"Concentrate!!"

"I'm doing it as much as I can" 

" Look, you are new here so I'm going easy this time. I'm your mentor. You do as I say if you want to live, or you leave this room and never come back. Your choice."

He nodded. Although he hated it, he knew she was right. It was do or die. 

"Good. Now concentrate!! Focus your mind on the task at hand. Think about nothing else. Let's try again."

He did as he was told. He forgot about everything but the task at hand. After a few minutes, it seemed to work. The birds stopped flying, the leaves stopped rustling. Though it was only for a few seconds, he'd finally done it. 

He'd stopped time.
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Mark was a normal kid. He thought he had the best life ever. He had everything. Loving grandparents who treated him as their own. Friends who were there for him wherever he needed. He never wished for anything more than what he had. He was happy.

All that changed when he met Claire. She was the kinda person who grows on you. She opened the path for him to a life he never knew was destined to have and he discovered that he was so much more than merely normal.

But now his secret is out and his life and the lives of those he loves are in danger. Now he has to choose between his family and his destiny and the fate of the world depends upon his choice.


I know things are not looking up for me, when the 13th manuscript I had submitted on the Chief Editor´s desk was still being stamped as ¨REJECTED¨. Even from the view of my cramped center aisle mini desk, I could see that the ¨REJECT¨ stamp was the one Mr. Barnes slammed against my 153-page story. I just submitted it an hour ago and I don´t think he ever got past the first chapter.
I swear my chapters get better over time.
When you´re a struggling newbie writer, no one wants to take a risk on your ideas -- especially if your ideas are usually labelled as ¨too controversial¨ or ¨too feminist¨.
I swear, all these old geezers are allergic at the thought of having strong female characters. They keep wanting me to write about perfect women. And what they meant by perfect is someone quiet, prim, and beautiful. Also, having a size zero waistline and perky C cups would be best when I had to describe them.
My supervisor took my manuscript from the big boss' table and slammed it at my desk. He does not have to be so obviously disdained.
This is my first week here and I had already submitted thirteen different ideas. THIRTEEN.
They should cut me some slack for the effort.
¨I know you are a good writer, Samantha. I have seen your profile, and works in Uni. You just got to try harder with the ideas. This industry is hard. Even with your big shot parents backing you up," he lit his cigarette and puff the smoke towards my direction.
He always has something to say about my parents. Its not my fault I was born into old money. Also, I knew he liked that last story I submitted, he smiled ever so slightly on me when I told him I´m submitting the manuscript to Mr. Barnes. Was I hallucinating it?
¨Noted, Marcus.¨ I took my work at the desk and threw it at the trash bin. In all honesty, I still don´t know if Marcus Simmons is against me or supporting me. He somehow manages to motivate me while also roasting the hell out of me and my works.
He took one last puff of his cigarette before disposing it off in the bin near my desk. I hate it when he does that.
I opened my laptop and stared at the goddamn blinking cursor. Dammit.
I rummaged my bag for the perfume I stashed for this exact situation and sprayed it all over my desk and the direction of the bin. What a waste of perfectly good perfume.
But I surely can´t start this goddamn manuscript if my place reeked of Marcus. His presence is simply not motivating.
The goddamn blinking cursor mocking me for the writer´s block. I cracked my knuckles at the annoyance of it all.
I got in as an intern writer at The Pendulum, a successful production company. Some of the most brilliant minds in the art industry is from The Pendulum. The best films of the last century came from inside those halls. Every one whose everyone in the film industry knows the notoriety of The Pendulum.
Most people only appreciate the actors and actresses playing the characters, but I am much more interested in the planning of it all. After all, I've been living my life behind the scenes.
I can´t say that I did not get this coveted job without my parent´s influence or my famous sister´s help. I know I have skipped quite a few steps to get in here. I just know that I was shortlisted when they took a look at my last name. The ¨Leigh¨ clan (if you can call it that) is quite powerful in this city.
Not Samantha Leigh though, Samantha gets her 13th manuscript rejected.
Growing up, I have this dream of becoming the person to change the film industry. I´m sick and tired of all these movies showing cliche plots and weak characters all the time.
I just have to get over this hurdle and start writing something that Mr. Barnes would actually bother to read.
"Hi, you´re the intern right?" a chirpy voice took me out of my reverie.
"Yeah, that would be me. I´m Sam,¨ I offered her a handshake but the chirpy-voiced woman just looked at my hands like she´s disgusted. I awkwardly retreated my hand and laid it flat on the desk.
"I´m Rebecca, Becky to my friends, and I am your new mentor," she smiled. I can´t say it was friendly one.
¨Am I being transferred to another team, I just spoke to Marcus a while ago,¨
¨Yes. You´re under my team now. You know Marcus, he disposes off people who he thinks are not suited for The Pendulum but before he does that he sends them my way for a good beating,¨
¨What do you mean?¨ I do not like the way those words sounded.
¨Its means its your last chance before you´re off this boat,¨
Oh.
¨I am working on it, Becky. I swear I have this great ide--¨ she cut me off before I could finish my rebuttal.
"You should call me Rebecca," she said like it is a matter of fact. ¨I have read your manuscript, all 153 pages and all I can say is, you need to get laid,¨
¨Excuse me?!¨ I choked on air at her bold statement. 
¨You have no expertise on love or dating for that matter, am I not right?¨
¨I can´t say that I´m an expert at dating but I have relevant experience,¨ I replied. But even I know that that statement was utter BS. ¨What does it have to do with my story anyways? I created a love story, not some smut,¨
¨Exactly my point, Samantha. How dare you write love stories when you know nothing of love?¨
No one ever really knew what Love is exactly. We each all have construed versions of it. 
¨Go out, find a date, fuck said date and then write a story about it. That is your first assignment,¨
I am not going to be a bitch for Hollywood. I walked out before Becky´s words of wisdom would include selling my body to some hotshot exec from California -- which is a really cool story idea but also would likely turn into a smut, which would in turn mean that Rebecca wins. 
I need some coffee.
I walked out of the office to go to my favorite Little Nook. No, really its a coffee shop called the Little Nook. The place is really old and small, and the tables are dusty but it smells like freshly brewed coffee and old paper all the time. Its just the perfect scent to recharge.
I should admit that I am a bitch for coffee.
¨Luke, I want caramel macchiato please," I smiled at my favorite barista. I can never order another caramel macchiato after knowing the existence of this coffee shop. They make the best ones.
80% milk, 20% coffee. Don´t ever let people tell you otherwise that this is not the golden ratio for Caramel Macchiatos.
¨You´re here again,". He is always annoyed at my presence here.
¨I´m your only regular customer, Luke. You should really give me some loyalty points,"
¨I´d rather you not come here. When you´re here, bad things usually happen,¨
I´m not a believer of superstition or any faith for that matter but thinking about all the times I´ve been in this cafe, I cringed at all the unfortunate things I have caused because I´m clumsy and always all over the place.
¨I´m so so sorry about the last time, Luke. I did pay for the espresso machine I broke right?¨
¨It was passed on from my grandfather, Sam. It can´t be paid by money, ¨ he looked at the shiny new espresso machine on the counter and sighed. He had tried to teach me how to use his espresso machine after weeks of coaxing and being my dumb self, I broke it.
It amazes me how I destroy everything I´ve touched at this point.
¨That old thing was a bother, Luke. I don´t think you are the type to believe in superstitions, you´re too young for that.  I know you´re secretly happy I bought you a new one,¨
I could see a little hint of excitement in his eyes but he masked it so well.
He deeply sighed.
¨Come on, Luke. Its not like I have anywhere else to go. Besides, I know you love having me around," I teased him and danced around the counter, knocking a few mugs along the way.
He looked at the shattered glass and with shook his head side to side.
¨Just add it to my bill,¨ I meekly said and whispered a little ´sorry´.
I handed him my card and looked at me hard -- straight into my privilege.
¨What would make you stop coming here,¨ he exasperated. He was sweeping the floor and picking up the bigger shards of glass by hand which he shouldn´t do so without gloves.
¨An idea that would keep my butt on my office chair,¨ If I had something to work on to impress the pricks at The Pendulum, I would literally be nowhere else. I can´t believe I actually said the word butt to his face.
¨I could help you with that, if that means no more mug casualty at my cafe.¨
¨Really, give me one then,¨
Just as we were about to discuss business, two rowdy teenagers entered the cafe basically screaming to each other. The pink-haired girl went straight to the counter and ordered one unicorn cloud caramel drink. I´m not sure I´ve ever heard of that drink before.
Luke looked at the new customers and smiled. I am not quite sure what that smile meant but he pointed at them and whispered to me, ¨Maybe you should ask them. They looked like the kind of kids that lived a movie-kind of life. Maybe they could give you some inspiration,¨
¨Are you kidding me? How could they ever give me inspiration,¨
¨Its not going to hurt you to try. Also, get these drinks to them and the mug is already paid for,¨ Luke handed me the unicorn drink and one black coffee. These kids have really contrasting tastes for coffee.
¨Fine,¨ I exasperated. I can´t say to any possible leads for a good story. Also, they do look like main characters.
I have this habit of judging people based on the aura that they give off.
After all, fiction is inspired by our current reality-- with just a few tweaks here and there for profitability.
I walked towards the girls´ table and trying not to trip and embarrass myself.
¨Hi, here´s your order,¨ I placed the unicorn drink and espresso shot on their table and just basically gawked at them as I am too awkward to start a conversation.
They looked at me like I was crazy. The pink-haired girl looked at me like I just ruined her day. She scrunched her nose and pretended to act like I smelled horrible -- not very main character of her.
¨Is there anything else we can help you with,¨ the girl with the espresso shot spoke. She did not even look at me.
I racked my brain for some logical excuse that I can come up with. Asking them for an idea for something to write about seems like a very lame reason even though it is the truth.
¨I am actually creating a survey and need your inputs,¨
¨Is that so?¨
Come on, Maddie. Really? A survey? I really am having a writer´s block. Damn, Rebecca would be too happy to kick me off the ¨boat¨ now.
¨Yes,¨ I tried to sound as convincing as I could. ¨Its a study on how teenagers...view..uh...modern dating?¨
Damn, Becky really got through my head. Now here I am, asking literal teenagers for dating advice. 
Pink-haired girl proceeded to laugh at me and took a sip of her unicorn flavored drink before laughing again.
¨Is that funny?¨
¨Of course it is funny and absolutely creepy to ask teenagers about modern dating. Are you perhaps interested at one of us?¨
¨No!¨ I almost screamed. This is not the turn of events I pictured out.
¨Then what?¨
¨Just a survey,¨
¨Just a survey, okay. Well, here´s a prime example of what it is,¨ Pink-haired girl stood up and walked towards the unsuspecting customer that just entered the cafe and kissed him right in the mouth. 
What in the world.
The guy looked completely taken aback but also very pleased as Pink-haired girl was really pretty. She whispered something to him and they both walked back towards us. 
¨Here´s an answer to your survey, we´re dating now,¨ Pink-haired girl announced to which espresso shot girl laughed.
I don´t know what exactly is happening but I took mental notes of this weird situation. This might come in handy when Becky decides to roast me again. I will tell her that this is exactly why I don´t date. Romance is dead in this generation. 
¨Don´t tell you´re one of those boomers that believes in ¨Romance¨ and ¨Chivalry¨ bullshit?¨ espresso shot girl suddenly asked. 

¨First, I am not a boomer. I´m just twenty three for chrissakes. Second, yes. I still believe in romance,¨ 
¨Well, here´s my answer to your little survey. Modern dating sucks. I say be a hoe and break all these men or women, I won´t judge. After breaking them or getting broken by them, capitalize on your heartbreak and write a song about them. Dedicate a whole album, if you may,¨
Why are these teenagers so angry at the world? But also, what an inspiring thing to say. 
I might just use the phrase ¨Capitalize Your Heartbreak¨ as the title of my next manuscript. 
Now, how do I break hearts?

Samantha Leigh has never been the main character. 

It’s not because she does not want to be but, with her non-existent social skills, being overshadowed by a popular older sister, and lack of “like-able” qualities -- she thinks her chances are quite slim.

Until an opportunity presented itself, “What if you could be “everything” everyone ever wanted you to be?” 

Desperate to impress everyone and kick-start her writing career, Sam goes on a crazy, life-altering (literally) journey to becoming the perfect Manic Pixie Dream Girl. 

You don´t believe that? Read on. 

No one will ever forget her now.

( I use Google translator to write this story, sorry for some misspelling.)

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The screams from the audience can be heard filling the stage.

An incredible amount of excitement runs through my body, not only is this happening to me, my colleagues are also very excited.....
  Faces of joy are clearly showing on their faces.

The atmosphere is filled with excitement as we patiently wait for the right moment to enter the stage, 

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Hello, you may be wondering who I am, or, what I am talking about,... but that would take too long to explain, .... What you need to know, is that I'm about to get on stage with my peers and prove that even if I'm not a Protagonist, I can achieve success in life!!!....... 

  You say I confused you?....... You want me to explain who I am, and how I got here?..... Are you sure?.... . It's a very long story, you might get bored,]

[ You still want to listen to it?....... Ok, .....then, sit back, make yourself comfortable, and let me tell you my story.....]]

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It all started when one morning I woke up in a room I didn't know, but for some reason it felt very familiar, ..... I did what any normal person would do in that situation, ..... I panicked and started to cry, like a macho man!!!.... I thought I had been kidnapped or something, I think that would have been much more believable, compared to what really happened].

[ You see, apparently I REINCARNED in another body and another world,... how do I know this?... Because I'm an Otaku, and this is a very common situation in manga and fantasy novels,.... I had a hard time accepting that I was no longer at home,...but most likely I died in my original world, so having this second chance to live seemed very good to me... if I'm not mistaken in this isekai situations the reincarnator receives some useful ability or super power that some god or ROB grants him..... But there is a problem]

[ I don't remember meeting any Rob or receiving any amazing ability!!!!... Also I don't feel some incredible energy coursing through my body or anything like that,..... ]

[ That was the first sign that something was wrong with this situation,..... obviously I didn't want to think negatively and started using different voice commands that any otaku would use to awaken some power].

" The World!!!,.... Trace On!!!.....Cruel Sun!!!..... System!!!... Kagebunshin-no juntsu!!!!!!!!...Menu!!!... Ice Make Shield!!!!...."

[ After a while I started to panic, the possibility of not having some incredible ability started to become more possible..... I even started trying to summon some comic book energy and power oaths].

" may the forces of evil beware of my power!!!, Green lantern light!!!...... Shazam!!!...... .......PLEASE RESPOND!!!!...."

[ how I thought..... I didn't have any special powers or abilities....when I realized it I reacted like any of you would... I cried like a kindergartner..... my crying lasted an hour and 30 minutes or so, then I got depressed and lay on the floor for an hour, ...... ... what?.... You think you wouldn't cry?..... ]

[Let me put an image in your mind so you understand my suffering, let's say you win the lottery, you are happy and you start thinking about everything you will do with the money, ..... but they tell you that you can only receive it out of the country and you only have 1 hour to pick it up and if you are late you will not receive anything... the problem is that it takes you 5 hours to leave the country........... you can imagine? .... Yes?..... Now, that feeling of disappointment and annoyance you feel, I felt it multiplied by 50.]

[After leaving my depression and crying, I managed to convince myself to think positively... ...reincarnated in another world, that is like winning the lottery!!!, I am sure that my years as an OTAKU, will be useful to live a good life in this world!!!.... That was my thought.... Again, I was wrong].

[ Apparently, reincarnated in an anime world of romance... how do I know?.... Well, I had a few clues.... First, I'm in a city, not in some forest or fantasy town,.... Second, I researched where I am and I'm actually in Japan, in the year 2006..... That means I'm in the modern years... relatively modern].

[ I say relatively modern, because I lived until the year 2020.... There is still a long way to go, but there is still advanced technology.... Phones, trains, cars, everything is almost the same as my original world,... some things are different, this world concentrated more on the development of technology and left a little bit behind everything related to culture, like music, movies, painting and things like that,.... Of course, this world is based on an anime so it is normal for manga and anime to be popular here].


[ But what confirmed my theory of reincarnating in an anime world, was a thing..... in the room I found a picture of 2 teenagers that looked like they were enjoying a delicious lunch... what stood out about these teenagers, was that I knew them..... I saw them many times in one of my favorite romance anime, those teenagers were Tachibana yuichi, and Umehara Masayoshi... both were characters from the anime Amagami SS!!!!...]


[ You have no idea how happy I was, REENCARNE in my favorite romance anime,!!! I was so excited to have the chance to meet my favorite Waifu in this anime, now she was Real!!!.... .. my excitement didn't last long because I discovered a big problem....]

As you know in anime and in every story, there are the roles of each character, there is the main character who always ends up with a happy ending..... Right?.... he gets the girl and together they live happily.... Right?..... The problem was that I am not the main character.... I am.... His best friend..... A supporting character whose sole function is to serve as comic relief and emotional support for the Protagonist!!!!...]

[ BECAUSE THIS IS HAPPENING TO ME!!!!!..... BECAUSE I'M NOT THE PROTAGONIST!!!..?????...]

[ I cried again and moped all the rest of the day.... But I refused to give up!!!..... Now this is my life, I won't settle for being the simple friend who ends up without the girl and watches as the Protagonist gets a relationship or a Harem!!!!..... With that in mind I started my new life.....]
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What?... what do you say?... you say that I'm telling everything too fast and I didn't explain more things?... Well, yes, ...... but it seemed like I was boring you, so I picked up the pace?..... what do you say?.... Do you want me to tell the story in more detail?........ sure?.....this will take long?..... ....well, I will, but be prepared and save your questions for the end, because this story is long?... this is my story ... nor new life as Young Umehara Masayoshi].

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" where did I stay?... hO yes, I was narrating,"


After knowing what destiny awaited me, I began to change, I studied, (luckily I could read and write Japanese without problems).
I exercised, practiced parkour, changed all my clothes for nicer ones, and did many other things].

[ Luckily, I still had a year or so to prepare for the anime, ..... obviously I didn't spend every minute training to prepare, now I live in Japan, the paradise of every otaku!!!, Obviously I visited akihabara, the city where I live is 30 minutes away by train... I visited Akihabara very often,...]]

[ The most important thing that happened in that time was that My body gained muscles, not many because I don't want to look like a muscle monster,..... I also got attached to Youichi and his little sister Miya.... I truly became his best friend,..... He's really nice,..... at first I thought about trying to use him to get close to the girl I like,.... But my plans changed...]

he who attacks first, Wins the war!!!..... I decided not to wait and I'll attack!!!! As I learned, love is a war!!!..... The first step was obviously to Make Friends with Her..... the girl I like,... My waifu.... ]

[ she will appear in the story when Youichi and I are in second year of high school, And right now I'm in first year..... so, she should be in third year of high school at this time...there are only 2 high schools in the city.... Finding her should be easy.....]

And it was easy..... I was actually nervous to talk to her..... so I asked Youichi to watch me secretly... I went to a park, which she frequents a lot after school]

  ( I remember it from the anime and looked it up on the internet, I liked her to the point of researching her when she was just an anime character.... sometimes I imagined what I would do if I was the Protagonist and now I will use that knowledge to conquer her heart!!!!..)

When I arrived at the Park, I saw her.... There she was,... Nanasaki Ai...... she is simply beautiful..... Slender, perfect figure for swimming, short black hair, beautiful eyes and slightly pink lips...... at that moment I thanked whatever deity brought me here for giving me this opportunity!!!... ]

[ My first meeting with her was not what I was... ..I can still remember that day].

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{ Flashback no jutsu.}

In some bushes 2 young men are hidden watching the playground ( the swings) where a beautiful girl is sitting.


( Here I go... God!!!... I'm shaking with nerves!!!....)



My nerves were noticed by Youichi (The Protagonist).

"Umehara... Are you okay?... You are starting to lose color..... If it's too much pressure, we can wait for another time, so you can talk to her..."

" no... I've been putting this off..... love is a war and I need to take the first step to conquer her heart... just look at her!!.... She's so beautiful that I don't stop fear lar of nerves!!!"

[ Youichi looks at me and understands that I am very much in love with this girl,.... He never saw me so nervous...]

" I understand, Umehara,!!!....Don't worry buddy, I'll be watching you, You can!!!."

" Yes..... here I go....."

[ I used all my willpower to stop shaking and I came out from where I was hiding,... I started walking in the direction of my target!....]

( Come on!!! I can do it!!!.... Just say Hello to her, and open a conversation with her..... I practiced it many times!....)

[The closer I got to her, I could feel butterflies in my stomach, and just as I was about to say the first word..... ...that happened...]
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" BLEAGHHH!!!!....."

[ That's right,.... I threw up... think those butterflies I felt in my stomach, were a bad sign.....]




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Hi I'm the author, if you stayed and are reading this let me thank you for reading this chapter.

I have nothing planned with this story, this story does not matter to me if it is popular or not, I love the world of Amagami SS and I think it needs a fanfic

that's why I'm writing this, 

if you know the anime or have played the game of Amagamiss, let me tell you that you have good taste
If you don't know the anime or the game ... what are you doing ?? !!! ... go see the anime !! It is an incredible Romance story and the best thing is that it shows us the happy endings with each of the girls!!!!!

watch the anime and then bring this story, I know you will like it.

that's all thanks for reading, until the next chapter.

Synopsis:
 A Boring life, that's how I lived ...... but now I have a second chance

I have reincarnated in another world, I know this world, it is the same as that story that I loved in my other life
Amagami ss...... I thought living here would be a dream come true, but it wasn't

as is obvious, if this world is based on a story, that means that there is a protagonist, but ...... it's not me, ..... I reincarnated in the protagonist's best friend.

after a while I accepted my role, I'm not the one who is popular with girls, I'm just the guy who can make friends easily and I am destined to always support the protagonist.

I gave up on my dream of making a harem with the girls in history, and concentrated on fulfilling my dream of being famous ...... the problem is ..

Why is she Here ?? !!!! .... !!!! and the most important question ...... BECAUSE I AM SO AGILE AND MID HANDS SHINE ??? !!!!!!

I think there is more than I thought in ....... My New Life

"Your turret has been destroyed"


"You have been slain"


"Defeat!"



I watched him as he throw his frustrations at the chair beside him. 


"tss hopeless" I uttered then continue the book I'm currently reading.


"What did you say!" he shouts 

I didn't bother looking at him besides I don't even who he was talking too. Not until someone snatched my book. I glared at who ever did that.


"Oh the 'DEDEAT!" I mocked him for losing the game


"Tss, its because my teammates are weaklings how do you expect me to win 1 over 5 huh, of course you don't know all you know is paste your face in every pages of that damn thing" he said pointing at my book

I gaped my mouth open, not accepting on what he actually called my book a damn thing. 

Seriously how can this guy said that to a book lover like me, oh gosh very insensitive of him.

" You know what if have nothing good to say get lost"

"Here we go again, really you two, you keep arguing everyday, its like a daily routine for you two" one of our classmate interfere.


"Whatever" both say and then he returned to his seat which is next to mine.



Let me introduce myself first. I am Eliegh Larzon 18 and a senior high school student. You see teenagers like me like to read romance, teen fiction and non fiction stories. That's my hobby, I can read a book all day. I became hopeless romantic because of these. Having not so perfect relationship but having the respectful guy and that loves you no matter who you are is like a dream come true. That's what every girl wants. 

Of course some people wouldn't understand that, they say its cheesy, you'll have higher standard in guys, it only exists in books not in reality and such. But people if you only read this books that are worth it to read, you can say that you have a lot to learn in real life situations not just having a perfect image of a guy that you say. 


And one of this people was Trevor Jonsons a gamer, online games, mobile legends name it he's good at that. Maybe good at playing girls heart too (shrugs).


"What?" I ask when I caught him staring at me 

Instead of saying something he just roll his eyes. 

"Ha! the audacity" I whispered and return to face my book.











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The one who is addicted to books, fictions, romance and love vs to the one who is a addicted to online games, a gamer and a player. Can love be a reason in between?

Segma placed her lantern at an empty spot at the center of the parking lot. I did not understand. It didn't seem to matter to me where we were about to fight since my opponent was Ulii. She was old woman through and through. 
There should be no way for her to win.
She distanced herself about fifteen meters away from where I stood and stopped.
Caesar and the others spectated from the side.
"Hope you lose! There's no way you can beat Ulii!" yelled Qara.
"You're too loud," said Khenbish next to him.
Qara tilted his head. "Hah? There's no one here, Khenbish. It's night. They're all upstairs."
"Er, Qara's right. Yes," joined Odval.
Khenbish batted an eye at her. "Oh? You support him because . . .?"
"Because I like him that's why," said Odval boldly.
"Er, no. I don't want. No," commented Qara. He stepped back a bit when Odval approached him. "At least not right now!"
"Really?!"
"Yeaaaaah, maybe."
The trio continued to argue about the relationship between Qara and Odval, where Qara consistently denying Odval's feelings for him.
"Teenagers . . ." Segma sighed and realized Ulii and I had our eyes on her. "Yeah. I missed my teenage life. You know, falling in love and all that."
Ulii tapped her cane at the floor and the sound of it echoed throughout the parking lot. "That's why I always tell you to find one."
"Maybe next time."
"Great, we've stepped into the romance section of the rebel squad," said Caesar. "And I always cringe when I read any book that has that kind of thing, Lady Ava. You want an intense action scene. One you would expect from a rebellion, but instead, they shoved right in your face all of that unnecessary romance."
His complaint made me believe he actually read that kind of books. I never thought Caesar was someone who bothered to even read fiction novels.
I'd imagined him to not be able to stay still for a long time, but it appeared that I was wrong in that regard.
Lily did not move from her seat to watch the fight, as she munched on the last slice of bread in her hands.
"Can we start?" I said aloud.
"Absolutely." Ulii placed her wooden cane in front of her and adjusted her posture to look more intimidating.
And so, I pulled at the sleeves of my jacket and dark blue crystals immediately covered my arms. Tendrils made from it sprouted and darted at Ulii.
"Hmm. Too slow," she muttered. With a quick motion, she swung her cane armored in amazonite green crystals. My tendrils bounced off that cane from it. Immediately, Ulii dashed towards me. 
I was certain I'd blinked only once after that, but she was already in front of me. 
My heart stopped for a moment.
She swung her cane at the side of my head but a large, crimson talon that emerged from my right arm stopped that attack. I formed a crimson moon blade at my left arm, and she evaded it swiftly. Her feet nimbly moved her figure away to have a good amount of distance between us. 
I found myself frozen after that.
"You're not focused, dear Ava. I'm not even in my top shape here," said Ulii. "But I must admit. Your control of Aegis is admirable. You form your objects at a rapid rate. Faster than anyone I've known."
"How?"
"Hmm?"
"How can you move so fast?" I asked, my voice was a bit raspy.
Ulii smirked. "What do you think?"
"Erm." I drooped my head as I thought.
"Heads up!"
A cane struck me in the face and I fell down.
"Haha! We're fighting, remember?" Ulii's cane struck my head a few more times before I could counter. My spikes clawed at her as she moved away from me. Her legs stopped, and she hit my spikes in one, huge arc with her cane. "Too slow my dear. I suspect you're holding yourself back? Don't feel bad if you end up losing your head. Haha!"
I wiped away the traces of blood on my forehead, slowly standing back up. 
'She's so fast,' I thought.
"She must have been working out," said Aegis in my head. "Her body's lean and her muscles were tight. That old woman has been keeping her body in shape. And she must have a lot of experience fighting in close combat."
"Are you holding back?" I asked my Aegis.
"Do you want to hurt her?"
"I have to if I want to win."
"Ah, okay."
"Release my limiters."
"No, Ava. That will be cheating. You accepted the condition of not using any specialty. Me even talking to you right now is not allowed actually."
"Fine."
Ulii dashed towards me and I watched out for any movement she made. Her cane thrust at me and I formed a curved blade from my right arm and hit it, forcing that thing to be pushed upward. Seeing her exposed, my left arm produced a corded white javelin and it darted at her.
It stopped in mid-air just a few centimeters away from her neck.
Ulii's eyes widened as her mouth gaped at me. Moments afterward, she shook her head and sighed. "I lost."
"What?!" exclaimed Qara far away. "You can defeat her, Ulii! Don't give up now!"
"I lost,"she repeated. Her face was sullen.
'What happened?' I thought. Her change of mood did not make sense to me. I was certain she could avoid my last attack.
I jerked up when Caesar patted me in the back out of nowhere.
"Good job!" he said.
"Well done, lady Ava," said Helena.
Lily was looking at me from where she sat down and nodded.
I cast a glance at Ulii as the trio teenagers surrounded her.
"What's the matter, Ulii?" said Khenbish.
"It's nothing." She stared at me with sad eyes and I couldn't help but wondered as to why she acted like that.
Her sudden change of behavior surprised me more than anything. 
"Caesar," said Lily as she approached him.
"Yeah, we'll get our own rooms," he said. "Though, I don't mind sleeping anywhere."
I noticed Segma had made her way to my side. 
"Ava," she said. "About the rooms . . . I lied. There's plenty of them actually. Empty. We don't need it anyway. At least, not yet."
I frowned. "Why would you do that?"
"She doesn't like strangers. We all do anyway." Ulii tapped her cane at the cement as she walked to me. "I hope you three don't mind sharing what your specialties are, hmm?"
"I'm actually curious," said Helena. "How can you move like that? It's unnatural. Especially for someone your age."
"Like what?"
"When you fight lady Ava."
Ulii raised her eyebrows. "Ah. Yes, yes. It was nothing special, actually. Ever since I consumed that Aegis container, I've been stronger than ever. I can only assume it helps me with my vigor. You get what I'm saying?"
"Regeneration factor," said Caesar.
"Hoh? You're not scared of my name? Haha!"
"Not right now. Er, I'm also curious. I think you can move like that because of your regeneration. One way or another, it regenerated what supposed to be dead cells at your age. And you've must have been in the military once. You're skilled in hand-to-hand combat. I can see that from your fight with Lady Ava."
"Ah. Yes, yes. I was in the military. Back in the old days, we Mongolians are trained to become experts in what you said. We learned all sorts of techniques. The memories, yes, it was grueling. Now it's your fault for reminding me."
"This is a discovery," said Caesar. I did not know what was his expression at that time, but I was sure he was pondering about that subject in hand. "Since the scientists never did allow an Aegis container to be used by old people, it never occurred to them. Who would want slow-moving soldiers in the first place? I bet if they find out about this, they'll come for you."
Ulii laughed. "Then let them come! I would like to see what they will try!" She wiped the tears off her face and focused her attention back to the three of us Aegis Users. "You haven't answered my question. What are your specialties?"

{STORY IS COMPLETED}

The strong rules over the weak. It has been a golden rule since ancient times. And so, weak people were discriminated, treated with injustice. 

In this story, we follow Ava, a 10-year-old girl who got caught in the attack of her own settlement by a military force. 

Through an incident, Ava realized the power within her gene, Aegis. With her newfound power capable of overwhelming any weapon and armor the army possessed, she paved her own way of finding her parents. 

What follows her afterwards were nothing that could be considered as happy. At least, not from the point of view, of a 10 year old girl.
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Novel Genre: 
- Science Fiction, Mystery, Horror, Action and Adventure, Psychological, Science Fantasy, Thriller, Grimdark, Weird Menace

 


#Story is also published at royalroad.com



Pietro simply did not understand how that point had arrived, the taste of blood really was horrible and he still wondered how he had endured all the championships he had participated in until that moment. 

 Well maybe it all started because Pietro was not in a good mood and ended up taking all his anger out on Ye-Jun who had been irritated by that. 

 The fact was that now he was getting kicked in the face by his boyfriend at his own fighting academy, in a way it was shameful, but it was he who had challenged the eldest to a fight. 

 - I even love you, but your jealousy is sometimes too much! 

  (time change) 

 Pietro was tired of staying home without doing exactly crap! 

 It was a pain to be alone in the company, even if it was his job Pietro felt tired, felt his energies sucked by work more and more each day. 

 - Mr Amorim, Mr Amorim! I've been calling you for fifteen minutes, sir! - What an irritating voice! What an annoying woman, that cleavage went against practically all the dress rules of the company, the short skirt too, why hasn't he fired that woman yet? 

 - What was a bit this time- Miss Kim .-- He corrected himself before the woman was cursed, sometimes he couldn't control his tongue. 

 - Sir, we need your opinion on the cover of a book. - The woman approached with a folder and placed it on the table for Pietro to see, but that inclination to show her breasts was overkill already, the covers really they were beautiful, especially for a BL novel, the designers took great care. - Do you believe it is from that romance between two men? Did you honestly see? 

 - Sorry Miss Kim I didn't understand what you meant, I think I'm digressing again, could you repeat? 

 - Is that so, Mr Amorim, two men? Why are there beautiful female characters with good personality that the characters could be? - He asked sitting on his table exposing one of the thick thighs and showing more of the cleavage. - You know, it's a waste! 

 -- Miss Kim, please pack your things and leave my company right now.-- Pietro ignored the woman while looking at the covers for the novel. 

 - Sorry, what?! - The voice was now squeaky and discredited. - C- What do you mean, Mr. Amorim ?! Wh-what do you mean ?! You're not really going to do that, are you ?! It's a kind of test, isn't it? 

 - Miss Kim, it is public knowledge that I am gay. - The woman's shocked face was priceless for Pietro, it was such a satisfaction to make people frown. 

 - But I can fix it quickly, I just need to- 

 -- Miss Kim, this fits sexual harassment, and before you say anything, security cameras are here to record everything! -- Pietro pointed to the cameras smiling as he continued to analyze the covers. 

 - But Senhor Amorim! - 

 Two security guards entered the room and held the woman by both arms, pulling her out of the brunette's room. 

 -- Finally, a little peace.-- Pietro sighed heavily as he leaned back in his chair and turned to the large window behind him, the view was not one of the most privileged, but it was still a beautiful sight to behold. 

 Pietro felt overwhelmed and tired, and he couldn't take a few months off like his cousin, he had to take care of the company, but one day it wouldn't be necessary ... Would he? 

 Pietro got up undoing the tie of his tie and stuffing it into his briefcase, removed his blazer and put it there next to the tie and closed it, left his room with the arts in hand, would pass the BL romance section before leaving . 

 - I'm Miss Kim's temporary replacement. 

 - Cancel all my appointments today, I'll take a day off and- 

 - Okay sir, this is actually the first time I see you appreciate your own rest. - The woman said, smiling tenderly at the older man. 

 -- Thanks. 

 Pietro took the elevator and pushed the romance floor button. It was a building with almost fifty floors, and the elevator had its numerical panel modified according to Helena's idea, instead of buttons and having to decorate the floor number, the medium size buttons had the name of each section and function of each walk. 

 It was a bit strange at first for Pietro to co-operate the various floors of novels, Fantasy, Adventure, manga, etc. 

 It was really easier for everyone who arrives at the company for the first time, mainly interns. 

 The doors opened and Pietro continued walking on the floor of Romances BL while he saw some authors working, some liked to work at the company and this made the floors more like large and spacious houses with armchairs, sofas, puffs, and even scattered mattresses. along with several blankets and covers. Everything aimed at the comfort of employees, it was also allowed to bring pets when they had no option and there was a floor facing them, with a very large play area and veterinarians ready to take care of pets, the contract itself offered a medical plan , dental and veterinary plan for pets, and for those with children there was a pediatric plan. 

 It really seemed that the publisher spent more on contracts than it earned, but it wasn't true, the profits from the books were simply high! They didn't sell at a very low price that didn't take into account all the work of authors, editors and designers, it was a reasonable price at which people found a bargain and bought practically the entire collection at once! 

 They were a millionaire company after all, and after opening a branch there in Seoul, their earnings increased to exorbitant proportions. 

 Pietro continued walking proudly on the floor and greeting everyone, sat down next to his friend and placed the leaves in front of him. 

 - This one, less explicit and more romantic. - He pointed to the illustration in which the protagonists hugged each other with various sewing items around them. 

 - And what would be more romantic than that? - He asked showing the sheet on which both were on their backs and the naked torsos, various fabrics and measuring tapes spread over what should be the bed. 

 - Seriously Dae He? - He asked putting his arm over his friend's shoulders. - Huh ... Do you believe that secretary tried to grab me? 

 -- WHAT ?! -- He shouted in exasperation but his mouth is covered by Pietro's hands. 

 - Shut up and listen! - The one with the blue eyes loved his friend, but there were times when he was an 'open mouth' * that sometimes made him angry. - She was doing this for a while, but I needed of proofs, so I left her without reins, tried to correct her from time to time and tell her not to do more. -- She whispered next to Dae He's ear as if she were gossiping for him.-- It turns out that today she came with clothes so extravagant that the company looked like a Strepetease nightclub! I fired you and I will report you, but I need your help who has a background in law here is you! I'll give you all the footage from the cameras and some "little notes" that that cow put on the papers, I took a photo because I had to delete it in order to sign. 

 - Ok, ok - he sighed heavily as he took out his cell phone - Do you still have the same account on Wechat? 

 - Yes, the same account, but I also have Whatsapp you know? 

 - True, right, but you changed your number, give me your new number then. 

 - Okay, write it down. 

  

 Pietro had left the company a few minutes ago and was now in the parking lot of his friend's karate academy, took a deep breath and got out of the car and strode to the entrance, took off his shoes and socks and went straight to the bathroom showing the middle finger for the friend who said something about Pietro only train when it suits you. 

 Pietro quickly changed clothes leaving the top of his gi and the sash inside the folder and left the bathroom with his little bottle, sat down in front of his friend, sighing heavily. 

 - I needed to relax, sorry. 

 - Good, but I have to teach today, forgot? 

 Pietro turned to see several teenagers with colored bands already tied around their waists and with a certain air of superiority. 

 - Go introduce yourself, until I let you play your game, and then put on the kimono that training starts in five minutes. 

 Pietro nodded and followed the teenagers, they only had the green belt then ... 

 The older man bowed a little. 

 - Nice to meet you, my name is Pietro and I hope to get along with you all. 

 -- And do you think you can handle our training?-- Asked a girl looking him up and down. 

 - Yes, our training is very heavy, I don't think an Ajushi like you could handle our training .-- The boy in the green belt, the only one with that belt, said smugly. 

 Pietro felt the vein on the back of his neck jump, but he still smiled at the children. - I think I can follow ... 

 Pietro turned his back on the little group who continued to say a lot of bad things about his age or something and went straight to the bathroom with a look that said: "Your students are a pest" to Victor who smiled widely. 

 Pietro put on the top of his gi and tied the sash very firmly and left the bathroom with a serious expression. - In fact I will be your sensei today. 

 Oh how satisfying it was to see the expression of disbelief on their faces, well that satisfaction was short-lived. 

 Ye-Jun was looking at him with an expression so closed and somber that Pietro thought he could have his skin ripped from his muscles at that very moment. 

  

 - Ui! 

 - What is it? - Hyun asked still hugging the brunette, the movie was horror but she showed no fear, who was really afraid was Hyun. 

 - Strange sensation .... A shiver and a chill in the belly ... 

 - It should be nothing. - Hyun gave a chaste kiss on the cheek of the youngest. 

 - Yeah ... It must be nothing ... But it was like in my books, in the climax of the struggles in which two powerful beings will face each other in the final fight, it was strange ... 

 To be continued.... 

 * Open Mouth: One who does not solve his problems easily; who is slow; stupid. 

 Hi beautiful stars that read my story, for a long time I was wanting to write a special of this beautiful couple and show that not everything is flowers in their relationship, and maybe it will take me longer to post the chapters because I have a little block of creativity, but don't worry i'll do my best to continue the story, and my classes are coming back so i'm likely to take longer.

When Helena traveled to South Korea with the intention of helping a friend to create her dance studio and fighting academy, she did not expect that the case she had before would lead to a new life growing inside her.
 Helena, after nine months, was raising her baby alone in the big city of Seoul, but she was happy, she was able to write her books and publish them in time and teach literature and biology classes with ease (after much fighting she managed to take her daughter to work).
   But when she was crossing the street on an ordinary and calm day she ended up being hit by a car, the blow was not so strong but it was enough to break her arm, now she would have to deal with a helpful businessman even more and with the difficulty of taking care of her baby, but she did not expect the man to offer his house and money to take care of both.

"Your dad is my best friend," Keeley said simply, unable to explain the full truth.
Violet rolled her eyes. "Well yeah, he is now but it wasn't like you were friends first. I've known Noah since we were both in diapers. That's not romantic at all."
She was going off of the romance novel and chick flick version of romance. It had to be big and flashy and over the top for it to be real. But love could be simple and sweet too.
Noah's affection was definitely more of the simple and sweet variety. So Violet, who loved reading about all of the big and flashy stuff, would easily overlook it.
Keeley's heart really went out to the kid. But she had to be on her daughter's side here; it was the principle of the thing.
"I'm sure you'll get the romance you're hoping for someday. Even if it doesn't come in the way you expect."
Violet tilted her head in confusion. "You sound like you're speaking from experience."
She laughed. Goodness knows she hadn't expected to marry the same man twice, especially after how he treated her the first time.
But Keeley was glad everything happened exactly the way it did. She wouldn't love Aaron the way she did now if not for everything they had been through together. Fate was never wrong. Things happened as they were supposed to.
"I always thought I would marry someone normal," she said with a shrug. "Not somebody whose name was known by everyone in the city. But the heart wants what it wants and ultimately it wanted your father. I don't regret my choice."
A thoughtful expression appeared on Violet's face as she went back to her book. She was digesting what her mother said.
At that moment Aaron came back, soaking wet from the waves, and picked his wife up unexpectedly. She screeched in surprise and protested because she wanted to read but he wasn't having any of it.
"Our sons ditched me so you're coming with me now," he said simply.
"Aaron! Put me down!"
"Nope."
He ended up marching all the way into the waves with her over his shoulder and made her swim around with him. Violet peeked over the cover of her book to watch with a fond and amused smile on her face.
That. That was the kind of romance she wanted someday. She wanted someone who loved her so much that they never wanted to be apart from her for even a second.
===
Kaleb ended up spending the majority of the vacation hanging out with other teenagers who were also avoiding their families. Violet felt a pit in her stomach every time she watched him leave. It felt oddly personal.
She ended up spending a lot of time with her parents and younger brothers. Floating down the lazy river, going on the water slides, and hanging out on the beach. She even went to the spa with her mom at one point.
"Ah, it's been a while," Keeley sighed happily as the masseuse worked her magic.
"Have you even heard of a thing called self-care, Mom?" 
"We're old friends. Very old. Haven't been in contact for a while," she joked.
Violet merely shook her head in dismay. Her mother was going to work herself to death one of these days.
"Seriously, are you ever going to relax?"
"When my treatment gets approved by the FDA, probably," Keeley admitted. 
She really did care way too much about her brother. Though Violet could relate. Her current issues with her brother had consumed her entire life.
Getting approved by the FDA would take years. Her mother hadn't even moved to the second phase of the approval process yet. By the time it happened, Violet might very well be out of high school. Was she seriously not going to relax until then?
"Dad's going to make you quit if you work too hard," she predicted.
Keeley shook her head. "No, he supports my research dreams more than anyone. He wouldn't do that."
Sometimes Violet wondered how her father could be so overprotective of his wife but still let her run herself into the ground. By all means, it didn't make sense.
Passion ran in her family's blood. Her mother was passionate about her research. Her father was passionate about her mother. Kaleb was passionate about baseball and Oliver was passionate about outer space. Nathan hadn't found his passion yet but once he did, they would all have one.
Hers was dance. It was the only time she felt like she could truly express herself in front of others. Ballet wasn't all about grace and elegance. She had seen some choreographed modern ballet that was as fierce and choppy as it was beautiful.
Sometimes she felt like classical ballet suited her. Other times the raw excitement of contemporary ballet matched her mood better. Either way, ballet was an art form where she could get all of her feelings out.
If her mother felt anywhere as strongly about her research as Violet did about ballet, she could understand why she would work herself to death. And if her father loved her mother enough to understand that, of course he would let her get away with it.
"I want to take driver's ed," Violet announced.
She wouldn't be able to physically get her learner's permit until September because you had to be fifteen and a half but she wanted to start the process. Being able to drive would allow her mother some breathing room.
"I can sign you up as soon as we get home," Keeley said with a yawn. The massage was making her sleepy.
Good. Violet wanted to be more self-sufficient. She also wanted to be more useful to the ones she loved. Noah wasn't the only one who felt like he didn't do enough. Maybe if she was more useful she could convince them that she was enough, even if she did fail.
Maybe if she wasn't so needy Kaleb would want her around again. If she could do everything he used to do for her by herself…wouldn't he come back and be her best friend again?


Keeley, a simple plain Jane, hits the jackpot.  [No, she did not win the lottery!]  At least that's what she thinks when she marries the most eligible bachelor in New York City: Aaron, a wealthy cold-hearted heartthrob and Tycoon. 

She wants to show the world that she deserves her position and bends over  backward to fit into his world.

One beautiful day, Aaron hands her a document asking her to sign.  A divorce paper...

"She's pregnant, and I need to take responsibility."

That is the last thing that keeps on playing in her mind before she takes her last breath.

Keeley dies, a 'hit and run'. [End of story.  Not!]

For some unexplainable reason, she wakes up as her younger self.  A young high school girl, around the time when she first meets her cheating husband.

Remembering her life with Aaron before she died, she makes a promise to herself that she will do everything in her power to avoid him at all costs.

Will she be able to keep her promise when Aaron has his own plans as well, specifically for her?  Or will she repeat history and fall for him once more...

Why not journey with me and find out the truth behind their story.

*Cover art by polkadottedscrunchie*

          Greetings and all. I am Trick, and I would like to say things before you get to the proper story. I wrote this intro in able for you to consider reading Flora Zeymer or forget about this. Flora Zeymer is a series created out of my love for anime and to name a few series that pushed me to continue this are; Magi, Darker Than Black, Naruto, HxH, and Violet Evergarden. I guess that every one of us was once been inspired to make our own story. In my case, anime made me do it. My target audience is young adults, say that teenagers to mid-20s, however, people at age 30 and up could still enjoy and find topics in the story.
The story sometimes would get darker as the story unfolds such as violence, blasphemy, and killings wherein I am concerned for the possible readers. Romance is present, I like stories with romance in them though balanced. 

          This series will cover some European history, monarchy, medieval times, war history, and mythology of chosen countries from East Asia and Southeast Asia. 

          Now that you got a glint of what would be the series about, would you still read the prologue and continue? 

          I am Trick and welcome to the world of Spring Kingdom.

 

TONES of summer enlivened the village as fruity scents danced along with the humid winds. Children giggled contagiously as they jump from haystack to haystack in the grain fields. Ladies in the clear brook carried their jars gracefully. Entirely beautiful, calming, peaceful, and all that it made me smile. I never get tired of painting this little town from this hill of tangerines. Everyone's friendly and warm but I couldn't ignore this feeling of deserted. 

 Abandoned. A year ago…

 To my assumption, it had been there for months—the thick bandages wrapping half the small of my body. I'm still alive, and from the day I woke up, I felt everything's not the same. A creak reverberated the seasoned room as I tried to get up. Grunting and biting my lower lip the pain accentuated that I forgot to exhale the air I breathed in. I laid down again though slowly. I counted the cobwebs in the low cracked ceiling. My eyes roamed, the last ray of the setting sun softened my mood; some red-orange reflections dazzled my eyes. As I turn on my left, a letter on the wooden table opened as lazy winds entered the room I'm in. One stare at it, I knew it was written by a man, I didn't know, I just thought it would be a girl's if meticulously folded with decorations I say as I felt like I loved writing letters. It's no good, I know, that to read it because it's a letter for someone, but something compelling about it forced me to look at what's written inside. Luckily, it wasn't that far so I made my way to reach it. Should I read it? I did. As I held it close, its faint musk and spice passed into my nose and was certain that it came from a man. Surprisingly, he wrote it in a detailed way, and then I didn't know why how the letter made me feel I'm a little home and questioned myself: to whom this letter? It seemed purposefully written for me but am I home? There was like a void in me that somehow should be filled. I discovered something's missing, something or should I say someone has gone left me and it made me emotional whenever I tried closing my eyes for so long because when I do, there would be split seconds of agonizing. Yet, I struggled to remember any remnant of my past. Then as days, months, and years passed; therefore, I believed that I'm not home. What's home? Honestly different from the house I'm staying in right now although the people I met and made camaraderie were making me feel at home, I'm still looking for that home. Something warmer, and I want to feel it again. It all just began that dreary afternoon when I read his letter, and how mysterious for I could hear his voice. How manly was the baritone living in my memory?

 
 "Dearest love of my life;

 

        Thou hath my heart, I adore you clandestinely. I relish memorizing every detail of your felicitous face. Heavenly smile so elfin, let me love you, am expecting nothing in return. Let me love you, for eternity.

 

 Sincerely and honestly showing you my affection.

 

 Your King".

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