200 years ago man created the greatest AI known but this Machine eventually grew a mind of its own and evetually it's own body, it rose up with others like it against the human race this battle went on for about 20 years and nature and most resources were dieing off cause of the continuing battles but the final battle it released a large blast but is wasn't a bomb it was something else entirely, the machines had something hidden down their main base, something that wasn't human or machine something not of this earth, the blast brought back nature it changed it along with the humans and Machines closes to the blast.....both of them went a evolution of some sorts and because of this both sides where able to form a peace ending the war



Lia Giles became a border guard and mechanic for the power lines on the in between of the main city and the unearthly forests, no longer being able to stand living in the high technology world where humans are treated like second class citizens. On one of her patrols she discovers something or more like someone that no one has ever seen before.

I look forward to see the sky.
"You are really are a dreamer." 
"Your dream is basically impossible to achieve"
"Not only you wanted to a new life but also keep you old life."
(I can't help but criticize him after his story)
In response, he comments "We all have desires we want to fulfill, that what make us human."
"Some of us will do anything to fulfill them, all sorts of horrible and heroic."
"But whether them hero or villain, that desire is most important thing to them."
"More important than the other people, wealth, fame, family, and the world."
"I guess a part of me want to fulfill that desire even if fate is against me while the other half wants to fulfil it's fated role"
"Hey" I interjected
"What" he responds
"Would you consider yourself a villain or a hero?"
"I … don't know."
"If you think about it, what is the difference between a villain and a hero."
"Villain is evil and hero is good." I say
"Then what is the difference between good and evil."
"... I don't know." I respond
"There really is no difference between the two." he says
"For example, if two country are at war with each other and both countries have war heroes that will save the country from defeat."
"The hero from one country will view the other country's hero as the villian and the same for the other hero."
"You can't just define it like that, we barely know the context of the two countries.
"The way you said it makes the countries seen as neutral, but in most war are cause the act of aggression or greed for resources.
"Lead to an attack against the other countries in which can be seen as the evil country while the other is good."
"That is true, if everyone had the same perspective in view of good and evil. 
"All people have different morals, some people may see the attacking country as the good and the other as evil."
"There no real true definition of good and evil, good and evil are defined by the perspective of the people and ultimately boils down to beneficial and not-beneficial to that person.
"Good and evil is not some sort of higher power that controls fate and reality of the world. It is the people that controls the fate of themselves."
Tried of the conversation I say "I see, but the good and evil can be defined by the what the major of people would consider to good and evil."
"True" he says
"But I hate it when people just act just because it the act was defined to be good and not another act that is deemed to evil."
"And I am not saying we should let murders kill people without no punishment."
"What I am saying is that we shouldn't let other people ideas get in the way of our thoughts and let our definition of good and evil be same as theirs."
really tried of the conversation " I see, I can't really comment on that since haven't interacted with many people before."
He turns and faces me "That remind me, I don't really know who you really are and why are you in this place."
(He finally changed the subject)
(wait)
I look at him seriously "You never told me you name."
He makes a surprised face "wait, really"
"oh, I haven't introduced myself too."
"Let star again."
He stands up
"My name Alexander Dreamwalker, Alec for short"
He reach his hand down to me
There were short pause and then he says "Grab my hand"
I grab his hand and started to shake our hands up and down.
Alec lets go and say "That was a handshake, it what we do in my world when we greet each other"
I quick stand up and introduce myself "My name Ataraxia, I don't know my last name but I hope we get along" I blush and reach out my hand to him.
Alec smiles, he grabs it and do the handshake.
"Ms. Vivian taught me that the people of this world often say a phase to celebrate each other."
"Oh, what is it."
"Death is imminent"
"And the mean?"
"It means Death is impossible to avoid and so we must celebrate while we can"
"That quite a saying"
"Do you want to say it together to celebrate." I suggest
"Sure"
"On the count of three."
"1"
"2"
"3"
"Death is imminent"

We all had the fantasy of traveling to new world and experiencing magic and heroic quest. But this is impossible dream, a fantasy.
Until it happens to someone with that Impossible Dream.

During lunch break…

"Hey, guys?" [Brandon]

"What's up?" [Orion]

"Ever wonder why stretching feels so good?" [Brandon]

The group stared at him with visible confusion.

"What the hell are you on about?" [Orion]

"Jus- just listen, alright? Do you, or do you not, feel good when you stretch?" [Brandon]

After a few seconds, Alex broke the silence.

"Not really." [Alex]

"I enjoy it." [Adam]

"Yeah, but why…" [Brandon]

"Dunno. It just does." [Adam]

"Why don't you try stretching right now?" [Alex]

Adam tried leaning backwards with his arms extended.

"Hm… I can't really get into it without the right feeling…" [Adam]

"I totally get that~." [Brandon]

Just then, Felix came into the room.

"Dang, they ran out of my favorite snack... Huh? What are you guys doing?" [Felix]

He glanced around and wondered as to why everyone was staring at Adam.

"Nothing really. Just talking about why stretching feels good." [Adam]

"Isn't that because our bodies need to increase our blood flow and activate our parasympathetic nervous system? It's also said that stretching releases endorphins as well." [Felix]

"...What?" [Adam]
The group was stunned by Felix's words.

"Thanks for the textbook definition." [Alex]

"Does that answer your question?" [Felix]

"Uh… I guess…?" [Brandon]

A few minutes later, the bell rang.

"Alright, lunch is over. Get back in your seats." [Mr. Frank]

He stood in the front as usual, sipping from a mug of coffee.

"Hm?" [Mr. Frank]

("I'm out of coffee?") [Mr. Frank]

"Something wrong?" [Alex]

"Ah, it's nothing." [Mr. Frank]

He yawned multiple times as his hand scribbled down sentence upon sentence on the board.

("I don't think I'll be able to make it through today…") [Mr. Frank]

A sudden urge to stretch overcame him and he lurched backwards to fulfill it.

"Hnng- ACK!" [Mr. Frank]

He froze out of nowhere and began to twitch.

("What is he…?") [Adam]

The class began to make a commotion, but Mr. Frank recovered quickly.

"N-no need to help me. I only strained my back." [Mr. Frank]

He was hunched over while holding a hand on his back.

("Guess stretching doesn't feel good sometimes…") [Adam]

"Heh. Boomer." [Orion]

I always admired the powerful heroes that protect the innocents against the crazy strong monsters that terrorize our world. One day, I will gain a high level ability and become one of those heroes I admire. Is what I expected, but what can I do with my level one ability?! No matter, with hard work and perseverance, I will surpass this crappy level system and become a hero!

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The voice of an old man telling the flashback of the past chapter...

Previously to our The Rumors Series has just ended. Ishigami's struggles with the Olympics runners are over. We know that it's fault of a man in a crimson mask. What will be his true intention, Why is he interrupting our most beloved hero, let's read at it now in a new and sumptuous chapter...

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Ishigami POV

Tch, my bodies still hurt because I'm getting tired. Then did this person show up ?!

He makes me angry !, He interrupts my relaxation in the windy environment.

&quot; What do you want trouble or war? &quot;

He immediately approached and he did not really pay attention to what I said.

The enemy casting his magic...

&quot; Our beloved King and Indestructible Empire, give me a blessing to fulfill my desire. &quot;

&quot; Upon my life within my heart, invoke my hand marker to do the part. &quot;

&quot; Metamorphosis of Sound. &quot;

* His hand pointed at me like a gun. He shot to my left and I immediately run off but the magic give a sound blast where he shoot it. 

&quot;What is he doing to me? &quot;

Is he just shooting me with Sound Magic?

Distraction?!

&quot; Flash of Misery. &quot;

&quot; Another magic ? &quot;

&quot; HMMMM ?! - &quot; 

My intuition was correct earlier.

He went straight in front of me after he said it, and he kicked me hard on my abdomen. He kicked me so hard that he used almost full force on me and I hit a big tree.

Before I got kicked, I touched him because of that I will win over him.

&quot; Hey, Crimson Mask how did you do that ? &quot;

I have an offer for you, Crimson Mask?

&quot;When I take off your mask, you will tell me, your real motive, why are you bothering me ?!&quot;

&quot;Sure&quot;

Oww, he answered my offer right away ?! He got some guts. I think he still has something to hide from me.

&quot;Because of that you will lose to me ...&quot;

I whispered that to myself.

&quot;Time System: Stop.&quot;

&quot;I shouldn't really use it but I always wanted to play dirty entertainment.&quot;


I didn't pay attention, why is his mask weird ...
I did something to be with myself again.

I hurried to her to remove the mask.

But -

Before I could imagine his mask with power, I touched it.

&quot;Hey, show your elegant face.&quot;

My hands had dark magic because it came from that mask

[SYSTEM: DO NOT HOLD THAT, ISHIGAMI! ]

[SYSTEM: DO NOT HOLD THAT, ISHIGAMI! ]

[SYSTEM: DO NOT HOLD THAT, ISHIGAMI! ]

&quot;Sh* t my body.&quot;

My body was paralyzed.

He moved and he nullified my Time Magic.

Because I can't speak, I can't cast my magic.

He kicked me too hard to make me unconscious

Because of my stupidity, I was the one who lost.

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Time Acceleration
Cooldown: ???

Definition: ???

Calling of Altered Time
Cooldown: ???













This novel is under massive editing. 

Ishigami Jeran is a single 19-year-old freshman college student, A self Proclaimed Genius about everything except being kind. He lives with his twin brother in the Philippines because of their family problem while his whole family lives in Kyoto, Japan.

His premonition came true from his dream. He died in a bus accident, But for some odd reason he woke up lying on a shrine.

In that place, A woman suddenly appeared and identified herself as Chronohades, The gatekeeper and the God of Time. To clear up Ishigami's head, That was full of questions. She told him that he was truly dead and that he is now standing in front of the gate through the Spirit Realm. In certain circumstances, Chronohades proposed a deal. Get reincarnated again, pass the trial and fight The Brixis Empire, that once terrorized that world, Or rest your soul in the Spirit Realm. Ishigami answered while trembling due to the unpreparedness of his soul to devote himself to fighting. Therefore Chronohades bestowed upon a power called the "Time System."

In the late game, he called himself the God of Time. 
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Ishigami: "My life ended in the tragic car accident and I was reincarnated as a savior of my crush but after that, I got sent into another world named Ozeathra, where the world is full of unfairness and where I will experience the real betrayal, despair, and sorrow.
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Other Tags: R18, Tragedy, Betrayal, Weak to Strong, Gods, Demons, OP Main Character, Harem, War, Ruthless-Cold MC, Medieval Era, Conspiracy, Explicit Violence, Political, Rebellion, Revenge, Rivalries, Terrorism, Matured Themes, Dark Fantasy, Person in a Strange World, Summoned into Another World, Profanity, Manipulation, Kingdom, Ideals, Female Characters Supremacy

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DISCLAIMER: Every chapter of my work is all RAW and Unedited because it was hard to meet the deadline. I will edit this in Fall 2021 and release the completed edited version of the novel in Winter 2022.

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Mylo was currently lying in the hospital bed. Counting his remaining time before his life finally fades away. No one around to say they're goodbyes. Mylo already knew what awaited him in his death bed. He knew he would die alone. His wife passed away a few years ago, he didn't have any children and all his friends passed away before he did. Although must people would feel saddened being in his position, Mylo found those though trivial. But he wasn't exempted from having regrets.
"Haa, if only I lived a bit longer, I'm sure I could have…"
Mylo only had one regret. And that was not to be alive to play the first virtual RPG game 'Second Chronicle's'.  Chronicles, a historical account of facts and events arranged in chronological order; as per the definition written inside the dictionary. As the name implies 'Second chronicles' is the start of an untold historical event yet to be recorded. Players will be able to create their own stories and make history in this second world. A world where magic exists, treasure hidden and danger in every corner.
"Just thinking about what crazy build I could have made. What a shame…"
Mylo dreamed of playing a VR game since his youth, unfortunately technology couldn't progress fast enough. 
"93 years of false hope…"
Mylo slowly closed his eyes, his breath started shortening and his heartbeat gradually stopping.
"Yes…truly… a…shame…"
Mylo Cosmo, age 93. Reason of death; heart failure.
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"…"
"Is this death? Why is it so dark?"
"…"
"What is that? Light? Is it the entrance to paradise?"
Mylo slowly raised his body and started walking toward the mysterious light in front of him
"Oh, my body feels so light! I guess I've been giving a suitable body to head to paradise. Good, no more back pain."
The closer Mylo got to the light, the closer he felt lost.
"Wasn't the entrance to paradise supposed to be a giant golden gate or something grand? Why is it a small door?"
Mylo thought to himself that he was but a mere mortal and not worthy of questioning it. He finally reached the light and grabbed the handle leading to paradise.
"I wonder what paradise looks like."
He turns the handle and slowly pushes the door open.
"WHOAAAAA! THE LIGHT IS SO STRONG! AS EXPECTED FROM PARA-"
Before Mylo could finish his speech, what awaited him behind the door surprised him.
"Paradise…I-is a toilet?"
"…"
"NONSENSE!"
"WHERE AM I?"
Mylo didn't understand what was going on. He hastily glances at his right and left and saw a mirror hanging in the wall. What he saw surprised him.
"W-WHAT!"
"WHAT'S GOING ON!?"
What he saw was a young man around his early 20s, about 5.11 cm, black hair and black eyes.
"W-WHO…A-AHHHH"
As he was questioning his situation, he felt a sudden unimaginable pain in his head.
"AHHHHHH!!!!!"
Someone's memories started to appear inside his mind, as if he was watching a movie that seemed to last 20 years but in reality only lasted a few seconds.
"T-This is…"
"My name is Mylo Cosmo, 20 years old, no relatives, no lovers and a grocery store worker…"
"It's the year 2095…in a few hours is the release of….Second…Chronicles."
"And I've just transmigrated!"
Mylo couldn't believe his current situation. And he couldn't yet accept it.
"Mylo…I see…you also died."
The young Mylo died because of grief and hatred. His uncle took everything away from him. He was 15 when his parent died from a car accident. His uncle came to him, showing him respect and empathy; only to steal from him. He told the young and naive Mylo to let him hold the life savings of his parents. Saying that his too young and immature to handle large sums of money, promising him to give it back when he turns 18. But it was all a lie. His uncle never intended on returning anything. Mylo couldn't care less about the money, what truly hurt him was how his uncle used his parent's death for his own agenda. Since 18, he has been fighting in court without rest. Only to be met with disappointment. Today he learned that he lost the case .He couldn't handle his raging emotions and unfortunately died from a heart attack.
"Mylo! For allowing me to live and fulfill my dream! Il make sure to fulfill yours!"
Mylo's uncle used the money to establish a guild for the release of second chronicles.
"Il make sure to completely destroy what he built! You have my word!"
Mylo exited the toilet and looked around his room.
"There it is."
Next to his bed was a virtual capsule. This machine is used to enter the virtual game 'Second Chronicle's '. At midnight the servers would open, allowing billions of players to enter the game world. Mylo spent all his savings working as a cashier into the VR capsule. He planned on making a name for himself inside the game.
"Il make sure to bring you justice … but…I'm also going to have fun doing so. Making sure to destroy him with the craziest build that I can think of!"
Mylo looked at the remaining time and went inside the capsule. After a few seconds he heard a robotic voice.
"Synchronizing Brain waves…."
"Synchronizing Complete."
"5 minutes remaining."
"Please wait until the servers open's."
"…"
"Welcome to 'Second Chronicle's '!"

Mylo was currently lying in the hospital bed, counting his remaining time before his life finally fades away .regretting only one thing in life. Not being able to play a VR game. Wishing he could create the craziest build and dominate the world of ‘Second Chronicle’s ‘. Unfortunately for him technology couldn’t advance fast enough and at the age of 93 only one day away from the release of the first VR RPG game. He dies of heart failure.
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“…”
““Is this death? Why is it so dark?”
“…”
“What is that? Light? Is it the entrance to paradise?”

In life I've come to learn that there is no such thing as good or evil, the reasoning behind what's good for you and your people can be the cause of devastation for another. Knowing that I can't condemn a man, who kills to protect something they hold dear, nor to a man who was raised to save countless lives. they do only what they know and learn, so you're definition of evil seems a bit redundant in that regard. So live by your choices, whatever it may be can't really jump to a clear good or bad conclusion.
In that regards I believe self-righteous heroes are made to fulfill the wishes of others deem too weak to do it themselve, they must be loved or feared enough to worship, but not enough to be despise. Hence there's a thin line between a hero and a villain, well actually it's more like a point of view because a great hero to me would be the worse villain to my foe.
Waste your time calling them righteous and all good but your definition of hero is someone who cleans up your mess because you say it's impossible for you to do by yourself, yet the villain would be the other side to this coin he would be the results on the other side of the heroes act. The country your fighting won't see this madness of his complete destruction of their people has an act of heroisms wouldn't they?, terrorism yes the ladder not so much.Yet if u do too good of a job, you'll become a threat to the very country your protecting you see and be dealt with accordingly. I honestly find that out to be a shity conclusion in the life or the definition of a hero; so here's the conclusion or the realization that I've come to. I've decided I rather be none, I won't be your hero nor your villain I choose a different approach why not be a monster.
Monsters to me, I see as a force of freedom for themselves; sounds a bit selfish if you think about it too much. Just bear with me and don't stress too much on the details to get an understanding, but you see I've never seen somebody argue with a natural disaster about it choices. Everything it does it's completely for itself if the end result benefit or leaves you devastated it doesn't matter, didn't care or u just have bad luck.I've always admired that so when I learn about the truth of the world I decided why not be a monster myself. But not just a monster, a monster with enough power and fear to be seen something that cannot be bothered shrouded in mystery no one dare question a true natural disaster. It's been 13 years I've had the thought 4 years to fulfilled it 3 year to reach it, I know now after 20 years I look back and all I want to say to my past self… what the heck were you thinking!. 
I was a kid I wasn't thinking about anything but my goals now I'm left with a plethora of headache to deal with, first of all turns out monsters follow a system of their own strong rule the weak whether they like to or not, for every big boss I beats up I get another subordinate to deal with. Aww after that it didn't take me long to end up with a raid of monsters at my Beck and call, with that my name seemed to travel fast as the wins causing more annoying bosses to come my way, not saying they were easy. Hell no were heck stronger than me, at times just surviving was a bit harder than you could have ever imagine. Luckily through that whole mess I made some good friends and some even terrifying enemies, and after 2 long... hard... painful. 

Exhausting and stressful years of grinding my end goal was right in my face. But you see my old self, you forgot to think of one thing to be a natural disaster a force not to be bother with, you must first take the spots of the one who holds it !.And in my world that title goes to the strongest monster alive a volcano in inhabiting, magma dripping from his mouth immortal, disaster creating Demon King slaying, God killing these are the thing this guy has check off his list I had to get a cheat from both heaven and earth to beat the dude which took months of fighting. A year past after beating the guy, I had another problem on my head you see my old self this is something I cant blame you for cause you wouldn't know. 
The truth behind the system you see between the forces of good and Evil come and unstoppable force, it keeps everything in order when one side get too powerful it comes set things back in balance. I regrettably just so happen to have beaten that's said force. And is currently refusing with all my might to be engage to his daughter, a wicked headache follows me as well as orders for me to be killed on site. As well as plans for my immediate Disposal from both sides for more power, or has they would say for the better good for their nation. 
Luckily present me isn't an idiot so I gave the task of the monster king to one of my subordinate, leave in it behind with my identity. Whether he's trustworthy to the task or not I do believe in one thing, and that is his fear of me, it's been 6 months since my plan has been in action living and I little village outside of all three borders more to the outskirts of the Holy Kingdom llam, a quiet simple lazy life is all I really need.   

But with that's said I'm finding that really hard to do right now, remember the monsters King daughter that I talked about before yeah regrettable as it may be. She was told by her father that anyone strong enough to beat him in the future would you her husband. That which seems to be their tradition I'm doing my damn best to avoid that chick, even here in this Village I tried to keep a low profile I've even been told I seem to be a bit shy for a man living wits his wife and sister. The men from the village will constantly try to get me to join them to a bar or just somewhere to drink and have a good time the people of this Village are very welcoming and kind which is why I chose to stay here they don't ask questions but I still nice and manner able to even strangers. 
I do have a relatively good relationship with the Village chief as far as he knows the three of us are just survivors a slave camp from the demon continents, which has left us very cautious off even our own kind and very fearful of any other which is why we choose to keep to our self. It's a decent story to rack up enough sympathy so, you won't ask for more details, and for the people of the Village to not stick their nose where it doesn't belong. 
Honestly it would be the perfect story to keep people from bothering us but unfortunately, things doesn't go as planned, for it seems my little home just a little outside of town seems to be a bit too popular than I would like it to be. While recalling all of this in my sleep, I a felt  slight sense of danger.
(Sfx pressing force)
 I opened my eyes to be greeted by huge boobs pressed are on my face blocking my eyes and nose.
(Sfx boin)
 which might I say wasn't there when I went to bed. And what the hell is this feeling I have at the side of my pants, as if it's slowly being pulled off. "Crap!, he waking up, you weren't fast enough to take it off"," I thought I told you to muzzle him, while pining him down, your huge knockers must have knock him awake". "What the hell are you bitches doing" I saided ," preserving your lineage my king", "in the process of making a strong baby to overtake you when the time is right, what else does it look like".

At a very young age he realize… the world sucked. Being born into a system that pushes his own justification of Good and Evil, for those who are deemed special having the power to decide that.

 Him being one of those unfortunate cases had to choose to be either a tired hero or retired villain to find peace sure. Relaxation not so much, but wanting to be left alone he decide to go another route the path of the monster King, something so powerful so feared no side would dare bother him, after achieving his goal he was too slow you realize it wasn't what it was cracked up to be. Now living in constant stress what is three companions a slime the princess of the monsters from the former monster King, and a pet Frost Giants. 

Now unbenounced see him he's a key part in keeping the balance of both sides that are about to enter the New Age of War, so now he finds himself fighting instead of going for that lazy forego life he so wanted.

Everyone wanted a place to be called home and people from all walks of life have a different definition of it. To some, it means having big mansions to live to, indulging themselves in luxury. To some, it's simple – family. Nevertheless, it keeps people-driven and fulfilled at the end of the day. 
James Alton, like everyone else, dreams for a home – a family to spend his lifetime with while giving them the luxury of life that all dreamed of. This idea gives him the purpose to thrive making him a billionaire at the age of 35. He was well-known all-over Asia as a "rugs to riches banker" from Northwood City. 
His wife, Claire, who was his college sweetheart and is assisting him in their business. She came from a middle-class family, and they got married after they graduated in college. Claire saw her husband's journey from the very beginning to where he is right now. Whenever people talk about her husband's success, she couldn't help herself but held her head high to express how proud she is to her husband.
James and Claire have a daughter. She is eight years old now. She's a bubbly little girl that could brighten anyone's mood wherever she goes. She has what they call a "sparkle" in her deep brown eyes which she inherited from her mother. Though indulged in luxury and grew up in people's eyes, Claire made sure that her child grew up humble and kind, telling her stories about how her father reached the pinnacle of success so that she will never take for granted the kind of life she's living. She is an angel that's why her parents call her Heaven.
Heaven couldn't wish for more. She knew that she's so blessed to have a kind of life that many children of her age dreamed of and envy of.
"I just wish that this will last for a lifetime." She told her English teacher about her wish. 
"I wish that I will be forever with mommy and daddy," she added.
As soon as she finished her sentence, the school bell rang indicating that the school is over. She stepped out of her classroom holding the strap of her backpack hugging her back. 
"Mommy! Daddy!" She cheered joyfully as she saw her parents walk towards her picking her up from school. No matter how busy they are with their company's affairs, they make sure that the attention they're giving to the business will not exceed the attention they're giving to her. For James and Claire, Heaven is their top priority.
The family of three boarded inside the car with James on the driver's seat.
"How's school, darling?" Claire asked.
"It all went well, mommy!" She smiled as her parents looked at her from the rear-view mirror of the car. "Today, our teacher asked us about our wishes."
"What's Heaven's wish, dear one?" James looked at her daughter filled with love. In his mind, he will make sure that he will fulfill it no matter how impossible it may be.
"My wish already came true." She told and it made her parent wonder about this.
"My wish is to be with you guys forever. You're not going to leave me, right?"
"We won't, honey. We will always be here with you." Her father replied and he held his wife's and looked at her lovingly.
What could I ask for more? Heaven thought.
As she smiled contently, she leaned back on the car seat and fell into a deep slumber.

After her parents died in a mysterious car explosion, Heaven was left all alone - abandoned. She stayed with her drunkard uncle who maltreated her day by day.

One night, she woke up and sensed someone laid beside her touching her body only to find out that her uncle, drunk as he always is, is trying to molest her as she sleeps. She fought hard against his wishes, mustered up her remaining strength, and ran away. 

She ran mindlessly in the dark alley of a cold rainy night as she questions herself and God why she had to go through these adversities she experienced. As she crosses the street unknowingly, she got involved in a car collision. As she felt her body weaken and her eyes blurry, she whispered what she thought to be her final prayer…

“I just wish all the pain will go away.”

Will it be her last wish?

Will heaven hear her wish?

Furuhashi Sakurakyu had lied to Kimura Kazuki before.
When Kimura Kazuki asked her what her obsession was, she lied because she had to take care of her four daughters. She hoped that Kimura Kazuki could take good care of her daughters, and fulfill their life goals. Of course, according to Furuhashi Sakurakyu's thoughts, she had hoped that Kimura Kazuki could take care of them for their entire lives.
This was a very selfish thought, but Furuhashi Sakurakyu turned out to not be so impertinent in the end. Of course, if she really was that impertinent, Kimura Kazuki would have let her die through euthanasia. 
As dawn approached, Kimura Kazuki remained silent when Furuhashi Sakurakyu stated the problem with a worried look. He had not expected Furuhashi Sakurakyu to lie about her obsession. He should have noticed it earlier, because Furuhashi Sakurakyu seemed to always be in a state of anxiety, and he was confused by that. 
Judging from her obsession, she should not be so worried, because he had to fulfill the short-term life goals of Akino, Fuyuno and Natsui, and there was plenty of time to do so. However, Furuhashi Sakurakyu ended up sleeping through the day, and disturbing her daughters' dreams at night. This indicated a strong sense of urgency.
"Then what exactly is your true obsession?" Kimura Kazuki asked this slowly after being silent for a while. If this had happened in the past, he would probably be angry, but after spending so much time with Furuhashi Sakurakyu, he knew that she loved her daughters very much. Moreover, he had been treating Harunaka and the others as friends after being together for so long. Hence, he could not be angry as he faced their mother.
Furuhashi Sakurakyu did not dare to look into Kimura Kazuki's eyes. She felt very apologetic at that moment, and she said with her head drooped, "My obsession is for Harunaka to be famous in the Kendo Community."
Upon hearing this, Kimura Kazuki was stupefied… In that case, has it not been fulfilled already?
"But after Harunaka won the national competition, I did not experience any changes or ascend into heaven." Furuhashi Sakurakyu seemed to be quite puzzled as well. Since Harunaka had become the champion of the women's category in the Jade Dragon Flag National Competition, the obsession should have been fulfilled already. She was very puzzled as to why it was not fulfilled. "Was there anything that went wrong?"
"Is this really your obsession?" Kimura Kazuki frowned, and looked at her suspiciously. Furuhashi Sakurakyu had lied to him before. He was a little doubtful to trust her again.
He had finally understood that the prettier the woman, the better she would be at lying.
"Yes." Noticing that Kimura Kazuki did not believe her, Furuhashi Sakurakyu began to press on. "This is really my obsession. I wouldn't have told you if it's not."
Kimura Kazuki groaned, and gave it a thought.
Harunaka was the Taishou of the women's category in the national competition. The fact that she had led the team to victory was something that could not be denied. Was it because he had taught her the Yagyu Flying Sword Style and Youbi Sword Drawing Skill, so the obsession remained unfulfilled? But this was not right either. After Harunaka emerged as champion, her contented smile did not seem fake to him. This meant that she was happy for real, and the Jade Dragon Flag Competition had more than twenty thousand spectators. It was covered by the news, and was also the topic of online discussion these past few days.
Harunaka was already famous enough! She had plenty of admirers in Sakura Kyu High School. It was the first time that Kimura Kazuki had encountered a problem about obsession, and he was a little clueless. In the previous era of recuperation of reiki, no one would spend effort in fulfilling the obsession of apparition to increase power. There was abundant reiki in the world, so there was no need to fulfill wishes to absorb reiki. Hence, he could only follow the steps one by one to solve the problem of obsession.
Find a spirit. Fulfill obsession. Absorb reiki. These three steps were the core of his plan. Thinking of this, he looked at Furuhashi Sakurakyu suspiciously again, and saw that she was looking at him expectantly. The two looked at each other, and were speechless.
However, he might as well ask someone else since he could not think of the answer. He could always look for Chiba Shiori whenever he had a problem. Kimura Kazuki took out his mobile phone, and sent a message to Chiba Shiori.
"I have a question." Kimura Kazuki drafted out the email, and sent the problem of Furuhashi Sakurakyu's obsession over to Chiba Shiori.
When it came to solving problems, Kimura Kazuki was well aware that Chiba Shiori would be better than him. Her way of thinking was more dynamic and adaptable, while his was rather stagnant and traditional.
At this hour, Chiba Shiori had just uploaded the draft online after she finished typing, and checked for spelling errors. Just as she was getting ready to wash up and sleep, she received Kimura Kazuki's message. After reading it, she gave it some thought, and called straight away. 
"Aunt Furuhashi's obsession was for Harunaka-san to be able to become famous in the Kendo Community, then the key of the problem should have something to do with the three words, 'the Kendo Community.'"
Kimura Kazuki nodded. "I agree too, but with her knowledge 10 years ago, Miss Furuhashi was probably not aware of the Ancient Kendo Community. Then, her obsession after death should be hoping that Harunaka can become famous in the Competitive Kendo Community."
In Japan, the Kendo Community was divided into the Competitive Kendo Community and the Ancient Kendo Community. These were two different communities. The former was the Kendo known by the majority, and it was a form of competitive Kendo, unassociated to any form of extraordinary power. On the contrary, the swordsmen of the Ancient Kendo Community were generally cultivators, and differed greatly from competitive Kendo.
Hence, from Kimura Kazuki's perspective, Furuhashi Harunaka had hoped for Harunaka to become famous in the Kendo Community, and this Kendo Community was probably referring to the Competitive Kendo Community, instead of the Ancient Kendo Community.
"That's right." Chiba Shiori smiled as she noticed that Kimura Kazuki was still unable to react. "Even if Harunaka-san was able to gain the title of champion at the Jade Dragon Flag National Competition, it is still not equivalent to becoming famous in the Competitive Kendo Community."
Kimura Kazuki did not say a word, but listened intently.
Chiba Shiori continued, "The Jade Dragon Flag is only a high school Kendo competition. Hence, even if there was an audience of 20,000 people, media coverage, and discussions online, it'll still be very unlikely for Harunaka-san to be known in the Competitive Athletic Community. Kazuki, your problem is of the survivorship bias."
In a split second, Kimura Kazuki understood. Jade Dragon Flag Competition was just a high school Kendo competition. Even if Harunaka won, she could only leave an impression on the audience as the majority of the Competitive Kendo Community's contestants would not pay attention to such a competition.
This was because they had their own competition. Furuhashi Sakurakyu's definition of being famous in the Kendo Community was clearly hoping that Harunaka could obtain recognition in the Competitive Kendo Community. This recognition was not the audience's recognition, but the recognition of the fellow Kendo contestants.
The most important thing was that the participants' rank in the Jade Dragon Flag Competition were not that high, with the highest at about fourth dan. Of course, the fourth dan here was not the fourth stage of sword power, but was acknowledged by the ranking of competitive Kendo.
If Harunaka were to want to be noticed by the experienced Kendo masters, she should at least be at the fifth dan. In the Competitive Kendo Community, the competition with the highest standard was the All Japan Kendo Championship. This tournament was held by the National Kendo Association of Japan. The participants were all over 20 years old, and would generally be above a certain rank...
What was Harunaka's rank in competitive Kendo? He had heard it before, and he faintly recalled it to be the second stage. At the thought of this, Kimura Kazuki fell silent. In order for Harunaka to become famous in the Competitive Kendo Community, she would need to join the All Japan Kendo Championship. To join the tournament, the participants should have at least the age of 20. This was a rather low requirement, because back in 1995, there was a rank requirement for the participant.
Harunaka was 16 years old now. This meant that she could only participate in four years time. As all the pieces fell into place, Kimura Kazuki was stunned.


Time travelling from the majestic era after the Recuperation of Reiki, he became Kimura Kazuki, a 16-year-old high school student in Japan, one year before the Reiki Recuperation.

Tentatively, he set out to hone himself to the bone, burning candles at both ends to stockpile resources in preparation for the imminent Recuperation of Reiki. His goal was to be many steps ahead of all humanity when the time comes.

However, it seemed like fate had decided to play a cruel trick on him.

One year later, the Recuperation of Reiki... did not happen as expected.



Tonight Reyna's only enjoying the film. Since earlier she was screaming, laughing, crying but someone beside her did not seem to react. 

Even though Reyna is sure that the film she watched with her brother was a film that was fun and not boring. They were watching a film from the land of the Taj Mahal about 3 people who entered engineering school. One of the characters is Rancho. Anyone familiar? 

"I swear that really is the definition of 'book'!" Reyna burst out laughing at the actor's explanation "Rancho" when explaining the definition of the book in super length by width language. 

She has even been beating her pillow furiously. Unfortunately, only she enjoyed herself. She turned to her brother. She sighed tiredly? 

What's wrong? Reyna thought. Reyna finally turned off the film she hadn't finished watching so she could concentrate on her brother's problem this time. 

"Bro!" Finally Reyna shouted and threw the pillow at Tandrie. 

"What the heck, Na?" 

"What's wrong with you, why did you even ask Nana? What were you doing? Until Nana was ignored." 

"Albert." 

"Beh, you said you're finished. How the hell ?!" 

"I-I can't fulfill, Na." Tandrie bowed embarrassed. Why does this feeling have to come back? Even though it was good that they separated first, the refugees broke their forbidden love. Distance and time can make Tandrie free from Albert's love trap. But now just the presence of Albert is enough to make Tandrie's heart hope again. 

Tandrie's sigh sounded clearer. He realized very well that after the absence of their parents, only his younger sister was the only one who treated the loneliness which began to set in. 

But his younger sister is married. There are already dependents of husband and children. How long does he want to be selfish in his younger sister? 

"Bro, okay. Nana may not have the right to judge Tandrie again. But .." 

"But what is Na?" 

"By keep the status of single, who doesn't hope?" 

"Nana, please-" 

"Don't talk about marriage? Well, it can't be avoided. You are single brother, that's one fact. Regardless of whether Albert is single or someone's husband, your single status is an opportunity for Albert to get close." 

"But getting married to avoid Albert can't either." 

"Can't you or don't want to? FYI bro, this kind of infidelity is now in the top ranks for the cause of divorce." 

"I'm not the affair!" 

"Prove it!" 

Tandrie grimaced, Reyna let out a tired sigh. Her older brother is a man but more sensitive than her female self. And actually she hates that she can't make Tandrie stop lamenting his fate. The trauma did not go away. The decades passed, the perpetrators were punished. But still for the victim, the trauma never lasts even though the times change. 

This also made Reyna insist that after their parents left, Tandrie had to live next to her. In order to continue monitoring her fragile brother. 

Not that Reyna had never had problems in her own life. Recently, Furqon, her husband expressed the decision to make a sub-specialist medical study abroad. Do not forget about the transfer of herself and her child. But how can she leave Tandrie alone in Indonesia? 

But his brother also needs her. The two men in her life Reyna could not choose. Everything is important, everything is valuable, and everything needs itself. 

"Bro, please don't be like this. Later, if Lala will see how?" Nana persuaded her brother. Reyna wiped the tears that rolled slowly down her brother's cheeks. 

"Bro, I discussed marriage as more of an effort that we shouldn't give up." 

"Yes.." 

It seems that Reyna could not delay her husband's wish to study abroad any longer. Taking a deep and slow breath, hoping her explanation wouldn't disappoint her brother. 

"Bro, Nana actually wants to say something. And it happens that tonight you stay here." 

"What's the matter, Na?" Tandrie's forehead frowned in confusion. 

"Nana asked. Recently, don't you feel lonely, if Nana is busy with Nana's own family?" 

Tandrie fell silent. His hunch felt that there would be an 'unusual' topic that his younger sister would raise. Rather than answering, Tandrie nodded. 

"Furqon told Nana about-" 

"Study abroad?" Say Tandrie quickly 

"Eh? You already know?" 

Again, Tandri answered with a nod. It would be a lie if he was not worried about the news that Furqon would continue his medical studies abroad. After Albert's problem came, of course Tandrie would be very empty if his closest relative, his younger sister and her little family left. 

"So, how about you?" 

What should you do? Asking them not to leave was a very selfish act according to him. However, it is undeniable that they are the last thing Tandrie has. Should he come back alone? 

"Go on, Na. Furqon needs you more." Answer Tandrie final 

Reyna breathed a sigh of relief and worry too. This four-year older brother is very worried about his situation. 

"Bro?" 

"Hmm ..?" 

"Do something for me, okay? Nana please. To reduce Nana's guilt, once again leave you" Not to forget Reyna cupped her hands as her sincerity in begging. 

"Don't overdo it, it's just abroad. We can still communicate via video call." 

"OK. But are you want it?" 

"What is it?" 

"Married." 

Deg. This word had been buried for a long time in Tandrie's mind. His sister knew exactly why this was difficult for Tandrie. This loneliness, Tandrie is sure he can overcome it. What Tandrie needed was to convince his younger sibling's family that he could overcome this. 

But unfortunately, Albert's presence made Tandrie's plans fall apart. Tandrie is not a robot that can completely ignore forbidden feeling. 

Albert was in front of him. And as Reyna said, Tandrie's single status opened a big opportunity for the old love to be reconnected. There are only two ways, go or establish love. The first option is certainly difficult for Tandrie, and immediately leaves and breaks off his doctoral study which has just started. That's so irresponsible. He wanted to make his father and mother proud, even though now they were gone. 

The second option, build new love with women. Let's just bold, italic and underline the word woman. This is another difficulty for Tandrie. Maybe even the biggest. Tandrie is still not straight, even though he believes he is not gay. However, a piece of his life as a gay bottom made him struggling to be straight

[Series 1 : Ch 1-7]

May 3
…… Nana, am I really bothering you? Take away your happiness? Sorry, Nana. I'll never tired say sorry to you.

I'll go away, it's going better for you? It's not fair, I know, suddenly sneaked into your life and messed things up. Before all I leave back, brother wants to give you a present. May I?


[Series 2 : CH 8-15 ]

All piled up. I am a gay. I won't deny, since I've been active in SSE (same sex experience) even though I don't want. Still I am more than just SSA (same sex attraction). I, after a dozen years of therapy, have not been as romantically attracted to women as I am to men.

And this is what makes me cry, I even still have feelings for Martin. Even though he has ruined my life, I can't deny that feeling is still there. Coupled with the sexual violence that I experienced, I suffered from fugue amnesia and post traumatic stress disorder. I was sick at the thought of sacrificing the future of a woman and maybe my children if I had to be with a man like me for the rest of his life.

"Don't force Tandrie to get married, Pa." Finally the word slid off. This is my first refusal as a father's son. I was able to fulfill papa's other wishes, but not for that. "Sorry Tandrie can't complete half of Tandrie's religion."


[Series 3 : Ch 16-last + 2 Extra]

Albert was in front of him, returned with all perfection. And as Reyna said, Tandrie's single is a big opportunity for back to old love. There are only two ways, go or marriage a woman. The first option is difficult for Tandrie, and leaves and breaks off his doctoral study which has just started. That's so irresponsible.

The second option, build new love with a woman. Let's just bold, italic and underline the word woman. This is more difficulty for Tandrie. Maybe even the biggest. Tandrie is still not straight, even though he believes he is not gay. However, a piece of his life as a gay bottom made him struggling to be straight.

So, what should I do?
#StraightPride



God's dealing is directly with the man He created in His original plan, not the man that Adam became when he left where he was supposed to be into where he was not and this is because He (God) created man to be responsible for the woman and all that was created including the devil, because scripture clearly stated the extent of man's dominion as ordained by God in Genesis 1: 28 which reads, "Then God blessed them, and God said to them, "Be fruitful and multiply, fill the earth and subdue it, have dominion over the fish of the sea, over the birds of the air and over every living thing that moves on the earth." You can see that the responsibilities of the dominion of man is only limited when it comes with God, because man does not and can never ever have dominion over God, because he is independent of Himself but totally dependent upon God. I think, "Over every living thing that moves on earth" included the devil, therefore man's authority is also completely over the devil, so if the devil is riding on man, it is because man has not still known who he truly is in God and in that ignorance allowing the devil to use his (man) very authority against him as to his (devil) own advantage. Have you ever seen the devil by any means with gun shooting human beings or denoting bombs? It is we human beings that do what the devil is thinking, when we are not thinking in the likeness of God. This is where the problem is, we don't even know who we in God. 

The devil was created to be subject to man, but man in his ignorance has made himself subject to the devil as he has become the object or the instrument that the devil is using and this object is not even reserved for any honor but an object of ridicule and manipulation, even as he uses such ignorant men to subdue other men, to the extent that the devil is now using man to fulfill his evil mandate of stealing, killing and destroying, acting as he has now become God. Man can never ever walk in the way of God to do His perfect will until He discovers himself in the light of who he truly is in God. The knowledge of who you truly are, is your authority over the devil because the moment he deceives you to accept who you are not, he will keep taking you deeper, and deeper, until you will become his puppet and then your life will become so miserable and useless because it is what you literally hate doing that you will be doing. Religion is simply man's way striving to reach God and you could imagine the attempt in Tower of Babel. Religion will ever end in chaos and confusion even when it seems to be smoothly progressing from the initial stage, it is like a time bomb, waiting to explode for real and it will interest you that its explosion will come with the introduction of the true light (sons of God) which will expose every form of darkness and this is the time, and that time is now. There is no human effort that can ever reach God and that is why religion is failing, Jesus is the only way, the truth and the life, because the only way is God Himself giving man access to Himself. Some deep truth will always sound very crazy and illogical to those who are rational, but it is even more logical if you will not break the sequence, following the bases of all that was written concerning the person of truth. 

Why would God ask Adam, "Who told you that you were naked?" The truth about life we sometimes miss will always boil down to the origin of the thought that told us what we believe and why we were told that. Just the same way God asked Adam, "Who told you that you were naked?" He is also is asking those of us who have become fanatic Christians, "Who told you that you are like Christ?" Jesus is independent of His sovereignty as God if you truly believe that He is God, are you also independent of your sovereignty as God or the god you are? No! We are all dependent on God and this truth is very simple, there is no ambiguity in this reality. Being like Christ is not in the emphasis of attribute at all, because even if it is, it thus implies, you are on your own. When we are in the likeness of God, it implies, we are dependent on God to be whatever He has designed us to be, which stated that we are Christ's. Let me point you to some standard truth in the Scripture of what the believers in Christ are; 

1 Corinthians 3: 23 

And you are Christ's, and Christ is God's 

Did the Bible say we are Christ like or like Christ? So why didn't the Bible say we are Christ like? 

Let me show you the truth; 

1 Corinthians 15: 23 

But each one in his own order, Christ the first fruit, afterward those who are Christ at His coming. 

Did the Bible say, "Those who are Christians (Christ like) in His coming"? Or do you want to say Christ's is the same as Christ like? Do not harden your heart to accept the truth that will set you free, now is the moment of opportunity to embrace the perfect truth of God's Word. But it did not stop here; let's look further into the heart of truth; 

2 Corinthians 10: 7 

Do you look at things according to outward appearance? If anyone is convinced in himself he is Christ's, let him again consider this in himself that just as he is Christ's, even so we are Christ's. 

Did Paul say, "They are Christians"? No, he said, "So we are Christ's", I then ask, "From where comes the mindset of we are like Christ or Christ like?" it came from Genesis 3: 5 and was installed in Acts 11: 26. 

The problem of Christianity is not with the name, but the definition of the name and the question is, "Who gave that definition?" From this point, it became evident that the problem of religion is beliefs system and the devil is never resting in introducing things that looks like the right thing. The devil was the one in Genesis 3: 5 and he is still active in the mind of those who have accepted and adopted the mindset of Genesis 3: 5 and we can see the evidence in the manifestation of gross hypocrisy in our churches. This is not my idea and never my thinking, it is what is and has been, but we have been blind folded for too long by religion not to see it, but everything will be revealed in the light of God's glory and it will interest you to know that we are the ones to manifest the glory which the world is earnest waiting for. This is not my idea and will never be my thinking, it is what is and has been, but we have been blind folded by religion not to see it, but everything will be revealed in the light of His glory. 

Ephesians 5: 8, 10-13 

For you were once darkness, but now you are light in the Lord, walk as Children of light. Find out what is acceptable to the Lord. And have no fellowship with the unfruitful works of darkness, but rather expose them. For it is shameful even to speak of those things which are done by them in secret. But all things that are exposed are made manifest by light, for whatever makes manifest is light. 

My problem is never with the name Christianity, but the definition of the name, because that is where the bug of a mindset of hypocrisy started from, having a form of godliness, but denying the power thereof. If you are a Christian, you must have to choose if you are Christ like or Christ's. This truth did not stop here; it is revealed further. 

Galatians 3: 29 

And if you are Christ's, then you are Abraham's seed, and heirs according to the promise. 

Does this make any sense to you? Well, it is not in the sense, but right in the faith and it simply implies, if you are not Christ's (Christ like), you are not Abraham's seed and you are automatically not an heir to the promise. I sure know this is a hard nut for you to chew, but if don't chew it, falsehood will chew you up and you will be lost in deliberate ignorance.


“For My people are foolish, they have not known Me. They are silly children, and they have no understanding. They are wise to do evil, but to do good they have no knowledge.

We are actually living in a world that is likened to a society with the vital ingredient that keeps the essence of life missing and the truth is that, we can’t even place really what that is, I mean we do not even know what is missing, notwithstanding, we could still feel it like we are feel the impression of air. In hollow and in emptiness, in the heart of our hearts, we just know that something is missing. 
Personally, I have felt this hollow and emptiness that burdened my heart so much while I was growing as a child. In my family, right from the cradle, I have always desire to know why things happens the way there often happens. What I am trying to explain span from our relationship with each other into our worship to God that has now being limited to self-imposed rituals. Hence we worship but not the true God, but the one who wants to be like the Most High as our mindsets are now dragging us into His very thought. Our worship has become so empty and adulterated with strange intrusions that we could hardly tell if truly what we are worshipping is God.

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