Wang had been gone for almost a week, and Changying sighed and looked at her phone. They spoke to each other several times a day, and she knew he would welcome her call anytime, but at this moment she was tentative. He had told her of Baozhai's fate - that she would leave the farm this morning and not be there for the holidays. Her heart broke for him hearing the guilt and sadness in his voice.

She looked down at the two books sitting on her desk. Newly printed with real leather covers decorated with gold embossed titles. She smiled and ran a finger over the bigger volume of the two books she had done so far. They weren't a hundred percent complete by any means, but she was happy with what she had accomplished. She desperately wanted to call Wang but just couldn't bring herself to disturb him today until he had called her. In his absence, she decided to show Dante and Emilio. They had looked after her as if she was one of their priceless treasures in Wang's absence and she had come to think of them as her brothers as well.

Taking her phone with her just in case Wang called, she gathered the books and went to the large office the brothers shared. She tapped lightly on the door. .

"You don't have to knock, Changying, we have told you that often enough," Emilio smiled and welcomed her in.

"What have you brought us to look at this time? Another dusty old tome for our collection?" Dante chuckled knowing it was the history she had been working on but enjoying her blush when he teased her.

"Something like that," Changying giggled in return. "I need an honest opinion. I have had these made into what I hope the finished books will look like, but as much as I ran a sketchy idea past Wang for the graphics he wasn't here for the final okay, and I am a bit nervous about showing him when we see each other again."

"Well hand it over then," Dante held out his hand.

"This is the main one showing the family line back as far as I have been able to go for now," she placed the book in Dante's hands holding the second volume to her chest as they looked it over. 

"This is brilliant," Emilio enthused. "Each table, who sat on it, and where it was located. The only thing I can think to add is a little bit of history of the individual people and what happened to them, as well as anything noteworthy they did aside of being our ancestors."

"I thought of that too and rather than bogging down the lineage side of things with a lot of extra text I thought maybe I could create one of these for each table," she presented the second book which detailed the original table. Taking the table from the lineage volume and creating a story of each member and his or her family. Taking the advice of Bianca and Carmen and cutting out all the cousins had made the whole process more streamlined. The man who sat at the head of the original table of Donati was an amazing man in his own right and Changying had loved researching his life and that of his children.

"So in this volume, you have just got the two diagrams of all of the twelve, the original and the current listed by the heads of the tables only," He flicked back to the front pages of the book. "Then the rest is just our table line through history to present day."

"You did all this in just a little over a month?" Dante sat back and looked at her seriously.

"Oh God! it's bad isn't it," she said grabbing at the books. "I just really wanted something to show your parents what Wang and I had worked on together, and now I have gone and messed it all up because I rushed it too much."

"Did you not hear me say it was brilliant? I said it was brilliant right?" Emilio appealed to Dante.

"You might have mumbled it. It's a bad habit you have," Dante smirked. "The watermarked graphics are genius, it's simple and true and if people want more information about something they can go to the volumes for each table. I would say it's better than anything I have seen in the family histories. Though I think you will have one very large problem." He considered the gold embossed leather of the cover showing the Donati family crest as Changying looked at him with a worried expression.

"Papa will be impressed, I don't see a problem," Emilio seemed to consider where the problem lay.

"Of course, he will. He will be so impressed he will take it with him to the Sitting," Dante chuckled. "She has barely started the histories, and they will be demanding she does the same for each table."

"Just as well Wang is in publishing now, he can get her all the help she needs," Emilio chuckled. "Shit, they will probably fund the whole thing between them. I think Wang's publishing house just took off before he even gets in the door."

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She was known for reading too much. Ms. Changying had been close to the top end of her graduating class from Tsinghua University which is a major research university in Beijing, and a member of the elite C9 League of Chinese universities. An Arts History degree in hand, Changying found that, without connections, all her study counted for nothing in getting a job with the national museum in Beijing. Resigned to mediocrity, she took a job as a researcher for a publishing firm that specialized in historical biographies and fiction.

It was there that she met her boss - Mr. Wang Wei, an arrogant control freak. She researched strictly for Wang Wei who constantly quizzed her on her research methods.

As time went on she found the manuscripts crossing her desk becoming more explicit than the average romance in a historical setting. Themes of bondage or sadomasochism touched on very lightly at first became darker and more elemental to the storylines. 

Changying found her research opening her eyes wider to a whole new world she realized she knew less about than she thought she did.

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Story characters are full of inner demons and conflict, they are complex with there own personalities and have their own flaws that they will fight against. These personalities will shape the story as situations arise and they are forced to react and adapt. 



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"THERE'S SO MANY people out and about town!" Alice gasped, turning her head to follow a little boy that was holding onto a candied apple that had rushed past her.

"Yes," Wyatt beamed, his eyes pressed closed due to his smile, crinkling at the corners. "It's always rather busy in the capital of Gladiolum." 

A day after the ball, Wyatt had suggested bringing Alice around the town square to soak in the sights. He personally had to do a little shopping and thought that it would be a wonderful chance for Alice to grow more familiar with the capital. She had been living with the Ragans for nearly two weeks and yet she had barely even stepped out of the mansion's walls. It was best for young ladies to enjoy their time around town with friends. Being constantly cooped up in the study room with Charlie wasn't exactly an ideal situation in Wyatt's opinion. Of course, not that Alice had ever complained.

Strolling through the cobbled streets, Wyatt pointed out some of his personal favorite shops along the way. They passed by boutiques selling beautiful ball gowns, stores selling sparkling jewels, and even quaint little cafes that wafted out the sugary sweet scent of freshly baked pastries. However, while Alice acted as though she was very interested in those, he could tell that was all it was. An act. She simply smiled and nodded to Wyatt's words, not once asking to step into any of those stores like he had expected. Yet again she had him colored surprised.

Just the thought brought a curving smile onto his lips. The girl that his family had chanced upon was most certainly different from the rest of the girls in the capital. She stood out in such a way that there wasn't any spare place for the others to shine. She was the lone star now, a happy and proud resident of the Ragan household. While still suspicious of her origins, Wyatt couldn't help but admit to himself that he was growing fond of Alice Clemente.

"Are you not interested in any of the shops I pointed out?" He prodded. "Those are all famous names here in the capital."

"Oh!" Alice exclaimed. Wyatt watched with his practiced smile as the girl's eyes widened delightfully, eyelashes fluttering like a pair of butterfly wings under the golden sunlight. Her lips parted just a little in surprise before she quickly gathered back her wits, shaking her head politely. "They are all wonderful shops. I just… I don't have any money to buy all those things. Looking through the store window is more than enough."

For years Wyatt had worn the same smile on his face. It was his perfectly crafted mask made to shield his true emotions from the rest of the nobles. No matter what he felt inside, a smile was always the answer to dealing with those that had to be schemed against. However, every time Alice spoke or made one of her silly little expressions, he found his smiles to turn true as day.

"Let us go into that one, then." Wyatt pointed to a little bookshop down the street, a corner store with a gleaming bronze sign. "There are some things I wish to purchase."

Alice nodded. "Alright," she said.

Although her expression remained as still as possible, Wyatt still caught the slight twitch of her lips. The sparkles in her eyes practically screamed of her excitement. She couldn't fool anyone. Even the blind could tell that she was particularly eager to enter the bookshop. 

The little bell that hung above the door rang when Wyatt entered the shop. Inside, there were no other customers, simply a store clerk that had a book in hand. A pair of round spectacles rested on his crooked nose bridge, his eyes scanning the words at an immense speed before he licked his finger and flipped to the next page. At the call of the bell, the clerk looked up from his book, squinting at the door before rising to his feet. The book was placed pages-down onto the counter, a smile upon his lips.

"Master Wyatt!" The old clerk greeted enthusiastically. "I was wondering when you'll be visiting next. The books you ordered two weeks back are finally here." 

"Greetings," Wyatt replied fairly. "And thank you so much for your help with those. It's nearly impossible to find them anywhere else."

The old man waved, his cheeks reddening just a little. "It's no problem. Let me go get them for you." Shuffling towards the back of the shop, the clerk disappeared behind a dividing curtain.

"Do you come here often?" Alice asked, looking around the small bookstore with great interest. At random, she pulled out one of the books from the shelves, her fingers tracing the title of the book on the cover, feeling the indented words on the hard leather.

'History of Gladiolum. Volume III,' it read. Alice had seen a similar history book in Charlie's study room before. Making a mental note to briefly read through the contents of the book, she slotted the book back to its original position.

"Hmm, I wonder." Tapping a finger to his chin, Wyatt looked deep in thought. "I guess I do visit this store a little more than the average folk. They sell writing supplies as well as books and I run out of the former a little too often. Besides, this store is the only one in the capital that can procure rare and often out-of-print."

Walking a little further into the shop, Alice glanced through the assortment of reading materials offered. They had both fiction and non-fiction books in the store, leaning closer to non-fiction books. Most books were new copies, their covers still brightly colored while others were much older and encased in glass covers. Those books seemed old and tattered but the words were still in dark black ink, most likely having been re-written over so that it wouldn't be lost to time. 

The one that had caught Alice's attention was a purple leather-bound book that was almost as thick as a dictionary. The title of this book was written in bright, glittery gold in thick block letters. A small sign that indicated the price of the old tome was placed beside the book. Alice's eyes widened at the number of zeros, her head reeling back a little in surprise. She still wasn't sure about how the currency worked in Gladiolum but with so many zeros, the book was bound to be expensive no matter the exchange rate.

'The Theory of Magic. Volume I,' the title wrote.

"Are you interested in that one? Ooh, that's a pricey one." Wyatt's voice was right by Alice's ear, causing her to jump a little, her ears tingling from his breath. Stepping away, she held both hands to her chest, staring wide-eyed at Wyatt who looked as amused as ever.

"Just looking," she answered before firing back a question of her own. "How much is that book? I don't really know how the currency works here."

"See that symbol over there?" Wyatt gestured to the symbol behind the number as he spoke. "That's the symbol for our currency, 'fleuron'. That's the larger of the two units that we have in our country's currency. The smaller unit is known as a 'flois'. Ten flois equates to one fleuron. To give you an example of its value, five flois can buy you a piece of stale bread at the end of the day in the capital's cheapest bakery, maybe? Books, on the other hand, are usually five to ten fleurons, if it's a common title that can be easily found."

Alice gulped. Judging by the examples Wyatt provided, the currency here in Gladiolum seemed similar to the system she was used to. A single fleuron held as much value as a dollar back home and a flois would be around ten cents. Her hands were starting to feel clammy as she stared hard at the price tag of The Theory of Magic. 

"And yet this book is…" she trailed off.

"Fifteen thousand fleurons," Wyatt finished the sentence for her chirpily.

Fifteen thousand dollars.

Taking another step back, Alice no longer dared to hover near the expensive article. If anything had happened to it, she wouldn't be able to pay the store back for the damages incurred. She had never seen a book as expensive or even half as pricey. 

"Why is this book so… so…"

"Ridiculously priced?" Wyatt supplied. When Alice nodded numbly, Wyatt chuckled. "This is an ancient tome about magic. There are only five copies of this book that was ever produced. But if you're really interested in this book, there's no need for you to fork out such a hefty amount just to read it. We have a copy of it back in the mansion's library."

Flabbergasted and speechless, Alice blinked dumbly at what Wyatt had so casually revealed. Although she long knew that the Ragan mansion was a sprawling estate with many different needlessly fanciful rooms, she hadn't even thought to think that it might house precious artifacts within its walls. 

In Gladiolum, it seemed as though the gap between its people was wider than the ocean. The rich lived in heaven while the poor couldn't even afford hell.

"Why don't you take a look around the bookshop and see if there's anything that catches your eye?" Wyatt offered. "If we don't already have the book back home, I don't mind making a few extra purchases. It's the least I can do for dragging you out here with me on such a warm afternoon."

Alice's heart skipped a beat. She braved a step closer, momentarily forgetting about the book in the glass display case. Cupping her hands together as if they were in prayer, Alice beamed.

"Really? Any book?"

Wyatt's smile didn't falter. "There's no budget, if that's what you're asking."

Alice wasted no time. Her feet went scurrying across the dark wooden boards of the store, quickly scouring the bookshelves in search of any title that might help her or catch her fancy. Her fingers ran down the spines, quickly pulling out a few covers that had caught her attention, some fiction and some not. She had a feeling that most, if not all, of the non-fiction books were already available in the Ragans' library but there was no harm in bringing the books over for Wyatt to look through. These books will become her survival guide in this foreign world.

As the store clerk returned to the front counter, Wyatt slowly made his way over. However, he was still gazing in Alice's way, watching silently and bemused as the girl darted from shelf to shelf, climbing ladders and bending low in search of more. There were already over seven books in her hands and she only ever added more to the collection.

"My," the old clerk exclaimed. "I've not seen anyone so frantic for a good title since you first came to my humble store years ago. The old ladies at the bakery next block over will go mad once they hear that the young Master Wyatt is no longer single."

The white-haired man chuckled. "She's just a curious little bird my brother picked up a while back."

The old man shrugged, unconvinced, but he didn't say a word more on that topic. With a heavy thump, he placed three thick books onto the counter, the covers in the three primary colors. The titles were all written in gold, large block letters.

"This set was a little trickier to find as compared to your other requests but there you go. Though, Master Wyatt, don't mind this old man prying but are you sure you want to dabble in this subject? There's always a price to pay when you go against the laws of science."

"I can pay whatever price the world throws at me," Wyatt casually remarked. Picking up one of the books carefully with a gloved hand, he examined the old cover, grinning with satisfaction. "Besides, I'm just completing my collection. With these, the set will now be complete. There's no need to worry, sir."

"Oh well," the old clerk sighed, pursing his lips. "If you're sure, youngin. Let me wrap these up for you."

Tottering away, the elderly went to retrieve a few sheets of brown wrapping paper and some strings to bundle up Wyatt's purchases while waiting for Alice. 

Partially leaning on the counter, Wyatt continued to observe Alice. She no longer had the strength to carry the books she had picked out. Instead, she placed most of them on an empty table by one side. The stack of books was almost taller than she was and yet she continued to hunt for more, her eyes practically dripping with avarice.

'How peculiar,' Wyatt thought to himself. 'She is unaffected by fanciful dresses or glittering jewels and yet dusty old books can bring her into a craze. What an odd woman. She is most certainly a woman before her time.'

❝I want you to visit me even if it's only in your dreams.❞ 

Gifted a candle that was said to be able to make wishes come true, Alice Clemente burned it that very night only to find herself in an unknown world the next morning. 

She had wished for a life of adventure away from the city and its routine. With her wish granted, she was whisked away to a world very different from the one she grew up in. 

Thrust into a new life, would Alice learn how to adapt? Or would she fall down the rabbit hole only to never surface again?

Severus POV..
Today is my ninth birthday, I got out of the covers and went to the closet mirror and got a good look at my self, it has been three years since I became Severus snape and a lot has happened in these years, at first glance I looked my age and not just skin and bones, but I filled out nicely thanks to the extra food, my hair is still long almost reaching my shoulder blades but less oily thanks to my tigress care, and all of that thanks to all my hard work for the last three years.
FLASHBACK...
The first year I started my new life was a bit of an adjustment but not that hard, after getting into a routine, waking up at 6, do my morning meditation, practice some Occlumency, and Occlumency came naturally to me according to the books the my mother had it was supposed to be harder but hey I'm not looking a gift horse in the mouth.
After that my mother will wake up and I will get back under the covers waiting for my father to wake  up and go downstairs , my relationship with my father is that of out of sight out of mind, I didn't bother him and he didn't care what happens to me, if we see each other I will nod at him and that's that.
After my father go down for breakfast I'll get a different sized rocks from my ring and start to levitate them then move them around, it took me 6 months to do it without dropping them, I thought that practicing like that will be good for my control over my magic, and I was right.
Then my mother will come to wake me up go to have breakfast then she will give me some books to read and I had to write use a quilt and a pin until I got really good at it, then we will have lunch and after that my mother will quiz me on something after that she will get her trunk/bookcase and get some books, my mother was impressed that I could understand a lot of things and she thought the I was a genius so she started our magic school but only on the theory part no practical, and I was doing great in this.
before I was reborn her I was B- student and Severus was smart kid , how many people invite their own spills by the age on 15, and after we merged I became smarter, I can memorize a book after reading it a couple of times, and I can put that knowledge to use, and think for my self , not just a walking encyclopedia.
So after two hours of what every subject she chose, she will let me pick up some books and go to my room I stay for about an hour reading and doing my homework then I will put some books in my ring and go to the park near the house, my mother didn't care as long as I'm back before 6 o'clock , when I reach the park I will go to a corner make sure that I'm alone and go inside the ring.
The inside of the ring is just as the god said it will be , a big mansion at the top of a hill, I will go to the library and find whatever book I put here before studying a little bit then go outside and practice some spills but mostly I  just run with a couple of rocks hovering around me, then go outside at 5:30 look for some kids and practice Legilimency on them, it wasn't hard but tiering if I do it for too long and I think I broke only 3 kids, after that I will Obliviate them and go home , my mother will give me diner to eat in my room and I will read then do some light workout, after that I would read as much as I can before my mother comes to my room to take the plates, and that was pretty much the first year for me. 
The second year I increased the mind arts practice, between Legilimency, Obliviate, Confounding and Impirius I became well versed in altering people's memories and emotions, it became like deep hypnosis that alters people on the subconscious level, I don't just tell them what to do and they fallow like mindless zombies, but I made them think that that's what they wanted to do, I can change a sinner into a saint.
After I perfected it I started temping with my parents mind to make the neglect me even more, they won't bother me if it wasn't very important, but I made my mother insist to teach me all that she know about the magic world, from study's to politics to etiquette, it was easier than I thought it would be, because my mother had a little resentment for me and on a subconscious level is blaming me for her marriage problems, I  just smoothed the thoughts a little bit, and made teaching me until Hogwarts is more of a duty than anything else. 
My father on the other hand requires more work, he blames both me and my mother for his luck on life, and believes that my mother had bewitched him into marrying her, which wasn't true, I made him just a little angry that my mother for lying to him but he forgave her and know he was back to loving her again, but still didn't like me or care about me as long as I don't burn the house to the ground he wouldn't care, and I made him go easy on the bottle, no more than 3 drinks a day, and that left us with more food, and clothes and a fucking water heater. 
And with that magic was welcomed to the snape house, my father said to my mother she can have the basement to do with as she pleased, she had some Galleons saved, she used them to buy potion ingredients and cauldrons and turned the basement into a small potions lap, and started selling potions, although she wasn't a potion mistress, she was good at it and she loved having something to do for a few hours a day, she didn't become rich , but she made a couple Galleons a month. 
As for what I did with the free time, first I increased my magic practice, I usually go out from 12 to 6 or 7 o'clock, so with all the extra time I first started to plant some trees near the mansion in my ring, and I started doing some target practice, by levitating some small stones and shoots them on some bottles then made a target out of iron, and instead of shooting rock and stone, I made small steel beads and started to use that instead and I became faster and faster some time I change the shape of the beads to a pointy little spike, I became tired very often so after practice I would go inside the mansion and read something until I regain my strength and practice again get tired and read and repeat. 
By my 8th birthday I  grew a bit taller and had some meat on my bones, I needed money so I started stealing, if you can call it that, I would sneak into some rich asshole house and make hime give me half the money he had in the house and forget about it, I kept the money in the ring until I had a 200 thousands pounds, then took 20 thousands and put them in a small bag and gave it to my father, made him remember that he found the bag in an alley and gave him the idea to move us to the nicer part of the town, we moved out to the new house by August, it was a significantly better than the old house, it cost 7000 £ and it was a big house, my father even bought a shop in the middle of town and rented it out for steady income and now wants to be a mechanic, with the extra money he can open his own garage, I don't care, I didn't just so they leave me alone and when I say I have money, nobody will question where it came from.
I found Lily's home the next street over about 5 minutes from my house , but I didn't contact her yet I needed all the  time I can get alone  that I can get , my mother started teaching me fourth year material by the time we moved and I discovered that we had about the same amount of magic and my control was even better then her although she had a wand, although my mother wasn't a battle witch and I had no one else to compare her to at the very least she should be at the average Hogwarts graduate, so I know That I'm growing a lot stronger than the old Severus and he was stronger than the average wizard.
FLASHBACK END 
I snapped out of my musing I got a nice set of clothes because today I'm going to Daigon Alley for the first time, it's January 9th so the it's going to be cold and less crowded, but that was fine by me, I hated large crowds so that's fine, and my father wants to see what the magical world looks like so he is coming to, anyway after laying my clothes out on the bed , I went to the bathroom washed up and got into a nice set of clothes still black, what can I say both the old me and Severus loved the color.
After breakfast we went to the car and my father drove us to London, when we reached the Leaky Cauldron it was 11:00 we parked street away and went inside, the bar wasn't that impressive it was almost empty and old, I didn't like it, the bartender gave us a look over and my mother nodded at him with a blank face and went to the brick wall and did the tapes and the wall opened, my father looked impressed by the sight of all the magic, we went to get me and my mother a nice set of robes and then we went to the bank I kept looking around memorizing everything and keeping my eyes out for something interesting. 
The trip was anticlimactic , nothing of note happened we went to an apothecary and my mother brought me a small Cauldron and a lot of potion supplies and we went home, after we arrived home I "convinced" my mother to teach me Apparition, she took some convincing but I learned it in two days and with that I became capable of traveling like adult wizard but I have to keep it a secret so I deleted it from my parents memories after that I went to to a shop in town and bought a bunch of different bags and stored them all in my ring and the started practicing Extension Charm on it until I became proficient at it and with my new bag I Apparited to an Alley ner the Leaky Cauldron and went inside, the bartender looked at me and asked " where are your parents? are you lost?" I  said " my mother is at Gringotts can you open the door for me I won't get a wand until the summer" he shrugged and opened the wall for me "thanks" and went to the bank, I found it empty to my luck and went to one of the tellers and said in a hush but respectful tone" greetings I would like to make a large exchange from Pound to Galleons, do you have some where more private to do it at" the goblin looked at me as if measuring me up, I put up all my Occlumency wall up to the maximum and then he said " fallow me up and this better be important ", when we arrived ant a small room I got my bag and transferred 120 thousand £ from my ring to the bag, then emptied the bag on the small table in the middle of the room, the goblin gave me a shark like smile and said " how can I help you " I said " I want to open a vault here but only I want access, and I want It to be a secret, and I want to ask if you know where I can get a house-elf and portkeys to other countries on the down low" the goblin smile grow bigger and said " as long as you have money everything has a price" and the snapped his fingers and said " those were 120 thousands £, and I won't ask you where you got them from, we will take 17,5% that leave you with 19.8 thousands Galleons and the vault will cost you 10 Galleons a year, house-elves cost between 80 and 120 Galleons as for the portkeys, that depends on what country you want to visit " .
I smiled and aske " do you have a private place I can Apparite  to and from" he said "for extra 120 Galleons a year we do", I said  "I want 10 house-elves and I will contact you If I need a portkey, and take the 130 a year for the vault and private Apparition place, and I want total anonymity , no one but you know what I bring here and some times I will send a house-elf" he nodded and went away for 10 minutes and got back with a bunch of house-elves ready to be bound with a wizard , there was a small ceremony and a ritual then I became the proud owner of 10 house-elves .

A guy dies wake up in A song of ice and fire universe, 
snd his adventure. 
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The Mc is grey Not good or Evil He does whatever he wants Whenever he wants.
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Also fuck the Targaryens, I hate them. 
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This is a wish fulfillment fic , nothing too serious .

"Your ancestor, Yan Long was the third emperor of the empire and had the greatest scholars available to research ways of making it happen. For an entire century, they toiled struggles, battled against each other in fierce duels of knowledge and the spires of dominion were the result of their hard work.

Made out of precious metals gathered from numerous provinces, the spires of dominion reached a humongous height of 150 metres and were 230 meters in width." 

Xiao Yi's ears listened with rapt attention. His eye literally glowed from how engaged with the story. He whispered to himself.' I want to see one"

His father looked at him. 'Xiao Yi, I will personally take you to see one, but we can't go inside'

Xiao Yi nodded in agreement knowing how dangerous it is to go outside now, especially with the simultaneous takeover of 3 provinces in the north. 

His father began once more, "Because of its immense size and the amazing technology used to make it, The spires of dominion were able to harness the inner energy of any entity and channel it into other uses. Once caught by the spires chains, the being would be held down indefinitely until a member of the royal family lets them go. 

After the first spire was made, they made a second, and the scholars found out that they mutually powered the other making them more powerful. So your ancestors had more spires made and had them spread around the kingdom because they would have more power to harness energy 

However, that's not the only thing they did. The spires of dominion were placed in a specific pattern allowing for the energy harnessed from people to enter the ground and nourish it making agriculture flourish."

Zhong Yi's brain soaked up all the information like a sponge in water and hungered for more. His eyes lacked the confusion of a child his age would have when given so much information. "Then the battle of gods?"

Zhong Yi's father rubbed his head with his hand with approval. "Looks like someone has been listening to their tutors in class, unlike your brutish older siblings."

"Then battle of the gods," he repeated. "Powerful beings descended from the sky and waged a war upon each other. They were so strong; landscapes became unrecognisable and disaster struck every kingdom, every nation, every race. Nowhere was safe any more, people couldn't even live underground because of how frequently it would collapse. 

It came to a point where the gods battling each other became a common occurrence. However, they made the most foolish mistake, and we held every god accountable for it. 

We Ghouls would've stayed out of it because no battles happened with our borders and no ghouls were killed because of their conflicts, till they brought a battle above Bradford city killing half of our people!

Emperor Yan Long was angry along with the rest of the kingdom sharing the same sentiment, they launched a war against the gods and ordered for every powerful being to be captured and serve a life sentence to repent of their mistakes. 

The arrogant fools who call themselves them gods were quite infuriated at and attacked the Sacred Ghoul empire. Unfortunately, every being who crossed into our borders never left.  After research, we found out that those being used an inner energy called divine energy and it was the most powerful energy we had ever seen before. 

With the divine energy being drained from their bodies and their dependence on it to live, they had to keep gathering more of it making our supply of energy to the spires limitless.  

We suffered heavy losses from not being able to find out where the attacks would start, but every battle was a victory and later, the battle was named the Ghoul's revolt because of our ways of defying expectations and going against beings who could become kings and queens of any place they went to."

Zhong Yi was still bubbling with energy and was waiting for another story. 

Yan Gu looked at his son and released a tired sigh. 'I knew he would stay awake'

"What story do you want to hear now?" Asked Yan Gu.
 
Yan Gu's son ripped the covers of the king-sized bed of his small legs and ran over to the bookcases along his bed chamber's wall. With his small size, he climbed it and reached the top where he pushed a thick book onto the floor. 

He climbed down like a monkey and carried the large book over to his father, lowering his head slightly to not look directly at his father's disapproving gaze. 

'Who on Ghouls grave, thought to put such a big bookcases in my child's room.' Shaking his head slightly, he looked at the title written on the book in bold writing depicting of the epic take held inside.

"Father, I want you to read The First Emperor Ghouls Rise To Dominance." For extra insurance, his eyes took on a look he knew his father wouldn't say no to. 

Yan Gu released another sigh, but still complied with the request opening the which book and holding young Zhong Yo on his lap.

"This is a legendary tale of a legendary man..."

*Flashback End*

'Maybe the system would shed a light on it?' Thought Zhong Yi before he inspected it.

[Spire of dominion]: Grade: Divine, Description: One of the 100 built by an ambitious race to capture gods to do their bidding. It requires the divine energy of a god and the blood of a Royal Ghoul to start it. The territory and population of the nation a spire resides in will be nourished by the millennium's worth of residual divine energy. Following benefits are: Territory Crop Output +15%, Territory Crop Growing Time -15%, Residents' body sub stage +1, Soldiers' body sub stage +2.

The Sacred Ghoul Emperor felt pride building up within him. This was his legacy, here in the heaven awaken world. His legacy waiting for him to collect.

Yan Zhong Yi decided he would begin each spire of dominion together and make his empire thrive once more. He could imagine it already, how powerful his people would be when gets all the spires. His people would be able to walk sideways anywhere they are. 

Kingdoms would fall just as easily. 'Finally, the heavens are on our side' A fire within him began to burn brighter.

He bit his thumb, drawing blood, and pressed it against the skull in the middle of the large double doors. A glowing magma like colour spread out into circle them the door split down the middle and air rushed in.

“I will find you” 

Yan Zhong Yi could still vividly remember the promise he made to the one that made his soul yearn for warmth and love 

Clenching his fist, Zhong Yi looked at the slowly dissipating barrier and the beasts on the other side, staring in with eyes brimming with greed, lust and anger. “ But first, I must make our home safe for you to return to”
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After losing everything to the greed of humans, he was given a second chance to rebuild what was lost.

He will bury thousands of comrades before slaughtering millions of enemies.

He will conquer thousands of worlds before invading millions of universes.

He will make his entire race akin to royalty.

He will be seen as thee god amongst gods.

He will be an emperor

 no matter what it takes.

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Disclaimer: The cover does not belong to me, if u are the original owner? artist? message me and I'll remove it.

My novel was inspired by Shen Tian Yi's novel; the lords empire.

After a few minutes of walking the group came to a huge courtyard. It was simple, the floor was stone, there was a small stage in the middle and a gentleman sitting in a chair in a corner of the courtyard.

He seemed to sleep, his eyes were closed, and he was relaxed in his rocking chair.

As soon as the group entered a slight pressure fell on them all, the lord's breathing in front of him was huge, it was like standing before a sleeping dragon.

"Come on, it's fine." - Ming Feng.

The group then entered the courtyard, despite the pressure no one found it difficult to be under it.

As soon as they all settled in front of the stage the gentleman opened his eyes calmly, got up from his rocking chair and stretched his body.

With a tired look, he climbed to the stage.

"Grand Elder Mou Kan" Saluted Ming Feng, while Chi Ziyun and Long Mu followed him in deep reverence.

Muo Kan waved his hand, that kind of formality was unnecessary for him.

"I see we have some interesting young people, very good, very good. You are part of our Great Purple Flame Sect. Rejoice. Well, you are all External Disciples, each of you will receive a residence in the outer area of ​​the Purple Dawn Mountain Range." They will also receive access to the first floor of the Cult Library and each month will receive three Level Three Magic Crystals. " Mou Kan spoke, his voice firm and powerful, contrasting with his tired appearance.

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"He must be half a step from the Dao of Purification" - Seiryuu.

"Because he would be in such a simple place, being someone so important. Bae Mon, for example, exuded wealth ..." - Le Chang.

"Dao of Purification is not a random name. Someone at this level needs to have a detachment from the things of this world, they need to understand how the world works, its natural laws and to do so one has to distance itself from it and try to see things as one. Bae Mon will have extreme difficulty entering the Purification Dao… "- Gao Yao.

"Is everyone on the Dao of Purification good? I don't understand ..." - Le Chang.

"It's not a matter of you becoming good by not getting involved in worldly affairs, it simply requires that you have a broad vision and not focused on just one goal ... It is too early for you to understand this, worry about it when it comes to that gentleman's level on stage. " - Seiryuu.

"Right, Right." - Le Chang.

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Mou Kan waved his hand and a piece of paper appeared in front of each one on the spot.

It was a small map with some markings.

"This is the map of the Cordillera outside area and where your homes are located. You are excused, you can go." He said waving his hand.

As soon as he said that Ming Feng, Long Mu, and Chi Ziyun withdrew, they should return to their daily chores.

With the map in hand, the group of almost five hundred people went after their homes, after half an hour of walking all came to a large stone arch.

It was written on the following words: "Outside Area"

Just past the archway, you could see a large street. On either side were small stone houses.

The residences were simple, each had a kitchen, a bedroom, a bathroom, a small cultivation room, and a central room.

No matter what their Status, everyone would have the same treatment from the Sect. Obviously, if you had the money to buy extra pills and artifacts besides the data given by the Sect, it was something else.

The Outer Area was huge, with over twenty thousand homes that covered the entire base of the Purple Flame Range.

It was like a small town, there were small tents opened by the Disciples that sold Pills, Artifacts, and other simpler items.

These small tents in front of the houses were commonplace, a quick way to get items and also sell some items to get money.

The Sect monthly gave three Level 3 Magic Crystal to the external Disciples. They could sell to raise money or they could use it to cultivate. Most chose to save one or two for cultivation and sell the other so they could buy Pills and Guns.

Of course, those with the greatest wealth cared little about it. For example Bae Hong. He was surrounded by resources since his birth. He was already bringing a huge sum of money into his Storage Ring, as well as a gold-level weapon. Meanwhile, most of the people there didn't even have a Storage Ring, just those kids from slightly wealthier families like Wuhan Xie and Lian Mei. Le Chang was an exception, his parents had spent a great fortune to give him such an item. But he also got some extra rings, we can say he had a few dozen so far.

The new group passed the main road followed by the glances of the other residents.

Le Chang analyzed everything calmly, so it didn't take long for him to find his residence.

It was well away from the entrance, the place was quiet, far from the noise of the tents.

Upon arriving forward, a piece of jade floated in front of the door, as soon as he took it in his hands his name was automatically engraved on the piece.

Le Chang then held it against the door and it opened.

It was very rustic inside, in the bedroom was a bed, a set of covers and sheets, also had a pillow and on it was a small threadbare book, next to three Level Three Magic Crystals.

Le Chang looked at the book and saw some words written on the cover.

"Cultivation Technique: Cultivation of Natural Transformations." Murmured Le Chang.

"This technique explains how to cultivate each of nature's five transformations." - Seiryuu.

"It's rustic, can't compare with [The God of Death] and [The Way of the Dragon God] that allows you to cultivate the five transformations at the same time." - Gao Yao.

Le Chang was not concerned with the techniques of the Purple Flame Cult, but with its resources. Since having Seiryuu and Gao Yao with him he had two Millennial Libraries in his mind. Every day Le Chang listened to Gao Yao and Seiryuu's teachings on dozens of techniques, if he made any of the public, there would be wars to possess such teachings.

Le Chang then lay in his bed, it had been a long time since he had a good night sleep, today he decided not to cultivate and simply sleep.

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Elsewhere in the sect.

The hooded figure who was with the group all the time but was never noticed was sitting quietly in a chair in a small room. Everyone knew that there was a third person in the 10th Grade Dao Integration between them, but it was as if whenever they thought of such a person they had no image of her in their minds. It was as if he existed, but not either.

The Qi was extremely dense on the spot, almost suffocating.

After removing the black cloak the figure turned out to be a middle-aged, bald man with a definite body.


His gaze was ethereal, the movement of his body seemed to create ripples in the space around him.

In a small clan, a young man was born with his broken Qi Channels and Meridians, where his future had been defined all around him as nothing but failure. However, things were not so simple, a chance encounter, a colossal power, a sleeping genius, would make this young man not only a Cultivator, but would bring him the title of God of God.

Author: Calebe Piccoli Camargo
Status: In Creation
Site: saikaiscan

Traductor: Master Linch

Clean fed and sleeping. I got them all in a bed like mood. Pika and his pals have the front room floor near the fireplace. I also figured out the electric heater looks like a fireplace but buttons make the heat not wood. I stopped by the human, she plopped down on the couch first. I have a wet area on it now. Yeah she just had to sit before she got to the bed. Glad tell her about the large bed made getting her to it and covered was not too hard. She was plopped on it when I got to her. 

My head hit the pillow after I climbed under the covers too. My house no couch for me. My dreams are filled with horror and pokemon gone crazy. Finally the dreams filled with less chaos and I got some good sleeptime. But morning brings light in on the bed. I stretched before opening my eyes. Still paws, guess that makes this the real nightmare. I rolled over to jump down, padded toward the kitchen with breakfast ideas rolling in my head. Was a lot harder to open the refrigerator at this size. Lazy me. I need groceries. Delivery it is then. I looked for the laptop. This may be the hardest part. 

Nope, it was sleeping with no password. My background, my password saved file is on here too. I checked the bank account. Nice the 2 royalty checks are plump. Hope I can still write the series even with paws. They can deliver it in 45 minutes? Better not be low quality or not paying that extra tip charge. The account will need me writing again in a month with this many to feed. Hope that I still have an open job.

While I wait I got the phone pay setup so I only need press confirm. Coffee and tea heating well. The ice cream will act as creamer til supplies get here. I jumped onto the counter to reach the upper cabinets. Here are four nice cups. paws are not ideal to pick up and move cups. I made it work, but barely. Tea with a 'dolup' (teaspoon would be more than I want) of vanilla ice cream. I sat and watched the iceburg of creaming goodness slowly take over the drink top. 

No-one was moving, the city is nice and quiet. my house is near the park so many pet walkers use to be my usual viewing item at this hour. I can see the grass types moving about in the park. Pocket monsters were not my big thing. I am not sure but this feels almost normal. Though never drank tea using paws. My black tea is perfect.

Guess no one will miss me where I vanished from. Just a writer. I had lost my only family to a stupid war. They were happy coming home from my cousin's wedding. The bomber got the reception building, the church was filled with my family and our friends. I missed the whole thing for that deadline. My book writing saved me, and left me alone.

I resorted to public forums to gather enough to get them all buried or cremated to their wishes. Buzzing? Door! Yes! My food item order is here. But I stopped at the door, I easily jumped to side table and looked out. Damn Robert Lang was standing there. Well I know someone here. He looks his usual angry self. Deliveryman not here. Thank heaven after 20 minutes he growled and left. Where is my food?

This quiet day an evee sits in a kitchen table awaiting a food order after a doorbell ring. The ringer walks over to the curb and sits down next to a large Growleth whom says "good boy, we will ring again soon, she might be able to help us...never thought about how your life was til now, I love you boy never doubt that". The human whines and sighs sitting on the curb next to the talking pokemon. As trainer and pokemon set in to wait for help.

When you finally think your life is dull, always know it could be full of surprising change if the gods are not happy with your attitude!

Lee Fei opened his eyes suddenly, his body arched panting and he sat on the bed. He was breathing hard, trying to keep some air in his lungs, everything around him was in the gloom, but he could not see anything right. He was sweating and shaking his body was aching, he felt his throat dry and his head was throbbing, then again he closed his eyes briefly and tried to calm his breathing, but he felt sick and in pain.

 Suddenly his throbbing head got worse and he grabbed his head with both hands and fainted again, images and memories that were not there before appeared in his mind as a long movie in which he can't pause, Lee Fei felt as if he were having his head split in two. After a few long minutes of suffering, he finally calms down, but he still remains unconscious, inwardly he was analyzing his new memories.

 When Lee Fei woke up again, he sat up slowly in his bed and took a deep breath, his body still sore and his head was throbbing, but he calmed down and was no longer agitated. His bed is very comfortable, there was a pillow made of goose feathers, the sheet that covers your bed is made of high-quality fabric, the blanket that was covering it was made of the best quality wool is soft and warm. 

 His room was quite spacious, there was a glossy wooden desk with several sheets of paper, of course, bad quality sheets, at least Lee Fei thought while he looked at the yellowed sheets, but his "new" memories reminded him that this was a very luxurious material for this world. Next to the papers was an inkwell and a long and elegant feather, Lee Fei didn't know which animal that feather belonged, but it was so bright that he could see even a layer of gold speckles in the white part.

 The chair, which fit the desk, had a luxurious red-colored upholstery, an armchair near the fireplace, and a small table with two elegant chairs by the window. The whole room is made of stone, the floor was covered with a soft and well-crafted rug, beside the bed was a piece of furniture that had a jug of water, next to it was a glass of hardwood, a refined ceramic vase to washing his face and a cotton cloth used to wipe it, under the bed were two basins of copper to make basic necessities. 

 There was a folding screen on the diagonal side of the room, it was a wooden folding screen used when one needed to bathe in a large tub, next to the wooden folding screen there is a small wooden bench, which is used by a servant or novice who would help bathe somebody. Near the wooden door was a sleek, elegant chest, which must have his clothes and things, the chests were often used to store things, there wasn't the ease of the closets or wardrobes, not in a place like that. 

 After his vision adjusted to semi-darkness, Lee Fei groped by the bedside table and got something like a lighter, but it was actually a magical wooden tool that pressed the button to create a small flame. He pressed the button of the magic tool and lit the candlestick beside his bed, lightening the room in the dim light. Lee Fei was a bit stunned by this magical lighter, but he was too tired to cheer himself up with magic in this place, he wanted to look for a mirror and a book, the first to see his figure and the second to get a sense of this world.

 With the flickering lighting of the candles, he managed to observe the decor that has a bit of luxury, but generally showed a simplicity when compared to some rooms of nobles, which he saw in photos and paintings in his past life. There were three large windows in the north wall that were covered with heavy velvet cloths of wine, but even so, it was possible that the sun partially brightened the atmosphere, but the cold breeze of that autumn didn't pass through the velvet curtains.

 Looking at all of this, Lee Fei knew he wasn't in China in the twenty-first century, he wasn't even in China in any century, he doubted whether he was on planet Earth!

 The last thing that Lee Fei remembers is to have gone to work that autumn morning and in his interval read a book that he bought a few days ago, then everything went black in his vision and he passed out. That simple! He couldn't stop his lips from forming a sarcastic smile, this was very ironic, he never thought he would die like this without warning, without a buzzer from a bus, truck or car, just sitting at his desk and holding up a book ... That didn't make much sense!

PUF! He died and reincarnate somewhere so far away from China that it could be very well on a different planet!

 Lee Fei got up and went to the trunk, his steps were half hesitant and his body was begging to go back to bed, it seemed that he had been beaten, his body ached everywhere.

 His movements weren't very natural as if he were adjusting to his new body, which was medium-sized, slender and supple, very different from his tall, toned body of his past life, he felt a lack of strength in that body. The clothes he was wearing didn't help his movements, it was a long sweater that reached his feet that were very white and even small and delicate, but they weren't beautiful enough to be women's feet. However, these feet showed that he wasn't in a body of someone who worked hard, the delicacy of his new feet said that this body was a noble or someone from a very rich family.

 Opening the chest, Lee Fei searched quietly between the layers of clothing, which were generally baggy trousers, loose tunics, and even clerical garments, which were wide dark-colored robes with elaborate embroidery of the world's dominant religion. He paused for a few seconds contemplating the Western clergy's clothes, his gaze was calm and he showed no agitation in his face, so quietly he rummaged through the chest for a few minutes until he found a silver mirror, of course, it wasn't like cheap mirrors and more of the modern world.

 The small mirror was in a frame rich with details and some precious jewels, the frame was gold and the smooth surface of the mirror was all silver. Then he went to the window and opened the curtains letting the sunlight penetrate into the gloomy room, so he can finally see his reflection in the mirror. There he saw his reflection, which was a reflection of a stranger in his eyes, but that didn't shake him, after all, he had already recovered all his new memories and found that he had died suddenly in his past life, now he was reincarnated into a new body.

 On the silver surface was the image of a young man with short red hair, a very old-fashioned cuticle-shaped hairstyle, beautiful blue eyes that were as shimmering and somber as the night sky, his pink lips looked like two petals of fresh flowers, his face seemed gently carved like an angel and his teeth were clear and straight. Clearly, this wasn't the image that Lee Fei had until a few hours ago when he was reading his new book, there was no longer the golden tone on his skin, nor his black hair and his oriental features, which he greatly appreciated. 

 His reflection in the mirror only confirmed what he already knew, he had passed away very young and reincarnated in another body, of course, it could also be that he only recovered the memories of his previous life and had been dead for years.

 "I even reincarnated as an extra character in the novel I was reading?" Lee Fei thought with a little resentment in his heart, after all, he had died, that at least he was the MC of this world!

 Of course, Lee Fei wasn't dissatisfied with his new appearance, which was similar to an angel, although he thought he had some rather childish and slightly feminine traits, especially the plump cheeks and small, delicate nose. He was a little proud because of his face that was as handsome as an angel, at the same time he felt regret because his face in the past life wasn't bad, the worst was his new body that was soft and flexible because his previous body was well worked and agile.

 However, the biggest surprise for Lee Fei was to feel peculiar energy circling gently in his body, he paused for a moment and thought of something, then snapped his fingers and at the tip of his fingers light and colorful energy glowed delicately. The young boy had a smile on his face as he watched this magical energy in his fingers, but soon the smile disappeared, because the situation wasn't very good, after all, Lee Fei reincarnated in the novel he was reading before he died, he remembered The situation in this world wasn't very well, especially, for young handsome men with angels faces and flexible bodies.

 Lee Fei clearly recalled that this novel was rather profound and interesting, addressing some issues such as acceptance of male homosexuality, **** among men (which shouldn't be ignored and shouldn't be ashamed to have suffered such abuse, but to face the reality of being a victim and to fight to never go through it again), about overcoming these traumas and how to move forward without having to take revenge. Summarizing it was a very good book with great teachings if you erase the parts of violence, rapes, demonic possessions, witchcraft, theft of children's souls, abortions, among other barbarities, which in the book carries deep meaning, but reincarnating in a world like this ... It really does look like some kind of nightmare! 

 Yes, Lee Fei reincarnated in a BL dark book, where sex was very pornographic and exciting, on the other hand, there was something sadistic about many of the characters in this book, it wasn't a good world to reincarnate. Human rights? Doesn't exist! Compassion ... It's just a dream! Good people ... as rare as the feather of a phoenix amid the feathers of the chickens! Fair laws? As illusory as a rainbow!
Lee Fei lowered the mirror and looked out of the window, where he could see a large courtyard and a little further afield he could see other buildings that looked like some kind of inn or dorm, but there was a nice building in the middle of all those buildings, there were to a fine road made of a cobblestone street, where bright green shrubs and trees, which were with their red leaves due to autumn, bordered this path. The most striking and beautiful building was the Temple of Matteo, which is also where the BL dark novel begins. 

"At least I'm not the villain of this world," though Lee Fei, consoling himself mentally, as he sighed in resignation for accepting the fact that he had reincarnated as an insignificant character in this BL dark novel. 

The villains of these darks books were the worst, being people without salvation, something like rapists, pedophiles ... Anyway, people who couldn't be forgiven or reformed! If Lee Fei had reincarnated as a villain in this story and had already done the barbarities with the MC, there would only be death and regret without end in this life, because as a villain like this could live in the same world of MC, even if he fled to the mountains the plot would kill him miserably in the future!

He looked at the item above the fireplace, there were sun and moon attached to a double ring, that was the symbol of the god of light, who is the god of the Enlightenment Religion of the Rising Sun Church, which is the predominant religion in the whole continent. 

"Besides being an unimportant character in history, I'm still a bishop ..." Lee Fei muttered a little resentfully. He wasn't religious in his past life since his parents died when he was only 15, he stopped believing in a divine entity. However, observing the symbol of the church he can't help but feel a shiver all over his body, it was now undeniable that Lee Fei had some fear and belief in the divine.

"But ... to be a bishop ... Isn't that too much?" Thought Lee Fei a little dejected, after all, to believe in the divine and to be part of the clergy of a church were very different things!

This novel is on the Scribble website now and in the user account Take_the_Moon on Qidian, the novel is under another title. Thanks for following up here.

Lee Fei has a photographic memory and was a librarian who loves reading all sorts of content, reading from bridge building books to adult content books (BL) to classic literature. Yes, this 27-year-old has no prejudice when it comes to books and knowledge.

One day, after buying a very suspicious but very interesting book, in an antique shop which was quite dark and had a mystical air, he hears a laugh in his mind and everything goes dark. When he opens his eyes again, he is in a completely different and very old world - similar to Feudal Europe - unfortunately, he was in the world of the book he was reading before "dying."

The book is titled Song of Darkness is a BL dark book that tells the story of a young novice who has been abused and who by an accident ends up trapped in an ancient and powerful demon. The young man is expelled and presumed dead by the church, with nowhere to go he and the devil begin their adventure.

Eventually, the demon falls in love with this former novice, of course, that in the end, the young boy has his revenge on the one who committed the greatest abuse in his past. Unfortunately, or fortunately, Lee Fei was not born as the MC of this book, but as a mafia character, or an extra character, he was born as Emery Darcy of Grand Duke Leon's powerful aristocratic family, who had connections with the royal family of Aurora.

As is a tradition in the medieval age, the first son is the heir, the second son will be a warrior and the third son goes to church, the other children are for marriage arrangements. Lee Fei was reborn as the third son and now found himself in the body of a young bishop following the exorcist's path, yes, this world had not only demons, there were also witches, wizards, mages, people with telekinetic powers, royal healers, exorcists, and summoners…

Emery Darcy had everything to be a successful exorcist, but the envy of many people causes Emery to fall into a trap and be expelled from the church and reneged by his family, and a few years later his family fell into ruin because of a “disease” that kills most men only by leaving children. So mean people steal everything from the Darcy Family, Emery, who though banished, was the only blood descendant who could take over the family, so these villains chased him until he sold him to a brothel to be a sex toy!

In this world that is similar to the dark ages except that supernatural things are really true, Lee Fei will try to escape the human traps, the seduction of demons and the dominant fallen angel who insists on following Lee Fei wherever he goes.
However the MC who was supposed to be a little lamb at the beginning of the novel starts acting strange and full of honey schemes for the young virgin Lee Fei, the demon who was supposed to be a jealous narcissist was now a Tsundere! And the fallen angel…

Lee Fei: Wait! There was no fallen angel in the original novel!

Fallen Angel: I just came to watch the show! Go on… I'm hoping you and MC get together and do that!*obscene gestures* But if the demon also participates, I'll want a part too! That tight part of you… *obscene gestures*

Lee Fei: Get out!

Fallen Angel: If no one wants you, I can sacrifice myself to do that! *obscene gestures* Hahahaha

Lee Fei: I just wanted a peaceful life! Where are these supernatural beings coming from who just want to throw my life into chaos ?!

Every day after that I ate the food Remi brought without complaints. I didn't want a repeat of what happened before to happen again... I felt so guilty and responsible for that poor woman. I step out of the shower and numbly get dressed in the large shirt.
He had told me to shower or there would be consequences... He left underwear and a large white shirt... lovely. But to be honest, I couldn't bring myself to put my old clothes back on... I had gotten pretty ripe... the clothes should be burned.
I look at the round harmless brush he left for me and sigh. He didn't even give me silverware to eat with and to be honest, it was a smart move on his part because I would have carved his eyes out with a damn spoon at this point.
Everything was within his control and I hated it...after brushing my hair and teeth I walk out into the room to find Remi sitting on the bed reading a book. I freeze as he lifts his head to look at me with his dark green eyes. His good looks were wasted on this psychopath... 
He shifts away but when I feel something behind me I spin to find him picking up my dirty clothes. The clothes quickly disintegrate leaving me confused. He could make things disappear? I step away from him as I back into the room.
I felt extremely bare in front of him with nothing but underwear and a large shirt. Technically, I had been in worse shape down in the tunnels but somehow it felt extremely uncomfortable now. Probably because I'm aware of his intentions now...
"I'm glad you're finally listening, Maya. Things are much better this way and I prefer you in my clothes." Remi says leaning against the bathroom door while looking me over. His clothes? I look down with a frown then back to Remi as he gives me a warm smile.
My frown grows as I step back again. He pushes off the door and walks towards me causing my heart to race in fear. When my back hits the cold bars on the door my heart nearly stops. He stops in front of me as he says "From now on you'll sleep in the bed I've made for you."
I sneer at him as I say "I prefer the floor." Remi's smile grows as he reaches out and places his hand on the wall next to the bars. He says something in another language while looking straight at me. I quickly glance at the walls as they begin to faintly glow.
Suddenly the temperature in the room drops causing me to shiver. He moves his hand over and grabs the bar beside my head. "It would be a shame if you were to catch a cold but I would love to take care of you if you do..." He reaches out with his other hand and gently touches my cheek.
I glare at him as the temperature continues to slowly drop. He suddenly pushes away and walks to the bed before pulling the covers back. He turns to me and says "I also plan to keep you company tonight but you don't have anything to worry about. I won't touch you unless you want me to..."
I scoff at him and his twisted logic. I walk back over to my corner and pull my knees to me. I pull the large shirt over them as I try to stay warm... Remi watching me with a smile as he unbuckles his pants. My heart frantically beats as I pull my legs closer to me.
He ignores me as he slips them off, leaving him in nothing but his black boxers. He grabs his shirt and takes it off as well. He takes his time crawling into the bed with the warm blankets as I grit my teeth... I see what he's doing.
I'd rather be a damn popsicle!! Remi pulls the book back to him as he makes himself comfortable under the warm fluffy looking covers. After an hour or so I'm shivering hard as I try to stay warm. Any time I look over to Remi he's seen reading his book, completely ignoring me. 
I glare at him as I envision all the ways I want to kill him. My teeth begin clattering as another wave of shivering runs through my body. I'm surprised I can't see my breath! Remi looks up at the sound and says "I know you're stubborn but this is just ridiculous, come to bed Maya." I curl my lip up at him as I flash him with my long canines. Maybe I'll just rip his throat out with my own damn teeth... 


Maya is not your typical hacker. Ten years ago, her only living family was killed in cold blood. The killers make her take the fall but after ten years in prison, she's become stronger. Now, she hunts the very monsters that hunt others. She's untraceable until she runs into Alec, the Underworld's notorious leader who doesn't seem to be quite human. Things aren't as they seem though, as Maya is pulled into a twisted fate. Maya now has to run from the Underworld boss who wants her as his own and a mysterious hacker who seems to have it out for her. What could possibly go wrong, right? 

EVERYTHING.



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Time had eroded the light yellow parchment. Not only were many of the handwritten words within blurred with age, the pages themselves stuck to each other as well. Several footnotes were stained with the trace of decay.

The book was written in form of ancient script, the worlds looping and distorted. It seemed like a three-year-old child could have written it better.

Xavier had hated reading and writing ever since kindergarten. With the ‘good fortune’ of a father with a doctorate in history, he’d had to understand various ancient writing styles since his youth. This specific script was a specialty of his, having been taught it seriously by his father.

Xavier managed to read the parts that were still legible.

"This is clearly a mythological story…" When he thought of his youth and how this storybook had accompanied him in his childhood, a faint smile arose on Xavier’s face.

"The Snake Dowager ruled the entire Shadow World, and her descendents could later be found throughout the vicinity of Sanal. They possessed great power and defeated the homo sapiens, the Elias and other ancient creatures. Finally, they occupied the entire star continent."

"The Allsnake’s heirs were called ‘blood descendants’ and grasped the shadows, able to talk to all species of snakes. The blood descendants divided the continent into 15 kingdoms, crowning the most pure-blooded of them as their monarch…"

"They wrote this like it actually happened." Young Xavier continued to flip the pages. Most of the book’s latter pages were spent describing the beauty of the Snake Dowager and her power. There was also rich descriptions of the Shadow World under her rule. Just as he had arrived at the latter half of the book, information appeared that made Xavier’s eyes light up.

"When the giant serpent’s final glorious empire fell, their ancestor’s bloodline mixed with other tribes. Theoretically, all creatures who possess the bloodline of the giant serpent can go through a period of cultivation and trigger their unique bloodline power…"

Xavier’s finger traced a datura flower bud, his fingertips stroking the uneven surface. This complicated craftsmanship definitely required skill, and was not something that was made for fun.

If one looked at it carefully, they could see many complex black runes on the flower. Still, about half had been worn away by time.

After the symbol was a bunch of meandering descriptions of training techniques. They suggested things like mixing together the blood of bats and lizards, smearing it under the nose to increase one’s chances of entering a meditative state.

‘This is what caused me to make such a huge fool of myself in kindergarten…’ Xavier’s face twitched a little. In his view, this book’s techniques were extremely childish. It seemed to have come from the primitive tribes who liked to prank people.

‘Even if it’s fake, they should have made it a little more realistic. Everybody knows that there is nothing like soul force or a weave. It’s impossible to harness these abilities to use magic…’ Xavier speechlessly turned over the pages until he reached the very end.

The handwriting here was rather new and was clearly added later. It was written in a modern language and didn’t seem to be difficult at all.

This first part of this new content seemed to be a self-introduction of someone known as Chanal. The main idea was that he was from the same tribe as the original author, but his ancestor’s records were far too absurd. He did not believe in the descriptions of his world travel as well.

However at the every end, Chanal had added something else. Reportedly, it was a complete military technique from his own tribe. It was originally meant to be used by cultivators.

"This looks a little more sincere— So it’s called Snakebite Fist?"

Xavier flipped over the pictures at the very end and discovered several unusually realistic figures of a human body. It was rather genuine in its complexity, and its content looked very similar to other high-level biology diagrams.

From his recent martial arts experiences, this physical training didn’t look as if it was just some crazy nonsense.

Soul energy and this weave had caused the humans of the Shadow World to acknowledge several extraordinarily powerful existence. It had aroused a popular craze in martial arts and extra-sensory perception. Sadly, this fad was soon found to be full of liars.

Apart from soul energy and the weave, extrasensory perception seemed to have disappeared from this world entirely.

After some half-baked consideration, Xavier had wasted a considerable sum of money to enter and train in a high-ranked martial arts school. Unfortunately, the only benefit it gave him was the strengthening of his muscles.

After all, those true inheritances had been tenaciously hidden away by the military instructors. Those without enough power and money would not receive proper instruction and become true brothers in training. It was unfortunate that although Xavier’s family was a little wealthier than others, they were not infinitely more opulent.

Primarily based on his intellect and good relationship with his martial instructors and apprentice brothers, Xavier had learnt several genuine things.

‘According to the teachings of the red-nosed military instructor, rank 0 to rank 2 spells are completely unable to harm experts with truly powerful cultivation techniques. Perhaps… Before the command is given, they could completely break off the wrist of ‘Swift’ that you prepared…’

Xavier looked at the resources on the Snakebite Fist and discovered that the written account was very detailed and reliable. From the most basic breathing techniques to the attacks and defensive techniques, there were also records of the necessary drug ingredients that were required for the cultivation. It could clearly be seen that Chanal was a very meticulous person at heart.

‘I fulfill all the basic requirements, so next is to buy these ingredients and make some training equipment…’ Xavier’s eyes seemed to burn with fervour, ‘Seems like I found something good when I was young. Shall I give it a go?’

"Wait, didn’t I plan to remain an ordinary man. What’s the point of these fighting techniques?"

Xavier suddenly thought of his old military instructor’s advice, "Those with real power these days are the strong mechanics who grasp several high-ranked spells. Researchers in psi energy who’ve graduated from famous universities are also strong, especially those with doctorates. Fighters have no chance of resisting their high-ranked spells…"

Xavier clearly recalled the desolate look in his instructor’s eyes.

"Yes, as long as one has enough money, they can easily download and use low-ranked spells. It’s not impossible to obtain mid-ranked spells either. Those martial artists who train their bodies and use martial arts to cultivate themselves are all fools. So why am I still considering it? I should hurry up and pass the entrance exam for the high-ranked mechanic permit and obtain the authority to use mid-ranked spells. Then, even the world’s top 500 companies will fight for me…"

Xavier sighed and shoved the voluminous book back into its original location. There was a trace of regret in his heart that, try as he might, he was unable to completely suppress…

Once the youth left and the door clicked shut behind him, the room was plunged into darkness. Leylin’s figure appeared suddenly, stepping across limitless space to arrive directly inside.

The bookshelf was opened up, and the large book was wrapped in a faint light that delivered it to Leylin’s hands. Page after page turned rapidly, until Leylin stopped at the symbol of the black datura flower bud.

"The Allsnake descendants’ inheritance? It seems like history’s hurt it a lot…" Given Leylin’s knowledge and experience, a single touch told him this book was written 1257 years ago. The author was an extraordinary expert, about equal in power to a rank 2 or rank 3 Magus.

It was only that the expert had received an incomplete form of the inheritance. With the passage of time, it had been reduced to this dilapidated state.

"According to the book’s meditation techniques, it’s still possible to cultivate extraordinary power. However, the chance of becoming a monster is even greater…

"The martial techniques at the end, however, abandon meditation techniques and spiritual energy. They’re rather suitable to this world’s laws. Perhaps it’s possible to cultivate something using it…"

Leylin vaguely gave his opinion before tossing the book back to its place in the bookshelf. As he was now, he was far too lazy to read this sort of thing. He instead turned his attention to the spines of the many black books that looked like a wave.

"A historian’s study… It should be enough for me to know how the world has changed," Leylin’s eyes were fixed on the upper right hand corner of the bookshelf, where a voluminous book lay. The A.I. Chip’s light scanned across it at lightning speed.

It was most likely the history of this specific family, This scholar had preserved a great deal of his material books, which made Leylin feel pleasantly surprised.

Although he could access many powerful safety nets and even the Shadow Weave itself to obtain all he needed, it was difficult to avoid leaving traces behind that way. If it was discovered by the Mistress of the Night, he would face a difficult situation. Compared to that, even if this primitive method of collecting information was more tedious it could completely avoid Shar’s detection.

The bookshelf showed that the teenager’s father was quite meticulous. It was laid neatly in order, sorted by dates.

The bottommost section contained ancient myths and stories of bards, which seemed like the owner did not care very much for. In the middle were a stack of history books. Some of them even had their pages threaded by strings, old enough to be sold as antiques. On the uppermost portion was modern history, and the brand new covers gave off a glossy look. It was evident that these books had been picked up the most by the owner.

The history and changes of the Shadow World soon lay bare for Leylin’s perusal.

Leylin is transported from an advanced technological era into a medieval world— except there’s magic. Equipped with only his quick wits and an A.I. chip fused to his soul, he sets out to become the most powerful magus the world has ever known. In a land divided into the Light and Dark Magi, the weak can either be cattle or disposable slaves. Only the strong can determine their lives, and only they have the luxury for virtue. Yet strength is only a tool for Leylin, like any other. His goal, in the end, is his own.

Translator’s desc:
What happens when a scientist from a futuristic world reincarnates in a World of Magic and Knights?

An awesome MC — that’s what happens!

A scientist’s goal is to explore the secrets of the universe, and this is exactly what Leylin sets out to do when he is reincarnated. Dark, cold and calculating, he makes use of all his resources as he sets off on his adventures to meet his goal.

Face? Who needs that… Hmmm… that guy seems too powerful for me to take on now… I better keep a low profile for now.

You want me to help you? Sure… but what benefit can I get out of it? Nothing? Bye. 

Hmmm… that guy looks like he might cause me problems in the future. Should I let him off for now and let him grow into someone that can threaten me….. Nahhh. *kill*

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