::: WARNING ---  Will have some FOUL LANGUAGE/CURSING, BULLYING,  and some VIOLENCE :::
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About::
This story is about a young girl who loved stories. Growing up, her mother had always told her stories nearly every night. Before she died, Melissa's mother gave her a book of fairytales, which contained beautiful pictures of the stories they told. Melissa loved the book and its stories. As it was the last thing her mother had given her, she treasured the book greatly, it being the most precious object in her possession. 
Due to constantly bullying, which also resulted in the ripping of the book and her death, Melissa could not move on to the next life. Filled with rage  and resentment with her past treatment towards her book and herself, Melissa cursed the ones who tormented her, cursed them to experience the fairytales from her book, but with a sinister twist.

Short stories about fairy tales that come from my country

After reaching LV20, Ling Chen's total battle power had been greatly increased by Xiao Hui's "Holy Spirit's Gift". Moreover, his strongest skill [Soul Sacrifice] had reached the max level! Once the max level Soul Sacrifice was activated, his Physical Attack Power and Magic Attack Power would be five times his normal attack- this was simply astounding.
The max level Soul Sacrifice also gave him a new skill- the evolved skill, [Soul Demise]!
[Soul Demise]: Current level: LV3, Highest level: LV30, SP required to upgrade to LV4: 100,000. A skill that can destroy souls created from one's powerful spirit as the foundation and support. Using Soul Demise will directly attack the target's soul. Single target attack, can be activated using both hands or through any weapon. An unseen force attacks the target's soul, ignoring level, grade, Defence, Absolute Defence, and takes away 3% of the target's HP and MP. This attack has Absolute Hit, and has a 0.3% chance to instant killing the target, ignoring level, grade and instant-death resistance. Costs 1 MP, can only be used three times per day. Cannot be used on the same target within 12 hours.
Ling Chen: "⊙o⊙)!!"
This was… a skill that completely ignored defence, and took away a certain amount of HP and MP from the target. There was even a possibility of instantly killing the target!!
Ignoring level, grade and Absolute Defence… that meant even though he was still incredibly weak, he could still take away 3% of a Saint Destroyer Beast's HP instantly. Moreover, there would even be a 0.3% chance of instantly killing a Saint Destroyer Beast!
Soul Demise… what an overpowered skill!!
Soul Demise's highest level was LV30. Given the current scaling with its level, that meant that at max level, it would be able to instantly take away 30% of the target's HP and MP, as well as have a 3% chance of instantly killing the target!
Ling Chen's heart began to thump. Back when he had received Soul Sacrifice, he had been completely shocked, and almost couldn't believe that such a terrifying skill existed. This Soul Demise was much, much scarier than Soul Sacrifice. When facing weaker opponents, its effects were almost negligible. However, when facing stronger opponents, especially those that were overpoweringly stronger, this skill gave Ling Chen an incredible amount of hope!
Right now, Soul Demise was only LV3, so the 0.3% chance of instantly killing the target was not too useful.
The more powerful a skill, the more difficult it would be to level it up. Seeing the required amount of SP to level up Soul Demise to LV4, Ling Chen exhaled slowly. Levelling to LV4 required a whole 100,000 SP… if he wanted to level up this skill to LV30, he would need an astronomical amount of SP. However, he was sure that spending that much SP to get Soul Demise to its max level would definitely be worth it.
After all of his skills had levelled up, the amount of SP required to level them up again was simply ridiculous. After all, most of his skills were much stronger than normal skills, and he had the "Heaven's Jealousy" debuff. Seeing the SP required for each of the skills, Ling Chen could only sigh. What he wanted most right now was to level up to LV40- that way, Xiao Hui's "Holy Spirit's Gift" would be levelled up to LV3, and all of his skills would be levelled up once again.
After sighing for a while, he let the girls know that he had reached LV20 through the guild channel, then continued to travel south. For the next period of time, he would be continuously heading south without stopping to train. As each day passed, Xi Ling was running out of time.
Vermillion Bird City… I must reach there quickly!
Another five days went by.
During those five days, Ling Chen spent all of his time travelling south. When encountering any monsters, he would casually wipe them out, see what Xiao Hui refined from their corpses, and continue moving. After passing by a small stream, Ling Chen took out his map, and checked where he was. This area was marked with light green… this colour meant that this area was very safe. There would rarely be any monsters in such places, much less strong monsters.
Ling Chen looked into the distance, and saw a gigantic forest, and the ground was covered in lush green grass. The leaves of the trees were all jade-green, and the air was incredibly refreshing and vitalising. Ling Chen breathed deeply and looked at the name of this forest.
Fairy Forest. Next to this name, there was a fairly long description.
[Fairy Forest]: A vast forest that, under the protection of Nature, has never been polluted or experienced any warfare before. The most beautiful and pure race of the Forgotten Continent reside here- the Fairy Clan. Legends say that this was where the Fairy Clan originated. The Fairies are beautiful, kind, diligent, courageous and peaceful. They despise uncleanliness and warfare. Fairies are born with the power of nature, and are excellent Archers and Priests from birth. They use the power given to them by Nature to protect themselves and the peace of the Forgotten Continent. Fairies originally lived all throughout the Forgotten Continent, in closeness with humans. However, because the humans often engaged in warfare and selfish killing, resulting in countless deaths, they decided to distance themselves from humans, and reside in the Fairy Forest. The Fairy Forest is covered by a Bewildering Formation, which makes it almost impossible for outsiders to discover the Fairy Clan.
There was also a note:
"Over the years, I've tried many times to enter the legendary 'Fairy Realm'. However, I've never been able to find even a sliver of a clue, which is very disappointing. It's probably because of the Bewildering Formation that I am never able to find my way to the Fairies. However, I am completely certain that the Fairies do live in the Fairy Forest."
"Eh? Fairy Clan?" Ling Chen looked at the forest in front of him again. Back at the Novice Village, the Village Chief had mentioned the Fairy Clan. Apparently Fairies were creatures birthed by Nature, and were the purest creatures in the entire world. The Fairy Clan was not a very large clan, and their reproducing ability was quite low. Ling Chen also remembered that he had heard about the Fairy Clan at the Lonely Spirit Ridge as well- apparently the Moon God Clan, Golden Crow and the Fairy Clan had joined forces in vanquishing the Demon Beast Clan. However, the battle resulted in the Fairy Clan suffering heavy losses, causing their clan to go on the decline.
This map was drawn by Qian Gun Gun. Although he had travelled across nearly every inch of the Forgotten Continent, he was still unable to find any clue as to how to enter the Fairy Forest. It seemed impossible that anyone else could possibly enter it either. Only by completely separating themselves from the rest of the world could they enjoy true peace. Other creatures, whether they were humans, beasts, demons… they were all intrinsically selfish and greedy. The Fairies were willing to help them and become closer with them, but what the received in return every time was simply cruelty and ill-will. After experiencing this many, many times, the Fairies decided to separate themselves from the world… this was completely understandable and expected.
Although Ling Chen was curious, he was not that interested in the Fairy Clan. Ling Chen closed his map, and spurred the Cloud Stepping Mare onwards. Since there was no danger ahead, he could relax and travel at full speed.
The boundary of the Fairy Forest had many colourful flowers and grasses, as well as dancing butterflies, creating an extraordinarily beautiful scene. On his journey, he had passed through many forests, but none could compare to this one. It was as if he had entered some mystical realm.
"So beautiful…" Even Leng'Er couldn't help but gasp in amazement. She hugged the doll in her arms, and pointed it forwards, "Look… so beautiful…"
This entire time, Leng'Er had been listening to Ling Chen tell her stories, as well as talking with Ling Chen. Leng'Er's ability to speak had improved markedly. Although she still had difficulty talking sometimes, it was not as severe as before. After staring at her surroundings for a while, she stretched out her hands and pulled on Ling Chen's clothes, "Master, can… you tell me a story?"
A bead of cold sweat trickled down Ling Chen's forehead. These days, he had adamantly refused to take the initiative to tell Leng'Er stories. What he feared most was Leng'Er asking him to tell her stories.
Ling Chen, unable to refuse, could only reply bitterly, "What does Leng'Er want to listen to?"
"Snow White!" Leng'Er immediately replied.
"..." If he remembered correctly, he had already told Leng'Er Snow White's story seven times. This would be the eighth time. After hearing it so many times, Leng'Er could probably tell him the story word for word, and yet she still liked to hear it so much.
Girls were indeed very hard to understand… Ling Chen sighed inwardly, and started to tell the story, "Once upon a time, there was a girl called Snow White. She had an evil step-mother, who was a witch…"
"No, it's… queen, queen…" Leng'Er softly protested.
"Oh, right, it's queen. The queen was envious of Snow White's beauty, so she wanted to kill her, and became a witch…"
Leng'Er loved to listen to stories, and would beg Ling Chen to tell her stories every day. She would only be satisfied after listening to five or so stories.
After telling her the Nth story of the day, Ling Chen was starting to have a headache. It had been about an hour since he found out that he was in the Fairy Forest, and with Xiao Hui guiding the way, he didn't have to worry about getting lost.


1126 A.D.
Cambria

You've heard the stories Cinderella, Snow White, The Princess and the Pea, and stories with many other fairy tale princesses. But this is the story of Raine, Princess of the Magical Forest in the land of Cambria, and how she became a real girl ... well, almost.
At one time, fairies were tiny creatures, hardly ever seen by humans, and would go easily unnoticed. In fact, they were often mistaken as butterflies in the land of Cambria. But upon closer examination, one could see that they weren't butterflies at all, but beautiful ladies and handsome gentlemen with lovely wings of many colors. Some had wings of white, others of red, blue, and green ... just about every color of the rainbow was represented within the fairy community. But Raine's wings were special; different from all other fairies. They shone iridescent in the sunlight, appearing in soft shades of pink at times and pale purple at other times, depending upon her mood. Her wings complemented her golden blonde hair, and iridescent fairy dust brushed across her pale cheeks. She was the royal princess, and her wings were special ... almost as special as she.
Raine loved spending her time in the forest, hidden by man. Long ago in Cambria, before Raine's time, men had captured fairies and forced them to use their magical abilities for their own selfish needs or wants. So, the fairies took to the Magical Forest and made their home there, safe and secure, hidden from the prying eyes of man.
Most fairies were afraid of humans-having heard the stories of their cruelty over the years-and stayed hidden deep in the forest. Sometimes, a human or two would catch a fleeting glimpse of what they thought to be a fairy, but the magical creature would fly off quickly, leaving the human to wonder if they had really seen a fairy or if their eyes were playing tricks on them. Usually, the humans vowed to have their eyes checked and then journeyed on their way, no more the wiser of what lay hidden in the depths of the Magical Forest.
But Raine wasn't like other fairies; she was curious.
Every day, Raine used her beautiful iridescent wings to fly through the forest. She flew through the buttercups and high into the air under the trees, then back down, skimming the tops of the tall, lush grass. She was also a friend to the animals, taking rides on the backs of rabbits and hummingbirds as she pleased. They never seemed to mind.
On her sixteenth birthday, she was flying through the forest when a loud rustling of leaves rushed to her ears, signaling to her that something huge was walking her way. She hid behind a tree and listened. It wasn't a bear, as it wasn't walking on four legs, and it was much too heavy footed to be a deer. As she listened, the beast drew near.
With all of her might, she summoned her courage and peeked around the tree to see what the monstrous thing was that made such great noise, causing all of the animals in the forest to scurry away. But when she looked around the edge of the tree, she gasped ... for walking through the Magical Forest was a man.
Of course, she thought to herself. It made sense. Only humans made the animals of the forest hide. Only humans left destruction in their wake. She remembered the stories that her father, Adair, King of the Magical Forest, had told her in her youth. Stories of man enslaving fairies and using their magic for their own selfish wants and desires. Stories of man destroying the forest, selfishly cutting down trees to make strange cottages when the caves provided perfectly good shelter. Stories of man killing animals for food. Stories of fires left carelessly unattended ...
Raine was about to fly back to her father's kingdom, but something stopped her. As she watched the human, all the stories that she had heard about them didn't seem to fit. There was something about his broad, muscular chest and short-cropped blond hair that fell lazily across his forehead, his tanned skin, and gentle nature that made her take pause. He appeared to be about her age, a teenager, and very handsome. In fact, he was the best-looking human she'd ever seen, even though he was the only human that she had seen.
He paced through the forest, mumbling to himself ... something about horses and becoming a knight, whatever that was. Listening to him talk, she suspected that a knight must be a warrior, like her father's castle guards. In her kingdom, it was an extreme honor to be chosen for the position. Raine wondered if that was what this human wanted to be ... a warrior.
Suddenly, the human looked her way, as if sensing her presence, and she quickly darted under a nearby lily. It was springtime in Cambria, and the wildflowers were blooming and lovely. The lad scrunched up his eyebrows and squinted, trying to get a closer look. For a moment, Raine wondered what he might think if he saw her. Would he think her a horrible insect and swat her away? Squash her underfoot, maybe? Raine peeked at the young man. He was muscled, but he also seemed gentle ... not at all like the stories that she had often heard of humans.
"Ah ... it was probably just a butterfly," he said to himself as he walked out of the Magical Forest, leaving Raine behind, none the wiser of her world.
Raine's heart sank. She was right. He had thought that she was just another butterfly ... an insect to be crushed underfoot. With a heavy sigh, she pushed the thought of the strange human boy aside and headed home to her castle. But as she flew away, she wondered who the human was and if she would ever see him again.



Theresa Oliver is an author of clean contemporary romance, clean historical romance, young adult, middle grades, and children's picture books. Theresa is the author of the Christmas Cove series, the Whiskey River Brides series with Hot Tree Publishing, and much more. She lives in Florida with her husband, children, a persnickety cat, and a very bossy dog.

Tiny or tall, brave or small—it is the size of our hearts that matter at all …

Legend tells that deep in the Land of Cambria, in the heart of the Magical Forest, a tiny race of enchanted beings, no bigger than a butterfly, still call the forest their home. Hidden away from the prying eyes of humans, these magical fairies keep their magic a secret from those who would use it for evil. Yet after thousands of years in hiding, the secret of the fairies is about to come out…

For young Raine, being a princess of the Magical Forest means duty before desire, and her fate to marry a fairy of her father’s choosing becomes a bit more complicated when she accidentally falls for Bryce—a human. In a desperate plea to be with the man she loves, Raine seeks the aid of Vitra, the Dragon Queen of the Dark Forest, in order to become a human and catch Bryce’s eye.

Blinded by true love and guided by destiny, Raine’s journey will jeopardize those she is sworn to protect and leave the fate of the Magical Forest to the evil forces at play. Can she save her kingdom from darkness? Or will she give up her heart’s true desire in order to realize her destiny?

Before getting off work.

Zhao Guozhou called Zhang Ye into his office, "Little Zhang, now that it's just the two of us, I want to have a nice chat with you." He said earnestly, "You were brought in by me. The facts have proven that I was not wrong. Your ability has been acknowledged by everyone. You have also gained the recognition of the listeners. However, humans are not lone individuals in this society. You need to eat, you need to survive, you need to cater to others, you need to be tactful. The station had planned the case regarding "Ghost Blows Out the Light" for a very long time. It had even established a special small planning team for it. Just because of one simple word from you of not selling, all the plans the station’s management had gone up into smoke. How could the station not be angry about this? Me suppressing you a bit this time was beyond my control. Do you understand what I mean?"

"I understand." Zhang Ye said with a deadpan expression.

"That's good, then about the copyright..." Zhao Guozhou persuaded.

Zhang Ye said without hesitation, "Not selling."

Zhao Guozhou turned mad again, "You really can't give me peace of mind!"

Zhang Ye also said his heartfelt feelings, "Director Zhao, I know you greatly appreciated me. Back then it was you who took me in despite my looks. For this favor, I'll remember you for life. I know the station is repressing me, so it's fine no matter how you treat me. However, about the copyright, I will say that same line forever - not selling!"

"You are willing to not go on a segment in the future?" Zhao Guozhou asked as he worried over his talent.

Zhang Ye said, "I still have a segment now. I will pull it up!"

Zhao Guozhou knocked on the form on his table, "The afternoon listenership rates have been handed out. Although it will only be announced tomorrow, I shall take this opportunity to tell you that ‘Old and Young Story Club’ is still in last place. This segment cannot be pulled up. It's useless, no matter who it is. Your talent should be placed on a bigger stage, but why are you so stubborn? You...Hai, forget it. Go back."

Lining the bottom once again?

Really can't be pulled up?

Zhang Ye refused to believe that it was so. If two episodes weren't enough, he would record a third. If the third recording wasn't enough, he would record a fourth. He still had three days’ time. It was still possible for him to turn the situation around!

...

The sky still was bright, even after he returned home.

The rental apartment was quiet and lonely. It was like his current situation.

Zhang Ye switched on the computer as he absent-mindedly read the news. After some analysis, he realized that the reason why the ratings had not been pulled up was not the fault of the story. How could "Snow White" and "The Emperor's New Clothes" have a problem? They were the classic fairy tales out of the classics fairy tales from his world. The reason was apparently due to inertia. There were not that many people listening to this segment. New listeners were already completely disappointed with the present fairy tales, or they were sick of them. There was no habit to even listen in. There would not be any fresh blood being injected, so it would only be odd if the listenership rates could be high!

How was he to attract new listeners?

He felt that he needed an opportunity; otherwise, it would be very difficult!

Zhang Ye left his mouse as he switched on television, planning to watch the News Channel. As someone working in the media industry, watching the news was part and parcel of one's daily work.

"Today, another heinous case of a missing child happened in the capital. In a small district near to Cheng Nan Jia Yuan, four-year-old Wen Wen was left alone at home with his parents at work. According to police investigations and analysis of closed-circuit TV footage, Wen Wen had opened the door to a male stranger around the age of 35. It is unknown what method this person used to gain Wen Wen's trust. Not only did he bring away Wen Wen, he had taken several valuables in the house. According to the closed-circuit TV footage, Wen Wen apparently was not crying. Currently, the police are using all their efforts to take in criminal suspects. This is the picture of the suspect taken from the closed-circuit TV. If anyone sees this suspect, please immediately contact the number shown on your screen!" The Central TV's News Channel's female anchorwoman said solemnly with a tinge of anger.

Next were street and school interviews.

A woman holding a vegetable basket said to the reporter, "This is already the fourth time a child has been abducted from home this month, right? It's so depraved! These people should be shot to death!"

An old man said, "Why do these sort of things keep happening? Why would a child open the door to a stranger? I think it's a problem with our education!"

At a particular kindergarten, the reporter interviewed at a promotional event held in the school. There were many people gathered in the school field. There were teachers, older students and parents.

"Little friends, remember that when you are alone at home, you must never open the door to strangers. Did you hear that?"

"Heard that!"

"Can you remember?"

"Yes!"

The screen switched back to the studio. The female anchor said, "Actually, the instructions of never to open the door to a stranger has been repeated countless numbers of times in the children education system. All the children know this, but when they meet strangers who claim to be "Mommy's" or "Daddy's" colleague, they will still open the door. This is the fourth time that it has happened this month. I do not know what has gone wrong in our education system. 

Maybe we should use a teaching method more suitable for children to tell them this. It should not be something repeated to them in a dogmatic manner. Children have their children's way of thinking and their own world. The way we indoctrinate them with ideas might not be something they can understand. Hence, a week ago, Beijing's Education Ministry has led the way by organizing the historically largest fairy tale essay competition event. The name is "Fairy Tale Essays Collection for Not Opening the Door to Strangers", The goal is to use these fairy tales to caution children in a fun and educative manner, so as to let children genuinely realize how to protect themselves."

Fairy Tale Essays Collection?

Zhang Ye immediately had a feeling. Here came an opportunity!

But the next thing the female anchor said made him disappointed, "Submissions began last week and the deadline is at midnight, tonight. During this period, the education ministry has allowed people to vote as a fair way to choose the number one story. From that, kindergarten and elementary schools or other child care groups will receive large-scale promotions!"

It was already 7+ P.M.!

There was less than five hours left?

Zhang Ye switched off the television and hurriedly opened the Beijing's Education Ministry's specially created essay website. There were many publicity pictures on it. They were filled with pictures of children that had gone missing in Beijing. Their smiling faces, their pictures of their lives and the crying expressions of the parents whose children had gone missing. There was only one slogan: Please use your words to help children. Upon seeing this, Zhang Ye's heart felt heavy, as if he felt suffocated. He was planning to look for an opportunity to improve the segment's ratings. But upon seeing that the deadline was at midnight, Zhang Ye knew that it was impossible. Others had accumulated a full week of votes, so how could he exceed them within just a few hours? However, when he followed the stories of how children were abducted, Zhang Ye felt that he had to write something. It had nothing to do with his segment, nor did it have to do with anything else. He just wanted to contribute a portion of his strength!

So what if he did not succeed?

It was enough, as long as he did something!

...

As this matter caused quite a commotion in society, people on the streets, in public transport, on the internet and those interacting with online media were all reflecting and discussing about it. It could be considered a hot topic amongst all the citizens. Anything that was child-related would forever be something that grabbed the hearts of people. Hence, this continuous outbreak of heinous crimes had caused great concern for society. As such, this fairy tale essay competition had become abnormally well-received. Many people published their stories.

The most famous one was by Tao Xueru, the highest-paid female children's fairy tale author in the country. 

Secondly, there was Little Red Mushroom. It was a stage name. She, too, was a female children's fairy tale author. The sales of her books were inferior to Tao Xueru, but the most famous fairy tale in the country was hers.

The both of them were practically propping up about half of the children's fairy tale industry in the country.

There were other children's literature authors. Many authors of fairy tales that people were familiar with when they were young had submitted their stories to the essay competition.

The ranking was as follows.

Little Red Mushroom: 28,018 votes.

Tao Xueru: 24,311 votes.

Old Lee: 17,223 votes.

Zhang Qiang: 16,976 votes.

For the story competition, the authors who submitted their works would show their verified status. For example, Little Red Mushroom and company all had their verified status. Zhang Qiang, who was ranked at fourth place, was a children's literature author. Only Old Lee, who was in third place, was not in the industry. In his verification status, there was written "Office Employee".

Zhang Ye flipped through the stories. Ever since the world changed into a different world, Zhang Ye always had a feeling of looking down upon others. However, when he looked at the top ranking stories, he was quite impressed. They were worthy of being the top figures in the field of children's literature. They were well written, especially Little Red Mushroom's children story that was ranked first. Even if it was brought to Zhang Ye's world, it was a high-quality fairy tale that could be remade into an animation.

However, it was still lacking slightly. It was not that the story was poor, but it was because the story was slightly complex. After all, the target audience of a fairy tale to warn children not to open a door to a stranger was definitely very young. One could not expect them to understand things that were too complicated. Little Red Mushroom's story was 8,000 thousand words long. So although it was really good, there were too many characters. Zhang Ye suspected that children would not be able to finish reading it properly.

The further he went down the ranks, the more horrible the stories became.

Ignoring those who were not professional authors, some of those with verification statuses were children's literature authors. How could they write such a mess? These stories all had a serious problem. Either they were so childish that even children themselves would find it childish, or they were too mature, where the entire story was written according to an adult's way of thinking. How could these be shown to children?

None of them could work!

All of the stories were inappropriate!

Zhang Ye pulled up his sleeves and got to work. He felt that he had a story that was extremely appropriate. It was also a story gathered out of the overall essence from his world. It would be perfect if used in this essay competition. There was no other story that was better than that one.

Zhang Ye first used his Weibo's information to gain the recognition on the education website. After obtaining his verification, Zhang Ye began typing. He clacked away before uploading it!

The story's name: "Little Bunnies Be Good".

Mommy Bunny had three children. One was called Little Red Eyes, one was called Long Ears, and one was called Stumpy Tail.

One day, Mommy Bunny said to her children, "Mommy is going to the fields to pick carrots. Watch the house and close the door. Don't open the door to anyone; open the door only when Mommy comes."

Mommy Bunny carried her basket and walked towards the fields. The Little Bunnies remembered Mommy's words and locked the door well.

Later on, the Big Bad Wolf came. He wanted to enter the Little Bunnies' house, but the door was tightly closed by the Little Bunnies, so he could not enter!

The Big Bad Wolf sat by the Little Bunnies' door. He narrowed his eyes and thought of a bad idea. Suddenly, he saw Mommy Bunny return. He quickly ran and hid behind a large tree.

Mommy Bunny came to the door. She pushed the door but the door was tightly closed. As she knocked, she sang, "Little Bunnies be good; open the door! Come, open it quickly; I want to come in."


Zhang Ye was originally a mundane college graduate with aspiring dreams to become a star, but unfortunately has below average looks and height. However one day, he woke up and suddenly found himself in a parallel world! 
It’s like the same world, but wait a minute…many brands, celebrities and even famous works from his world changed and are gone in this new world! Armed with the profound literary knowledge of his previous world and a heaven-defying Game Ring that gives him magical items, stats and skills, Zhang Ye embarks on a journey to pursue his life-long dream of becoming famous!
Follow Zhang Ye as he takes the new world by storm, one plagiarized piece at a time, to hilarious reactions!

Copyright: 
All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the publisher except for the use of brief quotations in a book review.

Explained simply -> Do not copy.

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Description/Summary:

"But these aren't regular fairy tales, Alex. They don't end on happily ever after. There's more to the story than that." 

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Having a physco for a grandmother wasn't really on Alexandra Parker's wish list. Well, now that she thought about it, a lot that has happened wasn't on her wish list. Forced to move schools, realized all her friends were fake, and broke up with her boyfriend all in the span of two short weeks. 

What makes it even worse is that the neighborhood, or should she say forest, she moved to is quite strange. There's glittering castles, deep dark forests, and Alex swears she caught a glimpse of a spinning wheel once. 

And a "royal announcement" went out yesterday explaining that the prince was on a search for a missing girl he fell in love with at a ball. 

Sooner rather than later, Alex regains the truth about this mysterious land.

And they need her help. 

But stories can be a little twisted. 

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Author's Note: 
I think I need to start this off by saying, my apologies for creating a book, then deleting it, and creating a book, then deleting it, and the cycle continues. I am sorry for that, and I SWEAR to you that this one I WILL finish. Even I have to force myself to do it. 

So, for this one, I have turned my attention to fairy tales. Stories we heard when we were younger, stories we are all familiar with. And if you're not? That's okay too! 

I thought to myself, why have one fairy tale, when you can have them all? Make them combine, but instead of happily ever after, it turns into a chaotic jumble with messed up fairy tales.

And then, I preceded to write this book because I was excited to ruin childhood stories. 

So, I thank you for reading my book, and I hope it is as enjoyable to read as it was to write!

- Emmy 


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Update Schedule: 
I do not have an official update schedule. From my experiences in the past, I have discovered it stresses me out, and forces me to write faster. This may sound like a good thing, but trust me, it's quite the opposite. If I'm rushed during my writing process, my story will either come out with too much detail or too little. It also won't make sense and will be hard to read and understand. 

Due to this, I have no update schedule. My chapters are randomly posted since I work on writing in my free time. Some may come out days after others, and some may come weeks after. 

My apologies if this causes issues for anyone who reads my book. Unfortunately, it's the best I can do for now.  

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Title and Cover: 
The cover - The cover for this book is temporary. I have no skills in art, and as soon as I write enough chapters, I'll have one of my friends, or someone else, make a cover for me. I may even do a mini contest, and one of my fellow readers can make something for me. 

The title - I'm not as certain on this, but it may be temporary as well. It depends on if I can find a better name for the book.  

If you have any ideas for the title, they can go here. ->

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My story: 
Please note this is my very first story. My grammar, punctuation, and spelling my not be up to point, and my revising and editing jobs may look like trash. The more I write, the more I will improve my skills. 

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Going off of that...
Criticism, Changes, and Edits: 
I accept criticism in my stories. I am a writer anyway, and most writers need others to help them develop their skills, and grow their stories. This especially comes from their readers. 

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"But these aren't regular fairy tales, Alex. They don't end on happily ever after. There's more to the story than that." 

***

Having a physco for a grandmother wasn't really on Alexandra Parker's wish list. Well, now that she thought about it, a lot that has happened wasn't on her wish list. Forced to move schools, realized all her friends were fake, and broke up with her boyfriend all in the span of two short weeks. 

What makes it even worse is that the neighborhood, or should she say forest, she moved to is quite strange. There's glittering castles, deep dark forests, and Alex swears she caught a glimpse of a spinning wheel once. 

And a "royal announcement" went out yesterday explaining that the prince was on a search for a missing girl he fell in love with at a ball. 

Sooner rather than later, Alex regains the truth about this mysterious land.

And they need her help. 

But stories can be a little twisted.

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This is my first story, I hope you enjoy!

"You see, I'm his fairy Godmother."
"_"
.
Everyone rolled their eyes at the mysterious man when they heard his so-called identity.
Who within the Pyno continent didn't know the story of Cinderella?
2 years ago when merchants started bringing in things from Baymard like crazy, the storybooks like Cinderella and Snow White were one of the first works of art to hit the Pyno continent.
Storytellers in high established bars and even those who told their tales on the streets all echoed out these Baymardian tales for their illiterate or unlearned guests.
And one could imagine that they made quite a fortune from it all.
Because even if someone was just a passerby, after listening to one tale, they usually got hooked and ended up sitting on the floor to listen to more tales from the storyteller.
And those who sat had to drop any amount of coins that they were willing to spare into a bowl if tgey wanted to continue listening.
Of course, storytellers who typically told their tales in high-end bars were also paid generously as well since they managed to pull in customers and keep them ordering and drinking more than they usually would. 
Additionally, actors performed plays on these Baymardian tales.
And even street performers gathered small children around a small box to act out the drama with sock puppets.
For sure, villagers weren't exempt from listening to these tales, as those who had to trade their goods in the nearby towns or cities soon got to hear of these Baymardian tales.
Empires also focused their attention on these stories and regarded them as wonderful books of literature and poetry.... especially the story of Romeo & Juliet.
And now, the upper echelons would belittle those who didn't even know such 'common' stories.
Women would gather around for tea parties and get a cultured storyteller to properly tell the tale.
Of course they would read it privately at their convenience, but at times it was more fun listening to them in groups.
And the funny thing was that these tales from Baymard seemed to never end.
Be it Grim adventure tales or even tales of Zeus and the Gods, there were just so many stories that kept many people fascinated.
Nonetheless, Cinderella was one of the first Baymardian books to hit the Pyno continent.
So it definitely intrigued the interest of the masses.
Even the kings and princes of several empires read it too, as well as studied how the nature of the book.
Of course, they were more concerned with how the pages and cover covers were made.
And what ink had they used in writing it?
The whole thing was revolutionary!
At that time, they read as much as they could because for them, it was better to know everything about this newly growing empire that seemed to produce several magical items. 
So with all that said, how could the men within the arena not know Cinderella's tale?
.
They rolled their eyes at the mysterious youth below and didn't for one minute believe his identity.
If he was a Fairy Godmother, then where were his wand and wings?
Please!
Who was he trying to fool?
But then again, maybe he was.
After all, he created pink smoke out of thin air and killed the bagwers within the smoke.
Nonetheless, some of them didn't believe that he just appeared in the arena like a fairy.
Nope! 
3 minutes was a lot of time for someone to jump down from the audience and assist the prisoners below.
In fact, they felt like the prisoners were in it as well.
Of course, everyone had their own crazy ideas locked up in their heads as they gazed at the so-called fairy Godmother who nonchalantly stood in the arena calmly.
Their Commander looked at the mysterious youth and scuffed.
"Boy!
Do you take us for fools?
Look around you!
Do you think that you'll be able to get out of here alive without our mercy?
I'll give you a chance to survive if you answer me truthfully.
WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?" The commander bellowed out angrily.
And instantly, the entire place fell into silence.
.
Silence!
Everyone's ears were perked up like that of a fox', as they truly wanted to know the real identity of the man below.
Even the prisoners themselves were curiously waiting for the youth's response too.
Henry didn't for one minute think that the youth was his Fairy Godmother.
If it were true, then why did he live such a miserable life till now?
The mysterious youth, AKA Landon, just looked up and smiled.
"Who am I?
Of course, I'm his Fairy Godmother!
But just to convince you all a bit more, let me all tell you a brief tale.
You see, far away, there was a magnificent kingdom called the Fairy Kingdom.
And this fairy Godmother was one of the inhabitants of that kingdom.
As a dutiful citizen, this fairy Godmother has been working hard all day long without rest.
The fairy Godmother ran up and down the fairy kingdom doing its best to better the kingdom in the long run.
So after a day of hard work, this Fairy Godmother thought that it would be rewarded with a good night's rest.
But who would've thought that its boss would heartlessly out more work on him?" As Landon spoke, his expression flipped 180 degrees over when he thought of how he had dragged his aching body all the way here.
Luckily, he had gotten an energy-boosting and muscle relaxing pill from the system.
So now he was much better.
Still, he was just annoyed that the system would just send him on missions without considering his feelings.
All he was saying was that the system would have told him a long time ago that Henry had been captured, so that he would've freed the guy while they were still on route to this base.
By then rather than fighting an entire base, would've he have fought a fewer number?
He felt like the system just lived to see him suffer a bit.
And that was just too annoying.
.
"In the end, this faith Godmother heard the cry of its child and decided to come to its aid.
So you see, I'm his fairy Godmother."
--silence-- 
The commander's lips quivered in rage as he looked at the snotty-nosed brat below.
"Good! Good! Good Mr. Fairy Godmother.
Since you've come to his aid, then I take it that you're one of them?"
"Of course!
What are you, stupid?"
'Bam!'
The commander hit his stony-slab before him and quickly stood up while pointing at Landon angrily.
"Good!
Since you want to die so much, then I'll grant your wish happily.
Men!
Get him.
Get that Fairy Godmother Now!!"


Author here; Please make sure to check out my other book!
Thank you all for tuning in..... English is my second language... so I promise to try my best.
Again, the first few chapters may seem slow, but trust me, everything will fall into place. there's a reason for everything.
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•In A Cultivation World With An Entertainment Park... &
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Well, now back to the synopsis....
Er-erhmm. 
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Chu Yi dies in a car crash and becomes Landon Barn, the illegitimate son of king Barn, ruler of Arcadina. Because his mother was a maid and the king’s greatest disgrace, his father had always despised him. The same could be said for his half-siblings. 

When he turned 15, his father had announced that the city of Baymard would be given to him, and would no longer be under the empire's control. It was a well known fact that Baymard’s lands were barren, and poverty stricken.... For god’s sake, this was banishment.

His deadbeat father had indirectly banished him from the empire.

Chu Yi woke up in a carriage, on his way to Baymard with a system

"So what if my father hates me? So what if I’m banished?.... I will turn my territory into a modern society"

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Author-san: the book is a bit fast paced. But it be really be worth it. so just give it a try and you might be surprised.

Yuan continued to play with Xiao Hua throughout the night without thinking for himself. Meanwhile, other players are either trying to find the best way to strengthen themselves or already in the process of grinding their strength.

The players also grew addicted to their new profound strength, with the power to smash rocks with mere fists and skip meters into the distance; it gave them a sense of superiority, and it made them feel good.

However, for someone who is crippled and blind in the real world, Yuan wouldn't mind spending all of his time just to play with Xiao Hua, who has a resemblance to his younger sister.

The world under the night sky seemed still, with the only thing moving being two shadowy figures and a ball.

"Xiao Hua, will you be fine with playing out here till so late? Won't your parents be worried if you don't return soon?" Yuan asked her after noticing that she has been out here for nearly the entire day.

"It is okay. Xiao Hua is always out here playing by herself, so they are used to it."

"..." His pity towards her increased with every moment he spent with her. "Xiao Hua, how about we take a rest from playing and let me tell you a few stories?"

"Stories?" Her eyes began flickering like the stars in the night sky upon hearing the magic word, and she instantly sat by the tree.

Yuan followed and sat beside her. "The stories I will be telling you today are fairy tales from my homeland."

"Fairy tales? Like mythology and legends?"

"Well… not exactly. Fairy tales are more of short stories made for entertainment rather than legends and such."

"What's the difference?"

"...You will know when you hear it."

Yuan began telling her famous and classical fairy tales from Earth that he's heard when he was young such as a certain individual poisoning a girl who awakened due to a kiss from a prince, mermaids in the ocean, and pirates fighting in the sea.

While it has been many years since Yuan has heard of these stories, he was still able to recall them clearly and greatly entertain Xiao Hua, who was not used to this genre of stories.

"These people… are they all mortals?" She suddenly asked him.

"To my knowledge, yes."

"This is nothing like stories of mythical beasts ruling the world or immortals overturning Heaven. It is normal, yet it brings so much entertainment." She didn't know mortals could be so entertaining despite being the focus of these stories.

"Do you have any more fairy tales to tell Xiao Hua?" She asked.

"Unfortunately, that was all I could remember. But I will find some more to tell you later."

"It's a promise!"

"It's a promise." Yuan smiled.

"Okay, then it is Xiao Hua's turn to read." She opened the same book she used to teach him Heaven's Secret Art.

"That's…" Yuan wondered if she was going to teach him another skill.

"Although Brother Yuan has already learned the technique, you have not fully mastered it. However, with your powerful comprehension, Xiao Hua believes that Brother Yuan will master it in no time."

Thus, she began reading.

However, this time around, Yuan was only able to understand everything from the beginning only to lose compression later on. It felt like he was listening to a story with a plot that quickly deepens as it progresses, becoming more mysterious and profound.

—

It took Xiao Hua nearly an hour to finish reading the book that was only a dozen pages thick.

When she finished, she looked at Yuan to see the expression he was making. He was sitting still with his eyes closed, and on his face was a calm expression, looking as though he was in a trance.

"Brother Yuan is truly a genius…" she mumbled to herself, "What takes others many tries to comprehend takes you only one time. What takes others many years to learn — you learn in just a few hours."

Her gaze stared at his face nonstop, seemingly enchanted by his expression. "Who are you, really?"

—

<Your comprehension for Heaven's Secret Art has greatly increased>

<Heaven's Secret Art Mastery Level has been increased(1 -> 2)>

<You have learned Heaven's Second Secret Art — Heaven Splitting Sword Strike>

—

<Heaven's Second Secret Art — Heaven Splitting Sword Strike>

<Rank: Divine>

<Mastery Level: 1>

<Description: Consumes 10,000 Qi. Must wield a sword to activate. Creates a sword light that will destroy everything that dares block its path.>

—

When Yuan opened his eyes again, Xiao Hua was resting her head on his lap, and the night sky had already long passed with the sun peeking in the horizon.

"It's already morning?" He wondered how long he had been in that trance state.

"Oh… You're awake, Brother Yuan." Xiao Hua rubbed her eyes and casually sat up. "Did you learn anything new during your enlightenment?"

"Enlightenment? Is that what that feeling was?"

"Un."

"I see… Right, I have reached the second stage of Heaven's Secret Art and learned Heaven Splitting Sword Strike."

Xiao Hua looked at him with her eyes slightly widened more than usual, seemingly filled with surprise.

"Good job, Brother Yuan." She gave him a thumbs up a moment later. "But your cultivation base is lacking, so you will not be able to use it right away."

"Right, it says I need 10,000 Qi for its activation. Is it the same Qi as the one I absorb when cultivating?"

She nodded to his question.

"It says I have 5,010/10,000 Qi right now. If I max it out and use the skill, won't my Qi be depleted and I will have to cultivate until I gain it back?"

"Your depleted Qi will naturally recover until it is in its original state so you will not have to cultivate every time you use a technique. However, recovering Qi naturally takes time, and it will slow down your cultivation. That is why cultivators do not use their Qi pointlessly." Xiao Hua explained to him as though she was an expert. "Additionally, if your Qi falls below a certain point, then your body will be in a weakened state until you recover your Qi."

Yuan took his time digesting all of the information. "So if I have 100 Qi and I use a skill that requires 10 Qi, my remaining 90 Qi will naturally recover back to 100 without the need to cultivate?" He asked her just in case.

Seeing her nod, Yuan fully understood the system. "So it is just like any other game but with a slight twist that requires more management. Qi is required for skills but also for a breakthrough in cultivation; it would be unwise to use it unless necessary."

"Thank you, Xiao Hua. If not for you, I would still be clueless right now."

"Brother Yuan, gratitude is shown with action, not with words." She patted her own head, causing him to laugh.

"Right, right. Thank you very much…" He said with his hands on her head.

—

After Xiao Hua was satisfied, Yuan stood up and said, "It is about time for me to leave again, but I will be back later."

Xiao Hua didn't stop him this time and nodded. "Bye-bye, Brother Yuan. Play with Xiao Hua again when you get back, okay? Here, you can use this to call me." She handed him a necklace that she had just removed from her neck.

Yuan accepted the necklace without much thought. "Then, I will see you later." He waved at her before disappearing from the sunlight like a ghost.

After Yuan left, Xiao Hua stared at where he stood before logging off, seemingly in a daze. "Thank you, for playing with Xiao Hua…" Her body suddenly began to flicker, and her body glowed with beautiful light.

"It was fun… really, really fun…" Her body slowly broke down into tiny lights, floating above the clouds before disappearing.

<Congratulations! Player Yuan has completed the world's first Hidden Quest: Playing With Xiao Hua>

—

"Brother Yuan…" That night, a sweet and childish voice echoed across the starry sky.

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Yuan continued to play with Xiao Hua throughout the night without a care in the world. Meanwhile, other Players were either trying to find the best way to strengthen themselves or were already in the process of grinding their strength.
The Players also grew addicted to their new profound strength, with the power to smash rocks with mere fists and skip meters into the distance; it gave them a sense of superiority, and it made them feel really good about themselves.
However, for someone who is crippled and blind in the real world, Yuan wouldn't mind spending all of his time just playing with Xiao Hua, who has many resemblances to his younger sister.
The world under the night sky seemed still, with the only thing moving being two shadowy figures and a ball.
"Xiao Hua, will you be fine with playing out here till so late? Won't your parents be worried if you don't return soon?" Yuan asked her after noticing that she has been out here playing with him for nearly the entire day.
"It is okay. Xiao Hua is always out here playing by herself, so they are used to it."
"..." His pity towards her increased with every passing moment he spent with her. "Xiao Hua, how about we take a rest from playing and let me tell you some more stories?"
"Stories?" Her eyes began flickering like the stars in the night sky upon hearing the magic word, and she instantly sat by the tree.
Yuan followed and sat beside her. "The stories I will be telling you today are fairy tales from my homeland."
"Fairy tales? Like mythology and legends?"
"Well… not exactly. Fairy tales are more short stories made for entertainment rather than legends and such. They are pure fiction, so it's not real."
"What's the difference?"
"...You will know when you hear it."
Yuan began telling her famous and classical fairy tales from Earth that he's heard when he was young such as a certain individual poisoning a girl who awakened due to a kiss from a prince, mermaids in the ocean, and pirates fighting in the sea.
While it has been many years since Yuan has heard of these stories, he was still able to recall them clearly and greatly entertain Xiao Hua, who was not used to this genre of stories.
"These people… are they all mortals?" She suddenly asked him.
"To my knowledge, yes."
"This is nothing like stories of mythical beasts ruling the world or immortals overturning Heaven. It is normal, yet it brings so much entertainment." She didn't know mortals could be so entertaining despite being the focus of these stories.
"Do you have any more fairy tales to tell Xiao Hua?" She asked.
"Unfortunately, that was all I could remember. But I will find some more to tell you later."
"It's a promise!"
"It's a promise." Yuan smiled.
"Okay, then it is Xiao Hua's turn to read." She opened the same book she used to teach him Heaven's Secret Art.
"That's…" Yuan wondered if she was going to teach him another skill.
"Although Brother Yuan has already learned the technique, you have not fully mastered it. However, with your powerful comprehension skills, Xiao Hua believes that Brother Yuan will master it in no time."
Thus, she began reading.
However, this time around, Yuan was only able to understand everything from the beginning only to lose compression later on. It felt like he was listening to a story with a plot that quickly deepens as it progresses, becoming more mysterious and profound.
—
It took Xiao Hua nearly an hour to finish reading the book that was only a dozen pages thick.
When she finished, she looked at Yuan to see the expression he was making. He was sitting still with his eyes closed, and on his face was a calm expression, looking as though he was in a trance.
'Brother Yuan is truly a genius…' she mumbled to herself, 'What takes others many tries to comprehend takes you only one time. What takes others many years to learn — you learn in just a few hours.'
Her gaze stared at his face nonstop, seemingly enchanted by his expression. 'Who are you, really?'
—
<Your comprehension for Heaven's Secret Art has greatly increased>
<Heaven's Secret Art Mastery Level has been increased(1 -> 2)>
<You have learned Heaven's Second Secret Art — Heaven Splitting Sword Strike>
—
<Heaven's Second Secret Art — Heaven Splitting Sword Strike>
<Rank: Divine>
<Mastery Level: 1>
<Description: Consumes 10,000 Qi. Must wield a sword to activate. Creates a pillar of light that will destroy everything that dares to block its path.>
—
When Yuan opened his eyes again, Xiao Hua was resting her head on his lap, and the night sky had already long passed with the sun peeking in the horizon.
"It's already morning?" He wondered how long he had been in that trance state.
"Oh… You're awake, Brother Yuan." Xiao Hua rubbed her eyes and casually sat up. "Did you learn anything new during your enlightenment?"
"Enlightenment? Is that what that feeling was?"
"Un."
"I see… Right, I have reached the second stage of Heaven's Secret Art and learned Heaven Splitting Sword Strike."
Xiao Hua looked at him with her eyes slightly widened more than usual, seemingly filled with surprise.
"Good job, Brother Yuan." She gave him a thumbs up a moment later. "But your cultivation base is lacking, so you will not be able to use it right away."
"Right, it says I need 10,000 Qi for its activation. Is it the same Qi as the one I absorb when cultivating?"
She nodded to his question.
"It says I have 5,010/10,000 Qi right now. If I max it out and use the skill, won't my Qi be depleted and I will have to cultivate until I gain it back?"
"Your depleted Qi will naturally recover until it returns to its original state so you will not have to cultivate every time you use a technique. However, recovering Qi naturally takes time, and it will slow down your cultivation. That is why Cultivators do not use their Qi pointlessly." Xiao Hua explained to him as though she was an expert. "Additionally, if your Qi falls below a certain point, then your body will be in a weakened state until you recover your Qi. In extreme cases, you may lose consciousness or even the ability to Cultivate."
Yuan took his time digesting all of the information. "So if I have 100 Qi and I use a skill that requires 10 Qi, my remaining 90 Qi will naturally recover back to 100 without the need to cultivate?" He asked her just in case.
Seeing her nod, Yuan fully understood the system. "So it is just like any other game but with a slight twist that requires more management. Qi is required for skills but also for a breakthrough in cultivation; it would be unwise to use it unless necessary."
"Thank you, Xiao Hua. If not for you, I would still be clueless right now."
"Brother Yuan, gratitude is shown with action, not with words." She patted her own head, causing him to laugh.
"Right, right. Thank you very much…" He said with his hands on her head.
—
After Xiao Hua was satisfied, Yuan stood up and said, "It is about time for me to leave again, but I will be back later."
Xiao Hua didn't stop him this time and nodded. "Bye-bye, Brother Yuan. Play with Xiao Hua again when you get back, okay? Here, you can use this to call me." She handed him a necklace that she had just removed from her neck.
Yuan accepted the necklace without much thought. "Then, I will see you later." He waved at her before disappearing from the sunlight like a ghost.
After Yuan left, Xiao Hua stared at where he stood before logging off, seemingly in a daze. "Thank you, for playing with Xiao Hua…" Her body suddenly began to flicker, and her body glowed with beautiful light.
"It was fun… really, really fun…" Her body slowly broke down into tiny lights resembling fireflies before floating towards the clouds and disappearing.
<Congratulations! Player Yuan has completed the world's first Hidden Quest: Playing With Xiao Hua>
"Brother Yuan…" That night, a sweet and childish voice echoed across the starry sky.

Yuan was born with an incurable illness that left him blind at a young age and crippled a few years later, rendering everything below his head useless. Deemed hopeless and irredeemable, his parents quickly gave up on him, and the world ignored him.

In this dark and still world, his younger sister became his sole reason for living.

Watch as this young man reaches for the apex as a genius in Cultivation Online, the newest VRMMORPG, becoming a legendary figure in both worlds.

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My other novels: Dual Cultivation/ Hero's Carnage

The next day, Tayaw and Chala met up at a sparsely crowded café near his dorm at 8 in the morning. Yesterday evening, Chala, after a whole spending the entire afternoon in the negotiations, called back again to inform Tayaw that the negotiation has gone smoothly and would bring over the contracts for Tayaw to sign. From Chala's voice over the phone yesterday, it seemed like this deal was better than the usual deal for debut authors.
Joining Chala, who was already waiting at a table furthest from the entrance of the café, Tayaw was wearing an anticipating expression on his face. "So, did it go well?" Chala took out a few pages of papers from his briefcase handed them to Tayaw with a smile. "Oh. I think it went better than we expected. You can take a look." Tayaw also began reading the contract.
Topaz offered Tayaw a 12000 bgc credit with 15% starting royalty for net sales of hardcover books and 10% starting royalty for net sales of paperbacks. Topaz, in accordance to Tayaw's demands, is planning on publishing hard cover and paperback in novel forms, instead of Topaz's original idea of making each story in the book into children's picture books. They begrudgingly relented when Chala told them that Tayaw would rather not publish the book with them if they cannot meet this condition.
Regarding the hardcover versions, Tayaw's royalty will start at 15% for the first 3500 books sold. After that, it increases to 20% for the next 7000 books, after that to 25% for the consequent book sales. With the paperbacks, Tayaw's starting royalty is at 10% for the first 3500 books sold, 15% for the next 7000 books sold, and finally at 20% fixed royalty for the consequent books sales. 
This means that if a hardcover version is sold for 30 BGC in stores, Topaz's share from that sale is around 15 BGC, around 50%. Out of the 15 BGC that Topaz earned, Tayaw will get an initial 15% share of 2.25 BGC each hard cover book sold. After the 3500th book sale, Tayaw's share will increase to 20%, 3BGC from each book sold. After the 10500th sale, his share will increase to 25%, 3.75 per hardcover book sold.  The same principle applies to the paperback versions.  Tayaw was satisfied with the numbers. He was also sure that Chala deserves credit for a huge part in this deal. The royalties offered to him are better than the royalties offered to debut authors, which tells Tayaw of Topaz's confidence in his book.  
"So, are we good?" Chala asked Tayaw rhetorically seeing the satisfied smile on Tayaw's face. He then handed Tayaw a thick envelope. Seeing this, Tayaw was confused, and as he opened the envelope, his confusion turned to surprise. Inside the envelope are tens of 100 bgc bills. He looked at Chala for an explanation. "5,000 BGC, an off the books gift from Topaz. You're a smart lad, you know what this means right?" Chala said. Tayaw just nodded.
During the negotiation yesterday, Chala called Tayaw a couple of times for his opinions which included Tayaw's rejection of the Children's picture book idea. This gift therefore implies many things. One is that Topaz still has not given up with the Children's picture book ideas, and may want to ask Tayaw the rights to make the stories in his book into Children's picture books in the future. Second, they are also asking Tayaw to publish his second volume with Topaz. After a minute of consideration, Tayaw took 1000 BGC from the stack and gave it to Chala and keeping the rest for himself. Chala, seeing this gesture, nodded in approval of Tayaw's decision. It is best for Tayaw to keep publishing with Topaz. Topaz being generous to Tayaw, expressed their sincerity in working with him in the future. It is just unwise and will result to infamy for Tayaw to refuse.
"Good. If you're satisfied, you can sign the contract now. I'll get us coffee, what do you want? My treat." Chala urged Tayaw, satisfied with his smooth working relationship him. "Café au lait." Tayaw replied as his newly bought Parker signing pen got busy.
A few minutes later, Chala gulped down the last of his coffee and received the signed contract which he put back inside his briefcase. "Mr. Rotala, how about another cup of coffee? On me this time, plus some snacks." Tayaw said as he waved for a server. Chala was surprised. This meant Tayaw has another business with him. "Sure." He said.
Tayaw opened his back pack and pulled out a thick envelope, removed its contents and handed it to Chala. Chala, accepting what could only be a manuscript, widened his eyes when he saw the title page. 'Grimm's Fairy Tales for Adults – Vol. 1'. "This-"he was stunned as he looked at Tayaw, who only gestured him to take a look inside.
Chala read a good part of Tayaw's Grimm's Fairy Tales for Children, so he was shocked at the contrast that the manuscript he is currently reading provided. He was familiar with the stories but reading them in a gloomier, darker, and gorier form made him appreciate the stories better. As a middle aged man, he felt like he would not be embarrassed reading this in front of strangers. The stories despite being fairy tales are more logical, more immersive, and most importantly more relatable to his tastes and to him as a person. While unknowingly giving a View Point to Tayaw, he slowly immersed himself in the manuscript. He also did not notice the server's arrival along with the coffee she set on the table.
"Mr. Rotala, your coffee is getting colder." Chala was interrupted by Tayaw who pushed a cup of black coffee to his field of vision. He put down the manuscript and picked up the cup as and absentmindedly drank. He is still mulling over the images in his head while he was reading the manuscript. He wants to ask Tayaw about the manuscript but don't know which questions to ask.
"What do you think of the manuscript, Mr. Rotala?" Tayaw asked after letting Chala sort his thoughts.
"It was… an experience. I feel like the characters are more alive." Chala, who was usually more eloquent, replied shortly but meaningfully. Tayaw agreed with his assessment. While reading the fairy tales while they were still in his head, he also enjoyed the adults version and he felt like they are more expandable.
"I am thinking about publishing it as well." Tayaw said. Chala nodded at this. "I think it's a good idea to publish it along with the Children's version. It will also boost your name as an author by releasing two books. Although they have the same stories, their contrast will gather the attention of a wider range of audiences."
"I think so too. We can sign another contract immediately if you want to work on this book as well." Tayaw offered Chala. Chala can see Tayaw's generosity and sincerity in the offer. Even if it will take longer, Tayaw can just find another agent. And yet, Tayaw still chose him for the job. "Of course I want to! I like you kid, so I can accept less than my pay with the Children's version. I will print up an agreement later on. In the meantime, I will bring this manuscript along with me back to Topaz to see what they think."
Seeing his untouched confection on the table, Chala picked up the fork as he sliced into the slice of blueberry cake. While enjoying the sweetness and creaminess of the cake, something popped up inside Chala's mind. He preferred the adults' version more, so he was confused at why Tayaw decided to release the children's version first. "By the way, I think the adults' version is better. Why didn't you release it first?"
"Do you still remember the contents of my letter when I first e-mailed you?" Tayaw replied with another question. Remembering Tayaw's critique on the existing fairy tales and the dissatisfaction he expressed on his letter, Chala finally understood Tayaw's reasoning.
"Not only do I want the current and future generation of children be told more nuanced fairy tales, I also want their parents, who didn't get to have the chance to enjoy my fairy tales as children, appreciate the my fairy tales as adults." Tayaw elaborated with resolve in his eyes. If it was another typical debut author that said this, Chala would just curse their arrogance in his mind while fawning outwardly. Tayaw, to him, however is different to other authors even the established ones. An author of Tayaw's level should just be concerned about his book being published, but what Chala is currently witnessing in Tayaw is something that is bigger and beyond of just writing books. Chala's impression of Tayaw has elevated even higher. In his eyes, Tayaw is no longer just a promising talent. He now sees Tayaw as a real artist. Not just an author who want to tell their story, but a real literary artist who can affect the world with his work. Whether or not Tayaw will succeed to become a famous author in the future, to Chala will always respect him as an artist
If Tayaw is to know what Chala is thinking, he would be looking for a hole to hide. The intentions he told Chala are real, but an artist? He is not. Not yet, anyways.

A/N : Alt Title - Jack of Entertainment 

Title : Jack of Arts

Synopsis:
Tayaw is a talented musician who never got to fulfill his potential. After losing his purpose in an unfulfilled life full of regrets; he is given the chance to go back in time and do everything over again.Along with a mysterious gift and an unclear mission, Tayaw starts a new life, this time making his mark to the world.
"Tayaw is a once in a hundred years musical artist! I just wish he was born in my generation"
- Buddy Rich, two-time Gramophone Award winner
"I admit he's a good musician, but he's an author first and foremost. He is changing the world of literature for the better."
- Helena Paddington, Outcault Prize for Fiction winner, Sohlman Prize for Literature winner.
"Despite being a musician and an author, he is to me, the greatest blessing to the film industry. This is his era."
- Heo Dong-jun, two-time Academy Award winner for Best Director and three-time nominee.

"I don't like him. Why does he use actors who didn't train and grind on the stage? He says he doesn't like my acting? What the hell does the kid know about acting? I've won awards for f*cks sake!"
- Merrell Street, five-time Academy Award winner for Best Actor, three-time Toby Award winner for Best Actor.




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A ground work for a novel idea in the future.
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English is not my first language so excuse my limited vocabulary and bad grammar. thanks

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