somewhere in a distant land, you could see a pair of siblings, one boy, about 5.6, and one girl about 5.3 the boy had short curly brown hair and deep crimson eyes the girl has long brown hair and light crimson eyes just like her younger brother.

Hey sis do you want to be the bad guy or the good guy," said the boy "bad guy" is all the girl said as she looks at the lowering sun "I figured you would pike that said the boy as he smiles.

come join the Adventure with these unique siblings.

The celestial emperor of immortal beasts was reincarnated as a black snake in a desolate era which cultivators, demons and devils fought fiercely to become true immortals and have lived as long as the heavens themselves...
  In this world ruled by mortals wu yu will find a way to ascend the heavens and even transcend them, follow him on his journey as he takes back his throne as a primordial emperor.
  ...
  Ima say this so no one goes crazy- I am not the best writer but I will try to improve however I can, but the more I write the better I will get, if you have any ideas to make the story better plz leave them down in the comments

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Trying to figure out how the chapters are separated and if this will be counted as a chapter or if have to title it "chapter 1"... Oh well.
Another thing I need to test is how the spacing will look like.

Sample Text 1 - Hi, my name is... Project S (Can't be posting my real name lol)! This is too see how the spacing will turn out based on 2 lines. Well lets make it 3 lines so I get a better idea but I am running out of things to type... Will the text be spaced out like this? Or will they have different spacing when viewing this? Oh wow I'm on 4 lines now!
<END OF SAMPLE TEXT 1>
Will I need to double space each time I want to have... I don't know... a dialogue between characters? Will it look better that way? Or will it be better to have it single spaced.

Sample Dialogue 1 - A random conversation staring ME and... Me!
Me1: Hello Me2! I am trying to see what kind of spacing will be good! First lets try a single space. Oh and just in case I will write 2 lines of text to see how the spacing will look... just in case.
Me2: Hello Me1! I see you are typing out random BS because you can't think of anything right?
Me1: Haha, how did you know? Is it because I am typing out random BS to fill in the space?
Me2: Haha, you know it! Anyways, hopefully this is enough of a sample dialogue to see how the spacing will look like. From the writer's point of view it looks... fineish, idk... hopefully this is two lines... if not this will suck lol.
<END OF SAMPLE DIALOGUE 1>

Sample Dialogue 2 - A random conversation with Me1 and Me2 again... but this time its double spaced and with typeos (yes its on purpose).
Me1: Yo yo yo, Me2 how is it hanging? I just got out of a cnvrstation with you up above but it trusn out that i need more sample to fugire out sthe spacing better and jesus chrst i suk at typing with bad spelling whati, tf am i sayign this is my toing but no backspace so it is gonna look bad, sorry... oh well nwo its your turn Me2!

Me2: Ayeayeaye! Me1 how you doin' (harnessing my inner JJoey)~ I did do the double spaceing but i am not sure how it will turn out and why am i not making any tpypoes never mind there we go lol. I was gonna say my spelling was real good for a split second but then i screw up. Besides the caps and everything my spelling right now is really good... tf...

Me1: Haha, maybe you just good. now we gonna do single lines with double spacing!

Me2: Ya got it Me1!

Me1: I am running out of things to type here fak.

<END OF SAMPLE DIALOUGE 2>
<END OF CHAPTER 1 - TEST 1>
Oh wait... I wanna test one more thing before I end test 1 completely. I wanna see if bold and italic will work. Screw doing the whole "Sample text" whatever thing... too lazy to do that.
But the question is how do I do that? I don't see any buttons I can press... Maybe code will do it?
<b> Yo yo yo This should be bold! </b>
<i> And this should be swiggly swaggly idk what im smokin' </i>

Alright, real end of chapter 1 - test 1

This is a novel is a test for me to learn about how everything works... don't mind me...

Before Charlie could ask who they were talking about, his mother said "Come on Charlie there's someone you have to meet now." Charlie's mother picked him up and carried him with her out of the room. They walked down the hall until they came back to the stairwell but continued forwards through a set of double doors. These doors brought them to a larger hallway that was grand in design, largely being made of stone as opposed to the previous wood. It's walls were covered in tall windows and a few paintings of landscapes or portraits of gaudily dressed individuals. 

They walked down the hall until they came to another set of double doors which were open. There was a single lightly armoured guard that stood at attention next to the door who brandished a short sword at their side. Charlie's mother nodded at this individual before walking through the doorway. They'd walked into what seemed to be the lobby which had many doors leading from it as well as two stair cases against opposite walls that led up to a landing. The ceiling was very high up and was partially glass which let lots of light into what would've been a dim space. When Charlie and his mother walked in, the stairs went up to their right and what looked like the main entrance was to their left. Four unlit chandeliers hung from the ceiling. The whole area seemed better adorned than Charlie's previous environment but not hugely. 

Charlie's mother walked to another set of open doors that was situated between the staircases that looked grander than the previous ones. There were two similarly dressed guards on either side of the entryway. This time Charlie's mother seemed to speed up as she walked past the guards into a long hallway with many doors. She walked all the way to the end of the hall to a single embellished door. Charlie's mother breathed deeply once before knocking on the door. "Come in Lady Adrianna" said a low voice from within the room. She opened the door and closed it behind her before turning to face the older man sitting at a luxurious adorned wooden desk. "Greetings Lord Byron" said Adrianna quickly following with an awkward curtsy with Charlie in her arms. "Come sit" said Lord Byron while gesturing to two chairs that sat facing his desk. 

Adrianna placed Charlie in the chair on Lord Byron's right while she sat in the other. None of Charlie reached the edge of the seat which made the chair look huge or Charlie look very small. An awkward silence fell over the room as Adrianna fidgeted and the other two sized each other up. "He seems to be the head of the household" thought Charlie as he gazed at the imposing man. Lord Byron had neat short faded blond hair and a slightly washed out pale complexion. He didn't appear to possess much physical strength but something about the man exuded a subtle strength to Charlie. Lord Byron was wearing a simple dark suit, reminiscent of Victorian English apparel.

Anxious to break the tension, Adrianna hurriedly said "I-Introduce yourself dear." Charlie shifted his gaze to his mother before focusing on Lord Byron to misarticulately say "Hello my lord, I am Charlie, it's nice to meet you." Lord Byron's gaze focused on Charlie, pausing slightly before replying, "Charlie Byron that is." Charlie would've been shocked at this revelation if he had not guessed this to be the case. Due to the age gap, this man was likely Charlie's grandfather. Charlie's lack of surprise merited a slight surprise for Adrianna but no expression could be seen on the Lord's face. He just kept gazing at Charlie's expressionless face.

"Mature for his age isn't he?" said the Lord to Adrianna. "Yes my Lord, Charlie has always been very mature and a quick learner too!" said Adrianna. "Oh?" said Lord Byron with slight curiosity in his tone. "He spoke his first word at six months and his current fluency is great and only getting better!" said Adrianna with a hint of pride. Charlie showed a slight smile from all the praise he was receiving but couldn't help but think he was undeserving since he wasn't really a baby, at least by mind. 

Lord Byron observed Adrianna and Charlie very closely, as though appraising a product. After pondering for some time, the Lord said "Charlie should get outside of his room more to help develop his body. It won't do staying inside all day. He'll also receive a tutor for some lessons in both academic and physical studies." Adrianna was frozen stiff in shock. This had turned out much better than she could have ever hoped for. "Thank you Lord Byron" said Adrianna while standing up to bow deeply to him. The Lord didn't respond to Adrianna other than a nod and instead said "Happy birthday Charlie."

—

After the meeting with Lord Byron, Charlie was taken back to his room to take a nap before lunch. Once Charlie had woken up, his mother brought him back to the dining area to have their lunch. She hadn't stopped smiling since they'd left Lord Byron's office. Her pride was overflowing. Giselle once again came into the room with a food cart. It now had one bowl with a creamy vegetable filled soup and a plate with pancakes and sliced strawberries. There was syrup drizzled over the tops of the pancakes. Adrianna was given the soup and Charlie, the pancakes. Charlie quickly finished his delicious lunch and chugged a small glass of water to wash it down. These tasks troubled Charlie slightly since this body's dexterity was not amazing but it was definitely better than that of an average one year old so he managed. 

After their lunch, Charlie's mother took him to the stairwell that led to his room, but instead of going up she went through a door that led outside. As soon as they went outside, Charlie took a deep breath of fresh air. He hadn't realized how much he'd missed the outside world. Charlie's mother carried him over to a gazebo situated in the middle of a garden. They walked between the numerous rose bushes and hedges that surrounded it before sitting down at a white stone table in the gazebo. The gazebo was open, a white stone platform on which a domed roof was supported by six equally spaced pillars. The exterior of the house was shown to be pale stone walls that had two levels in most sections with a dark blue tiled roof. Away from the house, stood a tall forest of coniferous trees with red bark and dark green needles.

Charlie was seated on his mother's lap when she pulled out the story book that she had been reading to him since the beginning. She opened the book to where she had left off and continued. By this point, Charlie was not learning new words from this exercise but in his position he could see the writing. He would've found following along very difficult if his mother hadn't used her finger to point to the words as she was reading. The language was similar to English in its phonetics which in turn made speaking easier but as Charlie regarded the words, he noticed that they were also similar to the way English was written. The words were from left to right, spaced out and contained individual letters that were pushed together to form said word. The language was also subject-object-verb but Charlie had already known that from speaking. 

To pass the time, Charlie first tried to memorize all the letters and their sounds. This was over-ambitious. Charlie clearly wouldn't be able to do all of that in a few hours but he did manage to remember a few letters and their sounds.

After a few hours of reading, the sun had started to sink so Charlie and his mother went back inside to have their dinner. Before going to the dining room, Adrianna stopped at a door on the right of the hallway that led to the dining room. She brought Charlie inside what looked to be a bathroom and placed him on a counter next to a basin of water. There was a mirror on the wall behind the basin that captured Charlie's attention or more the face he saw reflected in it. Charlie had wavy light blond hair like Lord Byron which was comparatively messy and dark brown eyes like his mother with flecks of green inside. Although it was still too early to have a definitive answer, Charlie thought that he would grow up to be quite attractive; with long eyelashes, high cheekbones and full lips, albeit chubby, he was already handsome.

Adrianna was washing her face in the basin when she noticed her son staring at his reflection at which she chuckled. "Who's my handsome little boy" said Adrianna while pinching Charlie's left cheek which shook him out of his narcissistic episode. Charlie's hand went to his red cheek and suddenly became embarrassed by his actions; his cheeks turned even redder. 

Adrianna finished drying her face and hands before carrying Charlie to the dining room. Upon entry, Adrianna and Charlie noticed a third set of cutlery which confused Charlie and excited Adrianna. Giselle was already in the room next to a food cart which was covered this time with a slight smile on her face. Adrianna looked to her and received a nod which gave Adrianna a big smile. Charlie was placed in his chair quickly. His mother then asked Giselle to watch him before rushing out of the room.

Charlie was sitting in his chair wondering what had happened when his thoughts clicked together. Someone else was coming for dinner tonight which excited his mother. This person was arriving on his first birthday and the thought that this person hadn't arrived in the morning made Charlie's mother sad. "My father?" thought Charlie. 

Moments after Charlie's revelation, Adrianna entered the doorway but stopped while passing through as though to block the sight behind her. Adrianna had a wide smile on her face as she said "There's someone here to meet you Charlie!" At which, Adrianna sidestepped to reveal a handsome man that bore a striking resemblance to Lord Byron. With light blond hair, green eyes and pale skin, the man also bore a resemblance to Charlie.

"Dada?"

Charlie didn’t live a very good life. He never knew his father and his mother was a drug addict which eventually got him dropped in the foster care system. Due to his situation, Charlie began to want to escape which he did through reading fantasy books especially those with magic.

Long story short, Charlie got hit by truck-kun and sent to another world where he unlocked magic. But little did he know, he was the only human in that world to have magic.

—

Charlie begins again as a baby and sets out to learn as much as he can, from swordsmanship to etiquette. Charlie has great fun learning all of this but will it be enough to protect those that he loves when the time comes?

𝘛𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘐𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘤 (Italic)

𝔗𝔢𝔰𝔱𝔦𝔫𝔤 (Old script)

𝕿𝖊𝖘𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖌 (Old script-bold)

𝓣𝓮𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 (Cursive-bold)

𝒯𝑒𝓈𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑔 (Cursive)

𝕋𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 (Double)

Ｔｅｓｔｉｎｇ (Spaced)

𝙏𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 (Italic-bold)

𝑻𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 (Italic serif-bold)

ǫᴎiƚꙅɘT (Mirror)

T̶͓͍̳͕̾͒̇̿̎̿͘͝ȅ̵̡̩̰̼̺̬͕͎̟̒̎š̸̡̭̳̪͙̠͍̟͚̃̈́̒̄̂̚̚t̴͎̩̲̥͚̪̰̀͋į̷̧̱̊̌́̄͋́̔̓̕n̴̗̰̹̪͚͂̃͋̀̄͛̑͝ğ̵̭̱̖͝ (Chaos)

🆃🅴🆂🆃🅸🅽🅶 (Bold box)

[Ｔｅｓｔｉｎｇ](half moon brackets)

『Testing』(Double Japanese brackets)

Test platform for formatting. 

Nothing here. Not a novel. Don't read.

Carol stood silently within her tight spaced locker, while uncomfortably covering her mouth in an attempt to hide from the man walking outside. Had it not been for this trick, her position would have been made obvious to "him". A sharp sound rang out through the hallway. The sound of a sharp metal object, meeting a blunt one, but amplified to the point that hearing it was unbearable. From the sound of it, it was at the end of the hall.
She flinched, but stayed rooted to her spot. Her school books stood neatly on the shelf behind her. *Bang* the sound of an object smashing into one of the lockers. Her eyes widened even more at the feeling of vibrations. *Screech* *Bang* This time closer. At this point, dying of a heart attack seemed alot better than dying of that. As the sounds came closer, she began to feel light-headed, a little dizzy as well. To the point where she almost lost balance, but caught herself.
The screeches and bangs, came closer and closer. And her pain meter increased just as her heart rate did. Every nerve in her body was screaming for her to run. But she held fast. She listened to the voice that said it would save her.
She could now feel the vibrations of his heavy footsteps. Her breath caught, because through the locker's slits, she could see him. A tall figure, with a large body that resembled a lumberjack. A blue mask on its face, the same shade as the overalls he wore. In his hand was an axe, mercilessly causing Carol's ears to bleed.
With her breath held, she watched as he loudly passed by. Then there was silence. *Bang* The locker next to her took huge impact, denting in. The books behind her, leaned silently onto her body, putting her into a precarious position. But that was the least of her worries. *Ring* was all she could hear. She drew blood from her lip, trying to fight the urge to yell in pain. She held, feeling as though she could blackout.
She could feel the vibrations move away, with there being the occasional bang. Although disoriented, she waited. Silently fighting the urge to scream. The vibrations faded. She looked out through the slits. Nothing. Silently, she stepped out into the hallway, causing the books to fall down. She looked around, only to hear nothing.
With the school door now in her reach, she sprinted for it. Finally, she would be able to call help. Finally, she knew the truth to what was going on here. She was so relieved she felt as though she wanted to cry.
She reached her hand out toward the large double doors, only to be surprised when she saw them open on their own, but in her direction. Failing to get out of the way in time, she felt an overwhelming face slam into her. *Boom* She was launched into the air, like a toy being thrown by a child. *Thud* Her world upon collision lost colour. Everything felt grey, and pictures failed to form in her mind as she stared at the ceiling. Using what little she had, she managed to look toward the source of her pain. There was nothing but open doors.
She blinked. But this time, he was met with a pair of white eyes in a blue mask. Her consciousness slipped away, as she felt her entire world go dark. Without saying a word, the man grabbed Carol by the leg, and dragged her to whatever place he was going to.

"Excuse me, Your Majesty, could you please explain to the dumb old me on how you get 450 from the original 500 households per column? Could you be so kind as to enlighten us up on this matter?"

"It's 500 minus 50 to make 450, dude..." the newly arrived Shadow unit whispered but was loud enough to reverberate within the conference hall when suddenly the whole situation turned silent. I took a pin from the bag of toiletries on the stroller and dropped it on the floor.

"Damn...! I can't even hear the pin drop on the floor... What utter bullshit some metaphors that are being taught in schools, eh? If you drop a coin you could definitely hear it, but a pin? I think it's due to the wooden floor, isn't it?"

*PPFFTT*

When everyone heard what I had just said, those present could no longer hold it in and began to laugh, slightly at first before everyone bursting into loud raucous laughter.

Before long, Heather had taken a large reference book where I had flipped through to get an idea of a sporting event some time back and thumped the heavy book on the conference table.

She then flipped to the page where it showed about public sanitation, health matters and also beauty care and tips. It was a reference book alright but it wasn't the same as the ones I was referencing to back then.

"Look... The public baths originated from a communal need for cleanliness at a time when most people did not have access to private bathing facilities."

"Presently the residents have the luxury of an outhouse but to save space, how about a public bathhouse or even public outhouses, one for showering and another for commoding? Is there a word for commoding at all?"

Heather asked while everyone nearly scratched their head to think they it might be a new word they had just made up

"It's commodities, Your Majesty. Investment is like depositing poop into the commode. So it's called commodities. Its quite catchy too and easy to remember. Hahaha."

Marcel gave a reply and only he fully understood what it meant and everyone laughed at the silliness and also how catchy the phrase could be.

"Let's make them as public commodities then, a water vat for showering and a commode just like the present and it's going to be like joined together to make a column of public commodities. Side by side, back to back." 

"A path would separate the next row of public commodities. What do you think? At least Priest Earl and Priest Walter so not have to do so much for the sewage as a stretch of them would be enough to make the septic tank miles deep inside underground."

Heather concluded what she was trying to convey to the rest of them and her ideas were taken as a welcoming and fresh one. 

"Seems like a good idea, Your Majesty. We would reuse the current commodes and make our first public commodities in the future. So, the future thatched houses and occupancy would be made according to rows instead of columns."

Frank proposed and was accepted as the citizens themselves had to clean the commodes themselves after use. Besides, the 300 current commodes would be reused back by the new residents. 

As for the new houses, Priest Earl had made a huge clay kiln room for drying the commode with huge overhead external ventilation flaps, while Farah had made the kiln to be burning at a high temperature of 3800°F to properly dry the commode for a desired period of time. 

Only the huge clay kiln room for setting the commode was operated by Farah because she would need to shut it off and to open the double bay doors to let a cold draft in and lift the overhead ventilation flaps to let heated draft out. 

"This would bring us to the production for the bamboo and thatch production area that had been ceased once we had made the 300 homes before." Gwen highlighted to a long-forgotten production area and decided that it would be high time for a covered working area to be established next to the group of factories or even at the outskirts of the town square's perimeter.

"It sounds rather feasible right now. In about 5 to 6 weeks time, once we had gotten the first 300 homes built around the perimeter of the first cluster, we would be able to move the residents there."

"Once they had been relocated to their new homes, we would then be bringing the thatched homes over to the second cluster, where the first row of houses on the planned residential lots would be erected and ready for occupancy."

"Furthermore, engineers, Please take note of the new plans suggested by Her Majesty that seems to be a good workable plan. If anyone wishes to voice their disagreements or perform any counters, please do so within a conference meet."

Everyone was happy with the plannings and even if there was some mistakes, it would just be a slight adjustment that needs to be corrected. After all, who is perfect in handling such plannings since God is the main deciding factor.

So it is being decided then. As what Heather had drafted out, 10 houses would be inside a 100 by 100 feet in a residential lots and a line of public commodities would be placed back to back against one another and the space for the public commodities would be larger than before. 

This would be for the convenience for mothers to bath their child or a couple having a tryst. Hahaha. Now that's really R(A).

With the 10 foot pathway on between houses, a single column of houses would easily fill up those spaces. Besides, it would be better for the houses to be spaced out in that manner. Of course, no private farm animals and crops on their own plot of residential lots except for flowering or herbal plants in pots.

The new layout for the thatched houses would be on 20 feet by 20 feet plot of land, which was double than the current one. One of the engineers omitted the error for the residential lots and the public commodities had been enlarged according to the size of the current T&B of the double-storey homes.

Ah well, we got that figured out at last along with the T&B and so everyone would be mighty happy by then. Besides, the thatched homes would have an outdoor dirty kitchen as well as a dining area so cooking and eating would be under the stars then.

As for clean running water? A large earthen vat would most probably be placed beside the dirty kitchen. Waste disposal problems? We would have a group of gendarmerie made up of 12 officers and 24 Town Council officers that would be doing patrols to ensure that the rubbish in the receptacle had been cleared nightly.

This would be possible for employing gong farmers, not to collect night soil but remnants of cooking materials and the food they could be recycled into pig feed. 

These gong farmers would be collecting these remnants of food and to cart them away to a food processing area for pigs as the remnants would be sorted and cooked to make a sort of pottage that would make the pigs grow fat and nice in no time at all...!

It seems that we had settled the housing and also the food issues plus the method of disposal by the gong farmers. Also, there would be an additional food processing factory for the pig feed to be added.

Guess it's time to refer back to the list of civil services and see how the plan for the minimap works out for the remaining buildings.

Ril'ah P.O.V.
A year ago I was just a regular guard for the Amidala Family. Well to be exact I was a guard for Padme. Her ideals were for an ultimate peace, no wars, no corruption, just an everlasting peace. Honestly, I don't believe in peace but this was a Job that my close friend Sid got for me. 
I've always heard the stories of the "old Mandalorians and there warring culture." I found them fascinating. A race that was built into a undying culture. No matter as long as one remain the Mandalorians can rebuild they have no limits. Their history alone was truly amazing from Conqueror to Ultimate to Lesser to Destroyer. Everyone one of the Mandalor had a history no matter how long or short the reign was.
As a poor boy in the city of Theed I would never have much hope to amount to anything in my life. Thankfully, I had my friend Sid who got my job. Otherwise who knows what could have happened to me. Anyways, I sometimes took my job too seriously and that would get me in trouble. I would over-search visitors. Would double or even triple check our route when we went out causing a delay. I wanted to be the best I could at the job I was given.
Panaka took his job seriously but I would always be yelled at because I took it to the next level. "We are peaceful people." I would hear this over and over again until my ears bleed. At some point I began to hate working with the guards for Padme and was close to quitting. I was actually walking to Panaka office to turn in my resignation letter. When we picked up a distress signal in space. One of our Pilots was on the way back and came across the signal and sent a message back to Padme.
Of course being the peace loving idiot she was she decided to save whoever she could. I decided I would wait until after the job of saving people and making sure She was safe before moving on. So I grabbed my gear after putting the letter away and made my way to the hanger. I gather around the hatch of the weird spaced ship and prepare myself as the hatch falls.
"Are you Insurrectionist?" (Refer to Chapter 3)
Listening to everything that was being saved, my distrust in this individual only grew. It felt like a man who was trying to hide things. EVERYTHING WAS CLASSIFIED. I don't think I've ever heard the word classified used so many times in my life. Reality was though I slowly fell in love with the work.  All we really found out was that he belonged to a world called the UNSC or rather a system of worlds called the UNSC who were fighting Insurrectionist and a race called the Covenant.
Panaka was extremely wary of this individual called Spartan-016 Diesel. This made me happy, finally something that was to do. Against his protest Padme decided that she would allow him to stay and arranged for a place for him to stay. I quickly volunteered to be his guard and my friend Sid decided to follow suit. IF anything were to happen I wanted to be the first one on the scene.
At first things were extremely simple, he didn't talk much or even do much he stayed in his armor the whole time. Honestly, I don't think he ever slept even though me and Sid were forced to rotate throughout the night. I mean we eventually got used to it but dang did that suck for the next few months. Anyways, after a few days he started roaming around and eventually making it towards the guards training grounded where he watched. Again he never said anything. He just watched.
Eventually, Captain Panaka got annoyed at the constant presence of Diesel. Lets just say, Panaka never complained again. Eventually after a week or so He finally spoke. "You know, this training is highly ineffective." This enraged Panaka after another "Sparring lesson." Diesel began training these guards. The training regime increased and it got incredibly harder. This was around the time that Sid started becoming a fan of Diesel and loyally started following him. I had to admit though My thoughts slowly started to change as we started training. 
Everyone of the guards were trained in close combat and started to massively improve. That was when I asked "Is this how Mandalorians train?" He would tilt his head like he never understood what I said. only replying. "No, this is the basic training of the UNSC. What is a Mandalorian?" At this point we both started to truly understand the situation we were in.

Spartan-016 Diesel was fighting for his life against the onslaught of covenant on Reach as the evacuation orders arrived. Diesel and his fellow Soldiers boarded the last remaining ship. As they attempted to escape, the ship came under fire making the ship malfunction, throwing it into hyperdive.............

Please understand I'm very a amateur writer, I will make mistakes! By no means will my FF be perfect. I do 90% of my writing at work, so things will need to be fixed!

I own no Characters/Object or story related material from the Halo/Star War Universe. Spartan-016 Diesel/Spartan-017 Dominick are two Spartans that are currently not registered as "known" Spartans in the Halo Universe and as such I will borrow the tags Spartan-016/Spartan-017 as my own until otherwise notified.

Also, I would like to know things you would like to see in the story, Characters/Allies etc... and maybe I'll introduce such things into the story.

Moshi was the first one to step forward and give me a small curtsy. She wasn't horrible to look at, but I could see that her appearance in a world like this must be hard, but that didn't seem to be the case. Moshi was lively and filled with joy it seemed, so I waved for her to explain; I didn't want to be rude, but I was getting hungry.
"I can create vines, but they can't do very much. Thank you for taking the time to see us! I know what it's like to be hungry and want to just go eat, hehe."
"I think you have a very interesting ability, check it out you heard my spiel before, so, what do ya say? I think you are going to be a force to be reckoned with and with your powers, you could dominate the battlefield. I am sorry if I looked spaced out, your ability just could have many wide-reaching effects for us."
"Battlefield?! REALLY! Can you not tell my parents? Can I be real with you sir?"
Oh? What is this? Suddenly, what I took for being extra weight was just her body squished. Holy shit, Moshi was the same size as me and fit as a fiddle, but like my fit, not woman fit. This was a female Buddy...I looked back to see Buddy staring, OH YESH! Evil matchmaker music of my own creation flooded my head as I started to plan their demise, I mean connection; I was getting in character.
"Hell, mother fucking yes you can be real with me! Perfect, give me your damn hand already, you are hired, and then I want you to have a match with Buddy here, my right-hand man. How does that sound?"
No words were needed as I clapped hands with, Moshi, Herald of War! The flash went off and after...of course. Only her pig's nose shrunk, but only a little bit, but the rest was muscle, but not, unattractive. My magic was art in my mind, but really it was the true embodiment of the word. My magic was magic.
Vines started to lash around Moshi like a living forest. I was crazy to watch, they just appeared on surfaces and grew without leaving a make and the old vines disintegrated. This was going to be something else when she evolved. Together, we could stop entire armies in their tracks, but she would be an ultimate defense for Dreams, short of aerial warships and dragons.
I stepped back a couple steps, and threw my arm around my best friend's shoulder, and smiled at him. I got a sly grin back from him, and we both laughed; one of my favorite parts of our relationship as friends was the unspoken word. I shared it with my wives, but not the same as with Buddy, it was like when he evolved, it was to help me, not to say that the others didn't have my best interests in mind. 
I put my hand to the back of his head and messed his black hair and pulled his forehead to mine, some things were better spoken.
"Don't you fucking lose, or I'm gonna call you a sissy bitch for an entire week! Plus, if you win you might be able to take her on a date as a reward. Hah? Ya? Don't fuck it up, lover boy!"
Buddy pushed me back with a big smile with a nod of his head, and I turned back around to find the next Misses on the list, Helka, Foxfolk. This was a strange creature, similar to Keeta, but shy, kind of. 
"I can make pebble puppets."
 That was all she said, but she seems shy and unsure of herself, so I motioned her to show me. Helka pulled some pebbles out of a pocket and then held her hand out. Suddenly, the pebbles rolled together to make a small rock man; he walked around her hand very naturally and it was hard to tell it was even being controlled.
"Yeah! That cool as shit!"
Suddenly the rocks changed and so did the expression on Helkas face. Shy was out and the focused master was in, the tiny rocks created a Mobius strip, then a double helix. I was blown away by the change, but maybe no one ever paid attention to her and any moment...yup there we go.
The rocks all dropped, but I didn't say anything, instead, I just gave her my right hand and she took it immediately. The flash gave him a place to hide for a couple brief seconds to regain her calm composer. Once the light was gone, a twin of Keeta stood in Helka's place, but Helka quickly thanked me and dragged Moshi out with her. 
I was surprised to see that Buddy was already talking to her, that fox! I turned back and waved to my wives to go on, but I asked Mishka to stay with me. Tonight was her night after all, so spending it together would be fitting. Once it was just the three of us, I waved for the Drom to tell me about his magic.
"I can make things old."
"How fast?"
"It's pretty slow, but I am a hard worker! I can help with whatever you need! I have a sister that is just about mature from a Philly!"
"Oh, god, stop trying to sell yourself to me. What's up boss?"
"Well, I was sent on a walkabout, like most strong males do and we go out and look for new herds so we can keep the stock fresh and strong, but I kind of hit a dilemma."
"Oh, like what? Did you fall in love with a girl and she isn't the same race as you?"
"What? How did you know?"
"I'm not blind you idiot, and neither is she. I am sure I saw her notice you gawking at her, you gotta chill it out Romeo, this girl is a delicate flower and if you push too hard, she will just ignore you or worse.
"Please, Great Master Hyde, teach me your ways!"
Cock sucker, I didn't even give him the magic yet and he is already starting with this bullshit!


Dropped into a world after dying, Hyde, an unlikely hero that is given a wild magical power is placed in a world with a misleading god to guide him. Hyde will journey across the land to rescue Beast Folk and other races that are being abused by humans, while slowly taking control of the world. Little does Hyde know that he is in a game to save people he cares about from an Evil Game Master hellbent on destroying this world. Hyde will have to find all the girls and get the world working together before he can challenge and stop the Game Master from destroying everything.

Hyde is one of the five Harem Leaders in Reborn, a game world that has trapped players in an endless loop. The five leaders are fighting to reach the final Zodiac world to defeat Aegis and stop the Reset, and the unknown entity known as MainFrame. Hyde has complete the first 12 game worlds and had tried to enter this game world once before, but failed, leaving all of her harem members behind in this world. After fighting through the game worlds again with only the help of two other Harem Leaders Kiada, and Bhan, Hyde has reentered the Zodiac world, Leo, to find his girls and prevent the Game Master from destroying this world.

This is the first part of the Reborn collection, and reading it will held understand Harem Reborn, and The Blood Servant System a bit better. You do not have to read then in this order because the stories do line up, but the events in should have let me die start before Harem Reborn.

This book series is part of the Reborn Collection

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