person used such a method to hide an item, would other people be able to get it if they smashed the Rubik's cube?
Ye Weiming shook his head. He felt that this thought was dangerous. Since Old Man Li dared to use the cube to hide his secret, there must have been something behind it. If he really smashed the Rubik's cube, the ball of paper would most likely be destroyed along with the cube.
He picked up the piece of paper from the table and opened it carefully. There were a few lines of small words written in cursive script. Old Man Li was indeed a martial arts master and an elder of the pugilistic world. His words were beautiful but Ye Weiming could only recognize a few words.
The words were too cursive!
Just as Ye Weiming was considering whether he should have looked for Zhan Zhao to help him translate, a notification suddenly popped up on the system section.
Ding! You have solved the secret of the 'Weird Block of Wood'. You have received a hint for a treasure: I received the most powerful sword skill of the Mount Tai Sect but after practicing it diligently for 10 years, there were still no results. After living in seclusion, I couldn't bear to give the sword skill up, so I hid it in the underground palace below the Leifeng Pagoda. The details of the location of the treasure and the points to take note is as follows: …
Ye Weiming turned the paper over. There was a simple map at the back. The exact location of the sword skill scripture was marked. 
Leifeng Pagoda?
So Old Man Li entered the Mount Tai Sect and learned his martial arts there. Then, he lived a secluded life in Dukang Village and continued practicing the sword skill. When he didn't succeed, he went to Hangzhou and hid the sword skill scripture. 
As expected from a person who practiced martial arts. He really knew how to make things difficult for other people!
Ye Weiming looked down on Old Man Li's way of doing things but under the temptation of the martial arts scripture, Ye Weiming still decided to make a journey there. However, before this, he needed to visit Zhan Zhao to take a few missions near Hangzhou.
Unexpectedly, Zhan Zhao wasn't on shift today. The NPC distributing missions changed into the iron mask man, You Jin.
"If you want to go to Hangzhou, I do have a mission to recommend to you." After understanding Ye Weiming's intention, You Jin voluntarily recommended him a mission.
Dragon Gate Escort
Mission level: Five-star
The Dragon Gate Express at Hangzhou is in danger of getting annihilated. As a legal agency of the pugilistic world that pays taxes to the imperial court, the Divine Constable Bureau has the responsibility to protect it. Head to the Dragon Gate Escort to investigate the truth and report your findings to the Divine Constable Bureau using pigeons. Protect the people in the Dragon Gate Express.
Mission rewards: EXP 5,000, Cultivation 500, 100 Gold.
After looking at the mission, Ye Weiming expressed tactfully, "I will not take it!"
You Jin remained silent for a few moments. No one was able to see the change in his expression under the iron mask. A few seconds later, he asked, "Why not?"
"My ability is not strong enough. I'm worried that I might delay the official business. Sir You, please find someone else." Ye Weiming explained that he rejected the mission because his ability wasn't strong enough but the real reason was…
The rewards for the mission were disappointing!


Ye Weiming, a smart and clear-headed young man, enters the game 'Eternal Justice' and gets 'fooled' into becoming a constable of the Divine Constable Bureau. Armed with the unique skill of finding clues through post-mortem and on-site investigation, his attributes rise quickly and he becomes one of the top martial arts master in this pugilistic game world. However, to maintain his position, more challenging missions await him...

One of every life process: create layers. Someone tells this the aura, what surrounds you. That humor is sucked in at first contact.
What had to be separated is done, but externally. One can mutate like a chameleon and be the color of the environment and adapt under the circumstances.
Personally, on the inside, what you keep in your heart, what instinctively drives you, what unconsciously motivates you, what makes you irrational. Have you already detected it? Can you change it now?
On the second day we concluded that there is, to continue deepening until separating more things. What is oppressing you, above you. And what is pulling, under you.
The earth is extensive from the change and on it remembers there is a first heaven, a second heaven and a third heaven. In these heavens, degrees of internal conflict are managed to change resulting in degrees of overcoming, such as: sensitivity, awareness and regeneration.
One can feel like a child again. It even seems that our skin rejuvenates, when our inner being is in harmony with his Creator and with everything created.
(… Meanwhile, it was put together: a chat of literary girls)
—You found out: What are those two, Bierny and your Xuli 'Latroso' up to? Nalexa said jokingly to Alondra.
—Ay, little sister of my heart, don't call my Xuli like that. I know, she wanted to be smart with me, in the end she got what she deserved and I have to shut up the past, because I have it back. I really don't know: How to help him? It's that I love him so much. Alondra said, clearing some friction; and taming the facts, she added:
—No sign, though, I found in one of his pockets: a crumpled paper with a poem a little strange to me. I will read it for you. But promise that you will not cheat eh, because it sounds like heartbreak or family problems. Could it be that any of his friends will be involved in these tasks? "Explained her first point of view, Lark."
"I'm all ears," Nalexa said.
—Listen, and tell me please: What do you understand? because I recognize that it is his letter. But: since when did he become a poet? Said Alondra, and proceeded to recite the poem:
Title: Andanzas del Amar:
For walking slowly,
my heart was ripped out ...
She goes to the park to run among the flowers.
I sowed: Roses, and she waited for them to grow in our garden.
 
She would ask my friends for advice on growing flowers.
She was waiting with them for the first seeds:
Are there so many seeds to choose from?
I expected the ones with a good color and the best home scent.
 
Yes: She leaves, and you stay,
then all of yours want to leave too ...
And if: she returns, and there is no one.
What do you do to yourself
You bought her house for her ...
The car for the children to take them to school.
You planted the flowers to keep it there.
Didn't you think she rains hard !?
You didn't notice the stars
In the times of love.
Is love no longer routine?
The swaying of their paths announce them in endless networks!
Disconnected from the virtual world: I lost!
"It's crystal clear, he's referring to you: Alondra," Nalexa said, broadening her interpretations. Quoting: The swaying of their paths are announced in endless networks! Disconnected from the virtual world: I lost! -Indeed:
—Alondra: you stop into social networks and Xuli: not one of those struggles. Xuli prefers melee confrontation. - Placing a happy face, a sign that it was funny what was revealed.
"You're right, deep down," said Alondra. So: What is she trying to say, apart from our misconduct?
"I think I know the heart of the matter," Nalexa said, "Quoting: 'I sowed: Roses, and I waited for them to grow in our garden." You can tell that your man is going to settle down. That he is going to let himself be guided. That he wants to make a home with you. And that he is letting go of his fears so as not to lose in the attempt.
"That is formidable." That's my man. I knew I could trust him, deep down he is like a child afraid of losing himself in my arms ... "He sketched: Alondra," a short poem. Adding, to the already composed:
Stopping to Love.
You're my man.
I knew that he could trust you
deep down you are like a child afraid of getting lost in my arms ...
"How to say I get it !?
And that in this pilgrimage: We will go together hand in hand!
I will not be, but the seed,
That your hands chose for our garden.
And I will wait for the rain of your fears
And I will wait for the clouds of your games,
And we will play to wallow without end. Until it takes root.
And I'll wait for your river
If I am stone I will roll to your waves, to your slope I will be:
Molded: until you calm down.
On the shore I will be the sign of a new dawn.
Each kiss will be the reflection of the sap that is in you.
Each mirror will repeat the advice on a sheet.
And even if the wind picks up ...
Until the storm formed ...
I will be the branch that takes care of giving you shade.
And I will be the flower and the fruit and I will be a bird:
And I will have wings to dwell closer until I am honey to you.
You are the honeycomb, you will be the tree, the house you dreamed of having.
 
"And how will we do it?" To deliver it to him, "Nalexa observed. Without ceasing to be surprised by the exposed poem, with great sincerity.
-Tell me or you. Alondra demanded. "I did my part."
-It's okay! Let's serve something to eat. And let's have a soda. In a while, ideas to make a good delivery will come.
 After a while, more relaxed and ready to find an ingenious idea to deliver the poem.
-I got it! She screamed: Nalexa: "That Xuli liked her, on Bierny's birthday: Do you remember?"
"Sure! But that cake was made by you for Bierny." Said Alondra.
"Ah, but Xuli repeated: twice," he clarified: Nalexa. We prepare one of the two, so the gift of friendship will be more sincere, in the middle of the cake, and inside a bag: the poem will be.
"The message won't be very direct." Alondra exclaimed.
-Unlike. Instead of walking around looking for advice in which holes like a rabbit. Better that I say it to you, at once. This is how they learn to get along. To deal with yourselves. They smooth your rough edges in time and improve your "marital" relationship. Nalexa argued.
—It's like this: Right !? Said Alondra.

The series begins with a girl, who creates a non-human kingdom (See: Ideas that when dreaming: They wake up!)

This kingdom is vegetal, animal and pro-human by metamorphosis, it has a fight on land with 4 other kingdoms: Caterpillars, Fungi, Wasps and Humans (See: Prays XHuman)

The girl has grown up and cares about ecology; and the characters initiate a connection of the non-human world with the human world because they contaminate a Bay. Pollution that gives rise to Covid-19, Covid-20 and Covid-21 (human self-destruction / non-human self-defense?)
This causes a Metamorphosis on the part of the Creator and the Prays is now transmigrated to Human (See: Vallemar)

The girl remembers a problem in her cousin's family with drug aspects and the cousin is now Bierny, this character falls in love, but at the same time suffers a scam by Jack Latro, with the BitCoin in the pyramid mode ( See: BitLove)

Bierny is transmigrated to Vallemar and both (bipolar / human and pro-human characters) fall in love with Nalexa. Nalexa has a sister named Alondra. Alondra falls in love with Xuli Latro who has been adopted by Jack Latro and specialized in Espionage, Hitman, and Finance.

Bierny must mentor Xuli Latro to help him in his relationship with Alondra otherwise he will lose his marriage. There is a cycle of seven days for the change of project of life, character and personality; otherwise they will fall into a cycle of repetitions that the Creator has established for the bad guys; at the end a flood will eliminate everything created: Who will be saved? (Read: The Creator Of Seven Games)

GenX
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Comprising: BitLove: (WPC # 160, Ranking: 2, Plate)
https://www.webnovel.com/book/bitlove_19277591006022105


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Seven books are connected and aligned with the slogans:
Prays XHuman (military, kingdom no human)
WFP # 32 (White Sea School)
WPC # 160 (BitLove)
WFP # 34 (7 Creator Games)

dawn poem novel

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