Eve is a successful romance book author and forever singleton who doesn't believe that romance could exist in real life. But with her last novel flopping in the market, she felt like she put herself in a rut that she can't get herself out of. On the day that her publisher threatens to drop her as an author, she finds an ad online about a guy selling an entire romantic wedding package at half the price. The catch, buyers should be genuinely in love with each other. 
In Eve's head, it sounds like a good idea to trick the seller, a practical business journalist, into thinking that she has a boyfriend whom she loves very much. Her heart says otherwise.

"I have to get away from here!" Maya, Estella's personal maid immediately came with a big luggage carrying Estella's stuff. 

"We can use the secret escape route if you want, Your Highness." Estella nodded as she changed into a civilian outfit prepared by Maya to disguise herself.

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"Find her and bring her back alive! Let she knows who is in charge." The finality in Adrian's tone brings a darkness that he will forever regret.

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"I never seen you here before. I'm Luca." He approached Estella with a warm smile, something that she never experienced from her own husband.

"I'm Estella." She blushed and immediately looking away from him, wary that she may have reveal herself to this strange man.

"Your Ma- ah Estella, I see you have know Luca." Maya interrupted the awkward exchange between the pair. She smiles knowingly to them as she walked away unnoticed

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"Tell me Adrian. Have you ever, even once treats me like your own wife?!" The formality between the rulers of the kingdom is gone and the only thing left is a pained wife and a regretful husband.

"Forgive me."

"I would never." 

How Adrian wishes he could turn back time...

Ameera Saveri, adalah seorang mahasiswi yang memiliki pekerjaan sampingan sebagai "Pacar Sewaan" dengan tarif yang cukup tinggi. Namun dia tidak menyukai sentuhan, sehingga dia melarang kliennya menyentuh.

Lalu dia bertemu dengan seorang lelaki yang ternyata berprofesi sama seperti dia, hanya saja dia bukan manusia melainkan "Setan" yang diasingkan.

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Luv

Ameera Saveri, adalah seorang mahasiswi yang memiliki pekerjaan sampingan sebagai "Pacar Sewaan" dengan tarif yang cukup tinggi. Namun dia tidak menyukai sentuhan, sehingga dia melarang kliennya menyentuh.

Lalu dia bertemu dengan seorang lelaki yang ternyata berprofesi sama seperti dia, hanya saja dia bukan manusia melainkan "Iblis" yang sedang menjalankan hukuman di dunia manusia.

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Luv

She cares for him but hates the way she does.  He is always on her mind since that day. But in contrast, he hated her for that. She wants to make it up to him but he avoids her like dirt. Sometimes he is good, sometimes he is the worsest. She hated how unpredictable he is and how he messes with her life. But she loves him, and she doesn't want to admit it.

That was in the last year of middle school.

Ria wakes up early on her first day of school in junior year. Bringing a nightmare with her she goes to her school and found out Keith and her will be classmates. New sets of problem arises then. But is this going to be a hell of a year for Ria? Or is this going to be a chance to get close with Keith and clear some issues?

The Tarasha Mountains were the tallest and longest mountain ranges on the continent, stretching thousands of miles from east to west. The mountain on the other side of the Emerald River was the extension of the Tarasha Mountains, thus its hills were not as high, and the woods in it were not as dense. Only low grade holy animals could be occasionally found wandering there, but over the mountain, higher grade holy animals could been seen here and there. Hearing this, Han Jin was in high spirits as if he was going to go hunt the holy animals right then and there. Steelberg immediately regretted his introduction and begged Han Jin piteously to not take the risks. He warned Han Jin repeatedly that only experienced mercenaries and powerful professionals could walk out of there alive.
Han Jin was curious about where his servant had gotten this information, but that had proved to be a foolish move. It turned out that he had gotten all his information from a young barde, and Raphael had also been present at that time. Thus, Han Jin was forced to make up a vague answer for Steelberg's questions, while mentally reminding himself to be more careful. Fortunately, Steelberg had always obeyed the principles between master and servant and did not press the issue.
In fact, if Steelberg were experienced enough, he should have been suspicious of Han Jin for a long time by now. Who could change so much in merely one night? For example, Young Master Raphael had started to care about Steelberg's diet and sleep, and had even covered him in some loose hays, or even his own cloth, as a make-shift blanket. Since Steelberg was in charge of his master's safety, he would wake up immediately at the slightest commotion. Feeling the care from his young master, Steelberg secretly shed tears. He didn't suspect his young master at all, and on the contrary, he was extremely moved and thought all that he had done for his master had been worthwhile.
Also, in Steelberg's mind, his young master was a dainty youth who would never eat anything that looked dirty even if he was starving to death. But now, even the ugly and disgusting hamsters and red snakes could not escape his mouth. On top of that, the young master appeared very elegant while eating. He would always eat in a slow and tentative manner, and his deep and bright eyes were always focused on the food, as if he were eating the most luxurious delicacy in the world. As Steelberg recalled, even when the Old Master had been alive, his manners had not been as elegant as the Young Master right now.
Of course, Han Jin knew nothing about Steelberg's thoughts; Steelberg wasn't even near him, as he had just sent his servant to the town to find more firewood. Though he could endure the taste of different kinds of food, he could not endure the bloody smell of animals. Moreover, his teacher had told him that although raw blood and flesh could also provide energy, it was a different energy from the energy provided by cooked food, as it was hard to be transformed into vital energy. Finally, such a method was too close to the demonic ways of cultivating, and one would eventually move on to consuming human flesh and mind.
Han Jin scattered the burning twigs randomly, and tore a rear leg from a roasted hamster, stuffing it into his mouth and chewing with all his attention. He ate his food thoroughly, and by the word "thoroughly," he meant that because everything contained energy, even the bones, they would be chewed and swallowed. With the food going into his stomach, traces of energy converged in his diaphragm. After several days of living in these woods, Han Jin had finally accumulated over a hundred yuan energy, which had restored his confidence a little.
Aside from improving this body, Han Jin did not dare waste any more of his energy. For example, though surrounding himself with some energy could prevent mosquito's bites, he would never do that. At this primitive stage of energy accumulation, he had no other choice but to be harsh, or even cruel, to himself.
Still, there were two problems that bothered him. One was about magic crystals. He had planned on hunting holy animals after regaining some of his energy and strengthen himself by swallowing magic crystals, but now, he realized that doing so was not very cost effective. For example, a magic crystal from a long-ear rabbit contains a dozen yuan of energy, but it could be sold for more than hundreds of bread loaves, which would definitely contain more than ten units of energy each.
The other problem was that, after several days of modification, his digestion and absorption capacity had reached seventy percent, and if he continued improving his body, the energy needed would be much more than before. But if he stopped there, the absorption capacity of seventy percent would cause unnecessary waste. Moreover, the rehabilitating work would also be troublesome; after all, he was eating all day long. Such a dilemma could only be resolved by increasing the absorption capacity to over ninety five percent.
Han Jin also had a vague feeling that he was missing something - something very important. However, he simply could not figure out what it was for the life of him.
While Han Jin was still thinking, he heard the sound of shuffling footsteps; Steelberg had came back with a bag.
"Back already?" Han Jin raised his head and asked, "You got the firewood?"
"Got it," Steelberg answered as he put the bag on the ground.
"Didn't the old fart say anything?" Han Jin snorted. The old fart he referred to was Barbato, his family's former butler, who had broken off ties with Raphael after Raphael had sold all of his family lands and the manor. This old bastard had purchased a house for himself, and married a widowed 25 year old while he, himself, was already sixty years old. His enjoyed a cozy life at the moment, but no one knew where he had gotten his money from.
Though he had broken off ties with Rapheal, Barato couldn't change his past, nor did he want people to talk behind his back, so he would occasionally give Raphael and Steelberg some old cloth and coins as financial help. Of course, this was just occasionally. However, that was the extent of his generosity, as he would have no qualms kicking the both of them out of his house if they wanted a place to live.
"No he didn't; it seemed as though the old thing was in a hurry." Steelberg glanced at Han Jin with hesitation in his eyes, then murmured, "Young master, there is one thing I must tell you, but promise me you'll keep calm after hearing what I say."
"Huh? What's that?"
"It is Miss Keeley; seems that she is in big trouble."
Han Jin was just about to ask who Miss Keeley was when he suddenly remembered his lessons from the past few days. He quickly changed his words and said, "What trouble?"
"Young Master, do you remember the dwarf forging master Miss Keeley had hired?" Steelberg said angrily, "That bastard had the guts to propose to Miss Keeley. Who the fuck does he think he is?!"
Han Jin searched through his memories, which were confusing and incomplete, but Miss Keeley was definitely not among them. But since Steelberg was so enraged, she must have been close to Raphael, so he tentatively asked, "And then?"
"How could Miss Keeley accept? Then that dwarf opened a forge by himself on the opposite side of Miss Keeley's. He's clearly trying to make her life harder!"
Han Jin went through his memories again, but still couldn't remember who Miss Keeley was. He said with a wry smile, "Steelberg, tell me more... about Miss Keeley."
"Young Master, you even forgot about Miss Keeley?" Steelberg asked in a surprised voice.
"Not quite, I remember something about her. It's just too vague." Han Jin sounded very conflicted.
"Young Master, you used to tell me that you would give up thirty years of your life if you could marry Miss Keeley. Don't you remember? How could you forget her??" Steelberg shook his head. "Miss Keeley... I heard she was also famous even in Holy Crown City."
" Holy Crown City?"
"That is the territory of Lord Dismark, and it is the city we serve."
"Oh, I just remembered." Han Jin pretended he had remembered everything, and then asked, "Then why did Miss Keeley came to Radon Town if she's famous in Holy Crown City?"
"Eh... I don't know that either." This said, Steelberg scratched his head.
"What does Miss Keeley do?"
"She runs some businesses."
"Then she must be very rich." Han Jin thought for a moment. "Why doesn't she hire another forging master? As rich as she is, why would she be afraid of a dwarf? Besides, how much could she earn in Randon Town anyway? Why does she even care in the first place?"
"Eh… Young master, you got me again. I don't know," Steelberg said with a wry smile on his face as he scratched his head.
"Never mind." Realized that Miss Keeley was only someone that Raphael used to moon over, Han Jin changed the topic, and instead looked at the bag Steelberg had brought back. "What is it?"
"Cassavas, Young Master. I dug them on the way." Seeing Han Jin's reaction, Steelberg was dumbfounded again, as he had thought his young master would jump to his feet and immediately go confront the dwarf.
"Good. It's about time we had something other than hamsters." A joyful look appeared on Han Jin's face. At this moment, he would rather choose a piece of cassava over ten beautiful Miss Keeleys.
Han Jin turned the bag upside down, and dozens of cassavas rolled onto the ground. A familiar scene came to his mind all of a sudden. The cassavas rolling on the ground somehow reminded him of the bead he had found when he had first opened his eyes in this world. As if he had realized something, Han Jin suddenly jumped up and shouted, "You're such a fool!"
Steelberg was so frightened by the shout that he did not dare say a single word, and simply stared Han Jin with a dumbfounded expression.
"Not talking about you; I'm the one that's a fool!" Han Jin sighed. He had just realized how childish his original idea had been. How many magic crystals could he even get by personally hunting holy animals? Since everything in this world could be bought for a price, why couldn't he just focus his efforts on making more money and buying the magic crystals instead? If he did that, the problems that had been troubling him would also be resolved. Energy? As long as he had money, it was a trivial matter for him to obtain more energy. And at that point, he wouldn't have to worry about cost efficiency at all!


One of the few self-cultivator who exist in this modern world; due to an unfortunate event, completely destroyed his body in an explosion. Using all his effort to save his primordial spirit, he ended up in an strange magical world and had to start all over again. From a fallen aristocrat to the Warlord of Chaos, this can no longer be summarise as legendary; this is the life of the God of War.

On the busy streets, neatly dressed Orcs, Gnomes, Werewolves, other creatures, and Winterfell citizens were waiting at the public Beetlemon stop for the late public Beetlemon. 
Behind the Beetlemon stop was a Magic Stone bank, NeverReturnMoney.
At the bank entrance, a fully armored Orc guard was chatting happily with a female Orc bank employee. The female Orc looked disinterested.
"….the Sludge Monster said to me, 'It's not intentional that I ate your table.' Hahaha. He ate my table. Hahaha, ha…" The Orc guard laughed, but the female Orc was emotionless. The Orc guard stopped laughing and asked, "Do you have a boyfriend?"
"Yes," the female Orc replied quickly.
"Good… wait for a moment, those three…"
The Orc guard frowned as his hand reached for the sword at his waist. The female Orc took a glance and ran off immediately.
Three Hamsters with a mix of black and white fur wore shades as their claws grasped a large black bag. They stood at the side of the public Beetlemon stop, facing the bank. Their location had the most creatures passing through.
A fat Hamster gestured to his two companions to get ready.
Behind him was a rounded Hamster who raised up his claws abruptly.
"Big Boss, can we eat after this heist?"
"Fat Otaku, you have other options besides eating. You should stand out and do something that you'll not do for an entire life."
The Big Boss Hamster turned his head and placed his claw on Fat Otaku's shoulder.
The Hamster on the right surveyed the surroundings and said, "Big Boss, there are more creatures now. Shall we…"
"Okay."
Big Boss nodded and placed the black bag on the ground. He squatted down and used his meaty paw to take out an item from the bag—a black magical loudspeaker.
The two Hamsters behind him took out a guitar and piano from the bags.
Big Boss bent down and placed a big bowl in front.
"Deng, deng, deng~deng, deng, deng~"
Fat Otaku plucked the strings of the guitar, which produced notes belonging to the musical style of Western Cowboys.
"Dong, dong, dong, dong."
Second Boss played the piano, which emitted deep moody music.
The two instruments repeated and complemented each other.
Big Boss inhaled, and his chest was puffed up. Then, he sang in a helium-voice, "Don't ask me where I came from~My homeland is…"
"Sh*t! It sounds terrible!"
"D*mn! I'm going to vomit my dinner from last night!"
"Shall I give you money not to sing? Stop singing!"
Before long, the bowl in front of Big Boss was filled with rocks, soil, and worm skins.
Fat Otaku threw his guitar to the side and started eating the edible food on the ground.
A compassionate Succubus with canvas shoes and a slanted backpack walked over and placed a Magic Stone into the bowl. 
"Though life's difficult, you have to buck up!"
The three Hamsters gathered together. They opened their eyes widely as tears welled up.
"That's the group! Catch them!"
"Don't run!"
While the three Hamsters were moved by the Succubus' gesture, a team of Winterfell Garrison Guards charged over.
"Run!"
The three Hamsters grabbed the Succubus, who gave a shrill scream. Then they fled together.
"Eh? Wait! Why am I running? I'm going to work!" the Succubus shouted in panic. She wanted to be rid of the Hamsters, but they had an unknown strength that she couldn't throw off. She was being pulled along.
The three Hamsters and the Succubus ran into a blind alley as the Winterfell Garrison Guards charged over.
…
"Wait! We're innocent! We just sang a song on the streets! Is that wrong?"
"Shut up! You're a wanted arsonist! You have another jailbreak crime!"
"Big Boss! When did you become an arsonist? And a jailbreak too?"
"I've finished playing the guitar. Can we eat?"
"Shut up! Both of you! Both of you are guilty of arson and jailbreak too!"
"Wait, I'm just a Succubus passerby. I'm not related to them. I have to work!"
"Shut up! Do you think we'll believe you without bail?"
"Board the Beetlemon! Bring them back!"
…
At the Winterfell Garrison Guard Station…
A lamp was pulled over, and the blinding magic light made Succubus Evelynn squint her eyes. 
A Gnome Garrison guard sat opposite Evelynn. He slapped down a form on the table and said, "Female Bathroom Attendant of Winterfell Special Talent Center, Door Guard of Beyond Expensive Estate Sale Department, and Merchant Alliance Office Intern. The people whom you claimed know you didn't vouch for your innocence! What do you say?" 
"I… I don't know the three Hamsters…"
Evelynn's eyes were filled with tears as she looked on with grievances.
"Evelynn! How dare you say you don't know them!" The Gnome slammed on the table and said, "You've called them three Hamsters!"
"But I was really rushing to work. I saw them busker on the streets and felt that they were cute and pitiful, so I gave them a Magic Stone to encourage them. I really didn't know they were wanted criminals."
As Evelynn was about to continue to speak, she was interrupted by another slam on the table. The Gnome shouted, "Do you think that the Winterfell Garrison Guard will believe your nonsense?" 
The Gnome continued yelling, "Is there anyone who can prove your innocence? Or bail you out? If there isn't, I'll pronounce you guilty! We've prepared the verdict."
"Wait, I haven't gone through a trial."
Evelynn was trying to defend herself when the Gnome slammed on the table and shouted, "What a joke! Contempt of the Garrison Guard, you'll get a heavier sentence!" 
"Wait, wait a moment! Let me think!" Evelynn was about to cry as she pondered. Then she quickly said, "Lord Sherlock! Yes, Lord Sherlock still owes me five Magic Stones. He can prove my innocence. No, he can bail me out!"
…
Sherlock sat in front of the computer as he controlled the Undead on the screen to execute an ultimate roll to evade the fatal blow of a Devil BOSS.
Because he was focusing on the computer, he didn't notice a letter on the table.
Until he made a wrong maneuver and was crushed to death by the BOSS. 
"Shucks—"
Sherlock lifted his head, closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and inhaled through the openings between his teeth.
"Lord Sherlock, take a rest before continuing your research. You have a letter that just arrived," Bru said.
Sherlock pushed the computer aside and looked at the letter that contained the words "Mr. Sherlock—Winterfell Garrison Guards".
"Since when did I have dealings with the Winterfell Garrison Guards?" Sherlock frowned. He was sure he didn't know them.
"I don't know. Did you empty the Ancient Ruins? I mean, were the gamers discovered when they emptied the Ancient Ruins?" Bru asked speculatively.
Sherlock shook his head and remained silent. He picked up the letter and started reading.
"Mr. Sherlock, Miss Evelynn indicated you as her bail guarantor. After receiving this letter, please proceed to the Winterfell Garrison Guard Station to apply for her bail. Remember to bring enough money for the bail—Winterfell Garrison Guard Station."


Sherlock is a new generation Dungeon Lord whose ambition is to become the greatest Devil King and building up the greatest Dungeon in the Underworld.
He summons a group of other-worldly goblins who give themselves strange names, form cliques, engage in commerce, and even fight among themselves.
They call themselves—Gamers!

"These vegetables aren't the best," murmured the woman at the produce shelf.  She sighed and picked up several anyway.
"I'm sorry about their condition," Robert said, knowing that they were throw-aways from his dad's other shops.
"No, child, it's all right.  If I could afford the better things, I'd probably be grabbing something other than some carrots and potatoes." She smiled at him, as if making a joke, then gently laid the bruised items on his new counter.
Robert counted them carefully, feeling awful at the condition of some of them, "That will be four copper, please."
She turned her worn leather pouch over and four battered copper pieces fell out.  "I should be able to make a good soup out of these.  Maybe my husband will be able to bring home a piece of meat tonight."
"How are your children doing?" he asked as she placed them into her bag.
She gave him a soft smile and said, "They are getting better.  Little Jared was able to get up out of bed for a short while. Anna was still too weak, but I think they should all recover quicker now that there's food available again.  Boiled leather tastes awful."
"I know that sickness was really hard on everyone," Robert said, thinking about his mom.
"I'm just grateful that I didn't lose any of them.  In fact, I should probably hurry home and check up on them.  Have a good day, young man!"
He watched her leave, and turned to get the broom.  It had rained overnight, and everyone was tracking in mud and dirt when they came in.  He heard that it was supposed to rain again tonight.
The door opened and a short stocky man, with a thick beard entered and looked around.  Robert blinked and realized it wasn't a man, but a dwarf!
"Welcome to my shop.  How may I help you?" he asked.
"I heard ye had some basic things for sale, ah! Here they are!" he rumbled, turning to the shelf that held the adventuring gear Robert's father supplied him with.
"Hmm, do ye have any tools?  Maybe some shovels, or axes?  They don't have to be very sturdy, just basic ones that if I leave behind, I won't miss."
"No, I'm sorry but I don't.  All of my supplies that you see there, are sent by my father.  Would you like for me to request some of those?"
Robert watched the dwarf scratch his head as he looked through the things on the shelf, then turned to him.
"Ye might want to consider that.  Ye look young to be runnin' a shop.  Are ye considered a man yet?"
"I am old enough to marry, if I wanted to," said Robert, feeling uncomfortable under the dwarf's hard gaze.  He fought to keep from squirming like a little boy.
The dwarf chuckled and shook his head.  "Ye humans marry as babes.  That doesn't mean much.  If ye are old enough to be called a grown man, why do ye let your father pick your goods?  Do you get any say in the matter?  If someone were to come to you with goods for sale, would you have the coin to buy them, assuming you wanted to?"
Robert cocked his head to the side, suddenly realizing what the dwarf was doing, and started laughing.  "Do you have something to sell to me, good dwarf?"
The dwarf gave out a loud guffaw and pointed at him.  "That's what I'm talking about!  I guess I can deal with ye as dwarf to man if ye can see through me talk that easy."
"Let's see what you have available, and how much you're looking to get for it," said Robert, excited about his first possible trade.  He had watched his father deal with people over and over, imagining himself in his place, and now he was getting that chance with a dwarf!
"Well, based on the stuff you have for sale, I'll skip to my cheapest items," said the dwarf, taking off his bag with a thud.  Pulling the straps open, he shoved his hand into it and dug around for a moment.  Pulling out several whetstones.
"I already have some whetstones," said Robert, looking over at the shelf that they were on.  He had two left.
"I've got too many, and these are dwarven whetstones.  See?  I've carved a dwarven mark on the end here.  If ye buy them all, I'll part with them for 2 copper each."
Robert shook his head.  "Even if they are dwarven, they're still only whetstones.  Besides, I sell mine for 2 copper.  I would be losing money with that trade."
The dwarf pondered that for a minute, then nodded.  "All right, ye strike a hard bargain.  I'm fixing to head home, and really don't want to haul these extra weights with me.  I'll sell them to ye for a copper a piece if ye'll buy em."
Robert thought about that.  He would make the money back, when he sold them, and it would keep him from having to get some more from his dad.  With a sigh he nodded.
"Alright, I'll buy them.  Do you have anything else?" he asked pulling out the two copper.
The dwarf set the two stones on the counter and reached into his bag again.  Robert ended up buying a map case, a crowbar, a couple of torches and a couple of daggers by the end.  Never paying more than half of what he charged for his own, the dwarf quickly learned what his top price was and they were both happy with the final results.  Paying him, Robert watched him leave before placing the items on the shelves for sale.
No sooner had he reached for the broom again, than the door opened again.
"Good afternoon, sir," said the adventurer who entered.  It was the same man who had promised to find out about the other two adventurers who were arrested.
"Good afternoon," responded Robert, setting the broom back in its corner and turning to give the man his whole attention.  "Did you find anything out?"
"I was going to come right back, but then I discovered something worth far more than just 2 silver," said the adventurer with a smile.
Robert narrowed his eyes.  He had assumed, when the guy didn't come back the very next day, that there wasn't much to find out, but now he was thinking the guy was just wanting to milk him of money.
"Look, whatever you discovered, I agreed to pay you only 2 silver.  If you think," Robert started to say, but the guy held up his hand, cutting him off.
"I know what we agreed, and for 2 silver, I'll tell you what you want to know.  The person behind those two is Lord Richmond.  But if you are wanting more information, then I want a full gold instead."
Robert shook his head.  If this was involving Lord Clark Richmond, he needed to inform his dad and not have this adventurer poking his nose around.  If it got back to the powers that be, that he was sending people around investigating such prominent people, he would be in serious trouble.
Handing him the 2 silver, Robert said, "Thank you for letting me know.  Here's your 2 silver.  While I would be very interested in the rest of your information, I'm afraid I don't have the gold to spare."
The guy took the 2 silver, then stood there, looking down at it.  He hefted it in his hand, and Robert wondered what was wrong.
"Kid, you've been honest and fair with me, which I'll say is nice after some of the other crooks in this city.  I'll tell you the other for free.  Word is that the king will be coming soon, and there's going to be a lot of people coming to the city.  Especially adventurers looking for some coin.  Since you are the only store near this gate, you're about to get a lot of business.  The Lord Richmond is wanting your land to build an inn and develop the area.  What I heard, is that he's planning to get rid of the poor people in this area, and then drive you out."
Robert shook his head.  If that was what Clark wanted to do, he was going about it all wrong.  Hector, Robert's father, would fight with tooth and nail to keep this store open, because of the reason's this man had just stated.  Plus, the poor people would never go away.  Even if the lord found some way to make these poor people poof into the air, others would quickly follow.  Robert had seen enough to know that where you have one person with money, you would always have another without.
"Thank you for the information," said Robert as the adventurer left.
Picking up his broom, he finally managed to sweep the floor clean.  Putting it up, he heard the door open and turned to see a group of kids peeking into the store.
"Welcome, how can I help you?" he said with a forced smile.
These were poor kids, and he had heard plenty of stories about how they were thieves and up to no good, but they were also customers that might have coin to buy something.
"Sir, we don't have much money, but we were wondering if you had any three-day old bread?" asked the oldest boy.
"Sorry," said Robert, shaking his head.  "I sold out of bread at lunch time.  I should have some more tomorrow, after my morning delivery."
They looked at each other, several clutching the rags they wore, over their stomachs, all of them wearing panicked and sad faces.
"Wish there was a soup kitchen still," whispered one, and the others nodded.
"Alright, we'll be here in the morning," said the older boy, putting the coins back into his pocket.  They left looking rather dejected.
"Wait, what do you mean there's no soup kitchen anymore?" asked Robert, before the door could close.
"One of the lords ordered for it to be taken down.  Said it was a disgrace.  Us orphans have nowhere to go now," explain the eldest boy.
"Though, there's talk of an orphan's house, where we might be able to go," said one of the younger kids.
"Don't be a fool, Timmy, those places are horrible."
"How would you know?"
"My mom told me they was!"
Robert watched all of the fight go out of them at the mention of the mother, and they all just turned and walked away.  If he thought they were acting, maybe it would have made his heart break a little less, but the gaunt faces, and skeletal hands that stuck out of their ragged clothes, only confirmed his suspicions.  The lord behind this had to be Lord Clark Richmond, and Robert was starting to hate the guy.

Bob wasn't always Bob.  And he definitely wasn't all knowing, as he is now.  This is his story, about how he came to be the God of Shared Knowledge, and an innkeeper/barkeeper.

Soon time passed and my morning customer's time ran out.
They each paid me their owed E Crystals before leaving the store.
Alex bought another set of potions before leaving, he told that now he needs to earn enough tokens to buy two ender pearls and two golden apples.
I also told them that new items will start being sold tomorrow morning.
Now only Gandalf and I were left in the cafe.
I pulled up my current tasks.

[Task: Selling Beverages
Task Description: Sell 100 beverages!
Task Reward: New consumable item for sale!
(0/100)]

[Task: New Game
Task Description: Get 100 Customers!
Task Reward: A Game Wheel Spin
(21/100)]

[Task: Earn E Crystals
Task Description: Earn 1,000 E Crystals
Task Reward: Game Wheel Spin
(770/1,000)]
Have Gandalf's E Crystals not registered yet?
Well anyway, I guess I will answer some of Gandalf's questions while I wait for my nighttime customers to appear.
"Since we only get 6 hours of playtime can we share our time with others?" Gandalf asked.
"No," I told him.
If people could share their times then what's stopping a rich man from hiring dozens of people and take their game time?
Gandalf then asked if he could pay more for more time.
"I don't accept bribery," I told him.
He sighed as if expecting that answer.
"Hey, can you tell me what exactly an E Crystal is?" I asked with curiosity.
For the years I have been on this planet I have not once heard about what exactly E Crystals are.
"E Crystal is just short for Energy Crystal. E Crystals are the reason we discovered Qi 1,000 years ago. They contain a vast amount of pure and raw energy and pure QI." Gandalf explained.
"Where do they come from?" I asked.
"A Planet's core or star's core, there could be dozens or even millions of E Crystals in a single star," Gandalf told me.
"Huh...if it's within a star's core and a planet's core how does anyone get the E Crystals?" I asked with confusion...
In this universe that lost countless technologies and started focusing solely on cultivation, how could they even near a star? Cultivation will not be able to do a single thing against the surface of a star or the extreme heat and pressure of a planet's core...
"In the war against the Scourge humanity destroyed countless planets and stars to prevent the scourge from spreading. From these broken solar systems, cultivators found E Crystals and started looking for broken planets or black dwarfs." Gandalf told me.
"Black Dwarfs?" I asked.
"That's right after a star dies and becomes a white dwarf it will eventually could down enough to where it doesn't emit much light or heat, upon mining the black dwarf E Crystals can be found.: Gandalf explained.
[A/N: I had no idea this was an actual thing until I started researching about stars]
Soon a few hours passed and Gandalf left the store after paying me 7 E Crystals.
Just like my morning customers, I informed him that I will start selling new items tomorrow.
Soon it was 6:00 PM and my six night customers appeared.
The three Sisters and their three female friends.
I also learned of the name of the last girl of the six girl group.
Now I knew about the Roses(A/N: April Roy, Eve Roy, and Sofia Roy), Alice Shire, Rebecca Woods and now I know a girl named Veronica Green.
As usual, they paid me before hopping onto Minecraft.
I mentally pulled up my tasks.

[Task: Selling Beverages
Task Description: Sell 100 beverages!
Task Reward: New consumable item for sale!
(0/100)]

[Task: New Game
Task Description: Get 100 Customers!
Task Reward: A Game Wheel Spin
(21/100)]

[Task: Earn E Crystals
Task Description: Earn 1,000 E Crystals
Task Reward: Game Wheel Spin
(819/1,000)]

I watched as the girls joined their Minecraft Realm and started working on their daily tasks.
Each of the girls built themselves houses inside a village and just like Mike and his squad, they all lead the village through a counsel where the girls vote on something they wish to happen.
Alice focuses on the defenses, training of the town's soldiers, and the clearing of outside threats, Rebecca focuses on the agriculture of the town, Veronica on the construction of the town and the three Roses focus on exploration, diplomatic missions to other villages and towns, and the gathering, herding and bringing animals back to the town.
Their town had a little over 500 Residents and their town was constantly expanding.
They even found a ruined nether portal in the middle of a forest on a hill and there was a chest next to that portal that had a flint and steel, an enchanted golden sword and ax, and a few gold ingots.
"Congrats on finding a ruined portal," I told them while they were examining the ruined portal.
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Within the Cultivation/Technological Universe of Rye, you can find a small shop hidden away in many places.
In this shop, you are able to visit other worlds through a special helmet and gain tokens to buy the very items you can find in these worlds from the shop!

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Dravid Throne Room----
In the dim light of the moon, a person walked towards the throne of the queen and sat in it. He then patted his one finger on it. One touch, and the throne caught fire. The man then smirked and walked out of the room. 

A palace maid saw the fire and called for the soldiers to extinguish it. The royal family members too heard it. They ran out of panic and reach near the throne. 

"How do the throne caught fire ?", asked Silamban.

" I don't know about that, your majesty. But yes, I saw someone going out of the throne room", said the maid.

"Seems like the five obstacles have already got their way up to me. I have to be cautious", Devsena said to herself.

In the marketplace----
The men and women were doing their jobs. When some saw Jaldev, whisperings started.

" Who is this man ? He didn't seems to be from here".

"He is so fair skinned. This means he is definitely not from here".

"Seems like I can't cover my identify just by wearing the dresses of the Dravid. I have to take the help of a Dravid. There are chances of me getting caught if I kept on moving like this", said Jaldev to himself.

He saw two soldiers looking angrily towards him. He was frightened to death. The Dravid soldiers came towards him but walked past him to catch a person who was holding a watermelon.

Dravid Practice Hall----
Devsena was practicing with Mekhla's mother. Both were equally powerful and skillful but Mekhla's mother missed by a chance. Devsena raised her sword with stopped it in the air only.

" In a fight, no matter who is in front of you, that person is your opponent. Mercy shouldn't be shown upon an opponent. In a fight, there is no room for sensibilities. Emotions during a fight makes your attack light and you defeat for sure", said Mekhla's mother.

"But how can being defeated by your mother can be counted as a defeat ?", asked Devsena.

"Recognize me Devsena. I am your enemy at this moment. Remember Devsena, the sword edge do not recognize relations".

At this moment some soldiers came with the man they caught in the market place.

" Hail the great queen "!

" Who is this man ? ", asked Mekhla's mother.

" We caught her in the marketplace, your majesty. He was running away from us. We got the map of the palace from him. We doubt that he is the one who yesterday sneaked into the palate and fired the throne".

Mekhla's mother got furious and cut his chest. 

"Take him away and behead him. There is no place for mercy in royalty. The punishment for any mistake is death".

"But killing someone.... like this.... without prove...."

"If you want to sit in the throne, you have to throw your emotions away Devsena. For a queen, her throne is only his everything. You will be called the queen, when you will become like me".

Dravid Marketplace----
Slave Shop----
A person with a bulk belly came in front of the store. The owner said, "Manar Sir, you seems to have loose much weight. Seems like you have gone too far in search of slaves. I am selling so many slaves, why don't you buy one from me"?

" No no no, all these slaves are useless. I know that it's not easy to endure my wife's wrath but I am the only one who gets the scolding no. She says what kind of husband am I. Can't even find a good slave".

"You have got your support Jaldev. One who even afraid of his wife, you don't have to be afraid of him", murmured Jaldev.

That man moved to a cart to buy dress for his wife. He has tied the slave he brought with the wheel of the cart. Jaldev quietly cut the rope from that man's feet and made him free. He then tied a donkey to that rope.

" Thank God that I got such a beautiful dress in a cheap price. Why have you became so heavy, slave ?", asked Manar.

He turned and was almost dead to see a donkey. He started imagining.

His wife was standing in the middle of the marketplace and he was sitting upon the donkey. " Sale! Sale! Sale! Take this beautiful and hardworking donkey with my husband free".

"Master! Please give me a work master. Please. I can do the work of ten men all at once. It's okay even if you give me very little wage", this voice snapped him out to reality. Jaldev seem to be very much pitiful to his eyes.

" Turn around! Hmmm.... You are okay", said Manar.

"What"!

" Means you look very powerful".

"I can do the work of ten persons all at once".

" Can you also do the household chores "?

" Yeah! I can do it".

"But remember, you will get.... rice to eat and... a place to sleep at night. Nothing else".

" Accepted Master. I just need a roof to cover my head and two hour bread to kill my hunger".

At this moment, two soldiers came and looking towards Jaldev said,"Who are you ? Give your identity. You didn't seems to be from here".

"Who said that he is from here. He is my slave. I have brought him from a far away land. His name is Shivgam. He was living in the forest where the trees are so high that the sun rays didn't get a way to touch the land. That is why, see, he is so fair skin unlike us. Now give us permission or else you will get a call from the Royal Palace. I am Manar, the chief gardener of the Royal Palace", said Manar.

"Complaisance Master! Complaisance. You gave this servant a new name, Shivgam", said Jaldev.

" Didn't you had any name before"?

"No master. I never had such a master like you. You are great master. Master, are you really the Royal Gardener"?

" Absolutely "!

" So have you ever met the princess "?

" Both of them".

"Master, I too want to meet the princess one day. Will you introduce me"?

Just as Manar was going to reply, the sound of the drum beat grabbed his attention. A man came to the centre of the marketplace and said," Attention! Attention! Attention! Today is the last day of the competition of choosing our princess Devsena's husband. One who will be able to defeat her will be married to her but the one who will not be able to defeat her will be beheaded".

"Did you listen that ? Now you can also see the princess but from a distance. If you will go near too much you can also be beheaded", said Manar. He left saying this.

" Don't worry! I will not only see her but will also kill her with this excuse ".

Royal Palace----
Among the audience, Jaldev was standing with Manar.

" Master, how do these princesses looks like"?

"There is no words to describe the princess".

" Is she very long in height "?

" Her height.... Not much".

"I have listened that she have defeated many big warriors".

" There is no one who can be compared to our princess".

"About the height, does she looks like a dwarf"?

" Dwarf "?

" Or does she looks like me"?

Manar slapped Jaldev on the cheek and said, "Don't you dare compare her to you. The people here will cut that tongue of yours if you do so". 

The drums started to beat again. Manar pinched Jaldev and said," Look our princess is coming ". He pointed towards a direction.

The people, on the sight of Devsena shouted, " Hail the princess Devsena! Hail the princess Devsena! ".

Devsena came, bowed to Mekhla's mother who was sitting in the throne and took her seat besides Mekhla.

Shock was written all over Jaldev's face. "That day her idol took my heart away. How can the one who I have desperately wanted to meet, whose statue only took my heart away can be the person whom I am here to kill ?", murmured Jaldev.

At this moment Purohit Indramitra's words echoed in his mind. " All the hopes of Dravids, their present and future are all on their to be queen Devsena. That is why you have to kill her at any cost".

Set in ancient India, during the decline period of Indus Valley Civilization and the starting of the period of Vedas, this epic tale follows the saga of the war between the Aryans and Dravidians. 

In this story, Devsena, the daughter of Chamundi, lead the Dravidians in a war against Aryans. However, she meets Varundeva and falls in love with him in the battlefield, despite the knowledge of him being a Dravidian.

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