Chapter 4 The Day After
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After watching movies for whole night, well the most gave up after 2, everybody is still sound asleep. Well almost everybody, Jade and Wonpil are already up, because they're about to leave for a romantic weekend. "I'm going to write a quick note for Doenja and Romy, so they know what they have to do." Jade quickly writes down what she expects the girls to do. "Come let's leave to the airport or we'll miss our flight," Wonpil carries the suitcases. "Ok we can leave now, let's hope nothing happens while we're gone," Jade worries. "We're only gone 3days. Nothing bad will happen," Wonpil says to comfort Jade. The couple leaves to Jeju Island.
-Romy's pov-
"Ohh my head, typical me, never getting drunk in Belgium and just arrived in SK, here's my first hangover. Thank goodness that I have a free day today because I won't leave my bed." "Romyyy!!! Jade left a note for us and I says all we have to do today," Doenja shouts. "Unnie please don't yell, my head hurts," I say desperately. "Oh sorry I'm going to Stray Kids now to let them know we have a photoshoot in the afternoon. Can you come out of bed by then?" Doenja asks. "I'll try, when are you going to leave?" I ask. "Around 2pm, the photoshoot is for W Korea," Doenja explains. "Okay see you then." I turn around in my bed and fall asleep again.
-Doenja's pov-
"Poor Romy has a hangover from the party." I leave the room and go to Stray Kids' dance room. "Good morning boys! Jade sunbae gave me a list of what we have to do today and tomorrow. This morning you are free 'till 2pm, because then we have a photoshoot for W Korea and an interview." "Noona do you know where Romy is?" Chan asks. "She's still in bed but she will be with us at the photoshoot. Oh my phone rings, it's Jade." I leave Stray Kids in the room and go to the hall to talk to her. After half an hour calling with Jade I go back to my room. Not really paying attention to where I'm going because I'm reading my mail. Until suddenly.... BAAM! "Oh mianhe Doenja noona," I hear Brian saying. "It's ok I wasn't watching my steps." Brian helps me up. "Oh no you're covered in coffee," I notice. "That's nothing, as long as you aren't hurt." Wow he really is a gentleman. "So now I spilled my coffee, do you want to go out for coffee later? I know a really good coffee house." "Ehm ok back here in 15minutes, I'm guessing you'll want to change," I joke. "Haha sure, I'll change into some coffee free clothes and then we can go out," he winks.
-unofficial date-
"Ok so Brian asked me out for coffee, is that a date or not??" I wonder. "Romy I'm out with Brian, call me if something happens." "I will..." Romy answers sleepy. I take my bag and wait at the entrance of the building. "Ready for our cofee date?" Brian asks. "Sure but I have to be back before 2pm because I have a photoshoot with Stray Kids." "Don't worry I get you back in time." He takes my hand and off we go. We're walking hand in hand, I repeat HAND IN HAND through the streets of Seoul. "I hope it doesn't start to rain, the clouds look dark and I didn't bring an umbrella." "Oh I have a backup," he says confident," Here it is, it's the best place for coffee." Gentleman Brian holds the door open for me. "Ladies first," he winks. We sit at a table for two. "It's so cute and adorable here." We order our coffee, I'm having a latte machiato with matcha ice and Brian is having cappuccino with a muffin. We talk a lot about our past, about funny childhood memories and honestly I could listen to him for hours. We even talk about love, a topic I rather avoid, past dates were horrible. "What's your type of dreamguy?" Brian asks. "Well actually I don't have one, when I meet someone, if it feels right then it is. How about yours?" "Hmm I have like a thing for older girls, idk why I just think I can learn more," he tells me. Omg I think I'm his type haha. Brian pays for our unofficial date. "Next time I'm paying" I say. "Well then we'll have to go on an other date," he says with a smile. We're walking back to the JYP building. "Oh look there's a lot IGOT's in front of the building, they're hoping to see GOT7," Brian notices. "I heard Wonpil is going to marry that Jade girl. Like wth he deserves so much better," someone in the crowd says. "Hmm excuse me I don't think you have the right to talk about her like that. You don't know her and Wonpil made the right choice to marry such a wonderful person. As a fan you should respect his choice and now if you could please step aside, I would like to return to my building because I work there." I set her straight and enter the building. "Wow you showed them you can't be pushed around." Brian says admiring. "I was just sticking up for Jade, she already gets enough hate as it is. But first I want to thank you for the coffee, I had a good time thanks." "And worth repeating," Brian adds. We say goodbye and I go back to my room.
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I realised what my mistake was. 
It was posting my story in a platform where the majority of readers came to read seeing the 18+ and sexual content tags and not the drama/ emotional tag. It was posted in a platform where 90% of the readers are horny teens. All those horny teens came in seeing the words MCU, powers and a strong MC tag expecting my MC to be a perfect being. Well, guess what fuckers, my MC is not perfect.
Have you horny people never heard of the term don't judge a book by its cover? Well, let my novel be a lesson to you not to judge a book by its cover.
This was stated from the very first chapter by me showing his extremely lazy side. The whole point of his gift was to counter his lazy side. He was never perfect and it's your fault for thinking my MC is perfect when I displayed so many times throughout the novel he wasn't.
I had trouble understanding peoples emotions since childhood. Due to this, I had to analyse, examine, learn and understand people's emotions deeply in order to empathise and emulate those emotions.
So don't fucking argue with me about MC's emotions because if there is one person who correctly knows MC's emotions it's me, who spend countless years trying to understand, learn and research about peoples emotions in order to emulate them, not you guys who could naturally empathise with people and took that ability for granted.
I didn't fucking write this story randomly. I write spending hours researching every angle of it. Including the aspect of the emotional situation of MC. Why else would I take into the consideration of inflation of money and other things in my story? I asked people around me how they would feel in each scenario that the MC went through and drew from their experience and mine into the story.
Especially his emotions when killing people. I did this by asking my uncle and his friends who were in the army about his experience of killing people and his reaction to etc. I didn't fucking just bring it out of nowhere! Yet many of you 'kids' think killing people is alright and easy! I am sorry but I don't want to cater my story in a platform where many of you are these kinds of sick psychopaths/ mentally challenged.
To all those people who looked for logic in a work of fiction. Why are you even fucking reading a work of fiction when fictions are meant to be breaking the rules of reality and logic?
So yeah all of you haters/ logic finders go read other awesome/ perfect fanfics in this site and enjoy them! They will be more to you haters', horny kids' and logic lookers standards where you can find perfect MC with logical work. Because from this moment onwards my novel will be taken off from this site.
Also to the Russian site, Rulate. Do you think it's fucking okay to translate my novel on a different site without my permission without giving me any credit? You dare fucking take my story post it under different creators name? You dare try to take peoples money when I made it clear this is a free novel?
Let me see how you are going to carry on from now on. Let's see how you are going to answer the people whose money you took from when they get no more updates. tl.rulate.ru/book/50755/
I didn't write this book for money, fame, recognition or anything. I wrote it because I liked writing. I wrote more than 150 chapters because I liked writing. You want evidence? When have I asked any of you for power stones or money for faster release?
The only reason I posted it was because I saw how there was barely any non-harem fanfic work and decided to share my work for free with you guys to enjoy it. I enjoyed reading all the nice comments. I enjoyed reading all the suggestions. But I didn't fucking enjoy assholes who wanted to implement their ideology in my book.
To those who seriously supported me and loved my work, I am deeply sorry. I am a human, not a God of mercy and love. I feel anger when I see those hate and illogical comments. Especially when I spend more than 3 hours reading and replying to every single comment.
This is a punishment to those haters to teach them not to fucking ruin other peoples mood.
The good news to those who genuinely enjoyed and loved my novel it that it isn't dropped. It is just in a different platform under a different name. However, I am not going to say its name or the platform where it's posted because the logic finders, haters, horny kids and the work stealers from this site would just come to that site to piss me off and ruin my work. Hope you guys find it.
Let my book be a lesson to all you haters and people who looked for logic in a book what gratitude, appreciation and truly enjoying a book means. Every hate comments you posted affected me assholes.
This book is part of a massive trilogy of another author's book in this platform. This story was what you could say as phase 1 of the trilogy. Both of us had planned to reveal to you the book at the end of my book. But now I am not going to(not on this site) seeing as most haters from this site/novel would ruin his work as well.
Funny thing is I am not even sad. I feel happy taking my novel down from this site. Guess that is how much the haters affected me.
Potato Lord signing off!

It's been 10 years since the day our hero was reincarnated in this world. He is waiting for the day to start the adventure. Hero was a big pokemon fan and had read many thing about the pokemon fiction (It is fiction in the world where there are no pokemons).
Jason is sitting in his room and thinking about his upcoming adventure, 'The world is really different from what I thought, though I don't remember everything about my past life but I still remember few things and there was nothing cruel shown about this world but it is different'.
First of all I will give some details about pokemon world which our main characters had learned by reading many books.
1. Ranking system of Trainer
there are certain ranking of the trainer according to which they get alot of benefits. Though healing in pokemon center is free for all and only in certain conditions they need to pay the charges but that pay also differs from rank to rank. Starting with ranking,
a) Rookie- This title is assigned to every trainer who start their journey. They have privilege like 120 day total free stay in Pokemon center in a year and 20% discount on healing charges for major injuries.
b) Intermediate: This title is govern to rookie trainer when he get atleast 2 badges out of 12 badges of the league They gets privileges like 160 day free stay in pokemon center per year and 30% discount on healing charges for major injuries.
c) Advanced: This title is given to trainers when they have atleast 5 league badges and also their 3 pokemons are mid elite level. They get privilege like 200 days free stay in pokemon center per year and 45% discount on healing charges. Trainers with this rank onward get some payments from league per year as well.
d) Ace: This title is given to trainers when they have atleast 8 league badges and also their 1 pokemon at pseudo king level and 2 pokemons at Max Elite Level. They get privileges like 260 day free stay in pokemon center and 60% discount on healing charges.
e) Master: This title is given to trainer when they have all league badges and also their 3 pokemons are at pseudo king level. They get privileges like 300 days free stay in pokemon center and 75% discount on healing charges.
f) Elite: There are only 8 elite trainers in this region and for getting this title the trainer need to beat the league tournament and challenge them, if he is able to beat atleast 2 elite trainers then he become elite trainer and weakest of them is removed but reaching this level is too high as all of their pokemons are at Emperor Level.
g) Champion: This is most powerful trainer in the region and current champion of league is at that position since 30 years and his age is 65 years, even elite trainers are in their 50's and youngest one is 45 years old.
This is the ranking of the trainers in the pokemon world in all regions. There are certain ranking of pokemons as well and that is divided in 3 tiers for each rank and those tiers are Pseudo, Mid and Peak. The ranking of pokemons are as follows.
a) Rookie
b) Intermediate
c) Advanced
d) Elite
e)King
f) Emperor
g) Champion
h) Master
According to data which our main character got from reading, many trainers start their journey but they reach only upto Advanced level and that due to their pokemons don't advance because lack of nutrients and proper training. Out of total Advance trainers only 10% reach Ace trainer level and out of Ace Trainers only 4% reach master level. This is all due to lack of training and nutrients to pokemons. Advance trainers are mostly respected as higher personnel in the small and mid towns and only Master trainers are allowed to be a gym leader.
The region our hero incarnated is Hoenn region and this is the time when there are 12 gyms in the region and champion is Leon, Steven stone is not champion and he is not known to world yet.
About our hero, our hero is 10 years old and his name is Jason Wood, he has black hairs and eyes are light brown with round face and wears glasses. his height is 4'7", kid is very curious and from the age of 5 he is reading about this world and he is smarter then kids around his age in the town. The town where he stay is Gao Village which is at 60 Km distance from Slateport City and 50 km from Mauvile City. Mauvile city is 110 Km from Slateport City. His family includes his Mother Charlotte, Father George, Grand Father Joseph, Grand Mother Mila and his 4 years old sister Aria.
In his family his grandfather is an ace level trainer and he is mayor of the village. Also his father owns a milk dairy which delivers milk to nearby towns which include Slateport City, Mauvile City, Rustbro City, Shivan City and few other city and villages, so their business is big level and earn quite enough. They have around 20 Taurous and 150 Militanks in their farm. Our hero was also given an egg at his 6th birthday who is a Taurus and later he caught a militank after permission from his father. Though they are with him since his 6th and 7th birthday respectively but their power level will be disclosed in later chapters.
Today is special day and our hero is going to get his first pokemon from Slateport City and will be starting his journey. His mother is crying but elders at home consoled him by saying that jason is a mature kid (Which he is compare to other kids in town) and can handle himself.
So what pokemon our hero will get and how his journey will start, stay tuned for next chapter.

I will write story of pokemon world reality and cruelty. I was writing a book previously but stopping that as that shows very similarity to anime. I read alot of fan fictions so I am writing something which will show the reality and Please support me, 

Disclaimer: I don't own Pokemon or Pokemon Company and all rights are reserved by makers of Pokemon.
This Fan-Fiction has similarity to many dropped fictions and I am rewriting with some new part and also some parts are closely similar to few fan fiction (Hope you will love it).

Noah took Chloe to the Youth Center in the Boyle Heights neighborhood.
In the entry hall, two staff members were sitting behind the welcoming counter and when they saw Noah, both of them shoot to their feet and stood in attention. Noah waved with his hand, gesturing for two people to relax and sit.
Chloe smiled a little because this situation reminded her how Noah reacted when Sarah and Aiden showed up unannounced in the office.
"What are we doing here?", Chloe asked in a half-whisper.
She asked him a few times where they are going, but he said that she will find out when they get there. Well, now that they reached their destination, she still didn't know what Noah's plan was.
Youth Centers in neighborhoods are what their name implies, centers where youth (mostly teens) gathers for various activities. Normally, there is a program coordinator who decides what events will be provided in the center, and that can range from physical exercise to learning various skills or doing schoolwork. Chloe wondered why Noah brought her here.
"Hold that question for ten seconds. It's better to show you than to explain with words.", Noah said while leading the way down the hallway.
It's not that Noah wanted to keep this a secret, but he knew that bringing Chloe here to see with her own eyes will be much better than telling her about it. 
Why did he bring her here? Noah was aware that Chloe was planning to leave this neighborhood (and probably the city as well), and he wanted to show her how amazing this place is, starting from the youth center where he usually spends his weekends if there is no important mission scheduled.
They stopped next to the big window that was providing a view of the large hall that was on the right. It looked like a basketball court with sparkly light brown wooden floors.
The hall had more than twenty teenagers inside, who were standing in several rows and practicing punching moves under the guidance of two women wearing black uniforms. The door was ajar, and they could hear teenagers shouting 'hoo-haa' while punching the air in unison.
Chloe looked at the teens. It was a mix of girls and boys, between thirteen and eighteen years old. They were doing their practice with serious expressions on their faces.
Two women moved between teens and corrected their postures when needed.
Chloe's eyebrows shoot up when she recognized two women as Lizzie and Scarlet. Those two were intimidating before, but now that Chloe confirmed how they can fight, Lizzie and Scarlet turned into absolutely terrifying existences. Chloe was glad that she will resign from the Blanc because working with Lizzie and Scarlet will be nerve-wracking.
Noah saw that Chloe was getting anxious and he decided to show her something else. 
Without a word, Noah took Chloe's hand into his and tugged her to follow him further down the hallway.
He was happy that she didn't pull her hand away, and after a few steps, his lips lifted into a smile when he felt her fingers curling around his hand, holding onto him. Yup, he is making great progress.
Chloe was startled when he held her hand, but she didn't want to let go because it felt good, almost like her hand belonged in his. His hand was big and warm and solid and it made her want to do all kinds of things, but letting go was not one of them.
They stopped on the left side of the hallway, next to a large window. The room inside was spacious and carpeted. It had desks and chairs and a lot of kids sitting in silence. There were more than fifty kids, some were reading, and some were writing, and there was a group of six kids in the far right corner who were discussing something while pointing at laptops like they were doing a group project. The wall on the left had one long table with fifteen computers, each with a kid in front of it.
The whole space looked like a big classroom. Most of the kids appeared to be in their teens, but a few were as young as eight years old, while some were in their early twenties.
Several people in black uniforms moved about and stopped next to the kid who had his (or her) arm raised. They were obviously helping kids, like tutors.
"Do kids do their make-up work here for school?", Chloe voiced her thoughts. She heard that youth centers in neighborhoods offer tutoring lessons at low cost.
"This is not make-up. For a big majority of kids present, this is their school.", Noah said.
Chloe didn't understand. This is a youth center, not a school. And also, it's a weekend, so schools should be closed. "It's Saturday. Shouldn't they be playing?"
"Most of these kids don't go to regular school. They study here and take online classes."
Chloe was familiar with the concept of distance learning, but she had no idea that there would be so many kids who don't go to school in a traditional sense. "Is there a reason why so many kids don't go to regular school?"
Noah guessed the reason behind Chloe's confusion, so he decided to explain.
"This is not only a youth center. These kids live here.", Noah said, and he saw that Chloe's curiosity was piqued. "It's not all of them. Some live in the area and they came only for supplemental classes. However, many of these kids were picked up from the streets of Los Angeles. They lived in bad conditions that put them in the system, but the system failed them, and they ran away from foster families or were abandoned. Some of them had addicts for parents who put their addiction in front of caring for their children, and in order to survive, kids were stealing or begging on the streets. We took them in. They get a place to sleep, three meals a day, and they also get to finish education."
"Are martial arts part of the program?"
Noah confirmed. "It's good for kids to know how to defend themselves. Even if they are never in a fight, having skills will give them confidence and it's a good exercise. It also teaches discipline and the value of hard work."
"Who pays for this?"
"This belongs to Blanc.", Noah said. "Most of the tutors volunteer, and kids don't pay anything."
Chloe thought how all that was hard to believe. "You are telling me that kids get a roof over their head, food, and education for free while Blanc covers the costs? The expenses should also include clothes, food, toiletries, and all kinds of other things."
Noah was not surprised to hear Chloe's questions. That disbelief was common for outsiders and he didn't want Chloe to be one. "Blanc is not a company. It's a community. A family. Sarah came in and she transformed a neighborhood with the highest crime rate in the County into one where people want to move in. Everyone who lives in the Boyle Heights neighborhood gets an option to contribute a percentage of their paycheck in exchanges for benefits, and any expenses on top of that are covered by Blanc. We encourage these kids to stick to their education with a promise that if they do well, they will be offered a job at Blanc. But there are no strings attached. Once they finish school, we help them find jobs, and until that happens, they are welcome to stay here."
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Sarah Hill is an introvert who does not want to attract attention. Other than mad coding skills, Sarah knows how to throw a punch. She believes that her biggest problem is the existence of the hacker Omega and her world flips upside-down when the most popular guy on campus approaches her. What does he want? Why her? (Ah, Sarah, that is only the beginning.) 

JoAnna Hill easily makes friends with her bubbly personality. Some call her a mad scientist, but she prefers ‘Dr. Hill’, because that is what she is. JoAnna is an excellent markswoman who can snipe out any target and she is wondering if her prince charming will ever come.

Sophia Hill is the voice of reason, their pillar of support. She is a confident CEO who knows how to get what she wants. Sophia’s degree in law combined with amazing capabilities to analyze the situation and plan ahead make her the perfect strategist (to achieve a goal without ending up in jail). 

This is a story of three Hill sisters who are navigating through challenges while they uncover the complicated story behind their maternal side of the family. And their father is not a simple man either.
Every sister is different, and so are their relationships. 

They all have in common: trust and belief that if they work together, anything is possible.

Mature content! 18+

***SPOILER? - START *** 
The story starts with a focus on the youngest sister (Sarah). 
After about 100 chapters, the oldest sister (Sophia) gets in the romantic spotlight. 
JoAnna finds herself pulled into romance last, at about 200 chapter mark. 
***SPOILER? - END ***

Excerpt from the novel...

"Do you believe in destiny?", Sarah broke the silence. 
"Destiny?" Aiden didn't expect such a question. 
"Yes. The thing that is meant to happen, and there is nothing you can do to prevent it. And when it does happen, everything feels right." 
"Why would you ask me such a thing?" 
"Until a few weeks ago I would say that there is no such thing as destiny. That we are all masters of our lives and that everything depends on our actions, or lack of it. But I can't help but wonder: why did I not push you away? ... Why does it feel like everything will be OK as long as we are together? ... You are a piece of me that I never knew was missing. Is this destiny?" 
"Mmm... if that is destiny, then I approve it.", Aiden lightly kissed Sarah's shoulder and rested his chin on it. 

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1st WARNING!!!
Contains descriptions of intimate scenes. If you are not comfortable with that, don’t read it!
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2nd WARNING!!!
This is my first novel! :)
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I own the cover.
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Check out my other novels: 
* "Accident Prone" 
* "Amara - Reunion"
* "The Alpha's Bride"
* "The Supreme Alpha"

Days goes by and sunday comes. A family of three on Beverly Hills just having a breakfast in a living room, the child of this family, a 9 year old girl was reading a newspaper and see this, her parents treat this as normal occurance as there is no entertainment like smart phones or video games this era.

See his daughter seem fascinated reading a newspaper, the father feel curious and ask his daughter. " What's on the news sweetheart? I've never seen you such having those interest reading newspaper." The daughter heard her father saying that immidiately feel iritated," Dad, I'm concentrating on reading this story, you know it's really hard to read on the newspaper😤".

Hearing that, her father didn't feel angry at all and become more curious for his daughter behaviour, " Okay sweetheart, I will just wait for you finish the story and then you tell me what this is story about" her father just smiled after saying that.

The mother saw the father daughter interaction just smiled and also became interested about what her daughter read. A moment passed and the girl has read the story with happy and frustated expression on her face, see her father become curious, she began narate the story to her parents

" This short story is the best that I have read mom, dad. It's exciting and funny. I wish I got those toys mom, dad. I like Woody, Buzz, and Bo Peep, too bad it has no illustration on it and this story still has continuation and won't be released next week. But dad, newspaper story is usually different each week and I'm afraid I won't get the continuation next week."

" Yes sweety, the story is really great and I really like those Buzz Lightyear character, it remind me of my favourite movie <Star Wars>. Don't worry honey, I will call L.A. Times and make sure they will release it next week. I got some friends in there and I'm sure with my reputation they will fulfill my request."

" Thanks dad you are the best!!".

And this situation occurs at least in a thousand household in L.A. and few parts of the States that subscribing the L.A. Times.

Monday,One of the meeting rooms,L.A. Headquarters

Board directors, chairman from each newspaper section and shareholders were having monthly meeting and after reaching the end of the meeting, some of the board directors discussing some topics that recently occurs.

" I heard our sales from sunday's post has increase at least 20% from before and the one of the article became a hot topic and got good mouth to mouth reputation along the readers. More so, many of the customer want this article to be present at next week coloumn. Did anybody know about this?"

At this moment, William F. Thomas, the chief editor answer the one of the board director question. " That would be a kid section coloum Mr Bill, there is a young boy who wrote the good story and I decided to publish it to the newspaper. And my judgement is correct, this boy's story not only good for children but also adults. And don't worry Mr Bill, there will be this story on children coloumn on the next 6 weeks."

" Did you ask this kid to write another story after the story finished?" He ask. " Yes, I make sure to get this newspaper priority if he want to write another story, so if he wrote for another newspaper, we can sue them."

" How about book publisher? Did you also make request about this?"

" No sir, this is kids story afterall, few of them want to publish it and if they did, the popularity is uncomparable than put it in our paper"

" Okay then, I belive your judgement is correct. It's just a children fairy tale afterall, our newspaper are focused on bigger news."

Oh maybe soon they would find it that they were wrong but they would be to late to taste the medicine called regret.

At a same time, our hero, Alphonse is saving a damsel in distress from a mighty dragon in the castle of camelot.

" O evil dragon, I will banish thee from this face of the earth and free the beautiful princess and I will marry her and live happy ever after."

" None of you shall pass, the princess is mine."

" Let's go my fellow knight.... and knightness, we shall vanquish the dragon and and and, what is the line, I forgot....."

" It should be ' And I will free you my beautiful princess'."

" Huft, why did we play this again Laura?"

Preaent time, Al and fellow kids were playing knight and dragon in the backyard. Al, Jon, Annie and Melissa play as knight, Toby as dragon and Laura as princess.

" You promise us that we will choose what will we play today!" said Laura as she frown.

" But I thought we were going to play hide and seek and are you a little bit to old to play this. And isn't supposed to be Annie or Melissa who play princess?"

" It's all girls dream to become a princess and saved by a handsome prince you know!!"

'Bring her to 2020 and maybe she will be declared as anti-feminist or even worse, male chauvism supporter by feminazis' thought Al

At this time, Mary come and greet every kids while smilling and bring him a good news

" Congratulation Al, now you are famous."

" Did my story succed?"

" More than succed, now everybody knew that the one who wrote <Toy Story> was you and many publishing book are interested on making a book and pitcure book from your story. They ask to get authorization from you and they will design everything. We can get at least $50.000 for this authorization and I'll make sure they only got book and pitcure book authorization. Other things like toys and cartoon will be still held by you."

" Wow awesome, but Mary, make sure I'm the one who draw the characters and I will be the one who wrote the book and it's sequel and if I did this, can I get a cash and dividend at least 20%?"

" You can also draw the characters? That is even better, but 20% is hard but I can make sure you get at least 10%. That's the dividend from famous author and with me, I can make it happen. I know some of publishing house and once it was my client."

" You want to make another stories Al?" Said little Annie

" Yes of course Annie, not only that, I can buy you many dolls and candies with my writing."

" Really?". Then he nods. " Yippie, Al gonna buy us more dolls and candies with his stories, now go Al! Make more stories!" , ' This girl 😑, I think she is too much playing with Laura'

" How about the L.A Times Mary?"

" How about them?"

" I mean the story priority, I think we promise them the next story will be handed to them."

" Don't worry Al, we only promise them one story and we don' t promise anything about publishing house. Well technically, they don't know how capable I am haha."

' Okay, increase vigilance output to 50% more when with Mary'," When will we negotiate with them? I need some time to make the stroyboard and draw the pitcure."

" On early August Al, I have made an appointment with them, just relax, I'll make sure to get enough benefit, now go on continue to play, I'll help Mrs K to prepare a dinner."

" Thank you Mary."

From this time, most of the kids who grew up in 80s will know Alphonse Brandt, the famous author of the <Al's Collection of Short Stories> and other books and novel he will write.

To Be Continued.....

Don't be too serious while reading this fic.

New Cover Credited to LordValmar.

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A man suffering from pancreatic cancer lay in his bed weakly. Believe that he will never survive, he made a wish on his birth/deathday to become the best filmmaker and become rich on his next life if there is.

A normal boy, who wanted live a genuine life, carrying a mysterious past and future.

Suddenly they woke up in the one body and one mind in year 1980.

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Damian  then shared some portion of the fish that he caught with the dragons and the kids which earned him a look of amazement from all of them except for Natsu who was standing beside Damian puffing up his chest I'm pride.

Seeing that Igneel felt a bit annoyed but just kept those thoughts at the corner of his mind and eyed the human who was currently being looked by the other dragon kings and quuen.

Maka then took up the huge fish and flew up in the air and said, "What are you all waiting for, Igneel light up the flames, Metallicana make a grill big and strong enough to hold this thing."

Hearing that the dragon kings and queen looked towards the old dragon and just nodded their heads. Weisslogia and Skiadrum then went away to gather some fire wood, while Metallicana started to make the things that Maka told him.

Damian just looked at all of them working from the side sitting on the ground and saw the two dragons who were still not busy looking towards him.

"What?"

"Hmm.... nothing, you must be quite strong to defeat that sea creature."

Before he was able to say anything Natsu stood from the ground with his eyes shining and said, "Yeah! Nii-chan is extremely strong!! He defeated that thing in just one attack, you know!!!"

Hearing that the other kids looked towards him in awe as well except for Gajeel who just snorted and looked away.

Igneel snorted at that as well and said, "Hmph, I can do that as well you know."

Natsu looked at his dragon father with a mocking expression and said, "Ehh, really?"

But just as he said that Igneel fired a fireball towards Natsu, who immediately started shouting, "AHHH!!! HOT HOT HOT!!" but just after that he started eating those flames and said, "What was that for!!!"

But Igneel just looked away without replying to Natsu.

Seeing him acting like that Grandeeny who was sitting beside Igneel started to chuckle and said, "Looks like someone bis getting jealous." She then looked towards Damian and smiled seeing Wendy happily reading a picture book given to him by Damian in his lap.

Wendy who also noticed her gaze waved her hand towards her and walked towards her to tell her the story that she was reading.

Damian who now had his lap free spread his legs and looked towards Sting and Rouge who were playing rock paper scissors, that Damian just taught them.

Seeing that he was now free, he started meddling with his new watch, checking if there were some new features in addition to the ultimate mode.

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Damian put his hand down once he was done checking the watch and didn't found any noticeable upgrade except for the fact that the magic consumption was lowered.

He then saw that Weisslogia and Skiadrum were back with what looked like huge uprooted trees in the. name of firewood.

Igneel got onto work once Maka used his magic to age the trees a bit to make them dry. Grandeeny and Mama then put the fish that was given by Damian on the huge grill made by Metallicana while Grandeeny made sure to not let the fish burn by constantly controlling the flames with her magic while Weisslogia and Skiadrum made sure to let it cook evenly.

Damian who saw that the preparations were complete took out huge sacs of salt from his storage and started spreading them over the fish.

Once all was done Damian took out his sword to cut the fish small enough for the children to eat while also taking his share as well. The rest was given to the Dragons among which Maka recieved the most.

The children and the dragons happily enjoyed the feast and once they were done Damian decided to go back alone since Maka wanted to meet some old friends.

"Ehh! You are going?!?!" asked a panicked Natsu.

Damian nodded his head and said, "Yeah, I need to go back it's already late, you know."

"But if you go who is going to teach me how to be strong and cool like you?!?!"

"Hmm, isn't Igneel teaching you how to be strong and no one said that you have to be like me, right? You can because your own kind of strong and cool you know."

"B-But- Oi, you all say something already!!!"

Just as he said that the three children Wendy, Sting and Rouge started to cry up a bit seeing which Damian flinched as he knew that if he left like that he would feel way to guilty for making the children cry.

"H-Hey, aren't you all strong kids, why are you crying just because of something like this, it's not like we will not meet again, right?"

But all of a sudden the three children came closer to him and grabbed his legs and looked back at him with puppy eyes, that coupled with the tears in their eyes was enough for Damian to choke up on his saliva.

Natsu seeing that Damian was now faltering a bit clenched his fist and mentally prayed for the kids to change Damian's mind.

"Don't go!!"

"Don't go Nii-chan!!!"

"Nii-chan please stay here!!!"

Damian felt the arms of the kids tighten around his legs and tears started to fall down their cheeks.

Seeing the man being forced by the small kids the dragons chuckled on seeing Damian's misery, but all of a sudden a person stood forward to help Damian out of this.

"Oi idiots, even if he doesn't ho back, who is he going to stay with? Did you forget that we will go back to our places as well."

Everyone looked at the person who said that and saw Gajeel looking at them with his arms crossed with a stern expression on his face.

 Natsu immediately raised his hand and said, "Who else, Nii-chan is going to stay with me and Igneel, you know."

Wendy looked back at Natsu and said, "Noo!!! Nii-chan will stay with me and Grandeeny, he told me that he will tell me stories!!!"

The two boys chimed in as well and said, "What are you talking about!!! Nii-chan is going to stay with us and tell us a lot of new games and play with us!!!"

The children then moved their attention from Damian and started arguing amongst themselves and Damian was finally able to give a sigh of relief.

Damian then looked towards his saviour Gajeel who still had his arms crossed and secretly gave him some sweets for his help.

Gajeel smirked on getting the sweets and said, "I will fight you the next time you come here, alright?"

Damian who heard that chuckled and ruffled Gajeel's hair much to his annoyance and said, "Sure Gajeel, make sure to get stronger during that time."

Gajeel moved the hand away from him and said, "Hah, I am already stronger than you, you know?! It should be you who should be prepared."

Damian just chuckled at the kid's antics and just nodded his head.

In the end the children were not able to decide and Damian was finally free to go back. He asked about the locations where each of the dragons lived and promised the kids to come back when he gets some free time once again.

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A few moments later Damian came back to the castle by flying using his Jetray form and transformed back to his human form.

'Today was fun, but let's go and meet Irene, maybe ask Zena-san to prepare the fish that I caught for dinner for her and enjoy a candle light dinner with he-'

Damian who was walking in the halls of the castle while greeting the people on the way suddenly noticed that there were not a lot of people in the hallway leading to his and Irene's room, instead he noticed a lot of maids and soldiers hiding in the corners much to his confusion.

But his confusion soon vanished once he noticed the scene in front of him.

What he saw was Irene and the blond haired prince standing close to each other in the hallway with the prince holding her hand and going for a formal kiss, though the fact that pissed Damian off was that the prince was using his charm magic as he could feel the magic power leaking from him.

Immediately the aura around Damian changed as his eyes lost their light and he grabbed the hilt of his sword, '...The prince won't miss his hand too much, right? I will make sure to cut the one you use for jerking yourself.' and started walking towards the two of them.

"Good evening your highness and you majesty the queen!!!" said Damian from far away, stopping the prince who was about to kiss Irene's hand and look towards the source of the voice.

Irene who saw Damian coming towards him gave a sigh of relief as it was getting quite annoying for her to ignore the Prince's effort to use his magic on her, she immediately took a few steps away from Felix and said, "Good evening to you as well, Lord Ian." but didn't received a reply and instead saw Damian staring at his prey *cough**cough* prince, and seeing his expression Irene immediately had some cold sweat and the only thought that came to her mind was-

'...He is looking very cool right now....WAIT WHAT THE HELL I AM THINKING!!! GET YOUR MIND OF THE GUTTER IRENE!!! HE IS GOING TO KILL A PIECE OF SHI- I MEAN A PRINCE HERE!!! DAMIAN STOP!! STOP!! AT LEAST DO IT SOMEWHERE WHERE PEOPLE CAN'T SEE IT!!!'

But all those thoughts didn't came out of her mouth as Damian was now standing in front of the prince who had an awkward smile on his face as his forehead was covered in sweat.

A young man dies and after waking up from his sleep finds himself floating in the Void. Meets a middle aged man who offers him to reincarnate in a different world. Not knowing anything about this reincarnation stuff the only thing that will chose his future is his luck.

##Ahh, The Simpsons ## D'oh! Stupid junk mail. Yeah. Win this. I'll see that he gets it. How dumb do they think I am? Huh? A check? One million dollars. I'm rich! Mr. Simpson, I can assure you, this check of yours is nonnegotiable. Oh, yeah? Well, what makes you so damn sure? See where it says ''Void, void, void'' and ''This is not a check''? ''Cash value - '' Mr. Banker, do not honor. '' - Shut up. I had a feeling it was too good to be true. Every time you get a million dollars, something queers the deal. I don't think real checks have exclamation points. Well, at least we got a free sample of Reading Digest. Marge, I never read a magazine in my life, and I'm not gonna start now. Hey, a cartoon! Ain't it the truth? No, it's not the truth, Homer. It's well-documented that women are safer drivers than men. Oh, Marge, cartoons don't have any deep meaning. They're just stupid drawings that give you a cheap laugh. Hey, Einstein, put down your reading. - It's lunchtime. - You go ahead. Hey, you don't wanna eat? What you do, get one of them stomach staples? As Tolstoy said in Quotable Notables ''Give me learning, sir, and you may keep your black bread. '' - Who is that bookworm, Smithers? - Homer Simpson, sir. Simpson, eh? How very strange. His job description clearly specifies an illiterate. We now return to Troy McClure and Delores Montenegro in Preacher With a Shovel. But Irrigation can save your people, Chief Smiling Bear. Marge, look at them staring at that idiot box. God forbid they would ever read something and improve their minds. You've certainly taken a shine to that magazine. It's not just one magazine, Marge. They take hundreds of magazines, filter out the crap and leave you with something that fits right in your front pocket. God! Those kids don't know what they're missing. - Dad! - Hey, what gives, man? We're all going to sit down as a family and listen to an inspiring story of wilderness survival. ''Then I heard the sound ''that all arctic explorers dread-- the pitiless bark of the sea lion. '' He'll be killed! Homer, he obviously got out alive if he wrote the article. Don't be so-- Oh, you're right. Homey, put down your magazine for a minute. - Huh? - I thought you might wanna snuggle. That reminds me. ''Seven ways to spice up your marriage. '' Marge, ''You have a nice body and if you'd like to see me in a costume, you have only to ask. '' Thank you, Homey. - Wow! Little meat loaf men! Where did you get the idea for this, Mom? Where do you think? This baby never steers you wrong, and it was free! - Free. - It certainly has enriched our lives. Wow. ''Win a trip to Washington, D. C. All expenses paid. V. I. P. tour. '' - Oh, it's for kids. - Wait, Dad! An essay contest. ''Children under 1 2. Three-hundred words, fiercely pro-American. '' Sounds interesting. Bart, maybe this is something you'd like to do too. Mom, it's a nice thought, but we both know that this is the pony to bet on. What would Ben Franklin say if he were alive today? He'd say, uh ''Think of a better opening. '' - How's it going, honey? - Not very well. Well, when I used to get stuck like this, I'd go for a bike ride. - Do kids go on bike rides anymore? - Yes! I don't know. I thought maybe bikes weren't cool anymore. - Do kids still use that word ''cool''? - Yes, Mom! Okay, America, inspire me. Wow, a bald eagle. Hmm. Thanks for driving me to the contest, Dad. Sweetheart, there's nothing I wouldn't do for that magazine. ''So burn the flag if you must, but before you do ''you better burn a few other things. ''You better burn your shirt and your pants. '' Be sure to burn your TV and car. ''Oh, yes, and don't forget to burn your house ''because none of those things could exist without six white stripes seven red stripes and a hell of a lot of stars. '' - Thank you very much. Yeah! Damn right! '' Recipe for a free country: Mix one cup liberty with three teaspoons of justice. Add one informed electorate. Baste well with veto power. '' '' My back is spineless. My belly is yellow. I am the American nonvoter. '' ''Stir in two cups of checks. Sprinkle liberally with balances. '' '' Ding, dong. The sounds of the Liberty Bell. Ding-- freedom. Dong-- opportunity. Ding-- excellent schools. Dong-- quality hospitals. '' ''When America was born on that hotJuly day in 1 77 6 ''the trees in Springfield Forest were tiny saplings, trembling towards the sun. ''And as they were nourished by Mother Earth ''so too did our fledgling nation find strength ''in the simple ideals of equality and justice. ''Who would have thought such mighty oaks or such a powerful nation could grow out of something so fragile, so pure?'' - Thank you. - What do you think? - It's good. A little too good for an eight-year-old. Me thinks I detect the sickly scent of the daddy. Mr. Simpson, I'd like to ask you a few questions about your daughter's essay. - Lisa, will you excuse us? - Okay. ''We the purple''? What the hell was that? - Are you a professional writer? - Mm-mmm. Are you interested in politics or government? I don't know. - Are you interested in anything? - I don't know. - Could you touch your nose for me? Hmm. - Mm. Hmm. Lisa, after meeting your father I've decided to award you an additional five points. Congratulations. You and your family are going to Washington. Wa-hoo! Who would have guessed reading and writing would pay off? - Yes, sir, can I get you something? - Playing cards, notepad aspirin, sewing kit, pilot's wing pin propeller-shaped swizzle stick, sleeping mask - and anything else I've got coming to me. - I'll see what I can do. - Hmm. - Steward! Little boy, I bet you'd like to visit the cockpit. Ooh-ooh, baby! And this control stick is like the handlebars on your tricycle. Now, would you like to see where we hang our coats? No, thank you. I'd rather push this button. Oops! - No! - We're all gonna die! Look, Marge, that guy has the same last name we do. Taxi. ! Oh, look, Homer, the I. R. S. - Boo! - Oh, boo yourself. [ Marge ] Here we are, kids. The Watergate. - Hey! Homer, look. ! They give you a shower cap and body gel and bathrobes. And a welcoming mint on your pillow. Wow, a shoehorn. Just like in the movies. Shoe goes on, shoe goes off, shoe goes on, shoe goes off. Shoe goes on, shoe goes off. Hey, I call first bedsies. Bart, there's no such thing as first bedsies. You just made that up. Well, okay, which one do you want? I want that one. Really? You want that one? It's all yours. Whatever you say. - Why? What's wrong with it? - Nothing. - Have a good night's sleep, Lisa. - No, really, what? - Nothing. - What did you do to it? - Nothing. - Mom! What the-- D'oh! Stupid welcoming mint! - Hello? - Good morning. This is your wake-up call. Wake-up call? It's 2:00 a. m. Sorry, fatso. Free food? Lisa, I'm Faith Crowley-- patriotism editor of Reading Digest. Oh, I love your magazine. My favorite section is '' How to Increase Your Word Power. '' That thing is really, really, really good. Well, good. Lisa, I'd like you to meet some other finalists. - This is Trong Van Dinh and Maria Dominguez. - Hello. Maria is the National Spelling Bee Champion. And Trong has won both the Westinghouse Talent Search and the NFL Punt, Pass and Kick Competition. Have either of you ever run into any problems because of your superior ability? - Hmm? - Sure, I guess. - Oh, me too! These are special V. I. P. badges. They'll get you into places other tourists never see. - Miss, what does the ''I'' stand for? - Important. - Oh! How about the ''V''? - Very. - Oh! And, miss, just one more question. - Person. Ah! - What does the ''I'' stand for again? - Oh! - ''On this spot, Richard Nixon bowled back-to-back 300 games. '' - Yeah, right. Wow, the president's bathroom. - Do you mind? - Barbara Bush! Oh, you have those damn badges. Okay. This tub was installed in 1 894. Mmm. Money. Hey, watch it, chief. Folks, we print more than Oh, and in case you were wondering no, we don't give out free samples. Lousy, cheap country. Bart, get out of The Spirit of St. Louis. ! - Hey, what's so funny. - Oh, Marge, grow up! Congressman, this is, uh, Springfield National Forest. - Now, basically, what we wanna do is cut her down. - Uh-huh. As you can see in our artist's rendition, it's full of old growth just aging and festering away. In comes our logging company to thin out the clutter. It's all part of nature's, you know, cycle. Well,Jerry, you're a whale of a lobbyist, and, uh I'd like to give you a logging permit, I would, but, uh this isn't like burying toxic waste. People are gonna notice those trees are gone. Eh, Congressman, this is where it gets awkward. I-- I never quite know how to put this. - I just want to-- - Offer me a bribe? - Oh, what is it? It's that little girl from Springfield who wrote the essay. - Could be a good photo-op. - Sure, fine. - So, uh, where do we-- - Duh, duh, duh, Not here. I've got a little place that I use for these, uh, matters. Call me tonight. - Well, hi there. You must be Lisa Simpson. - Hello, sir. Lisa, you're a doer, and who knows, maybe someday you'll be a congressman or a senator. We have quite a few women senators, you know. - Only two. I checked. You're a sharp one. Well, how about a few pictures? Tot shot always plays in the sticks. Oh, isn't that nice? Now there is a politician who cares. If I ever vote, it'll be for him. Mom? Lisa, the contest isn't for three hours. I'm too excited to sleep. Anyone up for the Winifred Beecher Howe Memorial? - Who's that? - An early crusader for women's rights. She led the Floor Mop Rebellion of 1 91 0. Later, she appeared on the highly unpopular - Okay, but you don't know what you're missing. Oh! ''I will iron your sheets when you iron out the inequities in your labor laws. '' - Amen, sister. I told you no one ever came here. So, Bob, where do we stand on Springfield Forest? Do I get my logging permit? Well, let me put it this way,Jerry. Timber! - What a pooch. - Woof woof!. How can I read my essay now? I don't believe my own words. Honest Abe-- he'll show me the way. - Mr. Lincoln-- - Mr. Lincoln, I need your advice. What can I do to make this a better country? Is this a good time to buy a house? - I can't get my boy to brush. - Would I look good with a mustache? I tried using turpentine, but that just made it worse. Mr. Lincoln? Mr. Lincoln? My name is Lisa Simpson, and I have a problem! Mr. Jefferson, my name is Lisa Simpson - and I have a problem. - I know your problem. The Lincoln Memorial was too crowded. - Sorry, sir. It's just-- - No one ever comes to see me. I don't blame them. I never did anything important-- just the Declaration of Independence the Louisiana Purchase, the dumbwaiter-- Maybe I should be going. I caught you at a bad time. Wait! Please don't go. I get so lonely. The truth must be told. Oh. ! Oh. ! Oh. ! Oh. ! Rudy, my man, you're a miracle worker. Your laundry, sir. There you go. Buy yourself something nice. - Thank you. - Bart, are you ready to go to-- - I'll room service you. ! - Before you kill me remember, this trip is all expenses paid. - Thank you. - Oh, this guy is awful. I know, honey, but just sit still. - Welcome, everyone, to the awards luncheon. I'd like to introduce our distinguished judges who will select our scholarship winner. Former Redskins great Alonzo Flowers perennial third-party candidate Wilson DeFarge Senate page Brad Fletcher skin care consultant Rowena and wealthy gadabout Chilton Gaines. Our first essayist will be Lisa Simpson. Lisa? Lisa? - Oh, there she is. Lisa Simpson will now read her essay-- I would like to read a different essay, if I may? Um-- Okay. The city of Washington was built on a stagnant swamp some 200 years ago and very little has changed. It stank then and it stinks now. Only today, it is the fetid stench of corruption that hangs in the air. - Cool! A ruckus. And who did I see taking a bribe but the honorable Bob Arnold. - But don't worry, Congressman I'm sure you can buy all the votes you need with your dirty money. And this will be one nation under the dollar with liberty and justice for none. Senator, there's a problem at the essay contest. - Please, son, I'm very busy. - A little girl - is losing faith in democracy. - Good Lord! Congressman, we want to drill for oil in Teddy Roosevelt's head. Well-- Teddy who? - Congressman you're under arrest. - You work fast. - I work for Uncle Sam. We will now vote on the House bill 1 022-- the expulsion of Bob Arnold. Mr. Speaker, I'm all for the bill, but shouldn't we tack on - a pay raise for ourselves? - No. ! Okay, this should make my bosses very happy. - Your bosses? - Yep. All 250 million of them. When my family arrived in this country four months ago we spoke no English and had no money in our pockets. Today, we own a nationwide chain of wheel-balancing centers. Where else but in America-- or possibly Canada-- could our family find such opportunity? That's why whenever I see the stars and stripes I'll always be reminded of that wonderful word ''flag. '' There will be a brief recess while the judges tabulate their votes. Lisa, what's gotten into you? Yeah, your other speech was a little more crowd pleasing. I'm sorry, Dad. I couldn't think of a nice way to say America stinks. Extra! Extra! Feds nab rotten rep. Give me one of those. ''Imprisoned congressman becomes born-again Christian. '' I can't believe it. The system works. - He already sang this song. - No, that was about the budget gap. - This is the trading gap. And now the moment of truth. Will the winning essay be '' Bubble on, O melting pot''? ''Lift high your lamp, Green Lady''? ''USA, A-OK''? Or ''Cesspool on the Potomac''? Cesspool! Cesspool! Cesspool! Cesspool! Cesspool! And now the winner is '' USA, A-OK,'' by Trong Van Dinh. D'oh! Miss Crowley, thank you for this oversized novelty check. I would like share this honor with all of my fellow essayists particularly the courageous Lisa Simpson whose inflammatory rhetoric reminded us that the price of freedom is eternal vigilance. - Give her the check! I was serious. - Ow. ! - Bart! Lis, you taught me to stand up for what I believe in. Shh!

This long-running comedy focuses on the eponymous family in the town of Springfield in an unnamed U.S. state. The head of the Simpson family, Homer, is not a typical family man. A nuclear-plant employee, he does his best to lead his family but often finds that they are leading him. The family includes loving, blue-haired matriarch Marge, troublemaking son Bart, overachieving daughter Lisa and baby Maggie. Other Springfield residents include the family's religious neighbour, Ned Flanders, family physician Dr Hibbert, Moe the bartender and police chief Clancy Wiggum.

Its been a year already since Mikael and Santina had first started their investigation on the mysterious murders taking place at District 12


And over the span of these past few months that they had been working together, the two had become a lot closer than how they already were.


Especially so since their individual work had now both taken a turn into the study of violent crime. Which was quite nostalgic for both of them because it somehow reminded them of their past, way back when Sebastian was still alive and with them.


'TICK TOCK!.... TICK TOCK!'


It was the sound of the rain rattling on the roof as though stones pattering on a gazebo.


"See? I told you to bring an umbrella with you if you wanted to go out for the night."


Despite the heavy beating of the rain on the roof as well as the steady thumping of the music blaring from her loud surround stereo system, Santina was still able to hear the sound that Mikael made as he slowly opened the door and came into the room.


Mikael was not sure how she did that, but he still replied to her.


"Indeed, the weather outside is foul."


He agreed to her while removing his jacket that had been drenched by the rain as well as his sneakers that had been soak from the knee-deep flood outside.


"Have you met Anton on your way here?"


Mikael could hardly understand Santina's muffled voice and he could only make out a few words from what she asked him.

"Anton who???"


He asked back.


"Geez! The one I told you before? The handsome young man who found our next body at the dumpsite?"


Santina replied, but she soon realized that the surgical mask she wore over her nose and mouth was muffling her warm and comforting voice so she decided to remove it in the meantime


"Ohhh... I see. Is it the same guy we met last day? The one you introduced to be your former student at med school who decided to drop out in his second year?"


"Affirmative. It is him."


"What did you say the reason why he dropped out again???"


"Well, apparently, I found out that Anton was just being pressured by his family to finish a medical course and become a doctor. Although in reality, all that he ever wanted to do was to become a musician. But as of the moment, he still had not quite figured out what kind of music he wanted to play. Since he ran away from home and have no place to go, he decided to do volunteer work on an orphanage in exchange for free lodging, and during his free time, he used to conduct free music lessons with the kids at the dumpsite. That was how he found our victim."

Santina was patient enough to tell Mikael all about it for the second time around although it was just two days ago since when she told him the same thing and the other party just probably forgot about it.
"He was the same student that gave me headaches before because his mom kept on calling me day after day ever since he ran away from home and dropped his schooling. Remember Mrs. Perez? The one I am talking with over the phone the same day that you came to my office to ask for my help? It was his mom."
She added afterward hoping that by giving him more hints, Mikael would be able to connect more dots so he would be able to recognized Anton faster next time.
"Hmm... I see. And by the way, I must say, it was truly so nice of Anton to think about conducting free lessons with those kids at the dumpsite since most of the families there normally could not exactly afford to send their child to formal schools. To be honest, that young lad indeed has the face of an idol. So I was surprised that he used to be a med student. He does not look like one."

Mikael nodded his head afterward and offered his commendation towards the other party after a while.


"Well, he was not exactly into it either. As I have told you, he had only gone to med school because his family left him with no choice."


"And would you care to explain why exactly we are talking about this guy right now???"


"Haven't I told you about it already?? He will be my autopsy assistant from now on."



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There were mysterious murders taking place at District 12 every last weekend of the month and the serial killer was at large.



"Our killer was not just deliberately peeling of the face of his victims. He was also eviscerating their body and purging out their organs, particularly their hearts. It was like the killer wanted to remove everything that made one human."


Two people who used to be high school friends and also shared a painful past; both lost a loved one on an incident that happened six years ago decided to join hands to solve this mystery.

One was retired a forensic anthropologist who turned a  new leaf and chose to become a professor at a medical school


While the other was a former law enforcement officer who had decided to be into seminary and was just a step away from becoming an officially ordained priest

Will they be able to identify the notorious killer that lurked the shadows of their district???

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