A book of all your favorite bedtime stories with a twist

On a beautiful mountain sits a beautiful city; and on the mountain's peak, sits a beautiful mansion. The mansion is occupied by an old and rich couple who are known to tell amazing stories, both true and fiction. All the kids of the city would make the climb to their abode to hear their stories; of wonder, of tragedy, of heroes, and villains. On one faithful day, at the time where the old man was ready to tell yet another tale, a kid looked over to a book. 

"So, kids, what story do you want me to tell you about?" 

"Oh! Oh! How about the one where the hero slays the dragon!" 

"Or about the great and mysterious traveling merchant!" 

"Or about the mad scientist!" 

The kids were mentioning very popular tales. These tales are all fictional, as is most of his stories. And then a lonely kid at the back raised his hand. 

"Oh! You there boy, at the back! What story do you want to be told?" 

"How about the green one on your book shelf..." 

To the kids, he looked out of place, but for the old man, his face showed happiness, and for the first time in a long time, excitement. The book in question blended in to the rest of the shelf, making the majority of people only glance; But it was said that this book gets the attention of people who are special. As soon as the book was mentioned, the old man's wife, many adults, and all the maids, stood attention; their interest can be easily seen. 

"Ah yes, this book. Pandora's Adventure, the story told, no lore unsung. You have a good eye young one, for this book is contains a tale to beat all other tales that I have told you. What's more amazing is, this is one of the very few tales that are not fiction." 

The kids were happy and excited and intently listened at the old man. The story told there was bland, and truly boring; making many of the kids tired from the first page alone. The story was quick and unfulfilling that some of the kids were furious. 

"I thought the story was cool gramps! This is such a letdown..." 

"The story was quickly made and wrongly written... but this was not true." 

The kids suddenly perked up. 

"The true story lies in only a few people, and one of those people is me. So, my children, do you want to know the true story? The true adventure?" 

The kids obviously rejoiced and agreed to the old man, as he used his magic to add mist to the air and the mist created an image. 

 

The story; long forgotten, long untold, has just begun.

Lore Unsung is a man born with a curse, a curse that brings bad omen to his life with every step he takes, dies. 

He was then sent to another world by God to repay Lore for his curse.

Lore, excited for the awesomeness that he will do, quickly agreed.

And then the opposite happens; funny, weird and/or bizarre situations ensues.

But there's an epic story in there too...i think

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This is my first shot at creating web novels so criticism is much appreciated. 

This is also but a hobby of mine so I'm sorry, but updates will be at the minimum of 1 chapter a week.

It was a fall day and our Lana walked alone with her puppy thinking over all the ideas she channeled greatly to psychics in world wide view. She really loved Ana's ways and sayings. Learning to be psychic was just as easy as 1-2-3...or does that make 123? In numerology, any number sequence in a forward consecutive pattern developed a consistent noticing and a way to say "progress". Any number pattern developed in reverse would be a sign for "backwards thinking".  Signs along one's journey is the best kept private...certainly.
Once she looked and saw a ladder in her direction. Her Nana had told her about these things. It was angled so that she clearly could just walk through it. Well, in literal ways she could never walk through it...so... yes, under it was the way she imagined she could be. So, why did Nana say never walk under a ladder? Oh! Bad Luck! Ana told her that there was no such thing as bad luck. Truly. 
When people don't want accidents to happen then you know there is a way to have people stop, look and listen. Warnings are everywhere if you think that you should never drop a mirror and please don't spill the salt. Seven years bad luck was the penalty and even then "back in my day" stories would be the dread, for reals. Lana would always have her manners, but boy the other kids rolled the eyes to the point of making the adults hold their hands out to catch them should they expel from the ocular cavity and be noticed the best way: junked.
She shuddered to think of glass eye implants. She hoped Ana wasn't giving her these ideas. Ana?
Ana could tell her a story once in awhile, but if she allowed too many then her reality started to seam together with the psychic ways Ana would share magickal stories with her and she wondered could her clairvoyant skills soar any higher. Sparkles and glitter were her favorite arts and crafts, while wisps of black or white waved in front of her like besties in a relaxed fiction with her Ana. While the stories were not real, her Ana really is!

Ana-Lana are a duo of human and supernatural guru in real life. They own a website where they provide psychic coaching and psychic support while also writing non-fiction guidance books to help others. The content offered here is fictional in story format but factual in superstitious hogwash. Enjoy a fiction while you get the facts straight and notice yourself psychic in claircognizance while you wonder about myths and b.s. others told you in your life as well!

Ellendria here, I'm 28 years old and boy do I feel every last year. Diving into the Dao of Writing can be hard at times, especially when I'm just starting to take baby steps to reenter society. This past week has exhausted me greatly, and writing new chapters in my stories has been difficult. I'm not some big name person with millions of readers, and I don't care because every individual reader I have is precious to me. Not a day goes by where I do not try to think of ways to make my readers happy and to come up with new content for my stories. But I am most happy when I am writing, because I let a piece of myself enter a realm of my own creation and I get to share this new world with my readers.







Life can be surprising sometimes, I was not expecting to reach almost 130,000 views for my Vampire God light novel. I'm not sure how many people are actually readers, but even so I appreciate every last view because it attracts more people to my story and also to my other stories that I am working on. Thanks to all my readers who have been giving me five star and four star and even 3 star reviews. your critique and suggestions help me far more than you realize. Shout out to all of you, you know who you are.






When it gets hard for me to continue writing a specific story I find myself starting a new one at times, hence me having several ongoing novels LOL. I'm aware that this can also put more strain on me and I'm trying to find a way to stop myself from doing this. This week was basically a career readiness class to help me get ready for starting my job next week. Please wish me luck because I'm going to be doing a light manufacturing job and I've never done anything like this before at least not in this type of setting anyway. 





As I look at my friends and family with their own houses, married and have kids; I realized I still have far to go before I reach a point in my life where I am happy with what I have. In order for things to change I need to take steps to make that happen. One of these ways is through my writing, I want to become a published author. I want my name to be known throughout the country, and one day throughout the world. This will be quite a journey with its ups and downs but I am determined to make this happen and will not give up on my dream.





Today was a good day for reflecting on things past and things yet to come. I might not know what my destiny is, but I know what my future will be. This is my story and it is only just beginning. Day in and day out I find myself daydreaming about worlds of fantasy and adventure. Wanting to be in those worlds so badly, hoping and praying for it, and saddened by the fact that I may never know if they truly exist. This is why I write, so that even in written form these worlds exist. They exist so those who yearn for these worlds can satisfy their hearts even a little bit as they dive in and read.





Every day I imagine myself on a battlefield, a sword in my hand and charging a spell in my other. Running forward towards the forces of evil, I would bring destruction upon those who would seek to bring chaos upon the land. For some chaos is what they yearn for and that's why we have stories with evil main characters, and sometimes there are main characters who there is really no indication of whether they are truly good or evil they just are what they are.




Laying here as I write, I find my heart yearning for my soul mate and yet I know that if they are out there that I'm not worthy of them yet. My own personal worth is not that high right now, and though they may not care about this, I do. And so with a heavy heart I charge on through my life, and can only hope that someday in the very near future I will reach my goal and be able to find the one who I am meant to be with.





Being around large groups of people is so hard for me now. I used to be super social and loved dancing at popular bars on the weekends with hundreds of other people. Now I find myself getting anxiety just being in a room of 20 or more people. This is painful for me and I know it will take time before I'm able to get back to where I was before I had my social anxiety develop over the last 4 months. The only thing that has kept me sane as of late is being able to write my stories and interact with my readers; thank you guys for being there. You I have no idea what this means to me; it feels like a little bit of my soul is healed every time I see your comments.





Also, if I did not have my best friend Valon, I probably would have died from depression years and years ago. Thanks for being there buddy you mean more to me than you know. Thanks for sticking by my side all these years. We grew up together and got into trouble a lot doing stupid stuff like kids did. We raised a lot of hell, and never failed to laugh about it in the end. Now that we're grown up and you have a kid of your own; I am proud of you. Keep doing you Valon, and I will keep doing me.





To my family, if you or anyone else see this thanks for supporting me in my writing it means everything to me. Writing satisfies the longing in my heart for a reality that is not my own. With every word I write I feel a little bit of my heart and soul begin to repair. Though at times writing can be exhausting for me even though my chapters average on two thousand words, it is still definitely worth it to keep on writing and I have no desire to quit. After all, I have my readers to keep striving forward for.






Sometimes though, there are cancerous people who find their ways into our reviews and comments section and seek to ruin or reputation. This is unacceptable, and all we as authors can do is depend on our fans to stick by us and possibly draw in more fans with the flames of drama brought by these evil sycophants. However, if these brigands take things to the next level then so too shall I. I will not just sit here and take their abuse, I will defend myself and my fans who love my writing. 





I'm not afraid to put my thoughts and feelings on here because I'm comfortable and secure with my words, thoughts and feelings. People can try all they want to give me a heart devil, but I won't let them win. I'll win by keeping on writing, and smiling as my fans bury their hate in their own comments and reviews. Love you guys! Writing this journal chapter is much harder than writing my story chapters. But I intend to get at least 2000 words; I won't accept less than that. I'd love to see requests from my readers, for instance which story that they prefer I focus on writing more. I'll of course take every comment seriously. 





The new martial arts story that I started is fiction guys. Just thought I'd clarify that here for certain people. In fact all of my stories are fiction. It's honestly the hardest thing to decide on a genre when I write. This is my first barrier that I face. Next would be the title and target audience. Next I create my main character and go from there. It's a kind of exhausting process sometimes, but I won't trade it for the world. I'd love it if there was a genre simply called fiction. Less of a headache, and I'm less restricted to a genre if this were the case. Oh well, this is how we grow as writers. Challenges build us or they destroy us. 





A wise man once said that hard work always pays off. Even though at times this may not seem to be true, but the real factor most people ignore is time. How long did we try for? If you don't try, try, and try again, failing along the way; how can you ever hope to succeed? Success and failure are like a married couple that battle it out every night, but in the end they know they can't live without one another. So, my message to you dear readers is don't give up even if you fail 1000 times, because that 1001st might be the time you succeed! Stay strong even in your weakness, and a little weakness in your strength is good. Humbleness with a little pride and vice versa. We can't grow stronger, if we don't know what makes us weak right? And are the strong truly without weakness? No, that is absurd. 





Live each day like it's your first, and end each day like it's your last. Do this and you'll truly understand living. Grasp onto every moment, no matter how small and never let go. Diversity is not inferiority, but instead is strength. The more diverse your talents, the more you can do in life no? And those with no talents? They simply haven't found it yet. Even if your talent is a lit match next to the sun, it still bears light. Never believe you're nobody, everyone has a role to play in this life. It's up to you if you become the main character or just a background character. Be the main character everyone!





Romance. Love is like a friend that suddenly visits you and decides to live with you for a while. Then one day, you may find that friend has left with no warning. You feel an empty hole has now formed in your heart. When they were there, everything was great and you were oh so happy and had a great time together. However, when they left with no warning you feel the pain in your heart blossom. For some the friend never left, and they both grew old together. But many of us are in the first category. But there is hope! Even if that first love seemed like the one, wait until your own personal god or goddess appears before you, then you'll know. 





I've talked about all kinds of topics here in my journal and went to some interesting places with my word choices, but I'm not ashamed by anything that I've said. If you find anything in my words that helped you, then great I'm glad I could help you. If not, I'm sorry I'm here for you! Life sometimes makes us choose between great pain and pain. We don't always get the option that makes us happy, but we should aim for the choice that's better for us. Stay by my side everyone, and follow me on my journey as I attempt to delve into the Dao of Writing. I'll do my very best as I write each chapter for my stories. I'm no God level author, but I'll do my utmost to make my readers happy. 





This is it for entry one for my journal. If I'm up to it, I'll write more journal entries in the future. However, I don't want to overreach myself as I still need to get cracking on my light novels that I've been writing. Please feel free to comment your favorite light novel of mine, and why I should focus more on writing chapters for your chosen favorite. Anyway, this is Ellendria signing off. Love ya guys!

In here you may find great truths, or silliness. Either way, I'll always be honest with you. Take care, for this journal has my true thoughts and opinions. I won't hold back with my days thoughts when I choose to write. Either way, I love ya guys, 

Ellendria

As soon as the remaining students arrived at Cerasus Secondary they were immediately greeted by the sight of their parents.

Most of them were crying due to the loss of their children while some were crying tears of joy as their child had survived.

"Cyril! You're okay!" Cyril's mother said as she rushed up and hugged him. "You didn't see the battle did you?" Cyril asked. Although the parents were notified about the events happening around the globe they didn't know about the specific battle.

"Why what happened?" Blythe, Cyril's mother asked. "Dad was there but he's still alive. We have to go to Atlantis." Cyril said and he left it at that.

Soon though agents came in suits and everything. The leader started saying "We're sorry for your loss but those who are still alive have to come with us to Atlantis. A world conference will be held their in the wreckage of the battle and the populace has to be explained to."

Although they were all reluctant they didn't feel like another battle or to argue and they did feel they had to explain what happened.

The agent said they were leaving the next day as they all went home and recovered. One person though didn't Cyril used his remaining 900 points to buy an extreme growth pill. It doubles the effectiveness of training for 5 hours but if the person wasn't strong enough they would suffer a backlash and potentially die.

His mother was worried about him but after watching the battle on the news she understood what happened.

The Next Day.

On the plane heading to Atlantis they were all silent. They were still distressed by what had happened the day prior. Once they landed they were swarmed by the photographers and news reporters.

"What happened that day?"

"What's going on?"

"How did you guys attain such special abilities?"

They were asked these sort of questions as they headed towards the conference area. Their they were given designated spots, Cyril was placed in the forefront among 9 other kids his age. They labeled them as.

Super Teen Alastair who was 11 and True Genius Solomon who was 15 from North Cameria.
Divine Archer Abril who was 12 from South Cameria
Son Of The Ocean Victor who was 14 and Night Blade Guy who was 16 from Atlantis.
Heavenly Staff Wang Tian who was 14, Dragon King Ryu who was 13 and Sun King Byeong-Ho who was 11. They were from Hidari.
Last but not least was Spirit's Friend Imamu who was 16 from Farica.

Nobody understood why he was placed in the front among the others although he took part in the most brutal and spectacular battle.

One nice thing about this world which was different from the rest was that the main language spoken by everyone was Genlish. So a conference such as this was easy to hold.

"Huh? So who's this?" Alastair asked "He's the sand user from yesterday's battle." Solomon answered boredly. After that everyone minded their own buisness.

Soon the conference started and they asked a question "Who do you think is the biggest threat to humanity among Maxwell Unkillable Flaming Fist, Mass Murderer Aku and Fastest Alive Cheryl."

Before anyone could even think Cyril answered "Mass Murderer Aku due to his type his growth rate will be so high that only the cost for the next evolution elixir will stop him from destroying planets."
Although most adults didn't know what was going on this still shocked them but they didn't quite understand what he meant.

"So what are evolution elixirs?" "Evolution elixirs are elixirs which can be used to allow you to reach the next stage as a lifeform. Us humans are Stage 1 but by taking a Stage 2 elixir we may break our limits and become Stage 2 lifeforms. I at the battle yesterday though was only at the peak of Stage 1 and with Aku's fast growth rate due to his frieza race typing it will be hard to catch up to him. Super Teen Alastair is the only one here who could probably beat him but I don't know the others powers enough so I can't be sure." Cyril said as Alastair started grinning due to the praise but soon everyone was confused.

"But how do you know all this?" they asked curiously. "I? Well according to the AI we live in one of many universes. So it would be understandable if other universe had powers too right?" "Of course."
"Now what if someone somewhere somehow managed to capture these universes stories and turned them into a work of fiction?" "Then you'd be able to watch or read the stories of these universes no?" they said in unison "Correct and as they are a work of fiction you may know more about the same amount about that universe and it's powers as the people living there. Simply put all our powers are fictional powers from stories. That's how I know their powers as I have read and watched their stories!" Cyril said while standing up resolutely.

"Then when and where did you read and watch them?" they all asked. "That's for me to know and you to find out. Just know that their are much worse powers out their than the Frieza powers. If worst comes to worst their might be JoJo powers which include stopping time and warping reality itself in some cases." Cyril said as he sat down and allowed the conference to commence.

Everyone wanted to ask him more questions but every time someone asked he didn't answer. Someone got really annoyed so they asked "THEN LABEL THOSE WHO ARE SITTING NEXT TO YOU'S POWERS!"

"Oh easier said then done for some of them but for others it's painfully easy. Alastair either got Kryptonian or Superman type or some variation. Solomon got either Iron Man or Tony Stark. Abril I can't say for sure but she probably has some archer god from another world's powers. Victor got either Poseidon or Aquaman while Guy probably got some Assassin type class from an rpg set. Wang Tian got the powers of Sun Wukong probably also know as the Sage equal to heaven or something similiar Ryu I don't know but he probably got some special dragon affinity or some shiz. Now Byeong-Ho either got The powers of the egyptian god of the sun Ra or from some other god of somewhere else while Imamu probably got some voodoo magic or something. AND I got Haki master allowing me to multiply my strength with the usage of Haki and I got the devilfruit Suna Suna No Mi allowing me to transform into a sand human." Cyril said as he became sand and flew off to go check on his father.

Well any of you reading this. I have a rewrite out that should be better paced than this novel. You can find it under the name Infinite Multiverse. This novel I've decided to stop since they're both the same novel practically with a few differences. If you want you can read both but I warn you this one is dropped in a sense but you can still read the rewrite.

1. No Harem (an abundant amount of love interests for those who do not recognize what it means).
2. This will not be a novel where the main character only chases after Harry Potter. Because the author doesn't hold any creativity at all on how to develop the character and the story.
3. I will write in proper English, trying not to make any grammar mistakes and whatnot.
4. Constructive criticism is welcome.
5. I will only drop the novel once I hold no other supporters.
6. This is my first novel on Web novel.
7. I finished Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows recently, so maybe my knowledge won't be perfect. If I make any mistakes. Please tell me in the comments.
9. And as in any fan-fiction, there will be spoilers. So if you did not read Harry Potter or finish it, I recommend you do that before you read the novel.
10. I do not own the Harry Potter franchise, nor its characters.
11. The main character is a kid, and his mentality should befit of one. If you dislike stories with the characters being kids, then I recommend you do not read this story.
12. Just a heads up about the writing the '...' means dialogue. And -...- will be a parenthesis, for example, something I would like to add in particular that doesn't relate to the actual ongoing action.

"In the 18th of June,1980 a child was born. The child's name was Lucas Whitewood, and on the same day he was born his only parent, his mom, died while giving birth to him. With a lot of luck and the burning will to live, Lucas survived his birth and got taken in by a kind homeless man. Nevertheless, He had a heart disease when he was born; It was not serious as Lucas could still live fine with it; still, he couldn't execute tedious tasks akin to running. There was also the fact that the homeless man had a hard time providing for both of them living on the streets so Lucas was always struggling to live. As they scraped by with the little, the man gave him, the days passed and his tenth birthday came. In that same day a letter arrived to them. A letter addressed to Lucas saying how he was invited to a magical school called Hogwarts where he would learn to become the biggest wizard of all time."
This is the story of the Wizard of the century.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Harry Potter series written by J. K. Rowling, also, read Foreword for some useful information.

I try to find the reason how my life ended as crazy as it did. One moment I live a normal everyday life like every average joe and somehow it became like this. I have been called a hero, a soldier, a murderer, an assassin, a shinobi, a wizard, a brother, a husband, a father, a son, a lover. How did things turn from normal to what amounts to a cursed legend? Here is my story.
Hi, my name is Kazuya, I'm a 24-year-old guy working full time as security manager at a department story whilst finishing my business degree at a local business school. I own got two cars and live in my childhood home. Some people ask what I'm still doing here, I sometimes answer them that studying abroad didn't work out. I'm scared to admit that I just didn't apply myself. I can admit that I am smart and understand quickly, but I sadly am also easily distracted and undisciplined. I personally blame being overweight, something I am finally working on. Now where was I…
This day started just like any other I woke up at 5 o'clock in the morning in to give myself some time to get myself ready. I went to take a shower and then made my food for the day. I went outside to feed the dogs and reminisce about old friends in Holland that I most likely won't see in a while. To think I a 24-year-old, have so many regrets almost makes me seem like an old man. I can blame the kid that told me that bragging makes you cool or my father who forced to cancel two weekend a month to spend time with him only for him to subsequently leave both me and my sister hanging because he is a walking contradiction. What father wants to spend time with their kids and then consequently brings belief into every conversation "I like a girl" "is she a nice Christian girl if not she is a slut" that is what basically some conversations ended up in. don't get me started on the problems he had with my little sister.

Now back to my day I left home at around 6:15 to avoid traffic testing the other car I just recently fixed up. The battery was low, so I thought to charge them by riding a bit longer than normal. Whilst doing this listening to music and thinking about the stories I sometimes read in my free time. I have become a bit of a drinker in gamer during my studies abroad one of the many reasons why I failed. After my parents cut in and got me back here to help my future I started to see that I was just lying to myself (a habit I am still trying to kick). Whilst trying to fix myself and save myself a good future I ended working myself to the bone. 

A guy needs to relax but without my Xbox what could I do. So, I ended up reading stories fanfictions about existing stories that I already knew only with changes. I sometimes imagined myself in their positions when I heard their stories what would I do? I know I would not have been able to endure Naruto Uzumaki or Harry Potter's abuse without losing something of myself. Then again, they are such selfless heroes maybe they are lost. Then again it is only a fiction story. Or is it…

I imagined myself as Master Chief, Sheppard, A sibling or the protagonist themselves of almost every story I've enjoyed, and I sometimes think how nice it would be to live in such a world, where you have a goal, life is exciting and maybe I can be a hero. My name is Kazuya, and this is my story.

Please read <333
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Disclaimer!!
I do not own Haikyuu!! and it's characters, this book is a work of fiction and the plot are exclusively the author's work of imagination. Plagiarism is a crime.


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Remember, originality is what draws readers in.
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I just wanna voice my sentiments on why I wrote this.
I just felt bad for omegas in some stories. How the story progressed just shows that they are still inferior to their alphas in some way. Some of them are accidentally carrying kids, accidentally bonded, and other things. Please don't get me wrong, I am not trashing other fics. In fact, I love reading great ABO books.
That's why in this story I pushed myself to show self-worth on themselves. Show how they could fight back in this story.
That's why in this story I pushed myself to write them as stronger people, show self-worth on themselves. Show how they could fight back in this book.
Trigger warnings may often not be put up, but be warned that there are several depictions of death, blood, non-consensual sex, sexual content, and others.
The characters may not find themselves immediately attached to their partners, we have to take it sloooow.
No really, like real slow. The ships will sail slow.
Another thing, If you're not here for the plot and is for the smut, this isn't the place. Of course there'll be one. But I want to shape and develop the characters so yeah.
THIS IS MY FIRST HAIKYUU FANFIC.
NO I MEAN THIS IS THE FIRST ENGLISH BOOK I HAVE EVER WRITTEN.
My first fanfic, and the first English book I have written, so I'm pretty sure there will be a few mistakes. 

Bear with me 😓
And I'm planning to make this a trilogy, this will be the first book of The Omegan Society series.
Follow me on twitter!: @Sevvy_07
Without further ado.
Enjoy!!


~ Sev


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Book started on July 29, 2020

"Sleep?" The man looked at her and raised his eyebrows. He pulled those books out from the bookshelf with his long fingers and lifted them up slightly. "Did you forget about these bedtime stories already?"
Fu Jiu paused and froze in place. For real?
"Brother Mo, these novels aren't really good bedtime stories."
"Whether they are good or not is not for you to decide." Qin Mo sounded indifferent. He took out a box of cigarettes out from his suit and pulled a stick out. Holding it between his lips, he tilted his head and lit it as he said, "I'd like to have them as bedtime stories before sleeping today."
Fu Jiu: "…"
Almighty, you won't have friends if you keep acting so willful like this!
"You don't want to?" Qin Mo said in a low voice, "Or do you want to run ten laps outside and breathe in Jiang City's smog?"
Fu Jiu took the books from the man's hands and said with a smile, "Since I'm such an educated person, books would suit me more!"
"Educated people read such books?" Qin Mo flicked the young man's forehead with his finger.
Fu Jiu narrowed her eyes. "Brother Mo, don't look down upon my romance fiction novels. Do you know how many girls learn how to be in a relationship and how to chase after boys from these books?"
Fu Jiu reached her hand out and put it on the man's shoulder. "Actually, Brother Mo should read more of these novels. They will be beneficial to you by teaching you how to get along with girls better."
"Girls?" Qin Mo sounded neither cold or warm. Like a forensic doctor giving professional identifications, the profile of his face was still beautiful, calm, and peaceful. He unknotted his tie with his hand, and with a body full of self-restraint, he said, "I don't have time for such fussy creatures. Maybe some of them are good, but the majority of them will do anything to get close to the rich. I think you know this better than I do." 
Fu Jiu knew he was referring to that Three. However…"In my opinion, in affairs, those men who can't stand seduction and abandon their wives and kids are just as unforgivable as those women who break people's families."
Surprisingly, this god didn't say anything to refute her. Instead, he just said one sentence plainly: "Those people are not worthy of being called men."
For the first time, Fu Jiu thought that Qin Mo was a decent person to be friends with. Even though he was so black-bellied, he never played dirty tricks behind people's backs in business, just like the way in which he handled her. He had been tolerant; with the power of the Qin family, he could easily have ended her career and life when he first met her, making it impossible for her to move a single step in Jiang City, but he didn't do that.
No, this man didn't do that.
And now, a lot of powerful men accuse women of having extramarital affairs, but they didn't know the truth behind it; it was them, the men, who were at fault! 
However, this god was different. In his eyes, a person should have a man's shoulders in order to be called a man. Such unquestionable values, together with his perfect face, made him flawless.
The Almighty was no enemy but a reliable friend.
Fu Jiu regretted that she had exposed her Spade Z identity too early and didn't manage to play a few more rounds with this man.
Now, she thought that being able to fight with this god was the best thing.
More importantly, this god was freaking rich!
But… after all these inner thoughts, she was more convinced of one thing—she couldn't let this god know her true gender. 
Just from hearing this god's simple, one-sentence comment, she could tell that he didn't like to be approached by girls. Otherwise, he wouldn't have used the word "fussy"…


Fu Jiu appears to be a normal lad in high school on the surface. But in fact, she (Yes! She!) is the hacker, Z, a villain-terminator in the online world of an alternate world. Having reincarnated into the body of a woman and being forced to disguise herself as a young man, she reigns over the game world, fights for justice, and puts a spell on all the girls around with her innate charm. However, her flirting comes across as gay to the rich Almighty Qin and his inner circle. Over time, the Almighty Qin falls for him… her. Has he turned gay for him… her? Now, that's confusing!
Keywords: Rebirth, Face-slapping, Online gaming, Pet lover, Hacking, Chocolate-flavored lollipop
Sugary Scene:
Fu Jiu said, "Almighty Qin, do you have a girlfriend?"
Qin Mo lowered his laptop. "No."
Fu Jiu lowered her voice and started flirting carelessly. "You have one now, me."
Upon hearing that, Qin Mo pounced on Fu Jiu domineeringly!
Fu Jiu was stunned. "Wait, what are you doing?"
Qin Mo replied, "Exercising my boyfriend rights."
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I had a hunch who Lynn was ever since I met her. And now, I confirmed who she was.



She literally dragged me everywhere just to find other people with superpowers. Starting from the Monaco incident up to the latest, which is the Harlem incident. She would order me around like an assistant. I obviously don't like it at first, but I started to get used to it. 



But now, she suddenly said that she won't force me to do it.



Lynn is a very childish girl. She is unprofessional when it comes to work, only wanting to find superheroes. Sometimes, I'm even amazed that she even survived in this world full of evil. Lynn stayed pure and innocent, always true to her desires. She would eat whatever she wants, and do whatever she likes. No one can stop her, not even me. 



Outside of the cave, I saw the same Lemurian children that were playing with Lynn earlier. Taking a closer look, they appeared rather malnourished with their ragged clothes. The children meekly looked in my direction. 



Noticing that I don't pose any threats, they slowly walked towards me. They handed me a necklace made out of assembled corals, with an assortment of rainbow colors. Next, they strangely cupped their hands in front of me. 



Just as I was wondering what it means, the kid on the front pointed at her mouth. Ah, so they mean food. 



I looked around and found a group of fish in the distance. I carefully casted ice magic so that it won't reach the children. They were scared at first, but then noticed that it was not pointed at them. They raised their head to see the dead fishes floating about. Then, I watched as they happily munched the fishes one by one. 



I stared at the necklace they made once more and found myself irritated. 



"Ahh, f*ck it! Let's finish this quickly so I can play my video games." I headed inside the cave once more.



...



"Really?! Thank you, Finn! I knew you would help!" Lynn flew to my embrace the moment I told her I'm going to help. 



"Hey, get off me. I said get off me!" 



"Just a little more...ow!"



I flicked her forehead, causing her to rub it in pain. 



"Stingy" Lynn muttered as she stuck out her tongue. "Now it's certain that it will be a success!" 



"Uhm, I appreciate your help, but what do you mean when you said it will be a success?" Mara raised her hand and asked. 



We're not in a classroom so please don't raise your hand and just ask away.



"Fufufu. You see, Finn here is a strong magician. He can defeat that King Maroon-whatever and be done with it!" Lynn boasted while puffing her chest.



It's King Merro, not Maroon. 



"Eh? King Merro has an army though..." Mara still seemed unconvinced. 



"And we have a Finn!" 



Oi, don't automatically label me as strong as a whole army. Well, you're not wrong on that part though so I guess it's fine.



"Oh, okay. Uhm, thank you for your help...?"



It seems Mara just gave up refuting and just went with the flow instead. You can't stop Lynn anyway so good choice.



After that, I told Mara to get her army ready because we're gonna set off first thing tomorrow morning. I was surprised that she fully trusted us and immediately notified her people to get ready. Since I don't know any healing magic at all, the injured ones can't do anything but sit this one out even if they wanted to join. That's okay too. In the first place, I don't need their massive number to win this thing. I, alone, am enough, though I won't openly admit it. 



...



"Stories! Lynn, tell us stories!" 



3-4 kids cheerfully pulled on Lynn towards the seaweed bed. After eating a small dinner, these children of the rebels urged Lynn to tell them bedtime stories. I heard that for the past two days, Lynn has been taking care of these children. Although no one told her, one of her duties is putting them to sleep. 



"Alright, alright. Do you wanna hear the story of the Frog Prince?" Lynn smiled cheerfully.



The kids shook their heads. It seems like they already heard it before. 



"The Sleeping Princess?" Lynn thought for a moment and said. But the kids still shook their heads. 



"How about the Beauty and the Beast? Still no? Hmmm..."



I was worried for a moment that we'll get sued by a certain company, but I suddenly remembered that this is a fan fiction anyway. 



After that, Lynn really listed all the Disney movies she knew of but the kids already heard of it. 



Lynn looked at me in frustration. "Finn, help me..."



"Don't bother me. I don't know any stories." 



At the same time that I said that, Lynn and the children looked at me with teary eyes. 



Seriously? Well, whatever.



I sighed. "Alright, listen up, you brats. After this one, make sure you sleep." 



""Yaaayy!"" Lynn cheered with the children. 



I coughed. Well, since it seems like the kids already knew most of the stories above, I guess I'm just gonna made up a story. 



"Long time ago, there lives a little boy in a peaceful town. The boy was loved by his parents and friends, but the Gods somehow hated the boy. The Gods made an accident to kill the boy and sent his soul to a hell-like world. In this world, the boy was powerless. He was tormented by the people around him. No one loved the boy. 



Except one. 



The Elven Princess, the Saintess, the Holy Maiden. This one girl had many outstanding titles which made her the treasure of the country. She was supposed to defeat the Demon Lord, along with the heroes. But the boy knew nothing of this. He just knew that the girl was kind to him. Even though he was shunned by everyone else, the girl was the only one who kept talking to him. He would sneak out at night to meet with the girl and they would talk all night long. 



But this did not last for long.



One day, the King was informed of their relationship. That her daughter, the Princess, was secretly meeting with this boy. The King forbid her daughter to meet this boy ever again and sent her out along with the heroes, on a conquest to defeat the Demon Lord. 



The boy waited for the Princess to come back, but she never did. He was left waiting. 



Until, the Demon Lord destroyed the country the boy was in. He was taken and became the Demon Lord's slave. Tormented again and again. The only thing that kept him alive was the curse of Immortality given to him. And the hope of somehow finding the girl again.



Finally, after unknown years of torment, the boy inherited the Demon Lord's position. Given a new power, what the boy did first was to look for the girl, his Princess. 



Sadly, he never found her; but he did found out what happened to her. She was killed by the previous Demon Lord. The heroes, her companions, abandoned her when the Demon Lord struck their country. Until her end, the boy never heard her voice ever again. 



This left the boy devastated, causing him to lose his mind. The boy raged at the cruelty of fate. With his power, he destroyed everything in his sight. The boy hunted the girl's companions who left her and killed them. He massacred the people that did nothing to protect her.



The boy knew.



That even with his vast power, he cannot bring her back. No matter what he did, all that's left of her was her bones. Her soul already entered the cycle of reincarnation. 



For countless years, the boy rampaged. He only came to his senses when there's nothing left to vent his rage on. Then one day, the boy sought the one who gave the powers to him. He asked, 'How can I meet my Princess again?'



He was given no answer. No matter how many times the boy asked, there was no response. That's why; he gave an answer to his own question. 



He will follow her soul. The boy vowed to find her even if she's light years away from his current world. With this in mind, he utilized all his resources to create a gateway that can take him to other worlds. To find her again.



However, fate played with him once more.



He died without accomplishing his goal. He died full of regrets. Till his last moments, all he remembered was the warmth he once felt. He regretted that he wasn't given this power much earlier so he can protect the girl. He regretted the fact that he was powerless back then. Drifting in space for an unknown number of time, he was left thinking by himself. 



And then, he was given another chance. He came back to his original world. He met his mother again. The boy found a place he could call home. And...



He met the girl once more. His Princess. Although the girl never remembered him, he swore to protect the girl with his life. Whatever it takes. Because he has the power this time. 



The end." 



After I finished, I realized that all of them are already asleep, even Lynn. 



I stood up with the intention to leave. But a hand was pulling my sleeves. 



Lynn fell asleep while clinging to me. She's drooling with a stupid smile on her face.



"Good grief." I removed her hands and tucked them in bed. 



Leaving the room, I closed the door.

A guy gets hit by a truck and sent to a fantasy world with less power than your average peasant. (Un)fortunately, he discovered his secret power of Immortality at the hands of the current destroy-the-world inclined Demon Lord and becomes experimental subject #1. 

After hundreds of years, the Demon Lord is killed and the job of destruction was handed to him. Being not terribly favorably inclined to this fantasy world, he wreaks havoc on the world... 

Killing sacred beasts, massacring cities with an army of undead, headhunting servants of God, plaguing a whole continent with a deadly virus.

But he was still unsatisfied.

During an experiment, he accidentally killed himself trying to open a gateway to a new world. And wakes up from his coma in his original world. Except, it isn't his world, exactly. Now there is a man in a metal suit, a 90-years old buff dude with a shield, a muscle head demi-god and other weirdos who formed a team called the ‘Avengers’. 

None of that matters though, because he is so over all that drama. This life is going to be carefree. Or at least, that's the plan. 


P.S. The cover picture is not mine, it is only borrowed. If the owner (redflowers) claims it, I will obediently replace it.

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