The books are originally written in English or being translated in English.

ok first of all I'll be mentioning the character's both Korean and English names so please comment which name would suit better - the Korean or the English names.

1) NAME: Kim Ae yeong/ Eileen Dolton 
FEMALE LEAD: college student, pursuing to be a lawyer as she is forced by her parents but wants to be a Bartender 
AGE: 21
PERSONALITY: fun, admirable, funny, strong, social butterfly 
HOBBIES: going to bars and trying new drinks, also trying to make them at home and reads romantic novels every weekend.

2) NAME: Sa gong Tae/ Leon Harrison 
MALE LEAD: full time librarian, a college student, admires and loves his elder brother (hyung) and would do anything for him, he loves books and is a little introverted 
AGE: 21
PERSONALITY: calm, eccentric, laid back, kind
HOBBIES: reading books, cycling

3) NAME: Sang wook Tae/ Shawn Harrison 
SECOND MALE LEAD: sales assistant at office, supplies store, a video game addict, love animals (has a pet dog named Tteok/Tommy), loves his younger brother too
AGE: 25
PERSONALITY: calm, kind, entertaining, mature, fun to play video games with
HOBBIES: exercising daily, video games, playing with Tteok/ Tommy and visits his younger brother frequently 

4) NAME: Joyun Hee/ Jane Dawson
FEMALE LEAD's CLOSE FRIEND: attends same college as Fl, wants to be a lawyer but unable to beat Fl academically, loves music and cherishes the people around her, her family owns a bakery
AGE: 21
PERSONALITY: cheerful, cute, loving but tends to hide her true feelings 
HOBBIES: singing (while taking showers only), baking at her own bakery

*NOTE* : I WILL KEEP ON UPDATING THIS WITH MORE OTHER CHARACTERS AND NEXT CHAPTER I WILL BE MENTIONING THE TITLE OF THIS LIGHT NOVEL AND HOW THE ML & FL ENCOUNTER EACH OTHER, LATER YOU CAN SEARCH AND READ IT ON WEBNOVEL!! 

Website        : qidian china 
Views            : 5.93million
Rating           : 9.3(510)
Chapters       : 1226
Status           : completed
Word count  : 3.88million
Author          : Cold Glamour
author level  : lv5
No of works  : 6
Disscussion   : 443
Year started  : 2012
Translated works : 
Genres         : Action, Drama, Fantasy, Mature, Wuxia
Tags             : Assassins, Betrayal, Clever Protagonist, Cruel Characters, Death of Loved Ones, Determined Protagonist, Hiding True Identity, Male Protagonist, Revenge, Romantic Subplot, Ruthless Protagonist, Weak to Strong
Popularity    : Mildly popular in China
Last edited   : 29/dec/2018 

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Website       : qidian international 
Views           : 1million
Rating          : 4.3(102)
Chapters      : 417
Rank            : 166
Status          : ongoing
Schedule     : 14ch/week but translated at 16ch/week
Translator   : 
Editor         : 
Premium    : Yes
Premium chapter : 169
Stones per chapter : 11-14ss
Popularity   : Not much popular here
Last edited  : 29/dec/2018

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Synopsis :
Born into a wealthy family, Gu Shenwei was spoiled and carefree. However, at the age of 14, his entire family were brutally murdered, and he was caught by some bandits who sold him into slavery. As a slave boy, he entered Golden Roc Fort by chance and found the man who had slaughtered his family. He endured insults and worked hard to improve his kung fu while working as a slave boy. He learned from and plotted against his enemy under the enemy's nose. He became increasingly ambitious as he became more and more powerful. He would only be satisfied if he completely destroyed his enemy—by fair means or foul. Gradually his bitter experience turned him into a totally different person. 
This is a kung fu fiction that is full of mysteries and surprises. This is a story dealing with love, betrayals and distances. This is the journey of an ordinary boy who, against all odds, fought against formidable foes. This is a tale regarding a person who felt abandoned by the world made unremitting efforts to create a new world of his own, in which he was alone.

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POSITIVE REVIEW :
This novel is really well written for a CN and the translator does a perfect job at transferring the overall mindset of the original text in a silky smooth english.
The start is slow, it took time for me to grow attached to the MC because he was still a child with a rather naive approach at life basically getting swept whatever the winds took him to, a few days to get till chapter 37 but from there I binged the rest in one sitting, this author mastered the Dao of cliffhangers and keep you on the edge of your seat, novels where the plot armor is so strong (most CN) don't have much suspense. However, in this story even if the MC has a plot armor it still fail to save him from hard times, and it keep you wondering what new scheme can he use to overcome the next obstacle.
Deserve 5 stars so far.
 -IRainstorm(NU)

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CRITICAL REVIEW :
This is one of those novels that bored you with filler content, verbose context, extremely boring events, lack of adventure, and extremely slow pace to the point were it almost reaches your threshold.
When the adventure does pick up, it's pretty good but I'm a hard bargainer and have far better novels to read or reread.
 -args.equals.5(NU)

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In my library : No

*currently in the progress*
I'm uploading chapters as soon as I complete them. So do keep this book in your library. 

Guys, there are stats for every TRANSLATED(no original) novel on this site in the book. 

Additionally I added synopsis for every novel.

I also added one positive review, one critical review, genres and tags for every novel (collected from novelupdates site or this site)

So when you feel like not finding a novel to read, check out this book and you might find something to read.

If you are new to webnovel, then this book would definitely be a good guide to you. 

Please drop a review and vote if you like what I'm doing. Thank you.

I was delighted that the number of collections was growing by my farmer Dara. Here, finally, readers understood the secret of history! We started to read! Even not very folding English did not become an obstacle for them!

But then I look, something is not right! No matter how good the story was in the opinion of the author, he is not so presumptuous!

The answer was near. For reading stories about farming, they give points that can be exchanged for coins. A new mind game.

Then it turned out that reading is not necessary at all, you can just turn the phone and pretend that you are reading, you still get points.

Thanks to the Web Novels, but readers are always trickier than kind attempts to attract readers through a simple advertisement of novels.

As balls cease to give, to see from 161 readers will remain faithful readers, 65 people! I am grateful to them!

While I'm busy writing a short novel about Treasure Hunters, I think it will have 100 chapters. And when I finish, then I can switch to the remaining three novels.

- About a coin there will be only 100 chapters.

- About cunning merchants 150-160 there may be 200 chapters.

- But the Farmer Dara is hoping to write a total of chapters 300 another or 500, as it turns out.


Overall result: I started writing novels on Web Novels:

from February 23, 2019

During this time, 4 novels and two short stories were started.

Of which 2 were sent to Dropp. This is the first edition of the Magic Farmer Gift and the Traveler's Note.

In the first case, there was a mistake and a ban that could be removed by contacting the moderation service, but I decided to rewrite the novel. Having released the second edition.

The second novel, or rather short stories, had few subscribers and few readers, so I decided to drop it. There was not enough time to write a chapter for other novels.

Then the idea came up to write spin-offs about Dara and treasure hunters. Thanks to the reviewers, they suggested a new idea, namely to make the characters more lively and emotional. Enter an additional character - a girl. With the advent of a romantic line, albeit a short one.

I rewrote this novel three times, so updates for other novels and this novel were delayed.

Conla rewrote Roma, found that it was even more interesting than writing a novel from a white sheet. But rewriting needs material. Therefore, until the 11th chapter, treasure hunters, I was engaged in editing and editing the text 1-2 sometimes 3 times. But I began to lose the basic idea of ​​the novel.

So now I decided to write the main story of this novel about search engines and treasure hunters, in the form of raw materials. And when I'll write a full novel. I can rewrite it again, for the fourth time, with an already more thorough revision.

If in this year 2020 I manage to earn more money (if I find a new job and there will be no unexpected expenses), then I have a desire to hire an editor and proofreader either through a forum or find them in my city to help me improve my romance. Well, let's see how it turns out in practice.

Out of 310 days, I really wrote only 180 days, since 130 days were spent on treatment for diseases, unexpected expenses on treating my father and uncle had an ischemic stroke. A lot of effort was spent on this and I was no longer able to write something. Since I slept no more than 2 hours a day. This is clearly not enough to have the strength to write something. But it's good that this time has passed.

And so in 180 days I was able to write unfinished novels:

- Jiang's magic coin
- Magic Farmer Dara - second version
- Stories about merchants or cunning merchant
- Thoughts on writing stories
- The Adventures of Treasure Hunters

Total views - including two deleted short stories:
440,890 views (7 short stories of which 5 currently exist)
287 collections
278 chapters
276,750 words (out of 2 deleted short stories another 150,000 words) +874 слова

There are 102 novels in the library, 4 of which are read, I am reading 4-5 now. Periodically I read 11, those that like 4! Promising for reading - 25.

Well, my 1,000,000 words are far away, for 1 year I couldn't write. It remains to write 723,250 words. But the year has not actually ended (February 23 - formally or in fact (= 185 days lost) until August 1, 2020). In order to have time to write the remaining words lacking up to 1 million words, you need to write 3909, 46 words per day. Which of course is not real. Since one day I can write raw materials without checking and editing 3,000 words, another day 5,000 words and then 5 days not write 1 word. Reality is closely related to the virtual and affects the creative ability to write.

My forecast for 185 days, I probably can write another 250 - 300 thousand words.

So far, such a debriefing.

Thanks to my readers and Happy New Year!

Thoughts of why and why stories are written.

All the same English, he has not improved in 18 days.

I'll figure something out, try to correct the text.

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This is a work of art. Any resemblance to real people or real events is purely coincidental.


There were few customers in the pet shop in the morning. After cleaning up the shop, playing hide-and-seek with Galaxy, and training Zhan Tian on the green field, Zhang Zian had been reading posts on the forum. Time always passed very fast when he surfed the internet. Nearly an hour had passed after he had browsed the posts on the first and second page of the forum.
The Spring Festival was approaching. Now was the busiest period before the Spring Festival. Students were taking the final exams. The office workers were fighting for the annual bonus, secretly planning whether they should hop to another company after the Lunar New Year. There were few pedestrians on the road. Some elderly people were happily pushing carts to buy groceries for the Lunar New Year because when the Spring Festival arrived, many businesses would close their shops. After running their shops diligently for a year, the business owners also needed to take a rest during the festival. 
Zhang Zian did not need to visit friends and relatives during the Chinese New Year, so he would not need to go shopping for groceries. During the Spring Festival, his pet shop would operate as usual, and he would strive to sell more pets to children since they would receive lucky money from their parents and relatives. He looked at the time and was thinking of going upstairs to remind Pi to rest for a while. At that moment, a car stopped in front of the entrance to his shop.
This was a brand-new BMW sedan with a bright, shiny body. It seemed that it was a vehicle that was registered not long ago. Zhang Zian had never seen this car before. 
Through the window glass, he saw two stylishly dressed girls sitting in the car. Normally, Zhang Zian would look at these attractive girls for a little bit longer. But since he knew these two girls, he could not do that. Speaking of the devil. He was just talking about them. He whispered to himself. 
The two stylish girls were Zhao Qi and Shi Shi. Liu Sanlang was responsible for driving. In addition to the three of them, there was a medium-sized Labrador sitting in the back seat. It was the one that Liu Sanlang bought from Zhang Zian's pet shop. It's funny that this Labrador was wearing a red sweater, which made it look awkward.
Zhang Zian knew that the three of them worked for the same company, and that Liu Sanlang was courting Shi Shi on a regular basis. Why did they come to the pet shop together during this work day?
Liu Sanlang got out of the car and enthusiastically opened the car door for Shi Shi in the back seat. Shi Shi looked at her cell phone from time to time and did not get out of the car. Zhao Qi, who was sitting on the other side of the back seat, got out of the car with her own pet carrier.

Anyhow, they were Zhang Zian's acquaintances. Zhang Zian put his cell phone back into his pocket and walked out of the pet shop to greet them.
"Hey, Sanlang, is this your new car? Not bad."
Liu Sanlang carefully closed the door to the driver's seat. He smiled proudly and said, "Yes, the car was just delivered to me before New Year's Day. It only has a few hundred kilometers on it."
Zhang Zian approached and looked at the car. He was a complete amateur to the car industry and asked, "How much was this car?"
Liu Sanlang's face twitched momentarily. He quietly extended his three fingers, and said in pain, "It cost me nearly 300,000 Yuan in total. I borrowed some money and applied for a loan..."
Unlike houses, cars were not a rigid demand. Zhang Zian felt it was unworthy to borrow money to buy a car, so he asked, "Why not buy a car cheaper than this?"
"Well..." Liu Sanlang said with bitterness and whispered, "Actually, I did not intend to buy a car. After all, unlike such big cities as Beijing, Shanghai, and Guangzhou, it was quite convenient to take a taxi or get a ride in Binhai City. Besides, when the air quality is poor, the city only allows vehicles on the streets with even-numbered license plates to alternate with odd-numbered vehicles. But currently, I am pursuing Shi Shi, hoping that she will become my girlfriend. It is more convenient to have a car of my own, so I can take her to many places. At first, I wanted to buy a domestic brand car, which was relatively affordable. Nowadays, the domestically produced cars are not as bad as they were before. But then I wondered if she would look down on me if I bought a domestically produced car. In the end, I firmly made up my mind and bought this imported car..."
Zhang Zian was rather speechless. He thought to himself. You have gone too far beyond your means to impress her. If your girlfriend despises you because you drive a domestically produced car, does she like you or does she like your money?
However, Zhang Zian was not that close to Liu Sanlang. Since Liu Sanlang had already bought the car, Zhang Zian was in no position to judge him. All Zhang Zian could say to Liu Sanlang was that, he should make good use of the car. Even if Liu Sanlang could not develop a romantic relationship with Shi Shi, at least he could impress another girl with this car…


Liu Sanlang whispered as if defending himself, "Shi Shi did not tell me her preference explicitly, but I noticed that she had been reading those online novels such as The Overbearing CEO Fell in Love with Me…so..."
Well, that's how it happened. Zhang Zian could somewhat understand Liu Sanlang's concern. Love was unreasonable. Liu Sanlang liked Shi Shi, who liked those types of guys that were rich and bossy. What could Liu Sanlang do? Although Liu Sanlang could not become a CEO in the foreseeable future, buying an imported car to please the girl he liked had proven his economic capabilities.
"What Overbearing CEO Fell in Love with Me?" Shi Shi, although in the car, seemed to have heard the last sentence they were talking about. She looked at her mobile phone and said, "Who would read that old-fashioned book? I was clearly reading the book called You are Better than the Billionaire CEO's!"
Zhang Zian would normally dismiss the topic with a smile. But today, he glanced at the phone of Shi Shi and found that she was also using the app of Qidian to read web novels.  
"You are reading books on Qidian?" he asked curiously.
"Of course! I am a senior VIP on Qidian and I have been a bookworm of the web novels for a decade!" Shi Shi got out of the car very proudly and the Labrador followed her and got out of the car too. 
"Wow!" Zhang Zian looked at her with admiration.
He learned from the Wang Haige Forum that the readers on Qidian were classified hierarchically. Those who read few books and spent little money on the website were ordinary members. As the users read more books and spent more money, they would become the senior members, and then the primary VIPs, and the top ranking title would be the senior VIPs. On the Zhihu Forum, the most pretentious forum in China, there was a discussion thread called "How did I feel when I became a senior VIP at Qidian", and as the comments in that discussion thread described, the status of the senior VIP at Qidian was as fancy as the King of Diamonds at QQ. 
"Humph!" Shi Shi felt so proud that her chin was almost lifted to the sky. 
"She really is a senior VIP at Qidian, but I have to remind you, that she gained that status by reading all kinds of romantic novels involving the overbearing CEOs..." Zhao Qi came to them with the air box in her hand. Her cat, Lan Lan was gazing at Zhang Zian in the air box.


"Qi Qi! You betrayed me again!" Shi Shi was so angry that she blushed, "Are you still my good friend or not?"
"Was I not talking about the fact?" Zhao Qi continued. "Let me figure it out. Suppose that your claim of being a bookworm for a decade is true. You are 25 years old this year, which means that you have been reading those romantic novels involving the overbearing CEO's from the age of 15! I do hope that a bossy CEO would appear from nowhere and make you his girlfriend so that you would not waste your time daydreaming anymore. Of course, it would be the best if that CEO would love you at the beginning and abandon you in the end. Otherwise, I would not be able to remain calm..."
"My…my birthday has not arrived this year. I am currently 24 years old, all right?!" Shi Shi was very unruly in front of Liu Sanlang, but in the face of her bestie Zhao Qi, she would never truly lose her temper. 
"Besides, I only read those romantic novels about the overbearing CEO's occasionally. I read ordinary novels most of the time, and I also read the foreign novels in paperback…" Lacking confidence, Shi Shi justified herself to Zhang Zian. 
"Come on, stop the pretense!" Zhao Qi scorned. "The so-called foreign novels in paperback that you read are Fifty Shades of Grey, aren't they? They are nothing more than the darker versions of those novels about the overbearing CEO's written in English!"
"Hey! Qi Qi, you said too much!" Shi Shi was upset. 
Zhang Zian did not care about the genres that Shi Shi liked. What he cared about was the preference of the readers on Qidian. And as a bookworm for a decade on Qidian, Shi Shi should have some understanding of the preferences of the readers of web novels. So, he tentatively asked, "Shi Shi, as a reader, are you interested in reading a web novel about a pet shop?"
"What? Pet shop?" Shi Shi stared at Zhang Zian incredulously like she was looking at a fool. "Are you crazy? Who will read a web novel about a pet shop? What's to write about a pet shop? Cleaning the feces of pets all day long? If people want to raise cats or dogs, they need to cleanse the feces of their pets. Why would they read about the situations in a pet shop? Am I right, Xiao La?"
Xiao La barked a few times, as if responding to her.
Although what you said makes sense, why am I so unhappy? Zhang Zian said to himself. 

"Because restricted by some objective conditions, some people who want to raise dogs or cats can't raise pets in real life. If I remember correctly, this Labrador is not yours, it was bought by Sanlang." Zhang Zian pointed out this fact.
Yes, he remembered that Liu Sanlang bought this Labrador to attract Shi Shi's attention, and Liu Sanlang really succeeded because Shi Shi quite liked the puppy. But the apartment Shi Shi rented did not allow her to raise pets. 
Due to the limitations of certain conditions and the doubts that they could take care of the pets till death set them apart, a lot of people had chosen to watch cats or dogs on the internet by appreciating the photos and videos of cats and dogs uploaded by others on forums and Weibo every day. Zhang Zian was in favor of the cautious attitude of these people. Watching cats or dogs on the internet was far better than those people who bought pets recklessly and sent away or deserted the pets when they realized that they were unfit to raise pets. Could those people who appreciated pets on the internet turn into pet novel readers? Even if only one of ten thousandths of those people became readers, that would be enough. 
"Well..." Shi Shi stuttered suddenly, but then she said stubbornly, "What you said may be true, but how can you let these people who raise pets on the internet know about this novel?"
Zhang Zian admitted that she was right. This was the most crucial issue.
"Yes, which novel is this? Tell me the title. As a bookworm for a decade, I can identify whether there is a future for this novel." Shi Shi boasted boldly. 
Zhao Qi also asked curiously, "Zhang Zian, are you writing a novel about a pet shop?"
"No, I'm not." Zhang Zian replied. That's not a lie. It was Pi who was writing a novel. 
"Actually, I think you can write a novel. Anyway, you have nothing to do in your pet shop, right?!" said Zhao Qi, "What if it becomes a popular novel?"
Zhang Zian quickly waved his hands to change the topic, "Forget it, I know myself, I don't have what it takes to become a writer… By the way, why are you here?"


1. Download a suspicious game
2. Catch a few magical pets as partners
3. Go through interesting daily routines and lead the pet shop to a whole new level


Here is everything I know about France: Madeline and Amélie and Moulin Rouge. The Eiffel Tower and the Arc de Triomphe, although I have no idea what the function of either actual y is. Napoleon, Marie Antoinette, and a lot of kings named Louis. I'm not sure what they did either, but I think it has something to do with the French Revolution, which has something to do with Bastil e Day. The art museum is called the Louvre and it's shaped like a pyramid and the Mona Lisa lives there along with that statue of the woman missing her arms. And there are cafés or bistros or whatever they call them on every street corner. And mimes. The food is supposed to be good, and the people drink a lot of wine and smoke a lot of cigarettes.

I've heard they don't like Americans, and they don't like white sneakers.

A few months ago, my father enrolled me in boarding school. His air quotes practically crackled over the phone line as he declared living abroad to be a "good learning experience" and a "keepsake I'd treasure forever." Yeah. Keepsake. And I would've pointed out his misuse of the word had I not already been freaking out.
Since his announcement, I've tried yelling, begging, pleading, and crying, but nothing has convinced him otherwise. And now I have a new student visa and a passport, each declaring me: Anna Oliphant, citizen of the United States of America. And now I'm here with my parents—unpacking my belongings in a room smal er than my suitcase—the newest senior at the School of America in Paris.

It's not that I'm ungrateful. I mean, it's Paris. The City of Light! The most romantic city in the world! I'm not immune to that. It's just this whole international boarding school thing is a lot more about my father than it is about me. Ever since he sold out and started writing lame books that were turned into even lamer movies, he's been trying to impress his big-shot New York friends with how cultured and rich he is.
My father isn't cultured. But he is rich.

It wasn't always like this.When my parents were stil married, we were strictly lower middle class. It was around the time of the divorce that all traces of decency vanished, and his dream of being the next great Southern writer was replaced by his desire to be the next published writer. So he started writing these novels set in Smal Town Georgia about folks with Good American Values who Fal in Love and then contract Life-Threatening Diseases and Die.

I'm serious.

And it total y depresses me, but the ladies eat it up.They love my father's books and they love his cable-knit sweaters and they love his bleachy smile and orangey tan. And they have turned him into a bestsel er and a total dick.

Two of his books have been made into movies and three more are in production, which is where his real money comes from. Hol ywood. And, somehow, this extra cash and pseudo-prestige have warped his brain into thinking that I should live in France. For a year. Alone. I don't understand why he couldn't send me to Australia or Ireland or anywhere else where English is the native language. The only French word I know is oui, which means "yes," and only recently did I learn it's spel ed o-u-i and not w-e-e.

At least the people in my new school speak English. It was founded for pretentious Americans who don't like the company of their own children. I mean, real y. Who sends their kid to boarding school? It's so Hogwarts. Only mine doesn't have cute boy wizards or magic candy or flying lessons.




Author's notes
Before the story starts I just want to state a few things.
This is my first time writing and not to mention English is not my native language nor is it the official language in the country I reside in (not my native country also speaks a different language), English is pretty much only used in classrooms and such. As I have 3 languages running through my head, sometimes I have my thoughts are in a strange mishmash of these 3 languages before being regurgitated into out, so expect a lot of grammar errors. 

The name of this novel could later be changed but for now, I just followed the Japanese naming convention of light novels. This is also my way of criticizing the japs way of naming their novels, even my novel has zeros relations to the japs as it's set in a Chinese cultivation world.
Story start----
Vladimir Zelensky Dragunov was a HEMA (Historical European Martial Arts) instructor living a bland while a joyful life, while due to his anti-social behavior he has remained single to this day but Vlad isn't too concerned about that as his life's passion which is centered around Medival Europe.

Not saying that he doesn't want to get married and have kids but if you think hard enough what to entails... All of a sudden it got a lot less appetizing. Vlad would often look as his parents as a reference point, like all of a sudden you'll have this chatterbox scolding you day and night constantly reminding of how incomplete and useless you are. 
Vlad remembers how his mother scolded his father and his father just sat there and took all of it without saying a word, Vlad clearly took after his father being the silent type.
 
Vlad would remember his father telling him stories of how a woman used to be much meeker in the past when his father was still in his childhood which is pretty much unsinkable for the young Vlad.

'Oh if it were that' Vlad thought as the woman in Vlad's generation are even more vicious and insane that his father's generation to the point of making his mom look like an angel.

Vlad has heard scary stories so the wife cheats and has a child, the husband finds out and files a divorce but still has to pay for child support.

That there is the pinnacle of savagery. 

Looking at his income, his looks, his introvert nature and using his parents as a reference point, it's highly likely that he'll end up just like the guy in the story. So with a high likelihood of tragedy befalling on him, he gave up on a romantic life and instead focusing on his hobby.

Life was going well until one day he found out that he has brain cancer and doesn't have long to live.

Du Du Dam

Tragedy struck and Vlad fell into despair, he quit his job and tries to speeds the remainder of his days drinking away until his death.

However fate seems to have other plans for him as during one of his drunken he stumbles upon an ancient manuscript pertaining to the philosophers stone, he quickly fell asleep soon after but the next morning he picks up the book and wondered... Just wondered maybe...

'well... might as well give it a try' he thought as, at his time of greatest despair, anyone would try out anything no matter how ridiculous it may seem.

And so he began researching into the occult and the divine for salvation.

Months passed he his research finally bore fruit and it finally came to this, standing in the middle of a pentagram with a knife in his hand.

'a Phoenix rises from the ashes. In order to find salvation one must be prepared to be damned' Vlad thought as he cheeks everything before proceeding to stab himself in the heart.

Vlad coughed out a mouthful of blood falling on the pentagram and died.

Naturally, he didn't just commit suicide for no apparent reason according to the ancient text in order for his mind to survive reincarnation he must die at the pentagram. 

While he did find other ways to survive but he found this to be the most ideal as he was pretty much buried in debt in his pursuit of ancient forbidden knowledge. It obviously didn't come cheap and he has traveled all over Europe and coming in contact with a bunch of shady people in order to acquire them. 

With all that said starting all over doesn't sound such a bad idea and so he chose to reincarnate instead.

....

Moments passed and the next time he opened his eyes, he found himself in a cave of some sort.

Vlad examined his surroundings and found that his body has turned into that of a baby's and the next thing he notices is the pentagram beneath him.

Vlad tries to get up but fails horribly due his muscles being underdeveloped.
  
Step       Step       Step

As he was trying to get up however he hears footsteps which made him stopped whatever he was doing to listen to the source of the footsteps.

Step           Step            Step

The footsteps grow closer as he starts hearing voices speaking in an unknown language 

"$@@$$@"(this is the place where I sensed the strange Qi)

"$@$@&&@&"(oh master look at there! There's a child there!)

Soon Vlad sees an Asian man wearing an ancient Chinese costume appear and picks him up.

(master such pale skin... Blue eyes and yellow hair this boy must have a rare ancient bloodline)

Not long after another man Asian man with red hair appears and started to examine Vlad's baby body.

(strange... I have never known a bloodline with such characteristics)

Then the red-haired man looks at the pentagram on the floor for a bit trying to uncover it's secrets.

Unfortunately for the man, European dark magic works on a completely different principle than eastern mystic nonsense so he naturally can't figure anything from it.

The red-haired man frons as he decided to rip the stone slab surrounding the strange formation and placed it in his storage ring.

Seeing this naturally startles Vlad greatly as such a feat should be impossible. 
 
That guy just ripped a large tone slab and made it disappear. What is he? Superman?

The red-haired man then stared at Vlad before murmuring to the Asian guy holding Vlad 

(let's take him back with us)

(yes master)

Then they went back to the Manor

A HEMA instructor in a cultivation world 

Warning: My first novel and bad grammar

DISCLAIMER: I am bwing particular with regards to english translated online novels.

I do not claim to have read them all, for lack of a better metaphor. Nor do I claim of being any 'authority' in any of these particular fields of literature. I do not even have any background that would point to me to able to claim myself as such. But I think, at least I think, I have read enough material to be able to make a base judgment on the topics that I write about, to tell a story about the stories that I have come to know and love.

In a handful, if not many of these stories that I encounter, there exists one narrative that comes across as weirdly engaging. It drew to into their world and their stories, and oddly enough I really found it fascinating. But disclaimer here, because first and foremost, I was not even sure if the narrative and the story's flow was meant for me in the first place because I am a guy. And I am not sure if the stories like those were meant for male audiences.

What I am talking about here? What kind of narrative is it that gets me giddy and all when talking about it. Well oddly enough it is the retelling of the romantic stories that manifests itself in the form of 'Otome Games'. And viewing those stories from and through the eyes of one of the most important character in the story, the villainess girl. Her trials and tribulations, and her ultimate redemption.

Another disclaimer here, there if you check up on the annotations, they are tags in internet language, on these stories you actually see stuff like otome game and villainess girl and similar descriptions. It is hilarious, but they can be forgiven for lack of a better description.

So what are 'Otome Games'? Well these are games that is set around the notion of 'capturing targets', usually love stories, in this case the targets are males and as the player you have to navigate through your relationships with these male characters in this world where you can supposedly end up spending the rest of your life with one of the said characters at best, and end up dead or something similar at worst. The reason for all these conditions is because these games are targeted toward a female audience, and that the protagonists of stories like these are female. Hence my misgivings about even liking stories with these 'tags' at first.

Now what is it about this villainess girl and how is she connected to the stories? Well, simply put, she is the foil that gets in the way of the female protagonists and their male counterparts from fully realizing their romance. And following that logic, she does everything in her power to make it so that the protagonists and many if not all of the capture targets never get together. And as the narratives dictate, she must ultimately fail and must be swept aside to give way to the female MC and the male MC to finally achieve the story's end goal which, disclaimer, is up to the players' discretion.

So what is the deal? What is it that drew in the these stories? Well, if you have read what I have written in the previous chapters, you know that I have talked about the isekai genre of writing novels. The reason these stories about villainess girls become so much more than just a fun read, for me, is because of one aspect. The isekai aspect.

What do I mean by that? It is not so much about the idea of the people who plays otome games, usually females, transmigrating or reincarnating into the world of otome games, and do not get me wrong that is the case for almost all of these stories, and that they usually end up inhabiting the villainess girl, basically the mechanics. As much as it is about the fight to redefine how they value themselves as a person, finding within them the dignity and the respect they know they rightfully deserve because they are not tools nor fools that can be thrown away once used, and that this fight is not only for the one who transmigrated but also for the one who they had sadly but unintentionally replaced, and for the people that they love who will also suffer the consequences of their actions.

So for me, stories like these are more than just an adventure, more than just ending demon king and saving the world. It is a story about the redefinition of happiness, reevaluation of what it means to have a life well lived, and ultimately it is about the redemption of oneself. It is a story, it is a story about fighting fate, ending the demon king within us and saving our world not only for us but for the people we care most about.

And that is a story that I like. And I hope that you do too.

What do you think, let me know in the comments. Until then, peace.

It had been about a month, not exactly though since I had arrived at this school. I had transferred here on April 5 and today was April 29.
It was now the start of the Golden Week. The week full of holidays. We had a holiday from April 29 to May 5.
Since coming to this school, many incidents have happened in my life. Mostly revolving around my neighbor, Ichinose Kei. I had also made a friend, Koyanagi Tomoya, which I hadn't expected. I also talked with Ichika and Honami from time to time.
"Now that I think about it, I don't know their family names."
Ichika and Honami were their respective given names. If I had to initiate a conversation with them and call them, I don't think I should use their given names right off the bat. That was only if I had to. But I was pretty much sure that I wouldn't be the one to do so. Usually, they were the ones who initiated the conversation, I just replied to whatever they said.
"I think I should go there today."
When I checked my fridge, I found there was no milk. So, I decided to go to that café.
I changed into a plain white T-shirt with a V-neck and blue jeans.
I looked outside from the apartment veranda.
I went downstairs and walked into the street. The just-risen sun shone softly on the city streets, bringing with it a flurry of morning activities.
I leisurely made my way to my favorite café and ordered a Cappuccino.
I fiddled with my phone while drinking coffee. I was out of books to read so I wanted something new. I was checking maps for a nearby bookstore.
I paid the bill and started heading towards the nearest bookstore that showed up during my search. I was lucky because it was just three blocks away from the café.
I took a look at the exterior of the building. It was a half-timbered building and its wooden structure could be seen from the outside. There was a sort of signboard outside and "Takahashi Bookstore" was written there in an artistic way.
I slightly pushed the wooden door. When I went inside the state of the library was horrible. I don't mean that the design or something like that was horrible. It was pretty decent. The area was spacious. Some partitions separated different blocks. There were different sections for light novels, manga, and magazines. There was also a section for translated English novels.
On the far corner of the room, there were many desks and chairs lined up and there was a small metal signboard hanging which read to "Reading Area."
The interior was good and spacious so you might be thinking why did I say that the state was horrible?
Because there were no people. It was devoid of people. It seemed derelict.
There were specks of dust everywhere. The bookshelves and the chairs on the reading zone had dust all over. This place seemed like an abandoned house. Judging by the condition, it looked as if no one has visited this shop in quite a while.
When I entered a young lady jolted up from the chair that she was sitting on and welcomed me with a surprised expression on her face.
"Welcome!"
I thought of returning immediately but suddenly remembered that the nearest one was quite far away and I was not in a mood to travel any further. Also, the lady at the reception seemed a bit happy, probably because a customer had arrived in a while. I didn't want to see her expression turn sour so I decided to go in.
I went towards the reception where the lady was.
She was wearing a floral dress with an orange outer which reached to her waist.
"What sort of book are you looking for?"
She asked with a smile on her face.
"I'm looking for light novels."
"Oh. It is at the third partition."
She said pointing at the section with light novels.
"You can also read the book here if you want to after buying it."
She said just before I headed towards that section. I searched the rows thinking about the particular books I had in mind.
I found the book and went to the reception and paid for the book.
I didn't want to go home. Right now, I didn't want to waste any time and read the book right away.
So, I looked back and thought of going to the reading area when she stopped me.
"Wait! Wait! That area hasn't been cleaned. It's all dusty."
She said scratching her cheek and seemed a bit embarrassed that the place wasn't comfortable for her customer.
She immediately continued.
"If you want to read, you can sit here."
She said while pointing at the empty chair beside her.
"Is that all right?"
"Yeah."
She nodded without hesitation. I took her up on the offer and seated myself.
 I had bought around four books. I chose the one that I had wanted to read the most.
I took out the book and placed it on the table in front of me.
Almost immediately, the lady beside me jumped from her chair energetically and started to talk out of nowhere.
"You read this series, right? This is so good! And the main character is so cool and badass! He does everything and sort of remains on the shadows, pulling strings from behind!"
The book which I took out was, "Classroom of the Elite" which was also my favorite.
She continued chattering continuously without a break.
"And the romantic development. I never thought that Kei would be the one to be his girlfriend!"
Her eyes were glittering with passion.
"Yeah. Not to mention the scene where Ayanokoji beat the shit out of Ryuen and his lackeys."
"Yeah. Yeah,"
When I replied, she leaned even more closer.
"Hey. Who do you think is the White Room enforcer?!"
She asked me.
I pondered for a while.
"It's difficult to exactly point out. There is the possibility that there is more than one from the WR. But at the very least, I don't think it's either Housen or Nanase."
"You eliminated Nanase Tsubasa?! Haven't you read the second volume of the second year?! And the exchange between her and Tsukishiro?!"
"I think that Nanase does have an understanding a the situation and wants to expel him but the reason is different. She wants to expel Ayanokoji not because she's from WR but she has some personal issues."
I told what I thought but I knew I could be wrong as well. But I didn't think that Kinugasa-sensei will give away the White Room enforcer so easily.
After that, we talked about our favorite characters and the various possible romantic developments in the series. We also talked about other series like Sword Art Online, 86, SNAFU and others. We talked about our favorite series and the characters we liked.
When we continued to talk, the time continued to pass.
Without realizing it, we had already talked for more than an hour now.
"Phew. I feel so good right now."
She said while leaning with her back on the chair and stretching both of her hands.
"Me too."
I also felt a bit good. Since early times, I didn't have many friends. So, I always spent my time reading novels of all genres. As you already know that I didn't have many friends, there was no one with whom I could discuss these.
This was the first time I had talked with anyone about these things. I felt good that I could talk with someone regarding the books I liked and who had similar tastes to mine.
"Just wait for me a little, okay?"
She said that and rushed out of the store.
What kind of shop owner is she?
Does any shop owner leave their shop to a customer and run off like that?
After about ten minutes, she returned with two cold coffee.
She threw one at me and I caught it easily with my left hand.
"For me?"
I asked.
"Yeah."
She replied while opening her can.
"Why?"
I asked because I hadn't expected her to go and buy a drink for a customer whom she had just met.
"As you can see, this store is always devoid of people. It has been about six months since the bookstore went to this state. Barely any customers come around here. You were the first one in about a week to come here and to not to mention you had similar interests like mine."
She paused for a while and looked at me.
"So, I thought we could be friends."
She said that casually like it was no big deal. But for me, it was something I couldn't have imagined.
Because back then I was someone without any friends. Because of how I was, no one tried to approach me. The only one whom I thought of as a friend back then was, 'she', who betrayed me.
I had a deep scar left from what 'she' did to me, what 'she', my friend, and my first love had done to me.
So, I didn't want to make friends. I didn't want to experience the same bitterness again.
I looked at her face. She was expecting a positive answer from me. I didn't want to betray that hope.
"Oh. Okay. Fine by me."
The lady seemed ecstatic.
"Yayy. My name is Takahashi Yui. Pleased to make your acquaintance."
"I'm Kobayashi Kaito. Same here."
I replied.
I accepted her as my friend.
But I still didn't know what friends are and how friends should act with each other. I was a high schooler who knew nothing of friendship. Pathetic isn't it.
I again looked at the lady in front of me and thought to myself.
"If anyone ever needs my help I would do what I can because that's what my mother taught me. But if you asked me I could trust that person then my answer would definitely be a 'no'."

Kaito Kobayashi is a 17 year old boy. Due to some unforseen circumstances he had to transfer to a new school. He doesn't want to interact with people. But for some reason whenever he is around the Ichinose Kei, he finds himself contradicting with his thoughts. Thus the curtain rises for this unexpected romantic development.

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