No titles need between us
What ever you are
You will be always in my heart
Together we make our own pace

"No titles need between us"
Ever time you say it
it makes me happy
and makes me feel sad...

year 1985 B.D planet Alitear
born again with a system 
Mc flowing in the darkness litter with specks of light pulsing with life "how many does that make again" " I've been a god, titan , devil, omnipotent immortal and what has that given me boredom which fated system will you throw at me now you bastards."
Status
Title: Savior& Destroyer [+2 all stats]
,Demon god[ Immunity to + light magic] , Holy god [ Immunity to + Dark magic , first born of titan clan [+55 STR stat], Material god [+1 all stats, +mastery over all items], 

Animal System extension 
<Acquired title> <[lone wolf]> <[ +2 all stats when fighting multiple enemy's]>

lv.1
Name: Haku quin (Jerry west)
Race: Astra Wolf
blood line: degraded wolf descended/ prior purchased blood lines available
Age: New born
Str:2 /+8 /+0
Dex:1 /+3 /+0
Con:2 /+3 /+0
Int:4 /+3 /+0
Wis:5 /+3 /+0
Chr:3 /+3 /+0 /+3 (New born bonus 1 month)

special
------------
luck: -36

unique abilitys:
telekinesis - degraded 
space affinity - degraded
all elements affinity - degraded (blood line effect)
polymorph - [forms Locked]


<s%al c*uroption 2/7> [time to repair 7 yrs 2 mo 14 days] 11:37 

elsewhere in heaven
a god and goddess talking
"it's in place"
"good my haku didn't deserve this"
"remember your promise"
grumbling as she walked away another was listening to there conversation he whistled "fate of infinite relams now are scaled what does fate hold"

Starting Year: 2031

[Characters]

> Philip Ibasco (Arc 1)
Gender: Male
Age: 20 
Hair: Black Unkempt Hair
Eyes: Deep Brown Eyes
Height: 5'9 (176 cm)
Weight: 140 lbs (63.9 kg)
Body Type: Skinny Muscular
Favorite Color: Gold
Relationship Status: SSB (Single Since Birth)
Alignment: True Neutral
Home: Manila, Philippines
Starting Location: Las Vegas, Nevada; Earth
Titles: The Chosen One, The Omega One, The Chosen Omega One, Modern Legendary Swordmaster, Prodigal Genius, The Depressed One, The Despaired One, Embodiment of Neutrality, Great Friend, Succesful One, The Fated One, Celebrity, Great Inventor, Fate Controller (Self-proclaimed), Weather Manipulator (Self-proclaimed), Clairvoyant (Self-proclaimed), Empath (Self-proclaimed)
- The male lead character; Secretly known as the Modern Legendary Swordmaster in the Great Asia; Learned all Sword Skills, Arts, Techniques, Origins, and Concept that existed in the world; Genius in every field of Mathematics and Science; Invented the element "Philippium"; Depressing childhood; Billionaire; Slight severe Chuunibyou

> Eduardo Ylo (Arc 1)
Gender: Male
Age: 20 
Hair: Black Spiky Faded Haircut
Eyes: Dark Brown Eyes
Height: 5'9 (175 cm)
Weight: 144 lbs (65.3 kg)
Body Type: Skinny Muscular
Favorite Color: Yellow
Relationship Status: Married
Alignment: Lawful Neutral
Home: Manila, Philippines
Starting Location: Las Vegas, Nevada; Earth
Titles: Great Inventor, Great Friend, Successful One, Grand Martial Artist, Sun Wukong's Apprentice, Staff User, Celebrity, Enlightened, Cultivator (Hidden), Fated One
- Philip's best friend; Secretly known as the Grand Martial Artist, Discoverer of the element "Ylium" and the mineral "Graphene" that came from a meteor; Learned all kinds of Martial Arts in the Great Asia; Became Sun Wukong's apprentice for 2 years in Forbidden Asia; CEO of Ylo Industries; Married to Ysabelle Ylo; Trillionaire; Properly Raised

> Ysabelle Ylo/Sasa Veil-Ylo (Arc 1)
Gender: Female
Age: 20 
Hair: Dark Brown-to-Blonde Brunette
Eyes: Brown Eyes
Height: 5'6 (167 cm)
Weight: 120 lbs (54.4 kg)
Body Type: Petite Hourglass
Favorite Color: Violet
Relationship Status: Married
Alignment: Neutral Good
Home: Manila, Philippines
Starting Location: Las Vegas, Nevada; Earth
Titles: Cyber-Tech Genius, Technological Advancer, Radar of Solar System, NASA Super Secret Space Weapon, Master of Tech, Space Anomaly Finder, Inventor of Cyberspace, Celebrity, Grand Hacker, Fated One
- Eduardo's wife; Philip's best friend; Invented and founder of the Cyberspace; Monitors the whole Solar System aginst invasions or anomalies; Controls the web; COO of Ylo Industries; CEO of Cyber Reality Game Servers (CRGS); Controls all technology; Trillionaire

> William Puertos (Arc 1)
Gender: Male
Age: 21
Hair: Black Curly Faded Haircut
Eyes: Bright Black Dead Eyes
Height: 5'9 (176 cm)
Weight: 125 lbs (56.7 kg)
Body Type: Bone-Skinny Semi-Muscular
Favorite Color: Brown
Relationship Status: Single
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Home: Manila, Philippines
Starting Location: Tokyo, Japan; Earth
Titles: The Abandoned, The Depressed One, Dead Inside, Close to Death, Fated One
- Parents were killed by loan sharks on Japan; Abandoned on the streets; Rotting next to garbage; Lost hope on life

> Jacob Bolaños (Arc 1)
Gender: Male
Age: 21
Hair: Black Vegeta Back Swept Spiky Hair
Eyes: Blue Eyes
Height: 5'9 (177 cm)
Weight: 141 lbs (64 kg)
Body Type: Semi-Muscular Tone Built
Favorite Color: Blue
Relationship Status: Single
Alignment: Chaotic Good
Home: Los Angeles, California
Starting Location: Las Vegas, Nevada; Earth
Titles: Scientist, Tester, Humble, Courageous, Reckless, Underworld Professional Boxer, Fated One
- Lab tester and researcher at Ylo Industries; All-time champion in boxing in the Underworld

> Mysterious/Nightmare (Arc 1)
Gender: Male
Age: 4.53 Billion
Hair: Bald
Eyes: No Eyes
Height: 5'11 (180 cm)
Weight: 17357 lbs (7873 kg)
Body Type: Black Ethereal Slim
Favorite Color: Gray
Relationship Status: Bounded
Alignment: Lawful Good
Home: Darkest Side of the Moon, Luna
Starting Location: Dark Side of the Moon, Luna
Species: Luman
Titles: Nightmare, Superhuman, Meteor Caller, Moon Driver, Meteor Summoner, Kind-hearted Helper, Fire Controller, Fire Manipulator, Fire Bender, Flame Controller, Flame Manipulator, Flame Bender, Loved by Fire, Loved by Flame, Fire Spirit King, Flame Spirit King, Possessor of Mystery Heart, Bounded to Soulmate, Fated One
- Born since the formation of the Moon and the Earth; Moves the moon to block meteors; Plays with fire and flame; Bounded to Mystery as his "wife"

> Mystery/Boogeyman (Arc 1)
Gender: Female
Age: 4.53 Billion
Hair: Glowing White Ethereal Flowing Long Hair
Eyes: No eyes
Height: 5'11 (180 cm)
Weight: 17357 lbs (7873 kg)
Body Type: Hourglass
Favorite Color: Light Blue
Relationship Status: Bounded
Alignment: Lawful Neutral
Home: Brightest Side of the Moon, Luna
Starting Location: Brightest Side of the Moon, Luna
Species: Luman
Titles: Tidal Controller, Water Bender, Moon Watcher, Lava Flower, Sea Caller, Liquid Controller, Gravity Manipulator, Circularity User, Spirit of the Moon, Moon Essence, Possessor of Mysterious Heart, Bounded to Soulmate, Fated One
- Born since the formation of the Moon and Earth; Responsible for tidal waves, high tides, and low tides; Responsible for convection currents in the Asthenosphere; Source of Moon enchantments by cultivators; Controls water; Bounded to Mysterious as her "husband"

> Smith Zigfreid (Arc 1)
Gender: Male
Age: 32
Hair: Light Gray Short Messy Hair with a Short Pony Tail
Eyes: Very Dark Purple Eyes
Height: 5'11 (180 cm)
Weight: 160 lbs (72.6 kg)
Body Type: Skinny Muscular
Favorite Color: Green
Relationship Status: Widower
Alignment: True Neutral
Home: Toronto, Canada
Starting Location: Toronto, Canada; Earth
Titles: Homeless, Janitor, Weapon Collector, Zigfreid Clan Young Master, The Seeker, Aspiring Weaponsmith, The Hunted, Fated One
- Family clan destroyed by Assassin Organization; Lived homeless as a kid; Became a hobo in search for abandoned weapons; Became a janitor that sweeps streets and public establishments

> Laurence De Leus (Arc 1)
Gender: Male
Age: 36
Hair: Black Barber's Cut
Eyes: Bright Black Eyes
Height: 5'10 (179 cm)
Weight: 152 lbs (68.9 kg)
Body Type: Skinny Muscular
Favorite Color: White
Relationship Status: Single
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Home: Manhattan, New York
Starting Location: Amazon Forest, Brazil; Earth
Titles: Copy Cat, Mediocre Inventor, Fake, Explorer, Discoverer, Treasure Hunter, Fated One
- CEO of Copy Machine; Discovered most of the hidden treasures in the world; Explored 80% of the world; Copy Cat

> Eric A
Gender: Male? (Female)
Age: 19
Hair: Short Brown Bob Hair with Long Bangs Covering the Eyes
Eyes: Ruby Red Eyes
Height: 5'6 (167 cm)
Weight: 115 lbs (52.2 kg)
Body Type: Petite
Favorite Color: Maroon
Relationship Status: Single
Alignment: Lawful Good
Home: Akihabara, Japan
Starting Location: Akihabara, Japan; Earth
Titles: Reverse Trap, NEET, Abused, The Depressed One, Hidden Beauty, Fated One
- College student; Anime and manga fan; Living alone; Shy and clumsy; Left by parents

> Charles Sparrow (Arc 1)
Gender: Male
Age: 15
Hair: Black Unkempt Hair
Eyes: Bright Brown Eyes
Height: 5'5 (165 cm)
Weight: 123 lbs (55.8 kg)
Body Type: Skinny Muscular
Favorite Color: Red
Relationship Status: Single
Alignment: Neutral Good
Home: Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia
Starting Location: Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia; Earth
Titles: Shopkeeper, Fated One
- Highschool student; Cocoa shopkeeper

> Sean Ford (Arc 1)
Gender: Male
Age: 29
Hair: Black Unkempt Hair
Eyes: Deep Brown Eyes
Height: 5'11 (182 cm)
Weight: 160 lbs (72.6 kg)
Body Type: Skinny Semi-Muscular
Favorite Color: Brown
Relationship Status: Single
Alignment: Neutral Good
Home: Moscow, Russia
Starting Location: Msocow, Russia; Earth
Titles: Tester, Researcher, Bionic Rider, Fated One
- Tested the Bionic Suit in a secret Russian Facility; Discovered the element "Agium" next to Uranium and Plutonium while in Bionic Suit

> Kurt Ignacio (Arc 1)
Gender: Male
Age: 21
Hair: Black Spiky Military Cut
Eyes: Deep Dark Brown Eyes
Height: 5'9 (176 cm)
Weight: 151 lbs (68.5 kg)
Body Type: Tone Built
Favorite Color: Black
Relationship Status: Single
Alignment: Neutral Good
Home: Tokyo, Japan
Starting Location: Suicide Forest, Narusawa, Japan; Earth
Titles: Successful One, Fated One, Mentor, Universal Martial Artist, Depressed One, Discoverer, Chosen One, Successful One
- Owner and researcher of the Ignacio Research Facility deep in the Suicide Forest; Discovered the true function if the element "Kurtnium" given by a Great Sage of Great Asia; Received a Prophecy from the Ancient Fortune Teller; Received an Oracle from the mysteriously possessed Shrine Maiden

A quick summary of upcoming events and arcs, as well as MEGA spoilers, for the novel "The Omega One"

Glossary for all skills, abilities, powers, characters, variables, attributes, weapons, concepts, and plot

Starts from Season 1 (Volume 1) to Season 5 (Volume 15*). 3 arcs per season, possible 4 or 2.

Updates occasionally and what's written is not final. Changes may occur in the future as the story develops

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Main novel may be in hiatus as the Absolute Author is contemplating whether to finish the final season and the next one after that then start the novel, or keep writing the novel as keep finishing the final season

"The Omega One" is originally a novel and not a fanfic. It is currently a fanfic because the story contains 10% of other works, but 80% of it is original. Terms and characters are needed to be changed in the future

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There weren't too many people here. He hadn't thought that that would be the case. He always thought that the practise grounds would be filled with people training and bettering themselves. He hadn't thought that it would be quite so desolate. He saw only a few people aimlessly standing around looking at the practise weapons and doing nothing else. Hammond saw that expression on his face and seeing that Hammond sheepishly smiled. "Real combat is where most of them think they can grow. So that's why there aren't too many people here."

"Don't lie," said Irhaal with a sniff of irritation. "All of those who even dared to come and train were chased away by this man. Like I said this brute's way of training made them all cry that fighting a life and death battle with some monsters would be easier. So I must ask you again do you truly want us to train you. It will not be easy with me either?" She didn't want to see another person harmed by her husband but the truth was far simpler, she didn't want to see her husband get rejected once more. In her eyes, he shone. He was a simple man and she loved him for it. If Guren accepted the challenge of being trained and gave up, she knew that her husband would be saddened. For some reason, her husband had liked this boy from the start, rather she wondered why she liked this boy as well. It was a strange feeling.

"If begin trained by either of you makes me stronger, I will do it." He didn't take long to answer. That was because he knew of the regrets that he had from the last time because he hadn't been strong enough. This time, he would be strong enough. He could not let that happen again. 

"Good answer," said Hammond and they stood in the centre of the field. This was a truly large area. H could easily see a hundred people having enough space to stand and practise their forms. It seemed far too luxurious for the use of simply the ten or so people that were here now. It was a testament to how fierce the training of Hammond was going to be. "So first, the easiest way to determine your talent is by making your guild card. So take this and smear a drop of blood to register this as yours." The Guild master took out a metallic plate of a dull blackish metal out from the middle of the air. The plate was rectangular and was as large as his palm. There was a dagger conjured as well so that Guren could use it to smear the blood on the card. He didn't take the dagger. Instead, he stretched out a finger and the nails extended slightly. These were claws. He pricked the end of his finger and smeared it over the card. For a moment, the card continued to glisten with the fresh blood and then without warning, the blood was being absorbed greedily by the plate. The colour of the plate changed as well. It turned to a light reddish black shade. "Well, that's a successful registration," Hammond said as he snapped his fingers and a similar plate formed out of thin air that possessed the same shade and dimensions as that of Guren. "Now that you've registered yourself on these plates, you just need to follow the activation procedure to see what it holds."

Guren nodded. He wanted to see what this was. He felt a little connection to the little plate in his hands. It felt like it was another part of him but it was odd. The plate was warm to his touch and didn't feel like a piece of metal any more. It felt more akin to some live animal. So it was not without a little trepidation that he looked closely at Hammond. He didn't see it but Irhaal had summoned her own guild card. She would let her man be the star for now. This was a chant that wasn't usually used but one needed to know.

"By my will, present to my sights the rewards of my work. Open Status!" He roared in the old language and light erupted out of the card. Golden light that escaped formed a screen in front of Hammond's face at an easy viewable distance. "This is your status screen. It will show your basic strengths and the titles if you have any. We will talk about titles and the like when we train. There are ways to get some of the better ones if you do things in certain ways. Yes, what's your doubt?"

"Um, it might be better if you think I know nothing of the world. I do not know what these titles are that you speak of."

"Very well, for now, you wouldn't even understand my titles and status. It would be better for you to see your own. So what I showed is the fancier form. My wife here will show off the ordinary version."

"Very well, you merely need to state, Status Open." She spoke in the common language and the guild card didn't shine or tremble, it merely displayed a screen of light silver in front of her. "I'll tell you why the two chants are different but for now, we might need you to show the entire status, so please chant what Hammond chanted." 

"Yes, by my will, present to my sights the rewards of my work. Open Status!"  Guren spoke rather than chanted. For some reason, he felt like singing instead. But unlike the outpouring of light that Hammond had given off, his card behaved a lot differently. The light that came was a soft translucent light that was silky and gentle like moonlight. It spiralled upwards and bloomed into a screen. The screen was different as well. He hadn't had a chance to observe their screens of light too clearly but this was nice to look at. Vines and flowers adorned the sides and for some reason, he saw the sigils of the moon and the earth on either side of the screen. He saw the screen and what he saw made him wish Aja was a little less conspicuous when it came to doing things.

Name: Guren
Race: Noble Wolf -Kin
Level: 01
Job: None
Endurance: 10(+10)
Agility: 15(+10)
Strength: 15(+10)
Intelligence: 04(+10)
Luck:10(+10)
Titles
Beloved of the Eldest: +5 to all Stats (SSS)
Beloved of the Goddess of the Light: +5 to all Stats (S)
Curse of the Eldest: -all known languages(D), +Complete control over the true words of the world (S)
Curse of the Mana-garmr:??(SSS)
One with the Vanagandr:??(SSS)
One who rules: Regal Might(SSSS)
One who bears Destiny: Chance Encounters (SSSS)
One bonded to the Flames: Lifebonded to?? Fire Resistance MAX Fire affinity MAX(SSSS)

Seeing his status, he was worried, there was a whole bunch that he truly didn't understand but he understood one thing, this was not a common status. That was because he caught sight of the faces of the two who saw his status. They were both white with shock.

"Quick, say Close Status," Irhaal commanded with all of her might. Guren didn't want to disobey hearing the frantic tone of her voice. So he obeyed and while he did, he noticed that Hammond took stock of everyone else who was there as if seeing if anyone had seen the status.

"Boy," whispered Hammond as the screen of his status went away. The guild card returned to being back to the plate in his hands. "What are you?" Guren didn't seem to understand. He looked at the two of them with the same expression of confusion that he possessed from the start of this small event. "Boy, not even the heroes of legend possessed titles that crossed the S level. I didn't get a clear look but don't you have an obscene amount of S and multiple S rank titles. Gods, even the Gods have put their mark on you. So, tell me what are you?"

"I am Guren," said Guren with a smile. How was he supposed to know? He didn't even know what titles were till now. How could he possibly know how and which titles he possessed? In fact, he hadn't been able to read all of them either. "As I said, I don't really know much about this titles and status business. That's why I have come. It is to learn and be free."

"Very well," said Irhaal taking a deep sigh. For the few moments, after Guren spoke, there had been no words spoken between them. It was her words that broke the silence. "Then I officially invite the adventurer Guren to be trained in physical arts from Hammond Eilthana and in the magical arts from Irhaal Eilthana. Do you accept, Guren wolfkin?"

"I do."

"Good, then here's the first thing I want you to promise. Never display your full status unless you are willing to kill that person or marry that person in the future. The titles that you possess are fearsome enough. However, you needn't fear your status. Tonight, I shall teach you to edit the status for the shorter chant. The long chat cannot be edited ever. So don't bother chanting the large spell in front of others. Secondly, your base stats which determine your potential isn't that bad but nor is it as monstrous as your titles. So I assume that your titles are more supportive in nature than anything else. I suggest you dig into the mysteries of that on your own time." Irhaal was in full official mode. She was speaking in a cold, continuous and entirely uninterruptible manner. "Which brings me to this. Your stats are good for being a balanced warrior and a mage. So that is what we will be going for. My husband will handle the physical part starting after I leave. And the magic part I shall handle in the evening when his part will be over. Is that clear?"

"Yes, teacher," said Guren with a start. Somehow he was more than intimidated by Irhaal at his moment. There was the prestige of handling the thousands in the guild that came from her. This was the true authority and it was more than a little scary to face.

"Silly boy," said Irhaal with a smile. She patted his head warmly. "You're going to be his tenth and my third student. We're more than family. there's no reason to fear me or him for that matter. Also, if he bullies you overmuch, tell me. He may be the strongest in front of the other's eyes but he could never beat me in the straight fight. We will have more time to talk later. See you boys in the evening. BY the way, Hammond, don't strain the boy overmuch today."

"Yes dear," said Hammond in a strangely subdued tone of voice. The two of them simply stood while the Vice Guild leader left and entered the building. "You know, you scared me with those titles. But the fact of the matter remains, I'm going to have fun extracting all of the potentials from you. So before we get started, I think I might have to dump a whole load of information on you. You won't need to remember all of it but knowing a little is a must."

"Okay."

"Cheer up lad, I think I understand. You must be worried about the titles. I say, don't give it more time. For now, your only duty is to get stronger. The two of us are going to ensure that you end up strong. So, promise me, you won't spend too much time brooding."

"yes sir," said Guren, feeling warm. He wondered if Aja knew that this place would be this warm. He felt good. He felt happy. That wouldn't last. When Hammond started, it started a time in his life which was hell. It was a good hell though. He was happy in all of this pain and suffering. That he could not deny. He was happy.

This is the story of the demon king who decided that any real hero would be made by his own hands. it is a story of well, a hero rising to face the dark while truly it is the darkness that is nurturing the hero. 

Try the first couple of chapters and see. The dense prologue is sadly only for the overarching plot. It has little to do with the first and second arc. it will have more to do with the chapters that follow. So please enjoy the read.

Note:// In other technical information- the release schedules like 5-6 chapters per week. Also Power stones are good. Really good. XD

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"Hey Redd!" Called out a middle aged man. The middle aged man seemed to be chilling outside his mansion as he had smoking-pipe in his hand. "I see that you are selling firewood again."
"Yes, Mr Chaski. My master has entrusted me to sell firewood and buy meat and vegetables in return." Redd smiled at Mr Chaski, stopping the carriage he was dragging that was full of firewood.
"Would you like some firewood, Mr Chaski."
"Haha! Well, I'll take some because I like you." Mr Chaski blew a whistle and a few servants came running out of Mr Chaski's mansion. These servants carried away 10% of the firewood Redd was selling.
"Here." Mr Chaski then tossed a coin in Redd's direction who caught it in surprise.
"Mr Chaski, this exceeds the price by five times. I don't have any money on me right now. I won't be able to return the remaining amount." It wasn't Redd's first time selling firewood to Mr Chaski's mansion, but this was the first time he sold it directly to Mr Chaski.
"Haha! Keep it kid. Buy some milk and eggs." Mr Chaski laughed and took a puff of his smoking pipe. "You need all the nutrition you can get to grow at this age kid."
Redd thought for a moment, and nodded. It wasn't wrong that he needed more nutrition. He wanted to be a woodcutter and woodcutting was an arduous job that demanded high stamina.
Though he vaguely felt something was amiss, he nodded his head and carefully placed the coin in his shirt pocket. He just turned ten this year and he wasn't experienced enough with spending money to become indifferent about earning it. He was quite happy that he got extra money.
He picked up the firewood carriage once again, told his goodbye to Mr Chaski and under the warm smile of this middle aged man, moved deeper into the village.
He spent the remaining day selling firewood all over the village but unlike Mr Chaski who bought 10% of his firewood at once, others were more frugal. Even the largest buyer only bought 1% of what Redd brought.
It will soon be winter and firewood should have been a hot selling commodity in the village, but the Barn village was surrounded by trees.
There were numerous woodcutters in the village and thus numerous firewood sellers. Those who bought firewood from Redd were just buying more firewood as an extra guarantee. They had already stocked up for the winter.
Before returning to his master's house, Redd bought some dried meat and potatoes in the village.
His master's house was located half a kilometer away from the edge of the village and it took Redd a few minutes to get there while dragging the carriage.
As he reached the place, he stared at the familiar neighborhood that was full of cut-out trees and took a deep breath. The familiar background made him unconsciously relax.
Redd was an orphan that grew up as a servant in Mr Chaski's household. When he was seven, his master accepted him as his disciple and Redd had started living with his master ever since.
This doesn't mean that Redd wasn't a servant of the Chaski household anymore, instead he was given the choice to buy back his own freedom by Mr Chaski.
His master often told Redd that Redd was very lucky that Mr Chaski was a good guy. He would say that large households wouldn't want their servants leaving and would often treat the servants with such thoughts harshly.
Anyway for the past three years, Redd had been taking care of his master's household chores. The training he received before as a servant made things easier.
It was late into night when his master returned with an old axe over his shoulder. Redd who was already accustomed to such a scene brought a tub of water along with a towel to his master.
His 37 year old master smiled at him. Handing the axe over his shoulders to Redd, he washed his four limbs and dried himself with the towel.
"Go to sleep." His master looked at the recently heated up dinner on the dining table and ruffled Redd's hair that was a mix of black and white. "You will be an 'Abnormal' by tomorrow. Take a nice rest so that you are at your best tomorrow."
"Yes, master!" Redd nodded obediently. He faked a yawn before his master and returned to his bedroom. Once he was in bed, his thoughts were filled with his master's words.
Abnormal! Though he heard this word quite a few times in the past few years, Redd didn't know what the term itself represented.
He was quite excited to learn that he was going to become an Abnormal, but his small body soon drifted into sleep.
....
"Master, are you an Abnormal?" Redd asked as he walked towards the other side of the village. This day every year, Royal envoys would visit all the villages in the kingdom and awaken all ten-year-olds as Abnormals.
"Yeah, I am an Abnormal." His master replied. "But being an Abnormal doesn't change commoner's lives unless their Inborn Titles are unique."
"Inborn Title?" Redd's eyes sparkled at this new term. "What is that master? Will it let me become the best woodcutter in the village?"
"Haha! You'll know soon enough. Inborn Titles are exclusive to Abnormals, so there is no need to be hasty and spoil your fun!" His master smiled gently and ruffled his hair.
As his master talked of the other basic knowledge about the Abnormals, time passed and they soon crossed the village to reach a place filled with lots of people.
The large crowd was gathered around a huge blue colored tent that was guarded by soldiers from the capital. Ten year old children from all over the village were entering the blue tent one by one.
Redd's master gently pushed him towards ten year old's line. He said some basic things that Redd should take care of when meeting with the envoy before moving away.
....
It took three hours before Redd could get inside the tent following the crowd. A middle aged man in a blue robe was sitting at the other end of the tent. When he saw Redd, the blue robed man greeted the kid with a gentle smile.
"Good lad, go and sit over there. I'll be with you in a moment." The blue robed man pointed to his right, where a special looking bed made out of a wood that Redd couldn't recognize was located.
Redd obediently compiled. He walked to his left and sat down on the bed.
Suddenly, he felt his body heat up. It was as if a strange unknown strength was invading his body and his mind, especially his mind.
Bewildered, Redd tried to jump away from the bed, but he was a tad bit slower and lost his consciousness without being able to achieve anything.
Ten minutes later, Redd woke up, his head still hazy from before when he suddenly heard the Royal envoy speak, "Tell me your Title..."
The Royal Envoy's voice extremely bewitching, pulling Redd who had just regained consciousness into a deeper trance. Suddenly some words appeared directly in Redd's mind as if in response to the Royal envoy's question.
In a brief moment, Redd's mind had already sorted out the words and recognized them. These words were related to the Inborn Title that Royal envoy was asking him about.
There was something magical in the envoy's voice that forced Redd to open his mouth to share the information of his Inborn Title with the envoy.
But just as he was about to, a new set of words appeared in Redd's mind that confused him.
Redd was forced to stop himself from opening his mouth as his mind reorganized the new set of words that appeared.
Astonishingly, the new set of words were related to another Title. Redd seemed to have just received another Title.
"Hurry! Tell me your Title!" The Royal envoy seemed to sense something as he increased the bewitchment power in his voice.
"Ugh.." Redd was conflicted. Since he was bewitched, he wanted to share the information of his Title with the Royal envoy, but, he couldn't decide which of the two titles he must inform to the envoy.
"Wood...Woodcutter." At last, when the envoy could no longer take the gap and was about bewitch Redd once again, Redd chose to share his second Title with the envoy.
"Sigh! This useless Title again? What's wrong with this village?" Redd could vaguely hear the envoy's disappointed voice.
"Forget.....erase"
"Forget.....erase"
"Forget.....erase"
The envoy used his bewitching voice one last time to erase Redd's memory of their conversation.
When the envoy finished, Redd lost his consciousness again. When he woke up five minutes later, he no longer remembered his previous interaction with the envoy.
He rubbed his eyes and looked at the envoy- who was now seated back at the end corner of the blue tent.
"Congratulations." The Envoy smiled. "You are now an Abnormal."
"Oh!" Redd could already feel that he was somehow different from before. He felt that something was added to him but since he was still in front of the envoy, he suppressed his curiosity and waited for the envoy to speak.
"You can leave." The Envoy waved his hand. He wasn't here to search for useless people like Redd. He was searching rare talents for the Royal family. Once he finds such talents, he would use his hypnotic voice to slowly draw them into the royal family, even if it was against the wishes of the said party.
Redd did not linger anymore. He bowed slightly and left the tent from another side that was different from the entrance.
As soon as he left the tent, he saw his master, who smiled at him and shushed him not to speak. "We will speak once we reach our house."
"Ok." Redd nodded obediently and followed behind his master.
The walk back gave Redd enough time and let him feel the changes that happened to him. Firstly, his physical body did not experience any change after he became an Abnormal, but whenever he thought about his condition, a string of data would appear in his mind.
::::
Name: Redd
Race: Human (Abnormal)
Attributes: Strength 1, Endurance 2, Intelligence 1, Charm 1

Status Value: 2 ( Status Value can be used to increase Attributes)

Skills:
[ Saintz Horizontal Cutting (Basic) ]

Inborn Titles:
[ Title Master (common) ]

Occupational Titles: 
[ Novice Woodcutter (common) ]

Inherited Titles:
[ None ]

Achievement Titles:
[ None ]
....
[ Title Master ]
[ You are the master of all Titles in existence. ]
[ All Titles can be earned. ]
[ Title Directory is created. ]
[ It is easier for you to earn Titles. ]
[ The performance of your Titles is slightly "enhanced". ]
[ "Status Value" can be used to create Titles ]
[ A new function is unlocked every time Title Master rises to the next level. ]
...
[ Novice Woodcutter ]
[ Status Value +2 ] (enhanced)
[ It is slightly easier for you to cut wood. ] (enhanced)
[ You can handle Axe type weapons better. ] (enhanced)
[ The performance of Skills related to Woodcutting is slightly increased ] (enhanced)
....
Redd was surprised and delighted. Though he had some expectations towards Abnormals ever since he had heard about them from his master three years ago, he was still surprised by his Inborn Title.
His current feelings were similar to those who were expecting to receive candy only to receive the whole candy store.
He also understood how he already had two Titles. It was because his Title [ Title Master ] reduced the requirements to gain Titles.
[ It is easier for you to get Titles ]
Even though Redd was itching to share this joyful news with his master, he still didn't forget his master's warning and patiently waited till they reached their master's house to share his excitement.
"Master, Master, I've received an amazing Title!" Redd said once they were safely inside their master's house.
"Oh!" His master smiled. "If it was as amazing as you feel, you wouldn't be here. The Royal envoy would have long taken you away!"
"What? The envoy wouldn't do such thing. He's a good guy!" Redd argued.
"Redd." Suddenly, his master's tone became stern. "The world isn't as soft as you think it is. It is filled with two faced people who won't hesitate to bite the hand that feeds them for self-profit."
"Aye! Aye! Master." Redd rubbed his small forehead with his right hand. He got along fine with his master most of the time, but whenever Redd mentions that someone was a good person, his master would go serious mode and lecture him about it.
Suddenly, his master bent down and held Redd's shoulders firmly.
"Listen, Redd." He said solemnly. "The basis of everything that we Abnormals can do depends on our Titles and Status Value."
"But Status Value is most often than not, gained from Titles. Thus, knowing one's Titles essentially means knowing everything about the said Abnormal."
"Now, I have a serious warning for you little one."
"Never, ever, not even to your closest persons, can you share the information of your Titles with! Especially your Inborn Title! You can't even share it with me! Do you understand?"
His master's tone fluctuated violently at the end. This was Redd's first time seeing such an extreme side of his master, and it kind of scared him.
Redd was a sensible kid. He understood that his master must have his reasons to warn him this deeply about the Titles.
So he nodded vigorously and promised. "Rest assured master, even if you yourself were to beat me until my ass swells, all you would get is my farts and no information about my Titles!"
"Haha! This kid..." Redd's master was satisfied. "I've kept you away from woodcutting all these days so that you can concentrate on Saintz Horizontal Cutting. I'm guessing that you have not disappointed me and have already grasped the skill."
"Yes, master. I've already grasped it." Redd nodded his small head.
"Then, it's time for you to take up the axe." A beautiful smile hung upon the master's face.
....
Deep into the night, as he rested on his bed, Redd wondered.
'Why did master especially mention Inborn Title when he warned me? Is there something special about Inborn Titles?'

Abnormals were those who gain strength through Titles. This novel follows Redd, someone who has a peculiar and never seen before Title striving to become a woodcutter.

Who am I?
Am I a gender?
Am I a height?
Am I a race?
Am I part something else by blood?
Do these titles say who I am?
Am I just a title?
Am I just a title to those who don't know me?

Now, am I cheerful?
Caring?
Respecting?
Dramatic?
Do I matter to others?
Do others matter to me?
Is all I want to do is make others happy?
Do I just want to help?
Do I feel pain when I see others in pain?
Yes.
But does any of this have to do with the titles I have?
No.

Have I made mistakes?
Have I made good and bad choices?
Yes, but aren't I human?
Did these have anything to do with my titles?
No.

So, do my titles define who I am?
Maybe a little, but that doesn't make me me.
My choices aren't usually based off of the titles of others or myself
But, like any other human, I make mistakes, and those mistakes aren't just because of my titles but usually because of the modern day images.

By- Nekozilla

These are poems or thoughts I’ve written (maybe even some my friends have wrote) and some poems from famous and non famous poets, sometimes there might even be parts of speeches or song lyrics. There will are also some quotes.

NOTE: Anything that says a different name other than “Nekozilla” does not belong to me. Do not steal my works, these are my own personal writings and nobody appreciates a writing thief.

Chapter 78: アンデッド・バスターとスペクター・バスター

In a greatest battle for your own life, there is no such thing as over-preparation. I am currently in the 38th floor and have stayed here for already 5 days. My goal is to acquire many titles to lessen battle prowess of my next boss opponent. It was evident with my battle against the LICH that it is able to summon the UNDEADs, if worse comes to worst I would also be fighting countless SPECTREs.

To counter that possibility, I am currently running around and luring a number of SKEETONs in one area. The good thing about trying to gain the Killer Title is that it does not have to be a single rank, as long as they are the same kind and they reach a hundred in one battle it is good to go. This is something I have confirmed with the GHOST and POLTERGEIST Buster I had gained 5 days prior.

On a another note, I was quite perplex that the buster was used instead of killer, I was laughing internally when Grimoire-chan sang a song that I was familiar with, I was not supposed to remember the title of the song or the movie about it due to my partial amnesia. But, since I had a clear image of it I remembered it to some extent. My guess is that I took the buster title because I was not really killing the GHOST or the POLTERGEIST they are after all already dead. So to compromise, the Killer Title was change to Buster Title. I am guessing that all UNDEAD and SPECTRE hinting titles will be different from the living type monsters.

The UNDEAD and the SPETRE, has a strong sense for the living, I am not sure of it is due to hatred for the living, or maybe they will gain life by killing the living but I had used my LIFE FORCE as bait to gather a number of the UNDEAD in a certain area. I even got it as a skill:

.LOG
{
	Obtained Active Skill: LIFE BAIT LURE		: LVL 1
	Obtained LIFE FORCE Perception		: LVL 2
}

This skill LIFE BAIT LURE is something I had also created due to my MANA and KI Perception skills which allowed me to see the essence of LIFE FORCE, Using this skill is a bit suicidal, after all I am releasing a small part of my LIFE FORCE to become the bait for the UNDEADs and the SPECTREs.

And all of them are taking the bait, hook, line and sinker. I first took out the possible opponents that could destroy my crystal barriers. That would mean the close quarter combatants are my first targets: 
SKELETON SWORDSMAN; 
SKELETON ARCHERS; 
ZOMBIE SWORDSMAN;
ZOMBIE ARCHERS;
DEAMAN SWORDSMAN;
DEADMAN ARCHERS;
NECRO SWORDSMAN;
NECRO ARCHERS; and 
MUMMIES

Then I took out the mages and those who could not be defeated by physical means such as
DEADMAN MAGES;
NECRO MAGES;
EVIL EYES;
GARGOYLES; and
CREEPERS

Then the unexpected thing happened.
.LOG
{
	Obtained Title: SKELETON Buster
	Obtained Title: MUMMY Buster
	Obtained Title: NECRO Buster
	Obtained Title: DEADMAN Buster
	Obtained Title: ZOMBIE Buster
	Five UNDEAD Monsters Buster Titles gained prerequisite for UNDEAD Buster achieved
��	Obtained Title: UNDEAD Buster - SKELETON Buster, MUMMY Buster, NECRO Buster, DEADMAN Buster and ZOMBIE Buster Titles are integrated to UNDEAD Buster Title
	Obtained Title: GARGOYLE Buster 
	Obtained Title: CREEPER Buster 
	Obtained Title: EVIL EYE Buster 
	Five SPECTRE Monsters Buster Titles gained prerequisite for SPECTRE Buster achieved
	Obtained Title: SPECTRE Buster –GHOST Buster, POLTERGEIST Buster, GARGOYLE Buster, CREEPER Buster, and EVIL EYE Buster Titles are integrated to SPECTRE Buster Title
	Captain, allow me to call you 'The Evil Vanquisher' from now on
}







A lone male is sent to another world. 

Was he summoned as a hero or a villain he did not know. 

After all he was alone in a white sandy luxurious beach, he does not possess any cheat abilities, or powerful equipment. He has nothing but his white t-shirt, black pants, back shoes and a ship...

How will his journey shape this world, read through his Journals to find out.

I was still at the back of the hospital under the same tree, no time had passed at all. Nobody had come out and no one would ever know that there had been a struggle here. Even if there had been someone all they would've seen is me grabbing air and then putting my hands down. A little unusual but nothing to be suspicious of. The only things I would need to be concerned about are other souls seeing me, but there were none around. I didn't need them floating around and warning their friends that there was a strange man kidnapping souls. I liked challenges but given how troublesome they were to find I didn't want that challenge.
  
The sun had already set, and the night was tranquil and soothing. No secrets would be unveiled. Despite being happy with the results, the whole endeavor had left me exhausted, both physically and mentally. The struggle with the souls had taken a lot out of me.
 
There had also been a slight shift in my universe. I instinctively knew that the presence of those two had lessened what I would be allowed to do. Though given the power I had demonstrated before I wasn't too worried. 
 
There was still much to do, I had to brainstorm some good titles for those two as well as create their bodies. I could have given them random titles, but I would feel bad for putting them through all that and giving them lame titles. I didn't want them to die immediately. Even though I didn't want to coddle them, they had to survive for my plans to fall through. Yet I didn't want to give them titles that were too powerful.
 
Then there were some other creatures that I had to visit and finally, there was a storyline I wanted to implement. I wasn't angry or stressed to have so much to do but I needed to recover first before continuing. 
 
This is why I had slowed down time in my universe. 
 
As I started my journey back to the hotel, I reviewed the day. It wasn't unproductive by any stretch of the imagination. Even if the results could have been a bit better, I was satisfied with them. I should have accounted for them putting up a fight and tried to nab them one by one instead of both at the same time. 
 
I was exhausted by the whole thing. I was having trouble keeping my eyes open, I just wanted to fall asleep. 
 
 
The lady had played her part quite well today. The richness of the emotions and the speed of adaptability had been astounding. Not to diminish from the man's part, his anger and then forceful calm had also brought a lot to the scene. If it wasn't for my ability to change into the character, I definitely would have been the weakest link in that scene.
 
Maybe I was being a bit too harsh on myself, but if I wasn't going to push myself then who would? That harshness was one of the qualities that had helped me thrive in life. 
 
Next time I would do better, that scene while great was not truly eldritch. Regrettably, the character I'd made was now stuck in that role. 
 
Hmm, I did say he needed a name. I think I'll call him Mazzain. I wonder what role he'll play in the future.
 
 
When I finally arrived back at my hotel, I was barely keeping myself conscious. I'd dozed off several times during the journey and almost missed a couple of my stops. My excitement had distracted me from realizing how tired I was. When I arrived at my room, I never got to take my clothes off before passing out on the sofa.
 
The next morning after breakfast at the hotel I ordered a driver to my chalet. On the way there I brainstormed some ideas for their titles. 
 
The girl from my initial impressions had seemed like a carefree type, she hadn't been as composed as the man, but she had recovered quickly. So, what titles could work with that?  I already had [Child of the winds] in my mind but maybe [Nascent Wind Spirit] might be good. Though I was a bit iffy on those.
 
They could lead to potential race changes and that might complicate my cultivation goal. I wanted humans, not human-shaped wind spirits.
 
So, nothing that implied a race change was allowed. So, what would work with carefree and religious? I decided to stick to wind for her carefree nature plus it made sense for a quick recovery. Air takes the shape of its container after all. 
 
I needed a title that would conflict with her religious nature, like a priestess or a Herald of a wind God.
 
 I liked where this was going. There was a lot of potential for conflict there. How would she handle being a vital part of another god's "return"?
 
That would surely cause some amount of emotional distress and the funny part is that the god wouldn't exist until she made it exist.
 
 
You see another aspect of the titles was that if there was a title that was consistently believed in by beings with a soul and no one owned that title then the universe would create a being whose purpose was to fill that role. For instance, if some imaginary being named Zeus had the title of god of thunder and that title wasn't claimed by any other, then the universe would create Zeus [The god of thunder]. 
 
I'm going with something like that, it sounded too beautiful to not go with.
 
 
So, I hopped on to Google on my phone and started to search synonyms for wind priestess and other adjectives for god that I could use. I Could've looked through some other religions and myths, but I didn't want the universe to accidentally recreate a pantheon from earth.
 
The thought had gone through my mind to give her a title related to storms, but she wasn't ferocious enough in my opinion to have a title like that. Eventually, I settled upon [Oracle of The North Wind].
 
Now it wasn't as cool as [Herald of The Wind God] but it still held immense religious potential. Even though it didn't mention a specific god. Oracles were vital people in mythologies after all and it was a chance to observe how a precognitive power would work. Could she predict my actions or were there limitations?
 
As for the north wind part, even I'm not sure why I specified that it just sounded cool. At most it would slightly diminish her power, it shouldn't be anything too crazy.
 
The fact that I might have lost interest in searching up synonyms of wind priestess might have also played a part. In reality, it was just like with my universe, I just wanted to throw some things together and see how they would fit. My life had been carefully planned out by me, not fully planning was thrilling to me.
 
Now for the man, what to do with the man? Iz had messed him up, I don't know why but he went hard. 
 
I also don't know exactly what he did to that man, but he probably has PTSD from that if he didn't already have it. I was tempted to give him the title of [Adversary of The Mist]. Though that idea was quickly shot down. I wouldn't be giving anybody a title that important. I wasn't comfortable giving someone a title that might aid them in fighting Iz. 
 
Another idea had been to make him a [Slave of the mist], but that was too cruel. It did make me chuckle a little at the thought.
 
I did like his temperament though and he had pulled himself together rather quickly. Maybe a title related to warriors? 
 
After about 30 minutes of brainstorming and searching up online, I came up with [The Numerologist]. It was completely different from my initial thoughts, but the concept had caught my eye, so I decided on that one.
 
By the time I had finished their titles we had already arrived at the chalet. I decided to leave the creation of their bodies for after lunch. I needed a little bit of break from thinking about my powers all the time. I had dug deep into them so I figured it would be healthy to pull back a little. Kind of like video games, it will never stop being good but sometimes it's just good to pull out. 
 
And I'm happy I did because I felt so much more relaxed. The powers while fun were very tiring. The break allowed for my mind to think about things not involving my powers. Though there wasn't much else to think about. I wondered how Martin was doing, he should be back from his trip.
 
 
I had to admit my actions these past few days had been rather dubious, but I didn't feel bad about them. I didn't think I was a psychopath, after all, I still felt emotions just like everyone else, but I did come to realize that my morals might not be as good as I thought them to be. I'd started to have these realizations back in the business world, but I'd just chalked to corporate bureaucracy. Maybe there was something wrong with me?
 
 
 
Eh, who cares.
 
 
 
Once I finished my break I headed back immediately to the fulcrum.
 
"Hey, Iz I really liked what you did with the dude. I'm proud of you." I could feel the joy coming out of the mist and I couldn't help but smile it as well, it was like a little child aiming to please.
 
"Next time make it a bit more confusing for them. So, they don't understand what's happening okay?". I felt what must have been akin to a nod from the mist. Iz was incredibly smart and maybe my comparisons to a child were a bit inaccurate. He had played his role incredibly well; I just needed a bit more eldritchness in it. 
 
The spear that I had created last time was still there just floating a couple of inches above the ground. I left it there as I didn't need it right now. 
 
 
Creating human bodies did not take much more effort than creating anything else in the fulcrum. instantaneously and I had two bodies resembling both people in front of me. I had made them be a bit above peak earth humans, health and strength-wise. Regular humans would not be able to survive the planet at all. I did make them a bit more resistant to disease since I didn't want them to die while shitting their guts out. And I might have tweaked their brain chemical makeup to make them a bit hornier. Who knows?
 
Then I dropped the bodies into a relatively uninhabited grassy plain before grabbing their souls and throwing them in their bodies. I resumed time to its regular and watched from up in the sky as they slowly oriented themselves.
 
 
They didn't immediately start walking, rather they sat down and discussed like two responsible adults. 
 
Lame.
 
Rather than sit and watch them I decided to move out and complete the rest of my goals. I had been too much of an active actor for my tastes. Right now, I just wanted to put everything in place and watch them interact with each other.
 
There had been a couple of beasts that had stood out to me that I had deemed worthy of titles from me. Plus, I didn't feel comfortable giving the humans titles and leaving the rest title-less. The universe didn't hand out titles easily and they tended to not be too powerful. I needed some opposition to the humans after all. The other species wouldn't start making civilizations for another couple thousand years, I had to speed up that process. And what fantasy world exists without a couple legendary beasts roaming around?
 
Plus let's not forget I had a new storyline to implement.
 
Ooh, I couldn't wait.

Benjaman Francis was a man at the doors of death.

His life had been consumed by the inevitability of death, but just when he decided to give up.

He was granted power greater than he could ever imagine.

He is the maker and the creator and all his subjects must obey whether they like it or not.

Life is but a theater after all .

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