Sam transmigrated into an 8 year olds body with the 'Killer system' everything was going great until...

{Ding}

[Congratulations to the host for drawing the talent: 'Age-defying lord' How can the almighty lord be held down by something like age, with this talent you will never age!]

So Sam had to lead his summoned subordinates while never appearing. After all who would believe a 6 year old could kill this many people?

Sam transmigrated into an 8 year olds body with the 'Killer system' everything was going great until...

{Ding}

[Congratulations to the host for drawing the talent: 'Age-defying lord' How can the almighty lord be held down by something like age, with this talent you will never age!]

So Sam had to lead his summoned subordinates while never appearing. After all who would believe a 8 year old could kill this many people?

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Kay a 29 year old man who loves books one day dies in a fire a long with his book. he end up in a 7 year olds boys body. now living a new life. he wishes to read but being in a small village in the mountain their only lower class people that can't read he goes in search to find books.

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In the middle of the Arena, a large slab of stone was placed in a vertical position.
This stone slab isn't an ordinary one, for sure. It is atleast 4 to 5 meters big with several runes carved on it.
"I heard that the outside world uses the awakening scrolls for convenience but this awakening stone of our clan has a special property. It enhances your existing Arcana while you are trying for the second awakening."
"I see… This is why there are a lot of 12-year-olds trying to participate this time," Azzy commented, hearing out Barbara's explanation.
"Yup." She nodded with a smile, "and you know, in the rarest cases, someone receives an additional soul skill. The last one to receive it was Lady Night. It happened 22 years ago."
"Eh?" Azzy widened his eyes in surprise, "Master is only 34 years old?"
"Hmm? You don't about it?" She looked at him as if he was that clueless.
Azzy thought his master is indeed awesome but didn't know she was this incredible. A 34-year-old who is a seven-star Arcana Master? She's indeed a daughter of heaven.
He replied, "I didn't pay much attention."
"She's my role model you know… There was one time…" Upon mentioning Avia, Barbara started to show her fanatic side…
"Young Miss Crescent, Young Master Garcia," At that time someone called these twelve-year-olds, making Azzy sigh in relief as he no longer wishes to stick with this cousin of his. Even her way of talking is a bit similar to Evelyn.
The only difference is that Evelyn can drag people into random dreams with her words while this cousin has the power of persuasion in her mouth. Whenever she talks, Azzy wasn't able to resist answering her questions or stopping the conversation.
"Everything is ready. Please…" A staff told them to join the line.
Both of them stood up from their seats and joined a line that's full of kids.
Azzy didn't know what kind of reputation Barbara has but no one dared to talk to either of them when he was with her. So, he thought, even though it's a pain, it's better to stick with her.
The adults stayed back in the waiting hall; meanwhile, Truman Ash, one of the Elders of the Death clan as well as the Master of Pavilion leads the kids to the Arena.
As Azzy stepped inside, he saw it was packed with an audience numbered atleast a thousand.
That's when he thought the clan is a lot bigger than he imagined. This pocket world is as big as a Province for a reason.
Unlike the usual atmosphere, the arena was filled with silence and no cheers escaped from anyone, trying to behave themselves.
"Wow, all the clan leaders gathered here…" "Is he the Clan head in the middle? It's my first time seeing him…" "I heard that all of them are peak rank-8 and our clan head is just a step away from becoming rank-10." "Yeah, I heard that rank-10 masters can regain their youth and live for another hundred thousand years?" "Well, in history, only the founders of hidden clans reached such rank before ascending to the celestial world of heaven."
All sorts of murmurings rang in Azzy's ears. Maybe, it's because he's a 3-star, his hearing improved quite a lot. The only problem was that he can't control it, yet.
Then, his eyes lay on the stone slab in the middle of a 500 sq.meter big platform.
"That is the awakening stone I was talking about," Barbara chirped from the side.
As everyone arrived, Elder Truman said, "eight-year-olds, the first-timers, gather on the right. Twelve-year-olds on the left."
Barbara and Azzy moved to the left along with others.
Elder Truman then bowed to the feeble looking old man, who sat at a certain section along with other clan leaders and elders. Avia and Evelyn also joined them.
The clan head nodded.
Elder Truman then addressed the audience, "everyone, welcome to our clan awakening ceremony. As you all know, first, our new generation will be awakening their soul cards through this wonderful relic left by our founder, Azrael Garcia.
Then, the second awakening ceremony will begin, where our talented young Arcana Masters will get the opportunity to increase their potential.
Ordinary people will become talented. Talented will become genius, the Genius will become Monsters, and the monsters will become the son or the daughter of heaven.
As for the second part, we have made a few changes, this time." Pointing at the section where Azzy and others stood, he continued, "These young Arcana Masters will not spar against each other but display their powers, sparring against with their senior disciples from all the Pavilions.
Of course, their seniors will hold back their strength and use the power equivalent to the candidate. Let's give a round of applause for this young generation who will become the future pillars of our clan."
After everyone clapped for a few seconds, he looked at the clan head to give permission.
Qridus Garcia then spoke in a whisper, "begin." Even though it's a whisper, it seemed loud and clear to everyone.
Elder Truman of the Ash clan then addressed the eight-year-olds to go towards the stone slab and place their palms on it.
One by one, they started to walk to the relic and did as they were told after bowing to the clan head and the clan leaders and Elders.
Azzy saw, as soon as their palms touched the relic, the runes that carved on it, started to glow for a few seconds while their soul cards awakened appeared before everyone.
The first time, when one's Arcana is awakened, it usually appears beside its Master.
He felt strange that his Arcana never appeared that way. Only a set of weapons appeared in his hands.
"Aleister Blood greets the Clan Head." A cute looking boy with messy hair and large eyes with bright red pupils bowed to others before placing his palms on the awakening stone.
Usually, the number of glowing runes indicates one potential. The higher the number, the greater the potential.
But, as soon as his palms touched the relic, more than 90 runes of 108 runes lit up, shocking the audience.
A soul card formed before the boy while a thick aura made of blood surrounded the eight-year-old. 
The Crescent clan leader turned his head aside and said with a smile, "Congratulations, Francis. Your clan produced a genius with great potential. We haven't seen a situation like this for ten years."
The Blood clan leader, Francis Blood responded with a depressed tone, "but it's only 95. Another 5, it would have been great." 
Even though he appeared a little bit disappointed, these 8-star Arcana Masters can feel even the minute changes that are happening in their body. The clan leader was indeed pleased with the result.
"This boy has the potential to become the next clan leader, Francis." The clan head commented, staring at the boy.
"You are forgetting about Remia, Qridus." Francis reminded him of his daughter. 
Being in the same generation, he's also one of the people who are closest to the Clan head, having the privilege to call him by his first name.
"That's right. I almost forgot about her. It's already been a thousand years. She had made a breakthrough to rank-8, right? Why is that irresponsible brat still playing out there?" Qridus then remembered this girl, who was always out there, trying to explore the mysterious world of Arcana.
He immediately scolded her who is at least 7000 years old but doesn't know how to act her age.
Francis' expression turned sour.

#Gold Tier Winner of WFP26;
Setting in the fictional world of Gaia, where special individuals can awaken certain powers within their soul. They are called Arcana Masters.
Some awaken beasts, some awaken weapons, while some awaken the power of plants.
Some people train to become stronger so that they have the power to protect loved ones, some wish to use it for revenge, some wish to live longer, while some want to be free and use their power however they wish.
Yet, there exists a clan, where the descendants only exist to grant death to others so that life and death remain balanced.
Follow the journey of Azrael Garcia, the heir of the cursed clan of Death, as he forms friendships, facing betrayals, meeting love, and cutting down the enemies in the process.
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Everyone was excited to know that their leaders were coming back that cold and quiet night. As they had settled up for a welcome back party.         As soon as their leaders called Hotspot,Reed, Bear,Tornado,and Tusumi entered the house everyone screamed SURPRISE and surprised they were as of Bear had almost fainted into the floor.                                                                                      Madison had ran straight at their strongest Alpha  Hotspot screaming "I missed you so much can I get a kiss or a hug or both?" When Madison tried to kiss or hug him before she was really close to him he gave her a very cold spine chilling glare which to some of the female Wildcats was insanely  hot or was terrifying. At that moment the room got real quiet after Hotspot had glared at Madison then at the party decorations and finally said so you all decided to throw a party huh? Everyone in the room got chills of what was gonna happen next everyone thought it meant more hardcore train to hell training was going to happen at the crack of dawn tomorrow, but instead Hotspot said I'm worried who's gonna clean all of this up.                                                            Everyone was relieved and let a breath they didn't realize they were holding and Madonna said we'll all pitch in cleaning. Hotspot noded his head and faced all of the Wildcats and said we have new recruits joining us today.                                               Everyone broke out into cheering and screaming at the top of their lungs. Until Hotspot roared with his catlike abilities then the room got real quiet you could hear the crickets outside chirping outside. He then stated rookies come on in as of that moment a total of 8 new kid recruits entered the room. One 14 year old, two 13 year olds, one 8 year old, and four 6 year old. For some reason he introduced three of six year olds first and the eight year old only. The smallest one and also the one with the prettiest hazel eyes his name was Jayden, the one who looked as he was going to grow up to be such a pretty boy with his not to dark not to light flawless skin tone and face his name was Sean, and the girl who most definitely seemed to be so interested in Hotspot that while he introduced the others was Skai the girl with Heterochromia with one blue and brown eye. And he finally introduced the last one the eight year old everyone noticed that he looked very nervous and on the verge of fainting Hotspot then introduced him as a very shy, clam natured, and quiet and smart kid with a powerful power. He then added I introduced you to these four because their so powerful the other four are too, but they have more control on their powers so I'm counting on you all to make sure these four feel especially at home.                                                After that he introduced the other 4 new recruits they then partied into the night that the next day training was canceled so the Alpha all decided to make breakfast for all 150 Wildcats as of that day. Everyone loved their cooking especially Hotspot's cooking that thought they had died and gone to heaven when they tasted it. And the new recruits thought so too. As they celebrated the new recruits addition with homemade dinner too after that the Alpha Jaguar Reed had announced that the new recruits would have to take a test tomorrow to decide their inner Spirit Animal catness. When they went to bed the new recruits could barely sleep because they were so excited for tomorrow to come to find their inner Cat Spirit Animal.

The story of a boy who lost his parent's when they risked their life for  him when  he was just one year old. He grows up being mistreated by his only side of family (Aunt and Uncle) left that don't even care for him as much as his cousin. This is the story of how this boy found his happiness and how he helped many others find the same happiness.

In lanes 1-4, there isn't really anyone of note; just some boys aged 7-10. The 10 year olds have a very distinct advantage in that they're most likely taller and their muscles may be more developed.

Also, 10 year olds are more used to roughhousing, making their skin near impenetrable.

This has nothing to do with swimming but it's a neat fact.

In lane 7 however, I feel like I recognize that girl...hmmmm, maybe when she starts swimming I'll remember her? I can usually know who the female swimmer is on the Olympics Channel with the way they swim.

For example, Jakabos, one of the ho- best female swimmers has long arms; this means that her movements are wider, more powerful and not as sharp. Her elbows bend a bit more as well.

[what a freaking pervert you are. You pay attention to the female swimmers, whatever. But now? You look at their elbows?]

'Oy...you make me sound like some weirdo. I look at their swimming styles! It's for science! Those late nights watching FINA and the Olympics Channel are NOT just for my pleasure!'

[uhuh uhuh...oh look, they're starting]

As Feelie, mentions that, I hear the whistle and the kids on the diving boards jump into the water...needless to say, it's a bit of a disaster.

The kids in lane 1, 2, 6 and 9 all had their goggles pulled off of their heads, making their eyes get exposed to the pool water.

For me, I'm personally fine with it and have been training without goggles with Seung-ri Jim for about 3 months to get used to it. Other children, however?

Nuh-uh!

They all stop in their tracks and start floating above the water by lightly kicking and make their way to the poolside. They are rubbing their eyes and lane 1 and 9 are both crying.

It's very hard not to laugh but I need to try! Holding on is key to developing a relationship with Coach K. 

Even though swimming isn't a team sports, you still need to show some decency when handling teammates. In fact, there was this one story where a disgruntled teammate was repeatedly bullied and harassed by this better swimmer.

The bully swimmer was able to get to the FINA finals while the bullied swimmer was eliminated at the quarterfinals. Annoyed and jealous, right before the swim, she broke into the other swimmer's hotel room and smashed up her legs.

That ruined both of their careers. Literally no chance at redemption all becuase you decided to call a kid a "poopy-head" in 3rd grade and called them "dumdum" in middle school.

You feel good about it now? That the little name calling will get you forever ruined from the legs down, huh? Think about it...

[that's such an isolated case that it's stupid you even mention it. However! I need to agree. Respect your teammates and they will respect you. It costs nothing to be nice]

'Uhuh uhuh. Very funny hearing that from you though'

[you- why yo-]

Ignoring the haters by focusing my entire attention to the race, looking at lane 7 and lane 3 as both of them are the quickest so far from off the bat.

Both look like they have great technique. Sharp elbows, thumb in first and kicks never above the water. They look very promising.

The other lanes: lane 4, lane 5 and lane 8, are all mediocre. Well, at least they are still young. This age is the perfect age for improving your swimming. 

Despite the fact that they suck so much that a person with cerebral palsy with 10 kilogram weights could out swim them, they are fairly good for their age.

Right now in this race, it's a 100 meter freestyle. The pool is 25 meters long meaning that it's 2 laps; back and forth.

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(A.N) lol. So, to avoid any confusion for the non-swimming people or people who are still confused by now about what a lap is; a lap is a round trip. Going to the other side of the pool and coming back is a lap; not JUST going to the other side.

Sorry if you knew but there are probably people who were confused lol. Again, a lap is to the end and back. Got it? Cool, let's return.
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It's like watching two of the best people compete against each other: Senna v. Prost, Rosberg v. Hamilton and Celtics v. Lakers just to name a few.

Imagine that but much, much, much slower than Formula 1 cars or basketball games. These are kids who having even lived a decade, give them a break.

By the 2nd lap, both of them are dead tired but they keep on going. Their grit is immense that's for sure. Most 8-9 year olds can't even continue after one lao and these kids are crushing it!

On the return back to the starting point, both are constantly breathing on both sides, even taking little rests. The girl on lane 7 is almost crying while the boy is clutching his stomach.

Honestly, I don't think this is what coach K intended. If you are going to make a bunch of barely children swim 100 meters and expect them to finish, you'd be dead wrong. Wrong and stupid. Stupid and wrong.

Lanes 4, 5 and 8 are all so tired they are just floating in the pool and trying to get out; they quit after reaching 3/4ths of the first lap.

Lane 7 comes in first and then lane 3. Coach K's stopwatch showed us that the girl on lane 7 got a time of 1:39.56. In all honesty, that is an absolutely stunning time. For her age and for that distance, not many can do it.

The boy was no slouch either, clocking in at 1:45.32. Both are amazing times don't get me wrong and I'll probably see them in competitions in the future. But...hard work is nothing in face of talent! And I have both!

[by talent you mean me, the best system ever, Feelie?]

Feelie interrupts my feel good streak by saying I don't have talent! Again! I recall his words and get a bit agitated. You mean to say I didn't work hard? You little system! I worked hard!

Thinking about his words more however, I realize something...he is getting more and more like me! Before, he used to be more modest and polite with his insults, calling me "scoundrel" and "rascal". 

But now?

He prefers uplifting himself by pushing me down! He is me! I made him like me! Mwuahahahahaha!!! You fool, Feelie! I have found you all out and your codes are being read as we think!

'Awwwwww... would ya look at that, it seems I've rubbed off on you a little bit! Hic...hic!...I raised that boy...'

[wha- don't even tr-]

I ignore him and focus on the next match and the encouraging words of Coach K. Honestly, as a coach, his skills on pep talks and motivational speeches are top notch.

Some of the best coaches are even better at motivating their pupils than at the damn sport. Some examples of this are Rob Ryan of the Cowboys, Rex Ryan of the Jets and so on.

I know one word you could say, your honor, and that is "Guilty"!!!

Coach K goes over to the two troopers gives them a big pat on their backs. After all, they deserve it after showing their perseverance.

"Hey, Chang-min ah and Mi-sun ah, both of you were absolutely amazing out there. Great job"

""Un!""

After he pats them on their heads, he lets them take a well deserved rest and focuses on the next batch of swimmers, silently hoping they are at least 70% of the two perseverance monsters.

'Hmmmm...wait a minute. Why does Mi-sun sound familiar?...hmmmm, Olympics? FINA?.....oh wait! ASEAN! OH DAMN!

Now I realize who Mi-sun is; a bronze medalist at ASEAN. Despite her "only" getting a bronze medal, that's much, much better than most people out there. She is incredibly talented and from the news interviews, has a great personality.

She stopped swimming after she got 6th in the recent ASEAN in my previous life and settled down to marry some chaebol with a fake-ass hairline, obviously tucked in stomach and Botox inflated lips.

Like a damn kendoll! Look at me! My hair is so much thicker than his even when I was 40 and bald! I honestly felt bad for her but checking the stock market, I didn't feel too bad anymore.

A hint why: she was worth over 10 billion won just from marrying him. 

Maybe I'll try motivating her in the future to swim more or something. Hopefully she doesn't get ri- doesn't quit swimming this time around.

She was a great swimmer and many men loved watching her.

[uhuh...a "great" swimmer, right?]

'Yeah! A very se- great swimmer and an amazing athlete! Her looks are only 10/10 anyways!' 

The third batch of people are getting ready and I'm looking forward to seeing how So-young compares to the other 7-10 year olds...

"Good luck, So-young! Fighting!"

She turns her head and looks at me with scarlet cheeks and dazed eyes. She regains focus and gives a wide smile.

"Un!"

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(A.N) yo! Another chapter and I hope you enjoyed! Please do support with reviews and comments! Thanks! Peace ✌️!

Life isn’t fair and Kim Min-chul knows it...except it isn’t for the reason you are thinking.

...Min-chul is just too damn PERFECT!!!

he has a tall height of 184 cm, a fast metabolism, perfect swimmer’s body without even trying and is unknowingly a ladies man!

He makes girls fall for him without even knowing!!!

How do you even do that?!?!

Unfortunately however, he let this all get to his head. Not starting his swimming career until he was in junior high and barely making it into the international leagues. Even then, he would neglect his training regularly.

With his 184 cm height, his constant slumping caused him to lose some height, eventually reducing  to 176 cm.
Even with his fast metabolism, he ate too much and rarely exercised; giving him a potbelly at 29.
Despite his natural swimmer’s body, his shoulders got narrowed down and social skills now non-existent.

Looking back at his life in high-school and college as a 40 year old salaryman making just above-average wage, he stares over Wariss Bridge and contemplates. Contemplating whether life is worth living or not...

“Bwahahahaha!!! What the hell, author? Contemplating what, you liar! I just thought that the view was nice!”

“...y-y-you...you’re courting death; insulting me, ancestor koppa!”

That day, a strong gust of wind started the chain of unlikely events that would eventually take 
Min-chul’s life.

‘.....I died, huh?’

[beep boop zorp... I am making robot noises!]

“What the hell?!?!”

[Oh! You are host, yes? I am your system! Your swimming system!]


NOTE: This story isn’t one of those “ sport is life” novels. This is the story of redemption for a man who lost everything due to his own negligence. He isn’t a swimmer, he is a regular guy with a life who is also happens to be a swimmer. 

Don’t get me wrong though, there will be tournament arcs and swimming tournaments but I will focus on a more slice of life type story for this novel.



On the other hand, not every youngster was huddling in a cavern creche with Ruth.
There was a difference, a huge difference, between the children who grew up in the Wildlands and the refugees who arrived from the Midlands.
For example, 6-8 year-old ordinary, refugee ex-Midlander children were barely brave enough to do household-chore type Adventurer Guild missions after school for some 'pocket money'. 9-10 year olds might take missions on the farms, or help paint someone's wall or any number of deliveries and message bearing. Even the 11-12 year olds seldom ventured far from town, only a rare few ex-refugees going out to the outlying villages, and even then mainly sticking to the roads. Only teenagers would venture off-road and take on 'real' adventures.
But the children who grew up at Fort Troas or those of the Sea People like Alani who migrated here long ago were not like that. These were more adventurous sorts who ran around the forests armed and armored on a daily basis. They hunted Wilds and natural treasures, mapped out the unknown, guarded their friends and Comrades with their lives, and generally earned enough to live on their own without parental support.
Not to mention the likes of Mindy, George, and Tim, any of whom had a net worth to match entire towns.
At this hour, about a dozen ten year-olds were following Damien and Lisa in the creche, obediently staying safe and doing their homework in the reflected firelight of the cavern. Those were ex-refugee children.
Meanwhile, a certain other ten year-old was riding the Tier 8 Deep Emperor across the seas between continents, accompanied by a fleet of the Order of Light all loaded with desperate new refugees from the Midlands. On Reef's back were more people than she bothered to count, all of them clinging tightly to the magical island that had come out of nowhere and somehow was able to move as fast as the surrounding ships.
A yell sounded from one such ship. "Are we taking them all the way to Fal'Herim?"
Alani called back. "We'll offload at the islands first, and go back for more. We have to get as many of them out of there as possible! The Midlands Wilds are already on the rampage, and it's chaos back there!"
"Understood!" Even if the Wilds didn't kill them, chances were exceedingly high that desperate humans would.
They would save as many as they could, but the islands could only hold so many, and the ships and Reef were likewise limited. Going back and forth, once the islands were filled up, they would have no choice but to land at Fal'Herim, and that would mean even longer trips and more time taken. How much time did they have? How long before all semblance of order fell apart and blood soaked the Midlands? It was going to come down to a race, and every life saved in their dwindling time was a win in her book.
***
Meanwhile, Tim was in the desert fighting with a Great Dragon.
Yes, of course it was Khar'al-dras, the very Dragon who provided him with power. Right now they were in what could be described as a sibling quarrel, two brothers arguing and physically fighting over the fate of a certain desert city.
Simply put, Khar'al-dras wanted to destroy it. The city was no longer what it once was and had little or no appeal to him any longer.
Tim, on the other hand, had a lot at stake in that city and very much wanted to leave it unharmed.
The argument got heated and eventually they went head to head. Huge shockwaves churned entire sandstorms in the desert. The ground shook and buildings collapsed. Even if he didn't do it directly, Khar'al-dras managed to destroy more than half the city just by fighting Tim.
But Tim wasn't about to give up on all his assets in the city. So they fought, and all the people of Fal'Herim could do was to duck for cover and run for shelter.
***
Darian, on the other hand, was preparing to face the Wind Emperor. He cleared out most of the tunnels and went to find George in the underground command post. "Any updates on the Beast Tide?"
"Their main forces are two hours away, but word has it the Wind Emperor is in the vanguard." George told him, marking out spots on his map. "They won't have any early waves or scouting parties arriving before that. The Wind Emperor is leading the charge from the front. He will be the very first Wild attacking Kara-Goth. You have time to rest up."
"Two hours." Darian nodded. "I'm going to get something to eat."
***
In those two hours, Sior'khan-dras amended the Beacon's Trade signal to warn incoming ships about abnormal weather conditions, in case someone tried to land and ran straight into Nil'rak's Shroud or Zor'khan's lightning, or any number of winds and storms roused by rampaging dragons.
Remian and Captain Lance worked to get the Acrobat up and running. It didn't have a whole lot of mana available to power it, but they gave it what they could.
Ermine churned out enough Tier 4 semi-automatic guns for one hundred town guards. The weapon of choice was the Impact Pistol, an ancient Tau design that focused on stopping power. While it wasn't very accurate at long range, the smokeless, high-pressure firearms fired off rounds at such high velocities they would literally blow apart most unarmored humans within twenty meters.
As for herself, she built a gun turret on the elevator to the roof of her apartment and mounted a heavy multi-barrel autocannon on it. On top of that, she piled on metal plating turning the elevator into a pop-up bunker.
Aside from Alani, the rest of Class-2 weren't doing quite so well. They had tried to fly to Kara-Goth on their airship, but the storms raged on, and the airship went tumbling down and they were forced to limp back to Craggy Falls just as the rain started to fall.
Lydia started smoking.
Wulfgar started drinking his third tankard of ale that day.
Asda's dead body was discovered by already-panicked citizens among the ruins in Fal'Herim. Apparently she did not survive the door.
Meanwhile, Charlie was sitting in the wreckage of the Ashdalian flagship, holding Mandy's battered form in his arms. Mandy's breathing was hoarse and shallow, her clothing and Charlie's both stained with blood. Her condition was critical and Charlie was in no shape to move either.
"Did we... make a mistake...?" Mandy coughed.
"Don't talk. Save your strength." Charlie choked out.
"There's no point." Mandy let out a low, self-mocking laugh. "After... everything... now that I think back... all I ever wanted... was just..."
She trailed off. Charlie did not say anything either. Blood slowly trickled out of her mouth.
"How did... it come to this...? How did I... end up... here?"
Slowly, she closed her eyes. Then, she sighed. "Mindy... I'm sorry."
There was only silence.
"Remian... I'm sorry."
Once more she coughed, and she coughed up blood. At last, she turned to Charlie.
"Charlie... I'm sorry."
Charlie shook his head, no longer able to say anything. It wouldn't have mattered anyway.
The sound of hoarse breathing stopped. Mandy's body no longer moved, no longer breathed, her heart no longer beat.
Charlie sighed.
"Goodbye."

Born with a curse of weakness, Remian Vin always had to depend on others to survive. One day, after a close encounter with death, to improve the lives of his loved ones, Remian set out to the Frontier…

+ Kingdom-building
+ No System
+ Not a game
+ Airships
+ Magic world
+ Magic beasts
+ Multi-cultural

About the (somewhat abstract) cover:
Wonder if anyone would realize the significance of the man-made structures at the edge of a cliff, and a tree over it?

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for my kids to see when they grow up lolol? I'm not even 15 yet. OK lets get to the point about my day today!!! yay ONLINE LEARNING!!!
We had P.e (physical activities online but F it i skipped that $hit about excersing and just googled the answer for about the excersize and the health benefit it brings us. i did the other lessons normally.....maybe.
I have a write a weather report, and make a video of it then send it to the whole class, yes the whole class!!!! the whole ducking class, Im going craaaaazy right now!!! i don't know how to do make a video like that and i am too ducking embarassed to ask anyone about how to do this duck.
duck it not forgetting to mention, i am in a whole new ducking school and im 13 but im going to grade 9, like in my old school there are 13 year olds in grade 7 when i came here but noooo i had to go to grade 8 skipping grade 7 so im working hard to catch up. My friends re still in grade 7 and going to grade 8 this year. but i just ducking became 13 this year and be in grade 8. 
i have to join a class zoom call. (this is my first time using zoom, in online learning we didnt use zoom we used something else). i dont even know what type clothes to wear. DUUUUUCK i am so stressed. i have 2 assignments due wednesday and im going hayday, belive it. 
i have my friends from my old school calling back and fourth to play games online or watch anime or maybe watch netflix. TF, i dont have netflix, my parents are strict af. if you wanna watch netflix with me gimme the ducking password (dont do this as its illegal) 
i need to now write this $hit to let out my frustration.
on tommorow, i will see what happens to me and will share it with you love. will my geography teacher be mad about the video. will i duck up my zoom call, what else will happen?
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Give up your stones and let me feast upon them

Morganna's days were filled will more lessons since she was found in the forest. It seemed her family was attempting to make her too busy to explore. 

No matter what she was doing someone's eyes were constantly on her. When her brother found out that she left by herself he was furious. He would not even speak to her for a whole week!

The lessons were boring and other than some of the etiquette and history she knew everything they were teaching her. She felt it was time to finally start showing some of her knowledge off. She obviously won't start spouting off different scientific formulas or even advance mathematical equations. She would just be happy to not be "learning" her numbers and colors.

"Mother, I already know this. May we please move onto something harder?" Morgianna batted her eyes at her mother, who was the one teaching her for the day.

Her mother rarely taught her subjects other than etiquette, as her being the lady of the house nobody was more knowledgeable than her.

Dutchess Bloodmoon was shocked by her daughter's words. What child wants their lessons to get harder? 

"I will let you move forward in your studies if you can answer my questions correctly." 

"2+7"
"9"
"8+8"
"16"
"Spell house"
"H-O-U-S-E" 

The questions continued back and forth for several minutes progressively getting "harder" or so her mother thought. Yet Morgianna just calmly answered each one in every subject with ease.

"13×16"
"208"
"Spell Grievance"

Finally having enough of the questions Morgianna finally broke the chain.

"Mother if I spell this correctly may we stop the quiz?"

Lillian had been so caught up in asking questions to see how far she could take it that she did not notice the sun was setting. They had been at it for several hours! 

"If you spell the word correctly and use it in a sentence then I will allow you to finish for the day, and I will inform your father to get you a teacher so that you may learn at a more advance rate."

" Grievance, G-r-i-e-v-a-n-c-e. My grievance of the current curriculum has led us into a prosperous decision for both parties. Thank you mother."

With that sentence Morgianna stood to return to her room, leaving her mother staring after her with eyes wide and mouth slightly ajar. 

She knew she went a little overboard. After all she was only 3 in this lifetime. She just could not help herself. She needed something challenging or she just might go insane from boredom. She continued walked back to her room all the while listening to the whispers of the maids and guards as they discussed how much she knew at such a young age.

Meanwhile her mother Lillian finally snapped out of her awe and immediately rose from her seat so that she could go find her husband.

This time a day he would only be in 1 of 2 places. The first being his office, and the second being the garden that he used for training.

Making her way through their home she saw that the guards were thinner near the office which meant he was not there. Else the number would have easily tripled from the meer 2 she saw in attendance.

Her husband, being a Duke knew the dangers of his position. He did not like to have all the guards, but he knew the importance of keeping his family and himself safe.

A few moments later she arrived at the door to his garden, already hearing the steady thump sound that accompanied each dagger as it hit its mark.

Knocking on the door she waited for the sounds within to stop and her husband to speak.

"Come in"

Those two words were deep and raspy as if he had not uttered a sound in days.

"Darling, you should drink something. Do not work too hard." She gave a little wink at him as she motioned one of the servants to get them refreshments. The conversation they were about to have felt like it was a bomb, fuse already lit and she couldn't stop it.

Duke Bloodmoon who had been watching a series of complex emotions flash across his wife's face could take the suspense no longer. "What is on your mind beautiful? Why do you frown?"

"It is about Morgianna... she had requested a harder curriculum." Lillian started slightly reluctant.

"That is great! She has been learning at the level of most 4-year-olds lately, shall we take it up to what is expected of a 5-year-old?" Ryland had clear excitement twinkling in his eyes, his baby was so smart!

Shaking her head slightly Lillian released a sigh before continuing, "No we shall not bother with age 5, 6, or really anything less than that expected of 10-year-olds. That Is as far as I quizzed her but she got every question correct. Whether it be math, science, spelling, and so forth. I have never seen a child so advance and it worries me that someone would try to exploit her."

Ryland finally understood why his wife had been upset with their daughter's knowledge. "Do not worry, I will protect her now and forever. I swear that even if she is a genius, she is still my little girl. We shall get her a private teacher and they will keep everything silent. Else they be punished."

Lillian felt comforted knowing how seriously her husband took oaths.

"She just isn't natural. I do not want her to be used as a tool." Lillian moved into her husband's embrace both thinking of the future before them and how their daughter could change it all.

Morgianna Salieri is an average girl. She makes good grades, never gets in trouble, and works hard in her martial arts. Everything is normal except, she has been able to see how much time a person has left if she looks at them with her left eye.
She was born with one red eye and one that from a distance looks gold, however, on closer inspection it looks like an antique clock.
One day after class while walking home with her best friend she watches as all her time disappears as a truck heads right for her. Without thinking twice she pushes her friend out of the way trading her places.
What should have been her end became her new beginning as she wakes up in a world where magic and beasts are around every corner.

Do you guys want me to redo the story so that he has better wishes?
And for the 8-year-olds in love part I know I made a mistake, I mean I've never fallen in love so I don't know when you really figure out that emotion.
Also, Tell me what wishes you guys want so I don't get any more bullshit.

Hiro Tanaka was your average otaku, who loved Reading Manga to watching anime but when God tried to save him but it backfired and he still died and as an apology, he gave Hiro a System. "Well, young Hiro as an apology for killing you I decided to let you be reborn in any world Including Anime, Movies, Books, etc. Oh yeah you can also customize a system  that you want to have so good luck"
* I don't own any character besides Oc* Cover Photo isn't mine if you don't like it text me.

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