Finally, after searching for two years a man named Mason Sierra and his crew, find the notorious Copper Cave. Treasurer of Casper Venturi. But 1st they must "Tie-up-loose-ends." To keep the treasure for themselves. 

I didn't even know this guy.

Daemon's eyes narrowed. "Matthew, if you value the ability to walk, I wouldn't go there." Weirded out to the max, I stepped to the side. "I think I should go."

"I'm thinking Matthew should go," Daemon said, stepping in front of me, "unless he has another purpose other than sticking his nose where it doesn't belong."

Even Daemon couldn't block the revulsion in the man's stare. "I'm sorry," I said, voice wavering, "but I don't know what's going on here. We were just swimming."

Matthew's gaze swung on Daemon, who squared his shoulders. "It's not what you're thinking. Give me some credit. Dee hid my keys, forced me take her out to get them back." A hot flush swept through me. Did he really need to tell some dude I was a pity date?

And then the man laughed. "So this is Dee's little friend."

"That would be me," I said, crossing my arms.

"I thought you had this under control." He gestured toward me, sounding as if I were a homicidal clown standing next to Daemon.

"That you'd make your sister understand."

"Yeah, well, why don't you try to make her understand," Daemon retorted. "So far, I'm not having much luck."

Matthew's lips thinned. "Both of you should know better."

A crack of thunder startled me as they stared down at one another. Lightning streaked overhead, momentarily blinding. Once the light receded, dark, tumultuous clouds rolled in.

Energy crackled around me, flashing across my skin.

Then Matthew turned away, casting another dark look in my direction before heading inside Daemon's house. The moment the door slammed shut behind him, the clouds parted. I stared at Daemon, mouth hanging open.

"What...what just happened?" I asked.

He was already walking into the house, the door smacking off the frame once again like a shot in a canyon. I stood there, not sure what happened. I looked up at the clear sky. No trace of the violent storm. I'd seen that happen a hundred times in Florida, but what occurred seemed way too freakish. And thinking back to the lake, I wasn't sure what had happened, but I knew Daemon had been underwater far too long.

I also knew there was something not normal about him.

About all of them.

Dee called that night, and even though I wanted to tell her that my time with Daemon hadn't been all puppy dog tails and rainbows, I lied. I told her he was great. He earned his keys and then some. Otherwise, she might make him take me on another outing.

I almost felt bad for lying when she sounded happy.

The next week crawled by. I had endless time to dread the fact there was only a week and a half left before school started. Dee still hadn't come back from visiting family or whatever she was doing. Left alone and bored out of my mind, I'd gotten reacquainted with the Internet intimately.

It was early Saturday evening when Daemon unexpectedly showed up at my door, hands shoved into the pockets of his jeans. His back was to me, head tipped back as he stared up at the cloudless blue sky. A few stars were starting to appear but the sun wouldn't truly set for another couple of hours.

Surprised to see him, I walked outside. His head whipped down so fast I thought he would pull a muscle. "What are you doing?" I asked.

His brows slanted low. Several seconds passed and then his lip tipped up at one corner.

He cleared his throat. "I like staring at the sky. There's something about it." His gaze returned to the sky. "It's endless, you know." Daemon almost sounded deep. "Is some crazy dude going to run out of your house and yell at you for talking to me?"

"Not right now, but there is always later." I wasn't sure if he was being serious or not.

"I'm okay missing 'later.'"

"Yeah. Busy?"

"Other than messing with my blog, no."

"You have a blog?" He faced me, leaning back against the post. Derision pinched his features.

He'd said blog like it was a crack habit.

"Yeah, I have a blog."

"What's your blog's name?"

"None of your business," I said, smiling sweetly.

"Interesting name." He returned my smile with a half grin. "So what do you blog about?

Knitting? Puzzles? Being lonely?"

"Ha. Ha, smartass." I sighed. "I review books."

"Do you get paid for them?"

I laughed out loud at that. "No. Not at all." Daemon seemed confused by that. "So you review books and you don't get paid if someone buys a book based on your review?"

"I don't review books to get paid or anything." Although that would be sweet, which reminded me I needed to get a library card. "I do it because I like it. I love reading, and I enjoy talking about books."

"What kind of books do you read?"

"All different kinds." I leaned against the post opposite of him, craning my neck back to meet his steady gaze. "Mainly I prefer the paranormal stuff."

"Vampires and werewolves?"

Man, how many questions could he ask?

"Yeah."

"Ghosts and aliens?"

"Ghost stories are cool, but I don't know about aliens. ET really doesn't do it for me and a lot of readers."

One single eyebrow arched. "What does it for you?"

"Not slimy green space creatures," I replied.

"Anyway, I also appreciate graphic novels, history stuff - "

"You read graphic novels?" Disbelief colored his tone. "Seriously?" I nodded. "Yeah, so what? Are girls not supposed to like graphic novels and comics?" He stared at me a long moment, then jerked his chin toward the woods. "Want to go on a hike?"

"Uh, you know I'm not good with the whole hiking thing," I reminded him.

A grin appeared. There was an edge to it.

Rough. Sexy. "I'm not taking you up on the Rocks. Just a harmless little trail. I'm sure you can handle it."

"Did Dee not tell you where your keys were?" I asked, suspicious.

"Yeah, she did."

"Then why are you here?"

Daemon sighed. "I don't have a reason. I thought I would just stop over, but if you're going to question everything, then you can forget it."

I watched him go down the steps as I chewed on my lip. This was crazy. I'd been dying of boredom for days. Rolling my eyes, I called out, "All right, let's do this."

This is not the original book readers as I said that before. This book is originally written by Jennifer L. Armentrout and I just made few changes that's it. I am not trying to take credit of her work and skills. Thank you for reading. Enjoy Reading!! Stay safe

PLOT

STARTING OVER SUCKS

When we moved to West Virginia right before my senior year, I'd pretty much resigned myself to thick accents, dodgy internet access, and a whole lot of boring... until I spotted my hot neighbor, with his looming height and eerie green eyes. Things were looking up.

AND THEN HE OPENED HIS MOUTH

Daemon is infuriating. Arrogant. Stab-worthy. We do not get along. At all. But when a stranger attacks me and Daemon literally freezes time with a wave of his hand, well, something... unexpected happens.

THE HOT ALIEN LIVING NEXT DOOR MARKS ME

You heard me. Alien. Turns out Daemon and his sister have a galaxy of enemies wanting to steal their abilities, and Daemon's touch has me lit up like the Vegas Strip. The only way I'm getting out of this alive is by sticking close to Daemon until my alien mojo fades.

IF I DON'T KILL HIM FIRST, THAT IS

This is not the original book readers as I said that before. This book is originally written by Jennifer L. Armentrout and I just made few changes that's it. I am not trying to take credit of her work and skills. Thank you for reading. Enjoy Reading!! Stay safe!!

ABOUT BOOK

This book Is one of those “new girl moves to town and accidentally meets a group of non-humans” It’s also a perfect “Boy next door romance” Katy moves from Florida to West Virginia. Turns out she lives next door to the most hottest siblings. Throughout the plot Katy is befriending her neighbours, however, realises that strange things are happening there. She experiences weird paranormal things whilst juggling high school, making friends, avoiding a certain bitchy girl, but mostly the gorgeous arrogant and snarky neighbour besides her. When you combine a feisty girl from Florida and a sexy, alien.

I'm one of those that have always had the issue of girls in different coffee shops inspiring a certain level of irrational disdain, and for people to say that they're always rational suggests more about them than it does about the person whom holds these feelings to be self-evident. In high school, I had generally avoided flirting with girls, despite having always found a deeply sexual attraction to them. The fact that, for the most part, I exclusively want blowjobs from Spanish, French, and other romance language girls, along with the Japanese has not changed. What has changed however, is the depths of my own experience.

For the longest time, I always felt something different toward men. It wasn't sexual, but it was closer to the feeling that other describe as being "I want to spend the rest of my life with this person." Though these feelings did not come to ahead until I was out of high school, and within those years I never encountered a man that I was genuinely attracted to in this respect. But after high school, I was more open to the idea of dating guys whom are perceived as being "Chicks with dicks." That is, they have the look that I would describe as a petite French girl who is raised by one Spanish parent, and one French parent.

The only way that I would know whether they were a guy, was based on the fact that when I pull ther pants down, their is a penis that flops out that I lick around its rim, and click off the edges of it his smegma contents. Among other more unsavory detals. Some men, do their ability to already cross the barrier that usually keeps me from developing romantic feelings for girls, leaves me often with both sexual feelings and romantic feelngs, and gives them a certain edge that women simply don't have if they look like a really cute girl.

But generally, I only ever have had those feelings for guys inside the context of graphic novels written in Japan, that at least traditionally, has had different ideas about gender. So it's easier to imagine myself sucking a girly Japanese boy's penis, than an American's. Europe is an interesting case, as often I'll find men that come really close to being attracted, but because they choose to have a beard, they end up, only for this reason, being completely off of my radar. I'm not sure if these feelings developed because if my distrust for women, if the whole "wanting to blow a guy who looks like a lady's dick" was something that was always present.

Even with my sexuality for girls, often I like really tomboyish things on girls whom otherwise I perceive as as looking like little feminine fairy princesses. Them wearing dirty overalls and Birkenstock clogs without socks on the farm, them not wearing a shirt under it, and being completely flat chested. She still have very long blond hair, and curves that would sever the head of a peasant girl in the middle ages. I often end up wanting to whip out their dick and suck it. And them use them like I would any other cute girl. Them under me, except when they're sucking my dick. My personal favorite is when they're sucking their own penis.

These usually drives me more wild than anything else. And their gentle hairless bare feet giving me the best foot jobs.

In real life, these feelings never unfold.

Often I instead cringe, when I see a girl dressed as a "80 White Girl" rapper, pretending to be suave, but not doing anything else to reduce their femininity. Certainly no Birkenstock Boston Clogs. Instead I only dream of girls with dicks in overalls, giving my clog jobs, while caressing my face with their long curly blond hair. The same mouth that sucking their dick.

But its why I never dated. Its not bisexual.

I just romantically prefer guys.

Before the second civil war, that broke the broken American Union into several smaller national units.

Set in the fictional Tennessean city of Chatlanta, where virtual reality is being newly developed, and the line between dreams and reality blur. A writer who has a hard time finishing a story, is in search for love.

The playful hacker accidentally courts an assassin/spy for a rival US micro-nation, and decides to rebuild her dead acquaintance to give her a second chance. Interspersed are dreams about being hunted by cannibalistic serial killers, and essays about the nature of the game-design industry.

Author Note: This work is half way finished,  the next half is being plotted.

Check out my other book: King of Film 
Synopsis:
 Jiang Cheng a screenwriter is reincarnated to 2001, into the seventeen-year-old body of another Jiang Cheng.
Clutching onto the dreams of his previous life he attempts to succeed where he previously failed.
He starts from scratch, as a small-time screenwriter writing television shows and movie scripts.
Filled with dreams of becoming a generational entertainment legend and establishing an entertainment empire he takes the road to become the King of Film.
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Zhang Xiaohua was a washed-up artist who tragically passed away in a car accident after heroically saving a child’s life. After his death, Zhang Xiaohua’s soul was transmigrated into a parallel universe where the entertainment industry has become sluggish. 

With a group of small musicians, memories and just his wits about him, he is forced to create something for himself in his new environment, working hard to sustain himself and his mother, while also trying to regain control of his father's company.

Follow his journey as he attempts to become a world-class entertainment mogul and conquer the entertainment world by storm.

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'My God, thanks the heavens for this is truly happening right now in my eyes to finding something that is only told of fiction'
What was happening right now was something you only in novels now that he now has the opportunity to have that kind of live in this new world.
It was possibility of having a harem type of life and right now there was currently 3 little girls who were around the same age as Alex
One of the girls was a blonde little girl with azure blue eye and was one of the most amazing eyes Alex could have encountered she was one of the most beautiful little girl Alex has ever seen. The 2nd girl was a little with long black and red eyes that showed hostility towards Alex for some unknown reason. As Alex was staring at her he noticed she showed very little hostility so he calmed own and noticed the last girl. Who was a little girl with eyes as dark as blood with the most beautiful white hair.
The very first thing Alex came up with in his mind was 'Harem!'
The next thing he thought was crucial for him to have a harem it was how was he going to make that possible. This is because many people dislike the thought of having a harem in the first place because most people tend to stay down with one girl in this world. So Alex had to thing how he has to make them fallen in love with him naturally and how to make them all agree to the idea of a harem. Alex had found it he found the plan to his solution now all he has to do is to put his actions into play.
Alex walked over to the three little girls while his his mother went to talk to her friends. Who were
Alex started to introduce himself to these little  girls and said " Hi my name is Alex Silverwind" After Alex he noticed a the white haired girl stood up to him and said" Hi Alex , I'm Alicia Kaio" then the two other girls started to speak up as well the blond girl started to say " Hi, I'm Roselia Thornbird" then right after the black haired with red eyes said " I'm Elena Everborn" All though the girls were hesitate they all started to warm up to Alex and Alex was occaisionallly tease all of them a little bit and they all started to play games and have fun. Eventually, the day was over and they all said goodbyes to each other and went home saying they play until another day.
'Today was a good day for thanks the gods for this to happen but I musn't allow them to get hurt in any way. I must protect them and help them financially as well so that they won't receive any trouble and so that my plan of having a harem will work. First I must learn to protect myself digitally and to start a business to support my harem'
'I'll start doing these things later in life right now I have to know the true identity of my parents to know someone of high status.'
'I think I should ask my mom about them, though she probably cover it up I'll still get an idea of who they are and what's their relation to my mother.'
"Mom, who do you know those people?"
His mother then spoke up and said" I'm met them a while back when I was in school"
Alex then said " oh, ok"
Alex thought 'I can't come off as too suspicious of my mom or she will start noticing'
Both Alex and his mother went home and went to sleep.
But the thing is that Alex couldn't really sleep because of what happened today so he said 'status'
[Name: Alex Silverwind]
State:Child
Cultivation: Peak of Qi Condensation
str:50
vit:50
end:50
wis:50
charm:15
skills:2x skill booster, lv3 point generator
points;356677
Alex point generator has leveled up over the years.
'Fuck'
Alex was totally immersed in his life that he had forgotten about the shop function.
The system's shop had basically anything real and fiction, it had things like armor, potions, skills, etc.
He then looked for best coding skill
He looked at all of them and chose 
[Unbreakable Coding]: 15000 points
The best coding one can have it is the best in the entire world this will make you the best coder that had ever lived.
Alex purchased it and then started to look for photo graphic and surely it was there
[Photographic memory: points 15000 points]
This skill will make Host remember anything if he wills to remember something and will improved Host's mind
Alex bought Photographic memory and though he should wait until he has more points to buy more skills and he ended sleeping right after all that.

"What took you so long?" Callea complained as Deive get off the car. "I am bored here waiting for you."

Torque left with Marina and Luna for a joy ride. Her cousin wanted her friends to go someplace else. While she was left at Villa Celesta alone. She also wanted to leave the villa for a while and see new sights. It has been a long time since she left Nagcarlan. Her destination was always Villa Celesta and the mansion. It was starting to become a bore. But she wanted a place that has no people around. She just wanted the view and nature.

"Do you want to attend a cosplay event?"

"Cosplay?" She clasped her hands and she saw stars as she thinks about people wearing different costumes. It didn't matter who they were because they were in character. They were not obliged to show their real self. What's important is they could represent the character well and could show their creative side. "I love that."

"There's a cosplay event in SM Mall of Asia. It is still early. We can get there on time." It was eight-thirty in the morning.

"As in right now?" She didn't know what to do. She was excited. It was her first time to attend that kind of event. She wanted to ask her cousins to bring her to those kinds of events before but they were killjoy. They said that it was only for teenagers. She ran inside the mansion to change into a costume that Pipay, her friend designer, sent her recently. She stopped suddenly when she remembered Deive. "H-How about you? Will you wear a costume?"

He nods his head. "Yes. I will be Shadow Knight. Pipay gave me a costume for me as a gift. She said that she wants you to have a partner when you feel like being on the character. I might as well use it." Shadow Knight was a character in one of her graphic novels.

"Then I will be Calliope so we can be partners." She stood in her toes and kiss his cheek. "Thank you, Shadow Knight."

In less than five minutes, her costumes and makeup kit were packed. Good thing Marina prepared it near the treasure chest and her knee-high boots were waiting for her as well.  Calliope's costume was perfect. It had a veil that covered her face. Nobody would know what she looked like behind it.

 At the car, she already wore the veil. Her body was buzzing with excitement as I answered Deive's questions about his character Shadow Knight. She didn't notice how long their trip lasted.

He said that he owned a condo near SM Mall of Asia so they changed their clothes there. It took an hour to fix her hair and the makeup. Calliope was a Gothic Lolita character. She let her hair down. She was wearing a long back tulle dress with petticoat. She also had a black lacy fan that could dispel evil spirits. She decided not to put on makeup since she would be wearing a veil.

Her breath hitched when she saw Deive in his Shadow Knight costume. He looked like an aristocrat vampire. His elegant black cape collar coat was perfect for his lithe body. Even the black lacy baroque pants were so on point. She never thought Shadow Knight could be this sexy until Deive personified it. Unlike her, he ditched the mask and it showcased his beautiful face. He didn't even need his jeweled sword because his piercing eyes could easily melt souls.

She was so amazed when she entered SMX Convention Center. Cosplayers were milling around and they were wearing costumes from her graphic novels. Her heart was about to burst. To see her characters come to life and loved by many was heaven.

But she was there as a cosplayer and not as Xylara, the mysterious author.

She suddenly got cold feet when she saw the tarpaulin hanging above the escalator and the entrance to the convention center. Xylara's Book Signing.

She blinked several times. That was her pen name unless there was another Xylara she was not aware of.

She looked around the convention center's lobby once more. All of the cosplayers were wearing her character's costume. Some were even holding copies of her graphic novels. The event was for her. Exclusively for her.

She felt trapped. She would be forced to talk to all those people. Strangers. A lot of strangers had come to see her. They were taking each other's photos and for sure they would take her pictures, too. What if they insist to see her face? What if they tried to hurt her? No. She couldn't do this.

She started running out of breath then stepped back. What would she do with those people?

Deive blocked her with his body before she could retreat some more. "Stay, Callea."

An arranged marriage to a perfect bride.

To keep him in line, playboy Deive Hontiveros needs to marry Callea Lopez so he could start his own business. He thought he got lucky when he sees how beautiful and caring Callea is.

She lives in a haunted mansion though and he got plagued by a mysterious ghost of a woman and her cat from hell.

He must protect his bride at all cost. 

But what if Callea is one with the darkness?


Original cover design by Runa Lee 
For cover designs, email lunafatima1093@gmail.com

Hi Guys I'm The Author of *"Project Omegaverse the Novel" * I'm so excited to release the Chapter 1~5
I hope that everyone will like it, especially to those readers that actually love to read manga/webtoon ..it's not an ordinary novel cuz I make it a little easy to read because there are many types of readers that actually easy to get bored when reading novels It's called "Graphic Novel Script / Script Writing'' for those who don't know this, Script writing involves a heavier reliance on spoken dialogue. In novels, characters are revealed through description and internal monologue, whereas screenwriters develop their characters through action and dialogue. So everyone will easily to read who's speaking in their own point of view, Aside from that  I want to make it a webtoon but I don't have much time and I'm still studying to draw because I'm not good enough to draw some characters So I thinks it's hard for me, but I will make it a webtoon soon that's a little short announcement So please everyone support my novel Thank you and stay safe~
Project Omegaverse Release Date : 2 / 1 / 2021
~Wayzone16
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What if I'm the first Omega. What should I do? 
What if I'm an Alpha. What should I do?
What if I’m a Beta? Is it still the same?



There are many questions inside my head that I can't answer. I don’t know if I'm still the same, Minhyuk’’

Synopsis : 

In the early Generation of omegaverse there are Societies whereas humans are divided into a dominance hierarchy of Dominant "⍶ Alphas","β Betas",  and Submissive "Ω Omegas" but in this generation there are no more Omega only Betas and Alphas

Park Jisung is a Dominant Alpha, He is the son of the Most famous and Richest Doctor In the whole world, He Secretly likes Minhyuk because of their childhood memories.

Kim Minhyuk is the last omega in the new generation after the extinction of all omega, He wants to become a Professional Painter..He is the son of the Most famous Scientist In a University .

After the University Opening Ceremony Party Jisung see that Minhyuk accidentally hit by the car which led to his 1st omega blood manifesting , Jisung father remembers the unfinished experiment with his partner (Minhyuk Mother)  in his lab that can make a Beta people impregnate luckily Minhyuk survived after the experiment use to him slowly he’s turning into Omega, Hints about the "incident" start to appear and able to regain his memory bit by bit. After that Jisung Claimed that Minhyuk is his mate and marked him on. Will their relationship change at the end of it all? Let's find Out!

I really shouldn't have gone drinking that night with my friends. I mean, sure, I had just graduated from high school and I needed to celebrate that somehow but I had never gone drinking before. I was what you would call a boring guy because I never went out drinking, partying and doing drugs. I just knew better –results of spending most of your time reading random stuff on the internet-.
Anyways, I really shouldn't have gone drinking that night. I should've gone home, celebrated the fact I was out of school with my parents, the ones I knew really gave a damn about what happened to me, and after that I should've done what I do best: play videogames until I gave myself brain damage and passed out until the next morning to repeat the same thing every day until it was time for me to go to college.
Heh. College. I was really looking forward to that. I really wanted to get a degree in graphic designs and graphic animation so I could get a job in the video game development industry. Those had been my plans. But no. But fucking no! I had to ruin them just because I couldn't say no! Come with us, they'd said. It will be fun, they'd said. I did went with them. And I did had fun –made out with three different girls, two at the same time even-.
What they didn't tell me, however, was the fact that I was going to stare my own death in the face while I was too drunk to see that the green light was one for the vehicles on the street, not the people walking through the city. I knew how to drive but my parents knew I was going to go drinking so they didn't give me the vehicle for obvious reasons. I was supposed to call them so they could pick me up but in my drunken brilliance I decided to walk home.
A load of good shit that did me. I had stumbled forward, ignoring the warning of the homeless guy who was sitting next to the lamppost on that corner, and slowly rose my head when a bright light and an annoying loud sound suddenly blared against my drunken senses. I don't know how I can recall this with even half of the clarity I am but this is what I remember. That night I saw my life flash before my own eyes before I was hit by a car.
I remember half of my bones breaking and puncturing most of my internal organs. The pain had been excruciating. Milliseconds –don't ask me how I could a perceive such a tiny time frame because I do not know- after that I felt my head been separated from my body due to the strength which the car had hit me. I remember seeing my body sent flying meters away before my eyes turned to the horrified eyes of the man as he stared back at me.
But most of all. I remember ten words appearing in front of me as everything dulled as I began to die.
GAME OVER
Would you like to try again?
Yes/No
I don't know if it had been the survival instinct of a dying being making the choice for me. I don't even know if my mind even questioned the absurdity of words appearing out of nowhere as my head flew away from my body. The only think I knew was that I saw an opportunity to keep living. So, moved by instinct, I said yes in my mind. The words had disappeared. My head continued flying away as my body was crushed by the car that had killed me.
My consciousness, however, was transported elsewhere.
-DxD: Gamer-
You have slept in your bed. Your HP and MP have been fully restored. All ailments have been cured.
What
In
The
Actual
Fuck!
While my thoughts were raging a mile a second I was sure my face –or what I believed to be my face- was kept blank as I stared at the blue box with black letters in front of me. Not a moment ago I was reflecting of the decisions I took that led to me dying when I suddenly find myself laying comfortably in a bed staring at a message box suspiciously similar to the ones that appeared on 'The Gamer' manga I have been reading lately.
I looked around in panic trying to discern where I was but there was nothing distinctive of the room other than it was filled with posters of naked females that were very beautiful and very well endowed. When I was sure I was going to start hyperventilating, a wave of calmness overwhelmed the anxiety I was feeling me and my brain directed my consciousness into thinking about the situation at hand.
I was in an unknown place. First priority: Learn where I am. Secondary objectives: Find out why those letters appeared in front of my face when I woke up and why they resembled a manga I had been reading in the past and why I found myself calm all of sudden when I should be getting a heart attack.
That was when another box appeared.
Quest Alert!
Where in the hell I am?!
You have found yourself in an unknown place and weird stuff is happening around you not even ten seconds after you woke up! Find out where you are! Secondary objectives: Learn about the weird things happening around you.
Reward: 500 XP. 1000 XP if the secondary objective is completed. Skill Book. Not being a clueless idiot.
I narrowed my eyes at the message box appearing and realized that it was exactly like the ones that would appear before Han Jee-Han when he got a quest. Meaning that this 'weird things' were actually The Gamer ability manifesting before me in its default form. My deduction was proven correct when the secondary objective in the quest message box became grayed out and a plus sign appeared beside it meaning I had completed it.
When I didn't panic because of this knowledge being learned, I realized this was indeed the real deal and the skill Gamer's Mind was already changing me. Deciding to go with the flow as I didn't feel like I was in some kind of dream and I distinctly remembered everything from my live to the point I 'died', I rose up from the bed and went to search for a mirror to look at myself. Maybe it will give me a clue into where I was. I suspected that I was in the world of The Gamer for obvious reasons.
There was a small mirror in the room and I approached it with some trepidation that was quickly washed away by Gamer's Mind. I was surprised, however, when brown eyes stared back at me from the surface of the mirror. Dark brown hair was messily sitting on top of 'my' head and it was also framing and slightly above average looking face. I had already deduced who 'I' was but the letters floating above my head only served to confirm it.
Issei Hyoudou. Lvl 1.
The Gamer
I was in the world of High School DxD and apparently my consciousness has replaced that of the main character. Immediately after I thought that a ping was heard in my mind and a message box telling me I had completed the quest appeared. Immediately after a bright light appeared on my suddenly cupped hands as a white thin book appeared in my hands. I heard another ping sound and another message box appeared in front of me.
Your level has increased by one! Your level has increased by one!
Okay so let me get this straight. I died. Of that I had no doubt. And then I was reborn in the world of one of my favorite anime/manga/light novels series as its main character wielding the abilities of the main character of another series I had recently began to read…
Surprisingly –or maybe not- I felt not at ease with that revelation but more like content in a very grim fashion. I have to admit that more than once I had wanted to live in a world of fantasy wielding incredible powers, fighting bad guys and doing what it needed to be done with the hot girls that kept appearing on the shows and manga I have read. As I dismissed all the message boxes that had appeared on my field of vision I realized that this was my chance to do exactly that.
The first thing I needed to do was to find out exactly when I was in the timeline of the DxD universe. Looking at myself –Issei- on the mirror once again I realized that I couldn't be far from where the light novels began since I looked around Issei's age when that happened. That's when I realized that I did have my memories of my previous life but I didn't possess Issei's from this life. I can recall being friends with Irina Shidou and thinking she was a boy but only that from the past and I was sure it was because I have already saw that in the light novels.
The next thing I needed to do was prepare myself for when shit hit the fan. I decided I was going to go by the timeline as it was presented in the light novels and alter it as little as I could because the slightest thing I did could heavily alter how stuff happened. I admit I was afraid of getting caught off guard –try not being when you were killed because you were caught off guard drunk- and I certainly didn't want to die again.
That line of thinking made me recall the book that I was still holding in my hands so I brought it up to my face. Even though it appeared out of light it felt like a real book but according to the quest that rewarded it to me it was a skill book. I focused on it and as I expected a blue window appeared.
You have acquired the skill book 'Mana Manipulation'. Would you like to learn this skill?
Yes/No
I pressed the yes button and I stared as the book was enveloped in bright light before I absorbed said light. As it died down and the window disappeared automatically I became aware of the magical energy swirling inside of me and knowledge on how to manipulate it filled my mind. As I began to marvel at the sensation of it –it was like a warm limb deep inside your core waiting to be used- another window appeared.
Mana Manipulation. Passive. Lvl Max. Allows the user to freely manipulate mana which is the energy within most living beings. Passively increases INT by 10%. Passively increases mana pool by 10%.
I nodded at that and dismissed the window as I moved away from in front of the mirror and took a seat on my bed. I knew that I was still incredibly week even by the standars of this world and my previous one but I still needed to know where I stood at the moment. I took a deep breath and decided to use my voice for the first time since waking up as Issei Hyoudou.
"Status."
Name: Issei Hyoudou
Title: N/A
Status: N/A
Race: Human Job: The Gamer
Level: Lvl 3 Next Level: 0.0%
HP: 325/325 R: 0.5% (1.6) per Minute
MP: 907/907 R: 1.4% (12.7) per Minute
STR: 4
VIT: 5
DEX: 3
INT: 33 (30+3)
WIS: 14
LUCK: 10
Stat Points: 10
Money: 0$
I got over the fact that my voice sounded different and that I spoke a different language even thought I still perceived it as English very fast once I saw my stats. They were definitely better than I was expecting them to be but to be honest I was not surprised by them. They actually made a lot of sense once I spent a minute analyzing them.
STR was the Strength modifier and it governed the physical damage I could deliver and the amount of weight I could carry. It was pretty accurate as far things go. From what I knew about Issei's character he never trained nor performed any physical activity before he became a devil and was forced to do so. I was tempted to put points into it immediately but I knew that since it was so low I could rise it up by training physically and that I should save those points for later.
The same happened with VIT and DEX, the Vitality and Dexterity modifiers respectively. Vitality essentially governed the amount of stamina and max HP I possessed. I deduced that VIT modified the amount of HP on a 25/1 ratio if the amount I had a level one was 100 without taking into account my VIT of 5. Dexterity governed how fast I was physically, my reflexes, my reaction time, my coordination, my body awareness and my aptitude for acrobatics and flexibility. The same occurred here as with STR so the modifier was pretty accurate.
INT was the Intelligence modifier and it governed the potential I had to acquire new knowledge and the amount of mana I possessed. And as humbly as possible I realized that it was very accurate too. Before I died I had been a very good student. Not only that but I spent my time reading and learning new stuff along with playing a lot of games that forced me to think things through so I knew that my mental capabilities were above average.
The amount of mana I possessed was also accurate if the same happened with INT and MP as with VIT and HP: a ratio 25/1 if my base MP without taking into account my INT at Lvl one had been 50, half of my initial HP at 100, which was the common on most games if you choose a class with an average affinity for everything which I knew I was.
WIS was the wisdom modifier and it governed my ability to make the correct decision, how I used the knowledge in my possession and mana regeneration. I think it was also pretty accurate since I like to think that all the choices I made through my short previous life had been the correct ones –except for the one that had made it so my previous life was short of course-. It seemed like the regeneration of my mana was directly proportional to the amount of WIS I had calculated in percentages. And the same seemed to happen with my HP. Good to know.
LUCK was the luck modifier obviously and it governed, you guessed, how lucky I was. However, I know that it also governs the quality of the drops I get from fighting mobs and how prone I was to getting a critical strike. A lot of people would think that luck is a useless stat to increase, and it normally would be because you can normally raise your stats through stats points, but since I could modify my other stats by training and doing other stuff I can see the potential here. But I wasn't going to get ahead of myself.
Looking at my stats I realized that I had the perfect build to become a mage class character just going by how high INT and WIS were when I was in level 3 but this 'game system' allowed me to get points in all stats by doing certain actions. I knew I could rise my STR, VIT and DEX by doing specific exercises for each. I could raise my INT by studying and I could raise my WIS by making correct during difficult situations. LUCK was the only one that I needed stats points to raise because there was no way to get lucky on purpose.

I died after making my first bad decission I wasn't expecting to be reborn in a world of Devils, Angels, Fallen Angels and Yokai. I wasn't expecting to the be the 'main character'. I wasn't expecting for my life to become a game. I will, however, make the most of this peculiar situation. 


SI OC as Issei! Badass Main Character! MassHarem! Lemons!


(NOT MY BOOK)
Link : https://www.fanfiction.net/s/11986220/1/DxD-Gamer

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