The youngest son of Rickard Stark and a women he never told anyone about but his wife Lady. Valarr Stark left home with his mother after Robert's Rebellion to travel too Essos and see the world. He even travled across the Shadow Lands of Essos where he found true dragons, and became what his birthright

Years later he decided it was time to return home to the North, to Winterfell, and help his older brother. What no one knows is that he has his own plans for the Westeros.


I don't own any charcters or places from G.O.T. or The Eragon book series that belongs to George R.R. Martin and  Christopher Paolini. I own my OC's.

There'll be things from the tv show and the books. 

The age of charcters and some of the plots is from the show since I have a problem with 15yr old kids having sex and whatnot.

Magic and the the diffrent races we'll be from the books since I think it show's how big the world really is, and the show didn't do Game of Thrones justice. I'll be taking things like magic and dragons from the book eragon book series.

The Bank of the Universe!
Battle Angel Michael and White Emperor Tian Guangming hurried back and realized that the Bank of the Universe was extremely quiet. There was nothing wrong at all unlike what Li Xiandao had said.
"Master, what happened?" Michael asked doubtfully.
"Pass the Ancient Dragon Tomb treasure to me first. Then, we'll talk about the other things later." Li Xiandao couldn't wait. He had to find out how many treasures there were in the Ancient Dragon Tomb.
Michael tossed the storage treasure to Li Xiandao right away.
Li Xiandao flicked his fingers, thick energy turned into a sword and struck the storage treasure.
Kacha!
It broke apart and all the treasures inside fell out.
Explosion!
The 30 dragon tombs fell out into the main hall, causing a huge commotion.
Luckily, the main hall was big enough to store all of them.
Li Xiandao reached out and removed the lids on the 30 tombs to expose the treasures within.
It was a feast for the eyes!
God Spirit Meridian, Ancient Spirit Stones, God Source Mine, numerous treasures, Flame Spirits, Dragon Soul Tree... 
The treasures from the 30 dragon tombs were enough to satisfy Li Xiandao.
What made him more pleased was the main tomb out of them all.
The main tomb was huge, so one would naturally expect more treasures hidden within. But he didn't predict there to be only nine dragon eggs within.
A dragon egg in the Ancient Dragon Tomb; one didn't even need to think and one knew whose it was!
Hellfire Dragon!
They were a branch of the Ancient Dragon Race, who were really strong and had explosive personalities. They were of fire nature and their outer appearance looked really vicious. Once they matured, they would have the strength of a Celestial!
However, Hellfire Dragons were close to extinction now.
This was why Li Xiandao was really surprised to find nine dragon eggs.
Right away, he thought about how the mini Flame Kings could eat so much. If the Hellfire Dragons hatched, wouldn't they end up eating even more?
"This doesn't make sense. Why has my place became a kindergarten? Am I just raising kids now?" Li Xiandao came back to his senses and felt like he really had too many kids here.
10,000 mini Flame Kings along with nine dragon eggs. Li Xiandao had turned from the master of the Bank of the Universe into the principal of a kindergarten.
"No, I have to think of a way!" Li Xiandao made up his mind to think of a win-win idea.
"Tian Guangming and Michael, send these few God Source Meridians to Seven and feed the kids first. We will then discuss what arrangements to make for them." Li Xiandao instructed.
Michael and Tian Guangming followed orders, but they were totally confused. What kids?
Were there kids in the Bank of the Universe?
What kids had to eat so many God Source?
They were totally confused when they walked into the Time Hall, but when they saw everything in front of them, they were stunned.
The 10,000 mini Flame Kings had grown by much; they were now a meter tall and their bodies were wrapped in flames. Just looking at their aura alone, one knew that they were much stronger than Dao Pursuing Realm.
They had grown so much in just a short few days. If they continued to eat and drink like this, they would grow even quicker.
Seven took the God Source Meridians from Michael. Although they were of lower quality than God Spirit Meridians, they could still be turned into a few million God Source.
Just like that, they continued to toil and feed all these mini Flame Kings! 
In the main hall, Li Xiandao started to collect the corpses of all these Hellfire Dragon Race dragons.
30 Dragon Race corpses was a huge number. There were also 30 coffins, which were treasures in their own right too.
Li Xiandao collected them all and stored them in the Bank of the Universe before taking out a God Spirit Meridian.
He wanted to redeem the Ten Thousand Country Book Depository!
The Ten Thousand Country Book Depository contained all of the secret techniques from 10,000 empires. Although a large portion had been loaned out, there were still many that were left in the Ten Thousand Country Book Depository.
Li Xiandao wanted to improve himself, so he had to redeem it.
There was another reason, which was that Li Xiandao had to prepare a cultivation technique for the 10,000 mini Flame Kings. 
These mini Flame Kings were relying on their own talents to cultivate. They were growing based on their own ability.
But if he continued to allow them to do so, they would definitely follow in the path of the Flame King. 
The Flame King was unrestrained in the Flame World and didn't think about heading out. He looked at the sky from the bottom of a well, not having a systematic training method, relying solely on his own instincts and talents.
This was the reason why he wanted to enter the human world to slowly learn and find his evolutionary path.
Li Xiandao wanted an invincible army, not one that was ill-disciplined and had differing cultivation levels.
The God Spirit Meridian was like an exquisite jade pan.
When it was in Li Xiandao's hand, he could clearly sense the energy that was contained within.
If the energy exploded out, it would definitely be huge. This God Spirit Meridian definitely wasn't of low quality.
Li Xiandao walked out of the main hall with it and looked towards the endless space around, "I want to redeem the Ten Thousand Country Book Depository!"
Explosion!
The space around the Bank of the Universe started to shake. The area outside the main hall was covered by a mist and one couldn't tell the direction or see anything ahead. But the shaking of the area around forced the mist aside. 
The clouds and mist split and one could see distinct mountain peaks. The main hall was on one mountain, beside it was the time hall, and now a distant peak was revealed.
On the walls of the mountain were written four big words.
Ten Thousand Country Book Depository!
The entire mountain was a book depository!
This was something that Li Xiandao hadn't expected. He thought that it was just a small pavilion and not a giant mountain.
As the clouds scattered, Li Xiandao currently only had three mountains.
Trading Hall! Time Hall! Ten Thousand Country Book Depository!
The jade pan in his hand disappeared and turned into nothing.
Li Xiandao's body flashed and he appeared in front of the Ten Thousand Country Book Depository.
Giant pieces of stone, weighing 10,000 kilograms each, blocked both sides. Li Xiandao reached out and touched it slightly.
The stone door slowly creaked open. 
Although it hadn't been opened in 10,000 years and the doors were heavy, in front of Li Xiandao, they still automatically opened without much difficulty.
This was because Li Xiandao was the owner of the Bank of the Universe!
The moment it opened, what surged towards his nose wasn't dust, nor the smell of decomposition, nor the smell of something that had aged.
It was the fragrance of the books!
Li Xiandao took in a deep breath of the book fragrance and he felt pumped up right away.
The moment he entered, he was instantly shocked.
The entire mountain was totally empty and numerous book depositories were carved inside. There were also many ancient era human statues, animal statues, and city portraits...
The key was that some of the books had ascended and had consciousnesses of their own. They were walking about within, no different from humans.
When Li Xiandao saw these scenes, he was amazed.
This was an empire of books!


Li Xiandao obtained the ancient Bank of the Universe, but the bank was now totally empty and there were no treasures at all. The only thing it held: a bunch of debts.
The Eternal Celestial King borrowed a supreme celestial artifact, promising to pay it back in two pieces in 3,000 years. He will pay an additional piece for every 1,000 years after the expiry date!
Moon Celestial loaned a high-quality face, to be returned in 10,000 years. If overdue, she will pay with her life!
Time Immemorial Sage loaned 10,000 years in life from the Bank of the Universe in order to break through. After he breaks through, he will pay back 10,000 years. If late, he must pay back 10 times the amount!
Li Xiandao looked at these debts and at the empty Bank of the Universe. He made his mind up to become a true expert, to find all these supreme beings to get back the overdue debts one by one!
A powerless mortal had became the biggest creditor in the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands and even the entire Celestial World!

[ MC P.O.V ]

I was rocking in my chair on the porch smoking out of my pipe, while I was carving a staff out from some World Tree branch I acquired with my power, while I may vow to not use my power for myself so I can experience life, I would use it to give my kids the best.

I hummed a tune I once came by from a wandering caravan, I can remember all my interactions throughout the years, I truly do like living the mortal life, but the clouds give an auspicious sign these days.

I could hear the kids coming back through the unkempt path because of the leaves, I put on my small circular glasses and got in my old man mode and kept carving and acting like I never heard them.

" We're back! ", Daemon yelled, while Angel hit him on the back of his head for being loud.

" Hey grandpa? " Angel said while walking up to me, " When can we go into the study, we've already learnt everything. "

Daemon nodded along as he sense young has wanted to read the books in the study.

" This question again? Bah, why do you want in this old mans study, I aint got nothin for you kids these days. " I shook my head.

" Please grandpa? " Daemon asked, " Yeah, pretty please? ", Angel poked on.

" On your eighteenth birthday's you can go in the study then, consider it a goal to work for. " I shook my head and went back to slowly carving the staff.

The kids quickly nodded and went inside, though they kept peering at me and the study every now and then while they whispered to each other, it seems they encountered something in the city, but if they don't wish for me to know what they're talking about, I wont eavesdrop. 

- 2 Years Later -

I had finished carving Angel's staff a year ago and have been working on Daemon's ever since, this one I made out from rock and crystal so it was significantly harder to shape, but easier to enchant. 

While Angel's staff had a vine like design wrapping around it and the symbol of a crescent moon at the top that I made from crystallized life essence from the water in the path of reincarnation. The crystals were jagged and coming out of the stone staff I made for daemon, as I thought it suits his direct and overbearing style of magic, the crystals were made from crystallized dragon blood and the rock taken from the pillars in the God's Continent.

Only the best! Or so I tell myself. I had both of them finished and added the finalized enchantments onto them the day before there eighteenth birthday, and just to remind myself, I finally know the dread of parents, when there kids want something really bad.

It feels like the only thing Ive heard for 2 years is questions and no family time, they keep heading out to the city and come back with all these weird objects and what I presume is currency. Daemon even registered at the adventurers guild in town and so did angel ! I feel my brain processing so much. 

They wont even tell me there ranks, saying they're going to 'surprise' me, you think this old man doesn't know you want to tell me your A rank when you reach it? Bah, A rank ain't nothin, I raised you good enough to be at least S.

I went outside from the study once I was done enchanting the staffs and put them into two separate hand-crafted wooden containers. 

I went outside and rested in my rocking chair waiting for them to come back.

And when they did, they seemed to be more excited than starved tigers who just found a dying elephant. " We're back! " Angel yelled first, shocking Daemon. 

I opened my eyes and sat up, " Yeah yeah, I know what your here for, bah. " 
I led them to the door of my study and unlocked it and handed both of them a key I made for them. 

" Don't forget your gifts in there. " I puffed, and looked at my right wrist, somethings been wrong with this body I created. 

I went outside and sat on the rocking chair, I inspected the body I made for myself, Its just a temporary one since using my power to change my looks every year or two was getting annoying and it looked unnatural. 

' Damn, did I make this thing to old? ' I questioned myself.
' Bah, just one last rest in this chair before I send them off. ' I closed my eyes and slowly rocked in my chair, till it stopped rocking.

[ The Kids ] 

Daemon was going through the books while angel looked at the two boxes on the study desk.

" Come over here Daemon. " Angel pulled him over from the books.

He looked at the box with his name inscribed in it, " Whats in them? "

" How would I know? " Angel shook her head and opened her box, while Daemon quickly opened his.

" Our own staff ~! " Both exclaimed, sense they've been limited to practice staff's since learning magic. 

" How long did these take? " Daemon asked, angel responded with, " At least years, grandpa doesn't move like he used to. " She shook her head with a sigh.

They never brought it up with him, but they could see him rapidly aging unlike with normal humans, he was visibly getting a bit older every day, and his hands were moving slower, although it didn't seem like grandpa minded it, almost like he barely noticed. 

" Heh, lets read the books first, who knows when we'll be back in here! " Daemon exclaimed, which Angel agreed. 

They spent a few hours reading and copying down what they found important in notes and putting them in a sub-space, a common 3rd tier magic that can be upgraded to even a advanced 4th tier magic, the more magic power people have the bigger there sub-space, requiring you to be at least a 3rd tier magician to have enough to even open the sub-space.   

Daemon after an hour went to the last book-case which had wooden doors on them which were inscribed into the wood with some fourth tier protection runes, it seemed to be a test for the two.

While they dare not say there the best fourth tier magicians, they can easily claim to not be the worst, so after an hour of racking there brains they cracked it. 

And soon they found the fifth tier magic that they theorized would be in here. Which made them both shocked as after 2 years of learning more about outside society and the true importance of knowledge for magicians, they dare not say even a national magician tower have this many 5th tier magic books in one place. 

They quickly copied down from the books while they both found the two books in the center, each with a lock with what they could see were God Runes used in a fifth tier magic lock ritual. They each thought about the keys they were gave which looked slightly different and had two different runes inscribed.

For daemon he got a 6th tier magic book titled 'The Art of Destruction' which was a ritual requiring different components that was highly versatile, allowing to bring a plague if the last component was a dead magic rat beast of at least fourth rank, or bring destruction by meteor if a magma core brought from a high-tier fire dragon is used. 

Angel got a 6th tier magic book titled 'The Art of Life' which was a ritual requiring different components, similar to 'The Art of Destruction' for say the last component was a four leaf clover from the spring of life, it would grant the entire continent good luck if provided enough magic, or if a Phoenix feather was used, it could even bring the dead back to life. 

They were both shocked by what they found and rushed out to ask grandpa some questions, but before they left they noticed two sets of clothes at a nightstand at the door. One was a mix of gold lining and dove white cloth gathered from a Giant Dove and a Charcoal Black like lining which was actually Black Mithril with dragon veins running through it to make it more flexible, and a red cloth like material gathered from the wings of a dead Monarch-Dragon.

They quickly put them on as they don't want grandpa's hard work at sewing to go to waste.

Daemon stepped out the door at first but quickly shut the door before Angel could step outside.

[ Daemons P.O.V ]

" Grandpa.. " I whispered.

" Grandpa... " I whispered again, " Grandpa..! " I said louder, " Grandpa! " I said at the loudest I could. I casted a quick lock charm on the door to prevent angel stepping outside for even just a minute. 

I ran over to grandpa and shook him, I then remembered what he tough us and I checked his heart beat, it had stopped beating.. I tried to sense any magic circulating through him, but I noticed.. grandpa didn't even have a magic core in him anymore. 

I cant let her see this.. she'll be devastated... I have to think of something, anything, quickly, THINK.

Will she be able to go on knowing he died? No, she loves him to much, I love him to but I have to be the man in this situation, I cant let her spend the rest of her life in agony over it.. how do I keep this from her but keep her will to move forward? Fuck... fuck... fuck.. fuck FUCK FUCK FUCK. I smashed my hand into the wall as she stepped out and I made a globe in my hand with a simple light spell. To try and do a trick I was taught early on by grandpa, I can make things appear invisible by reflecting the light from the sun off of them. But she then stepped out after unlocking the door..

[ Angels P.O.V ]

I finally got the door unlocked, I hate it when Daemon does stupid things like this, its not a good joke, trying to talk to grandpa first, hmph!

I stepped outside the door, but I saw... Daemon.. his eyes at that moment seemed to be glowing red (The absorption of fire essence from his robes), his long fingers that at the moment seemed more like claws, grasping a ball of essence... and a in-responsive grandpa, the moment I stepped out I knew he was dead... I cant feel the essence of life on his body anymore.. the beautiful and abundant essence of life that was always there.. was gone with a moment.


" Daemon... how could you.. HOW COULD YOU DAEMON. " I yelled 

" Its not what you think! " He yelled back

" HE RAISED US DAEMON! HE RAISED YOU! AND YOU TAKE HIS CORE FOR WHAT, TO LEARN THE MAGIC IN THE STUDY?! WAS IT WORTH IT DAEMON! " I yelled back, tears falling.

" Its not like that! " He replied, but at that moment, he wasn't my brother, he wasn't even remotely human, he was a demon.

" HOW CAN IT NOT BE ?! " I checked personally every day, his life essence was abundant, even elves didn't have as much as him, he practically seemed like he would live longer than us! But the essence in his hands, his red eyes, grandpa in his chair lifelessly, " ITS OBVIOUS WHAT YOU DID DAEMON. " 

But then daemon just shook his head and frowned, he left quickly using wind magic and I didnt have the heart to chase after him. I didn't use magic, but I personally dug up the ground infront of the cabin with a old shovel grandpa used to dig up ground and flatten it. I buried him there and made a gravestone by calling upon the nearby tree's, on that day it seemed auspicious. 

[ In the Elven Kingdom ]

Clouds were gathering above the forbidden forest, leaves blew out from it and went through the outskirts to the capital city. Phoenix's cried while demons bellowed, even the weakest mage could feel the surge in magic energy happening around the world, today signed an auspicious day.

Many historians marked this day, the day that signified the start of the new age, some even claim it was a sign from the gods.

But the gods and popes knew what was happening, this was caused by the fluctuation of the emotion of one of the gods, some high priest also knew what it was as they had encounters with the gods in there prayers to. 

Many popes quickly closed the chapels and prayed to there gods for an answer, but none of there gods were especially angry or happy. When the popes converged on the issue a week later, they came to a single conclusion. The Great God's emotions became imbalanced, so they quickly didn't a prayer with all the popes there on ceremony, and the gods responded to them all that day, the great god wasn't happy, he wasn't angry, he was sad.

A man who became a god, for he had gained Karma through helping hundreds of thousands, if not millions, of people through the largest donation fund of the Twenty-First Century. He was known as a saint to many, while not officially a saint, he was acknowledged by the pope as a good man while he was alive, and couldn't be deemed a saint after death, for he had descendants, but sadly he didn't spends much time with them for he was always busy helping others. With his death, many in the living world mourned, while he himself, was more confused than anyone.

7 Years later:

The kids are about 7 years all and they have their human and wolf forms and they are about the size of a house , well the castle can handle their size unlike wolves they run through the castle flying the running in wolf form but we are handling it all Alex and his pack still go through the portal to hunt and then they bring it here so we can all eat it first time we took the kids hunting they wanted to use just their dragon forms and we taught  them how to hunt in all 3 forms so here is a lil bit about the kids so far.

Amethyst: has learned how to control her element and her wolf name is Gossana due to she picked her own name she has also grew into her roll in the dragon lands  goes to dragon school to learn the history of dragons and has alreadt started talking to a guy she likes.

Dark leaf:loves his element and he made a path from the castle to the partal so the wolves can run back and his green gem is growing with him helps him with to hard things to do , has helped to regrow thousands o trees and his wolf's name is forest due to his dragon and wolf dont fight over control they get alone and he loves to be in nature.


Blaze: he's got bit of a temper but thats the warrior in him hes been getting ready for war since he learned how most of them started and his wolf name is  Ash due to being a bout blackish red color and he helps his silbings when he can.


To you people reading this there will be more books the kids will get their own book and then there will be a short story on how their mom got to that cave so a lil past story

Year 288 AC,
I am 8 years old now and am growing faster than kids my age. I am already 4'6 which is tall for an 8 year old. I have black hair and red fiery eyes. It has been 2 years since I started my martial training. Anything from swords, spears, axes and other weaponry I have been taught by fighters of the fighting pits that my father bought as slaves. I have been taught horse riding from the Dothraki sell-sword.
A thing I noticed about my constitution is that I am stronger, faster and more agile than kids my age. My reflexes are already at peak human limits. I figure it must be unique to Valyrian blood magic that is strong in me. Daenerys was not a warrior so we never know whether she had the same constitution or not.
One day after completing my daily training I snuck out of my room to visit the secret chamber in the Lords solar. I was curious to know what secrets it contained. My father was out on a visit to the free cities due to some business with the slavers and I knew he wont be back for another week or so.
I entered the solar and shut the door behind me, I proceeded to the entrance of the chamber and opened it. What greeted me were racks filled with books of old with some shining with covers made of gold, there were valyrian steel daggers and ornaments hung on the wall and in special glass cases. In the middle of the chamber there were two chests made of gold and bone, dragon bone perhaps. I went closer to the chests and opened the one on the left, It contained 2 dragons eggs my father had told me about. One as black as the night sky the other grey like ash, both were hard as hard as stone but when I touched them I could feel some sort of energy being radiated.
It was warm and soothing, I figure it was sort of resonance between the magic in the eggs and my blood. Putting the eggs back in the chest I moved to the other one, It contained a tome made of some black metal like material I couldn't recognize and some vials filled with dark red liquid, Dragon Blood! There were a total of five vials filled with the most rare liquid on the planet.
On the cover of the tome there were written the words,
" Only the blood of the dragon may access the knowledge of old"
Under these words there was a carving of a dragon with its mouth open and red rubies in place of its eyes. I was fairly certain my blood would be potent enough to open the tome. I could also use a vial of the dragon blood but I didn't want to waste it when I didn't have to. So I took a dagger hung on the wall cut my hand and pour the blood on the mouth of the dragon. When the blood fell the tome absorbed it like a sponge. After a moment or two, runes lit up along the borders of the tome and on the dragon as well. The dragon animatedly closed its mouth and spread its wings wide. When the runes stopped glowing the tome opened.
I spent the rest of the week training and reading until my father returned. I didn't want him to know that I could access the knowledge of old because if this information got out we could very well be in trouble. I trusted my father but I didn't trust the very walls we stayed in. We were only a minor house with some control over the trading business on the isles but if someone knew that I could hold the power of the Dragon lords then surely my house would become history. We were strong financially but we didn't have a standing army to protect us. The pirates that my family had made slaves of had rebelled as soon as our dragons had died. That had resulted in a catastrophe, what loyal servants and soldiers we had had fought back courageously but the damage had been done. 
We now only controlled the isle of tears with the city of Gorgai ( Gogossos) as our home. We only had enough men and boats to keep hold over the isle of Tears and protect ourselves from pirate raids. We couldn't protect ourselves from assassins or Faceless men that would surely find their way to us when this news reached the Maesters of Old town or the Faith extremists.
The week of reading through the tome and all the other books had granted me the knowledge that would surely bring about chaos and using this chaos as a ladder I shall make my house rise to prominence again. The books although mostly contained history of my house since the Doom including what plague had caused us to sell our eggs, it was called Red Death.
The Red Death was a disease that erupted in the slave pens of Gogossos years after the Doom of Valyria. It swept across the Isle of Tears and then spread across the rest of the Basilisk Isles. It killed nine of every ten men, who died screaming, bleeding copiously from every body orifice, their skin shredding like wet parchment.
Other than the useless but somewhat intriguing knowledge I acquired the one thing that would make me invincible in this world, Magic. The tome taught me that Valyrians could use their magic in myriad of ways but were limited to their mental prowess and imagination but I being from another world and older than I was supposed to, also having mental strength twice as a normal person was not. 
Their magic was mostly blood related and ritualistic, I was already strong and I would continue to grow strong as I grew older so body enhancement rituals were out of the picture, there were rituals to bond dragons with humans but when I hatched the eggs they would already bond with me so didn't need those as well. There were rituals to hasten the growth of dragons which would certainly come to use later. Right now what I needed was a mind related magic that would help me compel people to my will, make me able to predict the actions of my opponents and allow me to disorient my foes for a little while which was enough to change the fate of a person. After skimming through the perfect memory of the tome in my mind I found what I needed.

Young Wake dies and reincarnates in the world of game of thrones as young Wake Crimson the heir of clan Crimson.
This is his story, how he will use his knowledge of the series to better his clan and change his future.
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All characters and plot used belongs to the Game of thrones franchise and George R.R Martin except the OC.

Chapter 6:
I stirred awake, the suns ray was shining on my eyes.
'What time was it?' I cringed from the sun.
I opened my eyes, I remembered what had happened, and fear gripped my heart and made me jump up. Well, as much as I could as I was still lying down.
I looked at arms and legs I also touched my face, I didn't look or feel any different so that was good, it relieved some of my fear I breathed out a small sigh of relief.
"Status" I called out to thin air, in front of me appeared the screen but nothing was different except my race.
Allen A. King
The Gamer
Title – Cold-Blooded Killer
Class – Wizard (Locked) Lvl 1 EXP: 00.00
HP – 530/530 (115HP/minute)
SP – 630/630 (155SP/ minute)
MP – 480/480 (75MP/minute)
Lvl 4 – 0/400
Race – Human Wizard (Half-Blood)/ ?
STR – 10
DEX – 13 (+5) = 18
VIT – 13
INT – 8
WIS – 7 
LUC – 12
CHA –5
Points – 3
Money: 0G/0S/0K –£130
Allen King is an orphan, he has been reincarnated into this world with the P-System. He does not know his parents of this world but he knows his family: the people at the orphanage. He is a half-blood, the heir of the Ancient and Most Noble household of ? 
I pressed on the question mark of my race section, all that came up was:
? 
You have the blood and soul of the A???? ???g?? K???
+1 to all stats except CHA when levelled up
+4 to CHA when levelled up
+100% Reputation with dragon-type creatures, if a new one is born in a few miles of you and you are the closest dragon-type creature nearby, they will imprint on you.
'…it's not that bad actually, at least it isn't something shitty like a house elf or something' I thought with a shiver.
Now that, would be horrifying, but I wonder, what am I now? I guess I must be some kind of human-dragon hybrid? Wait, I got a sudden sense of deja vu like I wished for this or something… fuck.
Aside from that it was kind of weird and scary at the same time but [Gamer��s Mind] thankfully kept me in a mostly calm state.
Quest Alert!
What Am I?
You want to know what you are now, then find out!
Objective:
Find out what species your 'other' side comes from.
Time Limit: None
Reward:
?
10,000 EXP
2 Gatcha Token
1,000 Credits
Failure:
The other side will take over your human body,
Your soul will be eaten by the other side's soul
Death
[Accept/Decline]
…I have never poked air so fast before.
I looked at the box once again, I thought about what is says.
'According to this, I get +1 to all stats except CHA which got an extra +3 every level'
"This so op!" I said out loud, thankfully I didn't have any roommates so I didn't have to worry about anyone hearing me.
There were 2 kids to a room but since there was an uneven number of children, I get to have a room for myself.
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I was sitting down with the rest of the kids of the orphanage and was having some breakfast.
"Allen can you please go meet the matron please? She's in her office" one of the nuns asked.
"Sure I just finished eating" I replied, even if I had eaten twice- no thrice what I usually eat every morning I was still hungry. Is this what having the sin of Gluttony meant? This would become a problem, I'm pretty sure I don't 'need' to eat food because of [Gamer's Body] but that didn't mean I couldn't enjoy it.
'Also, I'm pretty sure I would be slowly turning insane because of the Gluttony, ugh. So that's absolutely great' I thought with not a little bit of sarcasm.
Now back to the matter of hand, it was weird that the matron would call me but I think I know what it's about and it made me somewhat giddy.
I practically hopped off my chair and started walking towards the matron's door with a jump in my step.
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I walked down the hallway and stood in front of the matron's office door, it was daunting for most kids.
Most kids that were a part of some big –well as big as a child can make- trouble would be called here with their ears ready for a scolding.
I only came here a few times, all for stopping some kid from bullying one of the children. 'Ahh good times' I thought and knocked on the intricate dark wooden door of the office.
I heard a "come in" from inside and opened the door, I walked inside and saw something surprising but not that surprising at the same time.
Sitting down on a comfortable looking lounge chair was Professor Mcgonagall in all of her glory. She looked similar to her movie counterpart but… different. It wasn't much but you could tell that they were two different looking people. She wore a pointy black witch hat and clothes that looked as if they were from a hundred years back.
My reaction would've been to fan boy over her but that would be quite awkward, no? So what is showed instead was a confused reaction, I couldn't show that I knew her and thankfully [Gamer's Mind] helped me a lot.
I saw the matron sitting on her usual spot behind her oak desk.
"Umm… good morning Miss Hestia and –""Professor Mcgonagall" the tall witch supplied.
"Thank you for coming Allen, please take a seat" the matron gestured to another lounge chair in front of her, similar to the one Professor Mcgonagall was sitting down on. I took a seat and waited for the matron to start talking.
"Allen, Professor Mcgonagall has come with an invitation for a special school for you" the matron gently told me, this was as special for her as it was for me… well more for me but you get the point, she saw all of us like grandchildren and I her eldest one. She passed me a letter, I examined the object of desire for many fans of the Harry Potter series, the Hogwarts Letter.
The letter was made of yellow parchment and had the wax seal of Hogwarts on it. I carefully opened the letter and read its contents,
Hogwarts School Of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore 
(Order of Merline, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chief Warloc, Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)
Dear Mr. King,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted to Hogwarts School Of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.
Term begins September 1st. we await response by owl no longer then 31st July.
Yours sincerely,
Professor Mcgonagall,
Minerva Mcgonagall,
Deputy Headmistress.
It also came with the list of things needed for 1st years.
'Ok now's my time to act clueless' I thought.
"But how are we going to pay for it? The orphanage is already very… tight on money and what's this about witchcraft and wizardry? Is it like magic or something" I gestured to my letter.
"Mr. King, the school of Hogwarts will be paying for all your uniforms, books and… extra things until you finish your education, also yes, it is indeed a school of magic" Professor Mcgonagall explained
"I don't believe you, magic is not real" I told her, ignoring the pop up about two new skills, Lying and Acting.
In response she took out her wand and transfigured the table between us into a mini Hogwarts.
Silence reigned in the room, no one dare to say anything, the matron from shock and Professor to give me time to think about my choice, it was obvious though.
I took a breath, "…I… accept" I told the matron and Professor Mcgonagall.
"Well… seeing as I'm currently very tight on time, I think we should hurry up a bit and buy all your things" Professor Mcgonagall told me and stood up.
"Right now?" I asked, I didn't expect this to happen but then again this happened to Harry in the books.
"But of course, we don't have all day now" she told me with a small nod.
I practically jumped off the seat and into a standing position by how fast I was going, this was like every Harry Potter Fan's dream. To get a Hogwarts letter, to go to Diagon Alley, it was very exciting.
So I guess we're going to Diagon Alley.
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Author's Notes:
So… yeah he's going to learn who his parent is next chapter, if there are anything you'd like to be added into this story please PM, comment or review it please.
Also leave a comment or review, this chapter was kind of rushed though so sorry.
Also sorry for taking so long to upload this chapter, it had already been written just needed a bit of editing, but something came up and I won't be able to pump out a lot of chapters very fast.

Now in the world of Harry Potter with the P-System, what will Allen do? Will he continue to protect his family? Read as he finds out more about this new world! Rated M just in case!

"I remember a time when cultivators roam around freely unrestricted of the zero amount of Qi on Earth"   -Unknown
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"I'm Xu Kong, and that's my birth given name, sigh"

"And I'm Shen Wang, and that's a name I decided for myself"

"Ah, yes, this is Shen Wang, he was the reason why I was able to escape that cocoon of stone," Xu Kong thought in dismay "I'm great full for him for that but he keeps ramming it into my GOD DAMN HEAD! He also took 2/4 of the right and left side of my brain"

A.N:The right side of the brain is the creative side of the brain and the left side is the logical side of the brain

"Can I not though?" Shen said with a big smirk

"As I was ranting on about trying to remember how my life ended up like this, I mostly control the body because Shen doesn't like walking

"Sigh, I'm not lazy I'm lucky, extremely lucky! When I was 16 I founded a flying cloud that was only rideable by those who had the genes of Sun Wukong" Shen said annoyingly

"FUCK YOU! Unlike you I was a human being who got killed 700 times and got revived 699 times just so I could mix my genes with a dragon, How old was you when you died, 127?"

"Yep," a sigh could be heard inside of the mind of Shen/Xu "haha! good times"

"No and no, I died at the age of 2.4 million years old Dragon Realm time which is 7.2 in Earth time, also didn't you kill yourself because things got to boring? Kids these days" Xu said with blazes in his eyes

"Listen I'm just talented" 

"Talented? I call bullshit"

As the inner monologue ended the sun started to rise until 6:00am

"You take control of the body, you're know more how to act like a kid" Xu said to Shen in his mind

"Fine," grunting started to fill the room before Shen started to sit up "Ok I'm up, time to eat something" Shen started to run down the hall until a motherly figure and a fatherly figure could be seen 

"Hello kids, I hoped you've had a good sleep!" Said an old women who had a big grin on her face ready to show her affection to all the orphans 

They all replied with "We sure did!" and anything similar to it

"Remember to eat your vegetable you numb skull" Xu hammered into their mind

"Fine but you don't have to tell me this everyday!" Shen grabbed his plate of food and sat time grumpily eating the vegetables but once the vegetables were eaten he started to eat the fruits then he started to eat some rice with a slice of meat and the finally he drank his milk "Ah, refreshing"

"You don't need to act like an 6 year old! You are one" Xu sighed 

"Ok, breakfast is done and now it's time for studying" Shen started to head to the study hall and grabbed a few books mostly about science and myths

"You sure do like those books don't you" Xu said putting his head up to his chin for support

"Of course I do, it always interested me about how stories have changed since I've last been here" Shen replied with stars on his eyes 

"Uh huh, I guess that's true" Xu started to look up into the abyss which is his side of their mind-scape and "this place has really changed since well it begin, when I was on the doorstep of the house the resident in there was schooled but someway and somehow they decided to create an orphanage. This place can at least fit 30 kids, 2 helpers, and the owners"

Xu started to wondered of in his thoughts but as much as he wanted to just keeping daydreaming he started to regain his senses

"Ok, that's enough reading for the day, let's go outside and train"  Xu said in a monotone voice 

"Already? Fine, ok your turn to take over the body" Shen sadly said

Xu started to take over the body and gone outside to train his body as much as possible but with the body of a 6 year old and hundreds of years of not using his bones he only did 5 push-ups, 5 sit-ups, and only hit a tree 20 times at full power before his fist started to bleed and his bones started to be seen

"Ok, that's enough for the day," Xu groaned "now I will leave and let you handle the pain, peace"

"Wait," Shen now fully in control started to shed tears as he continuously cursed at Xu

The Void Dragon, A dragon who seeks destruction to all of the universe it could not continue its destruction due to the natural order of life As long as you live there will always be someone stronger than you. Due to this order, the Void Dragon was trapped in the Realm of Tài but the dragons journey isn’t over for reincarnation is always a possibility...no, reincarnation is given fact for the Void Dragon

I’ll upload again when I create 100 chapters

Chapter 11 – Become a Buddha (2)
On Green Dragon Mountain, he'd faced a demonic face that was many times larger than him.
What I had to face was my inner demon that suffocated me.
I had to be as strong as him to be as nonchalant and fearless.
Thus, I decided to study metaphysics from Grandpa during my free time. He was happy to teach me. He said that building a foundation now was good so I wouldn't be clueless when Chinese Tunic brought me away.
As for Chinese Tunic's identity, I'd asked Grandpa, but he didn't know either. He just said that if he was this powerful at his age, he must have a powerful teacher. Judging by his relationship with the military cadre, he seemed to have a deep official background. He may come from some mysterious organization.
Grandpa didn't say it then, but I later learned that this mysterious organization was probably the legendary "Dragon Group."
Metaphysics had five groups: Mountain, Medicine, Destiny, Physiognomy, and Divination. They seemed like five branches, but all actually came from the same source—the five yin yang elements of the Great Tao Theory.
According to myths, an emperor was once aided by the fairy Xuan Nv. She gave him a divine book to break past cursed spells. After the emperor resolved the crisis, he ordered Cang Jie to invent a written language to record the spells in the divine book. This book was called the Golden-Seal Jade Letter. This was the origin of metaphysics. Throughout the 5,000 years of history, many other famous metaphysics books were created, such as Plum Blossom Divination, Najia Broken Divination, Liuren Divine Lecture, the popular Taiyi Shenshu, Qimen Dunjia and more.
Grandpa's aged book had mentions of all five categories. He also bought all sorts of books from street stalls every now and then. But as he said, they were all beginner material. Even if he became an expert in all the books, he still wouldn't be a true metaphysics scholar. However, it was more than enough to establish a foundation. Other than my homework time, I spent most of my time studying these books in my room. After all, no one would play with me even if I went outside.
Chinese Tunic sent one letter after this. He didn't mention Kunlun. The letter only had one line: no matter how the storm blows, no matter how it rises and falls, no matter how they dance wildly, stay unmoved with a heart as firm as a boulder.
Seeing this, tears flowed down my face instantly.
Who could understand a child that everyone thought was a damned bastard?
Who could understand being isolated by everyone at school and mocked endlessly?
I wanted to have friends too, but after class, they all played with each other. Who would play with the child of a mountain ghost?
I was obsessed with Grandpa's metaphysics books. I locked myself in his room as soon as school was over for the day. Others may think this was my hobby, but where would I go other than this room?
Grandpa loved me, but some things couldn't be made up for. Seeing that other kids had loving parents, I'd gone to kneel before my mother's grave so many times, crying for a mother that I'd never seen for.
Chinese Tunic's words spoke to the weakest and most helpless part of my heart. The man I'd only met once undoubtedly pointed out the direction for me again, telling me how to stand firm in a difficult situation.
Stand unmoved with a heart like a boulder!
I put this letter in a safe place and wrote a line on the wall by my bed:
The mortal world is a challenge to make me stronger. So I heard, I shall become a Buddha in the end.

One night, my mother put on the wedding dress she made for herself and climbed Green Dragon Mountain to commit suicide. Three years later, she returned and gave birth to me. I am the child of someone in a coffin and became known as misfortune since the moment I was born. If not for Grandpa and Uncle's protection, I would've died long ago. But no one knows how my mother survived on Green Dragon Mountain and had me back then. My father is also a mystery...

It was the rainy season in Jinling City, causing the place to give off a rustic and elegant feeling.
Sun Mo took a stroll around the city. In this place, there was neither the forest of concrete nor the metal vehicles of his world. Instead, it was filled with alleys, maids in green clothes, and elegant-looking young ladies who took light steps into some shops that were selling make-ups.
You could smell the fragrance of claypot chicken or meat skewers and hear the occasional calls from generous customers who wanted the waiters to serve them wine.
Sun Mo bit on his vegetarian bun as he walked along the wet and slippery slated path. After passing past a tanghulu seller who was lifting a carrying pole, he entered a bookshop called Reading Veranda.
As it was raining, there were very few customers in the shop. There was only an old man sitting on a wooden chair, reading a book leisurely. Placed next to him was a cup of tea that had already turned cold.
The bookshop was very big, filled with tall and heavy bookshelves made from Chinese locust trees. Even with Sun Mo's tall stature, he would have to tiptoe to reach the books on the highest level of the bookshelves.
Sun Mo took a liking to this bookshop after taking a look around.
Everything was categorized and placed very neatly. The books could be loaned out, and it would only cost one copper coin per day.
Usually, books that were loaned out would have some stains or damage to them, but that wasn't the case for the books here. This meant that the owner took great care of the books and had solemnly given a warning to the people who loaned them.
There were folk stories, Chinese opera manuscripts, as well as poetries. There were different types of books here, but the one Sun Mo picked up was a novel.
<Nine Provinces Immortal Slaying Legend>, written by Wild Mountain Old Man. There were over ten books in the series, and they filled up half the shelf. This should be a popular series in the Tang Country.
Sun Mo flipped through the book. The title sounded very domineering, and the plot was heavy. It wrote about the emotional entanglements in a sect, presented in an imposing style. It was no wonder that they could be displayed here.
In Middle-Earth, the literature was written in movable type printing. Therefore, knowledge still wasn't being disseminated widely, and only a minority of people were literate.
"Tsk, if they are of this standard, I can write my own novels." Sun Mo took a few glances and put the book back.
"Why? Not satisfied?"
Sun Mo hadn't noticed when the old man had gotten up from the wooden chair and approached him. Seeing Sun Mo put back the <Nine Provinces Immortal Slaying Legend>, he couldn't help but ask, "This is a popular book that took the entire Jinling by storm in the past one year. Youngsters like to read it."
"Hehe!" Sun Mo didn't say anything. This old man was clearly a fan of the book. If he were to say the wrong things, they might end up getting into a fight.
The old man carefully tidied the bookshelf that Sun Mo had browsed through and then sat back on the chair. About half an hour later. he saw Sun Mo coming back, holding onto the <Nine Provinces Immortal Slaying Legend>. He couldn't help but smile.
"I thought you don't like it?" The old man raised his brows, making his intentions very clear. 'You said that it isn't good, but your body seems to be very honest. You're still going to borrow them after all, right?'
"That's right. I don't like it. But there are really no other books to borrow, so I can only make do with it." Sun Mo wore a helpless expression. The novels here were still stuck in the xianxia and monster genres. How could such monotonous subjects possibly satisfy Sun Mo?
Of course, the main reason is that the system told him it's a plot point. The system also told him what to do.
'Why those stories? I have so many other ones that are way better.' Sun Mo complained.
[Just do it.]
'This is just stupid.' Sun Mo sighed, but he still follows the plotline.
Hearing the words 'make do', the old man glared at Sun Mo, his mustache flying as he puffed out. "Then write a book and show me what 'not make do' is like!"
"Have you read Transformers before?" Sun Mo teased on the outside, but inside he was cringing. 'I haven't even seen it in so long. F*ck, it's such an old series.'
A friendly reminder that it has at least been a few million years since Sun Mo seen Transformers. This is why he thinks it's an old series. In fact, if the system didn't remind him of it, Sun Mo would have forgotten it. This includes the other series he's going to mention.
The old man appeared stunned.
"Have you read Dragon Ball before?"
The old man continued to wear a dazed expression.
"Then you must have not read Journey to the West before, right?"
"You're spouting gibberish, right? I've read countless books. Why is it that I haven't heard of the books you mentioned?" The old man felt gloomy and stared at Sun Mo suspiciously. He hadn't expected this young man to be such a liar when he looked so refined.
"That's because you haven't read enough."  Sun Mo slowly started to cringe harder. But he was glad that he would be able to reread those stories because the system is going to tell him about it.
The old man's face turned black. But as someone who loved books as much as his life, he suppressed his fury and asked, "Where did you read those books?"
"I wrote them myself!" Sun Mo was pretty sure that this is plagiarism. But did he care? No, not really.
"You…" The old man was so angry that he raised his hand, wanting to beat Sun Mo. Sun Mo had piqued his interests, yet he was now telling him that those were all made up? What an awful man.
"It costs one copper coin to rent it for a day, right?" Sun Mo dug out the money.
"En." The old man nodded and settled the procedures for Sun Mo.
However, the words Sun Mo had mentioned earlier kept on flashing in his mind. Putting that Transformers aside, just the names of Dragon Ball and Journey to the West sounded very interesting. He couldn't help but ask, "What is Journey to the West about?"
Sun Mo let out a soft laugh and shook his head.
"If you have a manuscript, I can buy it from you!" The old man had read too many books, and thus it was far too difficult for him to find a book he liked. This was a torment to someone who loved books as if they were his life.
"How much would you offer?" Sun Mo's eyes lit up.
Right now, the money he was spending belonged to the original owner of this body, and there wasn't much of it in the first place. Moreover, an intern teacher's salary was very meager. Sun Mo could predict that he'd have to live a straitened lifestyle for quite a while.
If he were to get into a relationship and have a girlfriend, then he'd have to spend even more money. At the thought of how he didn't even have the money to change his lifestyle, he felt way too pathetic. 'No wonder the system told me to do this.'
"200 silver taels!" The old man offered.
Sun Mo shook his head.
"Why? You think it's too little?" The old man knocked on the table. "100 silver taels is enough for a family of three to lead a comfortable life for a year. Young man, don't be too greedy."
"What's the market price if I were to publish a book?" Sun Mo thought, 'If I were to sell the story of Journey to the West to you, I'd be a fool.'
"Hehe!" The old man let out a contemptuous laugh. "Young man, lead a proper life. Don't be dreaming."
Middle-Earth was still in a feudal era, and the production capabilities were low. When the printing and paper manufacturing capabilities were lacking, it would mean that publishing a book was an extremely extravagant matter.
Sun Mo turned to leave.
"Alright, I'll satisfy you." The old man gave in. "I'll help you publish 300 copies. If it ends up being a loss, it'll be on me. And if it earns money, it'll all go to you."
"1,000 copies!" Sun Mo made an exorbitant request. He had a colleague who published reference books, and back then, 1,000 copies were considered quite a good result.
"Too many, no money, not possible!" The old man gave three rejections, not wanting to be scammed.
Sun Mo looked at the old man and activated his Divine Sight.
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Zheng Qingfang, retired to his hometown three years ago, becoming a rich man. He loves books as if they were his life, and his divine force realm is at the seventh level.
His body function is severely damaged. He was harmed by poison in the past, and it left a hidden ailment.
Remark, the Zheng Clan has a strict family teaching. If you encounter a member from the Zheng Clan who has fallen down, you can help them with a peace of mind. Don't be afraid of being scammed for money.
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Sun Mo looked at the data that appeared next to the old man. Retired? Did that refer to an official who had retired? He didn't expect that this bookshop owner had worked as an official before. He must not be lacking in money.
Zheng Qingfang had survived a lot of great storms in the court, but somehow he felt uncomfortable being stared at by Sun Mo. It was as if ants were crawling on his body.
"Alright, 500 copies. Nothing more." Zheng Qingfang gave in and assessed Sun Mo while he was at it.
Sun Mo was wearing a light-blue long robe that was washed very cleanly. Together with his handsome appearance and upright figure, he gave off a faint and refreshing disposition. When he pursed his lips, there seemed to be a faint and unnoticeable arch to it, giving off a calming feeling.
Zheng Qingfang had seen many youngsters with outstanding dispositions in his lifetime. But this young man was even more outstanding than most of them.
"1,000 copies." Sun Mo refused to give in.
"Alright, but I want to admire your wooden blade." Zheng Qingfang's gaze landed on Sun Mo's waist. He had attached a wooden blade made from black sandalwood there.
Sun Mo shrugged and turned to leave. What a joke. It had the Grand Universe Formless Divine Art on it. How could it be shown to others so easily?
However, this old man's judgment was extremely good, capable of seeing Sun Mo's most valuable thing in one glance. "Kid, it's useless no matter what you say. Bring me the manuscript first. If it's interesting, I'll go all out and print 1,000 copies for you," Zheng Qingfang shouted out.
When Sun Mo's figure disappeared from his sight, this old man sat back on his wooden chair. Now that he looked at the novel he was holding, it all felt so boring. His mind was filled with the names Dragon Ball and Journey to the West.
"What kind of story do they have?" It was as if a cat was scratching at Zheng Qingfang's chest. He felt an uncontrollable itch in his heart.
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The rainy season in June continued. After buying a few pieces of osmanthus cake, Sun Mo got onto a small boat and toured along the Qinhuai River.
The wooden blade was casually stashed at his belt. Its value wasn't high to begin with, but after the Grand Universe Formless Divine Art had been carved on it, it no longer had the same value as it did before.
Since Sun Mo was worried that he'd lose the wooden blade if he were to leave it in the dorm, he could only keep it with him.
It wasn't forbidden to bring around blades and swords in the Tang Country, but bows and arrows were banned. If one were found to be holding them, they'd be arrested and chained down, even thrown into prison for a few days.
Sun Mo still wasn't used to keeping a heavy blade or a sword with him, so he just kept this wooden blade on him as a means of defense.
After offering a joss stick at the Spirit King Temple, Sun Mo headed back to school. When he passed by a corner, he saw a skinny girl hugging a small bag tightly in her arms. She was sitting under a roof to get out of the rain.
The girl was about 13 to 14 years old and looked very innocent. It was just that her face was filled with dejection.
'A young girl with nowhere to go back to?' Sun Mo was very sensitive toward kids like her. He met quite a 'few' of them after all.
Every time Sun Mo finds one he would almost always try to help them if the system allows it. More than half the time, he would try to adopt them. Sun Mo just really like kids, and he would want to help them keep their innocence and pureness.
This is just one of the reasons that the system jokes about Sun Mo wanting to date kids. Even though the system does know that he actually only has pure intentions and only wants to help the children. Sun Mo's pretty much a doting father.
Sun Mo looked at the little girl, activating his Divine Sight.
[Lu Zhiruo, 14 years old, penniless. In a state of extreme starvation.]
Sun Mo secretly gave his approval at this fancy name, while his parental instincts kicked in.
The roof was small and couldn't shield the girl from the rain completely. Her cotton clothes were all wet, but she seemed as if she didn't notice anything. She curled up, like a little kitten who had been abandoned.

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