Desainer kepala SI Corporation yang terkenal, Xiao Yu, masih muda, menjanjikan, dan penuh dengan bakat. Tetapi siapa yang mengira bahwa surga akan cemburu dengan kejeniusan kepahlawanan ini ?! Setelah bangun dari kecelakaan mobil, dia tiba-tiba terlahir kembali sebagai hamster!

An unlikely team, Snake and Hamster, put their heads together to escape the pet store on the only day of the year there is no staff; Christmas.

A one-shot for a writing prompt - target length 1k words.

Zhang Yun is a gaming hamster. For a special mission in the Lost Kingdom, he has been a hamster for ten years. To his surprise one day, the game suddenly announces that the server will be permanently going offline just as he's about to complete the mission…

However, at the moment the game goes permanently offline, he actually brings the game system to an alternate world. He also brings along everything in his inventory, including his hundred million summoning scrolls.

Uh?

For a ten-year hamster to become rich overnight, what worries does he have at conquering the alternate world?

Ah, I'm sorry. You're mistaken. I don't want to fight. I just want to be a silent hamster…

Zhang Yun has a habit of hoarding stuff in games. For the sake of a special quest in the game 'Lost Kingdom', he's been hoarding all kinds of items for ten years straight. Just as he's on the verge of completing that quest, suddenly there comes an announcement that the server will be taken offline.
And then, at the moment of shutdown, he's transported into the game world, along with everything in his inventory... including one hundred million summoning scrolls.
Huh?
Ten years hoarding all this loot... every challenge rendered moot?
Ah, but please, don't get the wrong idea. I'm not looking for any trouble--just a quiet little hoarder, nothing more...

In the world of Beast people, there is one rule that needs to be abode by all-- that hierarchy must be preceded. It is a place where strongest predators prey and immortals rule over others, it is only to ensure the balance in the cycle of life.

For Chii, coming from a hamster litter; it isn't an easy life.


Dragon!mainlead, hamster!maincharacter

"Ah the novel was so cool!"

In a plain and messy office, like one somewhere near you, a company slave is slacking. With a work cabinet full of munchable snacks and her phone out in one hand, she could somewhat survive another soul-draining day at work.

"An ultimate level up system, ahhh what a fantasy. I need one like that." she whines to herself, finishing the latest update on whatever webnovel she was reading now.

"Maybe an ultimate writing system? Oh something that let's me download skills and art or-"

"How about you just get to work?" 

A squeky voice too cute to be intimidating rolls out the chips bag on the office desk. If an ordinary looking hamster could radiate evil and pain with a cute fuzzy face well this one was it. For one it could ....talk.

"How about you stop lazing around all the time and just get ... DOING?!"

"Haha good one Mr. Hamster!"

"And stop eating Cheetos! I demand organic baby carrot sticks!"

"Yes yes Mr.Hamster."

"And finish your assignments so you don't get overtime again! Then go home and write stuff!"

"Yes yes Mr. Hamster."

"We shall make our readers shed bloody tears with all that is human suffering! Poison and pain for the characters!"

"Yes yes Mr. Ham- WAIT WHAT?!"

Before the lazy office slave knew it, the adorable fuzzball had clamored over her shoulder and was climbing its way up to the sensative roots of her head. An evil rodent bent on a small scale world domination.

"No no nooooooooo!!!!" she cried, already feeling the tugs on her hair that meant her fingers were no longer her own. No longer hers to click click and control at the key board.

Like a wild movie, or a very fun cartoon, a rodent had taken the lead.

"Bwahahhaha! Now get to writing!"

"I'm at work you crazy gerbil."

"I AM A HAMSTER AND YOU SHALL REFER TO ME ONLY AS GOD OR HAMSTER!!!"

"*sigh* yes yes Mr. Hamster. Can we at least wait till lunch to sneak write my shit webnovel. I literally do not want my assistant manager catching me again."

"Hmmmmm" squeeks the hamster, stroking it's fluffy little chin. If it had a beard it was be a disastardly cute evil. 

"Acceptable, but in sacrafice I demand....More suffering!!!"

"....."

At a office desk, maybe near you, there is a for fun aspiring writer and the maybe violently cruel hamster that controls her work. This is their very mundane and terrible daily life.

It comes with snacks.

No editing. A chapter a day. We die like web series authors.

Don't take it too seriously.

What is the dream? Reincarnation? OP life cheats? An ultimate system? An ultimate writing system? Yeah sure does sound nice, too bad this author gets none of that. 

Tune in for the random life of a slow hobby writer and the ratatouille- style hamster that actually runs the place. 

Enjoy ramblings, writer's block, distractions in every chapter and a lot of internal arguing as author and hamster battle it out. 

Find spoilers in CC's other novels. Read into the nerdy worldbuilding research, cry in the editing room and drink too much tea. This is half novel half ranting exp adding tears. Not a diary. 
Maybe just entertain yourself for 2 seconds. 

This has been CC and Mr. Hamster's daily life.

In the city of rodents, smoke billowed out from the factories, covering the skies.
The light of the sun would never reach this city.
Nor would the moonlight, or the flickering of the stars.
As if engulfing the very possibility of hope, the layers upon layers of smoke would only thicken as the factories continued to produce.
And as this byproduct filled the skies, a young couple walked down the alleyways in the depths of the city.
"What are you doing? You're looking up a lot."
"Ah... I was just wondering what's beyond the smog."
The two humanoids walked side by side, hand in hand, and the female couldn't seem to take her eyes off the sky.
The female was slender and beautiful. Her skin was covered in a thin layer of light grey fur, and her appearance was very close to that of a human, with a few features aside.
This woman was a gerbil kin. With ears, a nose, and claws representing her kind, she walked throughout the city with her lover.
The male was a hamster kin who was slightly taller and a bit more built, yet still slender by human standards. His black fur heavily coated his own body, which also closely resembled a human with a few features aside.
The woman wore a set of workpants and a white work tanktop, covered in black stains from oil. Her fur too was stained with the oil, as if she had recently finished a long day at work.
The male wore a pair of cargo pants with no shirt, broadcasting his abdominal muscles to the world.
"What's beyond the smog? Isn't it just more smog?", the male questioned as he looked up in confusion.
"I heard that there's something else. A light show. Balls of fire, and sparkles of light."
The male looked at the woman with doubt, and laughed it off.
"If there were balls of fire beyond the smog, then wouldn't all the smog just catch fire?"
The woman looked at him with a smile and calmly replied.
"They're far away, from what I heard. You know, there's a rumor that it isn't like this everywhere."
"What isn't?"
The girl pointed upward.
"The smog. I heard that the smog is localized to this city, and that outside of the city it doesn't exist."
"Is that so? I think you're too gullible. Did you hear that from your older sister? I think she's filling you with lies to be completely honest. After going outside the city she came back different."
The woman gave the man a serious glare.
"Don't badmouth my sister."
"Ah, sorry."
The man put his hand behind his head apologetically.
"I just can't find myself to believe anything she says.... I mean, at first she was so stoic, it was almost as if she was.... emotionless. To be honest, she was perfect for her role the way she was. But then she left the city and came back. I won't say she changed for the worse... it's just that her new personality is so different that it makes me wonder just what happened."
"Yeah.... I suppose I was very surprised too. She saw so many things outside.... I guess it just motivated her. She wants to make this village like the outside. She wants people to see the hope that she saw on that day."
The woman nodded with a light smile.
"I think it was for the better that she changed."
"I agree with you there.... but.... I still think that she might have been able to lead us better if she hadn't changed. She was emotionless, but I think that would have made her unstoppable as a leader. Right now, she has a big responsibility, right? Ever since that day, she took the initiative and has been working herself to death, fighting for our kind.... but at the end of the day, we've lost control over 2 factories since then. She gained hope, but it might have been at the cost of the future."
"Don't badmouth my sister. You know that she's working harder than anyone in this war.... and it's my own fault that we've been put into this position in the first place, not my sister's. It's not easy, no matter which way you cut it. When their numbers are so much greater, it's hard to get anywhere without taking major losses. And if you make the wrong move, you might just checkmate yourself. She hasn't made any wrong moves, it's just that she keeps on being put into positions where the enemy is whittling us down."
The man nodded.
"Yeah, you're right. Sorry. I didn't mean to badmouth her. She is doing all she can. And I'll do whatever I can to support you and her."
"Thank you.", the woman responded with a smile.
"Maybe someday we can go see together? What do you think? Why don't we make it a bet? Whether or not the rest of the world is covered in smog? I think it is, and that these sparkling lights and balls of fire are nothing more than her imagination."
"Alright then. I'll bet on that. What should the loser have to do?"
"Hmm.... good question.... how about-"
"How about you scatter off, and in exchange we let you go free."
As the man was about to answer, the voice of another figure spoke from the shadows.
Stepping out into the alleyway, surrounding the two on both sides, were a total of six skinny ferret humanoids- three in front and three behind the two.
They were wearing work suspenders and white gloves, industrial style. The one who spoke seemed to be leading the group, and wore a high class suit with a fedora.
"There were ferrets here!?! Shit!!"
The male hamster kin immediately moved, putting his arm in front of the woman beside him to shield her.
"What do you all want!?", he shouted.
"Hey, did you hear what I said? I said that if you scatter off, that we'll let you go free."
The one who seemed to be in charge was smoking a cigar, and took a puff before blowing a ring into the face of the hamster.
"See now, I don't personally like this type of work, but this is the orders from the boss. Direct orders. I can't let that woman next to you go free. If I do and it gets found out, then my head might roll. You understand my position, right? My boss can be pretty scary at times, so my hands are tied. But you, I can let you run free without any trouble. All you gotto do is walk away."
The man took his cigar, pressing it to the chest of the hamster, using the black fur on the man's body to put out the light and wipe the ashes.
"We got six of us, and there are two of you. So? What's it gonna be? Are you gonna play hero and try to protect the woman? Even if you do that, you'll lose. You'll get beat up. We'll take the woman. And you'll be left on the ground. If things get too complicated we might even have to kill you. And we've even got these new weapons to try out, so if you stick around, then you might just become the first test subject."
The man pulled something out of the pocket of his coat.
It looked almost like a small cannon, tiny enough to hold in one hand.
It was a flintlock pistol with all sorts of gears, gadgets, and levers on it.
Aiming the weapon at the head of the hamster, the ferret seemed to grin.
"So, tough guy? If you want to save her, then do it later when you're better prepared. After all, you can run home right now and tell yourself 'I couldn't do anything about it.' 'I was outnumbered. It wasn't my fault.' 'I can prepare to go save her right now. And I can bring my own men with me.' Well, that's if this woman is important enough to go save in the first place. As I said. I don't like doing this type of stuff. I'm only doing it because the boss said so. If you want to come save her, and I'm not on duty to guard her, then I don't really have a problem with it. Someone else will take the fall, after all. What will you do?"
The hamster looked back into the eyes of the woman.
She was scared.
She grabbed his shoulder with her arm as if to say 'don't leave me here.'
The man felt a tang in his heart as he saw her face.
A tear fell from her eye.
"L-let's get out-"
The woman began to speak, however the hamster took her hand off his shoulder.
Without looking back, he croaked out a couple of words which lacked any weight.
"I'm.....sorry...."
And without even so much as looking back, he walked off.
The ferrets stepped out of the way, and the man made his way down the alley, turning the corner.
The gerbil woman held out her hand, and wanted to cry out to him.
She wanted to shout 'save me!', but the words could not come out.
She knew in her heart that he had made his decision.
That he would not save her from whatever fate she was in store for.
'Was.... was that all I was worth? Not even so much as a consideration? Just a single look? That was all it took for him to walk away?'
The woman felt betrayed.
Deceived.
'Weren't we going to try and make it out of the town? Weren't we going to try and see what was beyond the smog?'
As these thoughts filled the mind of the woman, her tears dried up, and she could do nothing more than watch. She could barely even process the actions of her lover. It was unthinkable that he would just up and walk away at this moment.
'Was everything.... a sham? Was I just someone that he wanted to be with when everything was going well?'
The man who seemed to be the boss of the ferrets whistled loudly.
"Well damn. I didn't actually expect him to just up and walk away like that. Even I feel a bit sorry for you, miss. But at least you now know what type of guy that one was. Who knows? Maybe he really will come back to save you. No.... not with that look in his eyes. He gave up then and there. I'm sorry to say, but if anyone comes back for you, it isn't gonna be him. Anyways.... as I've said before, I don't want this to get messy. Come with us and we won't hurt you. I don't really have any say in what happens to you once you get handed over to the boss, but.... if you try to run here and now, we won't have any choice but to take you by force. After all, bosses orders were to grab any good looking females we find on the streets and bring them in top condition."
The gerbil fell on her knees, her eyes filled with despair.
"Do what you want.", she stated without an ounce of emotion in her voice.
"Well that makes things easy. I hope you make it out alright. If you just do what the boss says, you might make it out alive, even without anyone coming to save you. You two. Carry her. Looks like she's lost the will to walk. That's gotto hurt, don't it? Probably heartbroken, this one. Hurts me to even watch."
Two of the ferrets then grabbed the woman, one on each side of her holding her up.
She didn't resist.
She had a blank look in her eyes at first as she walked forward through the streets, escorted by the ferrets.
However, that blank look in her eyes faded after a few minutes of walking.
'Forget about him. I still have my older sister to return to. And I will.'
The woman reached out her hand, and made a grasping motion towards the sky.
'I'll uncover it myself, sister. What's beyond this fog.'
----
Claire rode in the carriage through the alleyways of the smog covered town.
"Hey, maybe before we head back to see my grandfather, we should do a bit of-"
"No."
While Mori seemed to want to explore, Lisa quickly shut him down before he could even so much as respond.
"If I give you an inch you'll take a mile. Absolutely not. First you run off and try to kidnap this person, and now you're trying to get into even more trouble? Think a little bit more about the problems we're facing right now."
"But if we have this person with us, I'm sure it will be safe!"
"So you're just going to rely on her like that to protect us?"
"Well.... when she was chasing us she gave me quite the scare. You too, right? You were hiding behind me! I don't think anyone would ever dare mess with her after seeing that! We'll be fine!"
Claire was focused on driving, but found herself smiling and eventually laughing at the banter between the two.
"What's so funny?", Mori asked.
"Ah.... you just kinda remind me of me, myself, and I. Always fighting, never able to come to an agreement. One side wants to play it safe, the other wants to be reckless. Hm? Actually, now that I think about it.... I suppose she's the one who is saying to just burst in and take over... wouldn't that mean I'm actually the one who's playing it safe this time? Then again, I'm being inefficient by doing this, but... ah whatever! Too much thinking! Anyways, it's sorta... peaceful to hear you two argue. It's like you two are a little brother and sister or something. I've never had any siblings. I was an only child in all three of my lives, and now I don't even have parents in this third one."
Mori and Lisa looked at one another with faces of complete bafflement.
"Did you get even a single word of that?"
"Absolutely no idea."
"C, you're really strange. I don't understand anything you say. Like ever."
"Me neither."
"Ah.... I guess that's just how it is for this world. Nobody understands!!! Well, I guess that's obvious.... everything is so different here.... maybe that's why I had such a hard time with all the other villages...."
'Except the fishmen. They were put in their place. Heh heh....'
'Be quiet!! I don't want to hear about them.... I feel guilty just thinking about it!!'
As the carriage was driving through the alleyways, a ratman who was on his balcony happened to drop a crate.
"Agh! Watch out below!!"
The crate flew downwards, aimed right at the back end of the carriage.
Claire looked back and watched in horror as the crate fell.
'Agh! It's gonna hit!'
'Nah. It won't. Remember the condition?'
The crate stopped falling in midair, as if it was floating. Claire had signaled for the horses to stop, yet the three looked back to see that it was just barely levitating above the carriage.
"Ehhhhh!?!?", the three shouted simultaneously.
"Don't 'eh' me. You should already know what just happened. I set the condition, remember? Nothing can crash into this carriage. It's literally a law!! It cannot happen. If it does, then the universe will implode or something due to a paradox. It's like if energy was just spontaneously created or something. It can't happen. Energy is conserved. In the same way, it's now impossible for anything to crash into this carriage, or for this carriage to crash into anything."
Clarice spoke out loud, for the others to hear.
"Ehhhhh...."
Claire was just as surprised as the other two, but even more surprising was the fact that Claire had just explained this, but seemed to be surprised at her own explanation.
"I have no idea what you just said, C, but why the hell did you just explain that yourself and yet you look like you just found that out for the first time?", Mori inquired.
"Ahh!!! I'm complicated, ok!? Just don't worry about that!!"
Lisa slapped Mori to the back of the head.
"If she wants to keep her secrets then you shouldn't pry! A woman has her reasons for things!"
"But you seemed just as surprised as I was."
"So what!? Even if I don't understand her, and even if she is a complete weirdo, that doesn't mean she doesn't have a reason for being this weird!"
Claire felt as if arrows had pierced her heart as Lisa called her weird.
"A-anyways! Let's forget about all this and just head to your grandfather.", Claire said, changing the topic.
"Yeah. It's because you keep asking questions that we've wasted all this time.", Lisa mocked.
"AHH!!! Are you all ok down there!? I'm coming down immediately!!", the man shouted from the balcony.
The man rushed down the stairs, however when he came down, he saw that the crate was perfectly fine. Claire had stopped the carriage and even done the favor of grabbing the crate and handing it off to the man.
"Here's your stuff. I don't think anything is broken, but it's totally your fault if it is.", Clarice managed to slip out.
"Ah!! I meant to say, if anything is broken I'm terribly sorry!!!"
The man looked confused, but instead bowed.
"No, I'm sorry. You're absolutely right, if anything is broken it's completely my own fault. I'm glad that nothing of yours is broken and that nobody got hurt."
The man took the crate and waved to Claire before heading back up the stairs to his home.
Claire mounted the carriage once more, and whipped the reins, and the three were off.
"Alright... with that being said.... next stop is your grandfather's place. I'd like to find out a lot more about the people of this city...."
Claire smiled as she looked forward, thinking back to how reasonable the man she just met was.
'But I'm sure that most of the people here are good people. I would like to help them all to come to an understanding with one another. I'll do my best!'

Death and Taxes. 

The two insurpassable laws of the universe. 

So long as humans exist in this world, these things will remain. 

However, there is a 3rd law which has always, and will always implement itself on people. 

Suffering. 

Reincarnated in a new world, five people are forced to learn this the hard way. 

Placed on 'Nightmare mode' and being reincarnated as monsters, they are forced to survive under incomprehensible conditions. 

However it is only through suffering, that we grow as people. 

And it is only through suffering, that we truly become monsters. 

"Nightmare mode.... eh? Tell me, what exactly was this mode supposed to mean again? Were our lives supposed to become nightmares?"

Without suffering, there is no change in anything. 

"Or were we supposed to become the nightmares?"

This is the story of the antiheroes.

The memorial went on for another three hours. Each member of the procession all laid down flowers and prayed for the victims to find peace in the afterlife, as they swore to seek vengeance for those who perished. As if feeling their grief, the heavens above turned grey in sorrow, and heavy teardrops coated the monuments with a gorgeous monsoon hue.

"Even the Immortals above are showing their sorrow." Kanari smiled. Turning to the forlorn youth who was staring straight at the sky, Kanari grabbed hold of his hand and proceeded to comfort him. "We will win. We will make the Black Masks pay for everything that they have done, Shin!"

"Yeah..." There wasn't any need for Kanari to convince him. Even if the Summit weren't held, Shin would have continued to chase down the Black Masks for his own gain. Junius hasn't paid for his crimes after all.

"Let's move," Gonggong ordered. At the moment, there were five Spirit Venerates present in the procession, but none of them dared to question Gonggong's authority as the leader of the group. Even Spirit Saint Firebird kept a reasonable distance, blending into the surroundings as if he really was a beggar on the streets. 

The sea of onlookers split into two, allowing the Himmel Empire's group to march straight east and out of the Main Hub entirely. To prevent themselves from getting wet, Shin and his friends opened up their umbrellas. Fortunately, it wasn't needed for long...

"Wow… That..." After walking for fifteen minutes, the procession sent by the Himmel Empire had finally reached its destination. The fortress where history would be made. 

Thick heavy metal chains with each one of its links bearing the size of a small house, rose from the underground and latched on firmly onto the vast land mass that somehow managed to defy the laws of gravity. Almost as massive as the Main Hub itself, the levitating island had hundreds, if not thousands of gun ports where long metallic cannons pointed straight at the ground. 

Of course, it wasn't just that its underside was fortified. Engulfing the entire island, a concrete barricade armed to its teeth with cannons and sentry posts protected the outskirts of the fortress, while floating air mines defended its skies. From Shin's position, he could only see the tall walls and the overwhelming number of mortars that the citadel possessed. While he couldn't observe the interior of the fortress, he could see a towering needle-like structure reaching for the heavens above.

"It looks like a spinning top," Elrin commented.

"You're right. It does resemble a spinning top." Emma giggled at how uncanny the resemblance was. "With that skyscraper in the centre and its wide base, it really does look like a toy that you would sell in your shops."

"Hah! I wish I could buy the Deus Citadel!" Elrin's mind started to race a million miles a second just to figure out if she could even hope of purchasing the famed Immortal-grade fortress. However, after a brief moment of consideration, the young girl shook her head in helplessness. "Even if the Blacksmith's League was looking to sell, I doubt anyone has the financial capability to buy. I've heard that it requires over a hundred million gold ingots to operate Deus Citadel for one year! That's why the Blacksmith's League rarely takes it out to play."

"O-One h-hundred million?" Ella stuttered when she heard that amount. Lady Seph had given them one gold ingot per month, which would have already placed them at the top one percent of every earner in the Capital. Yet, even if she had saved all of her earnings, it would take her over a hundred million months to operate Deus Citadel for just one year!

"Yeah… If the Blacksmith's League truly wants to sell Deus Citadel, it would be upwards of a trillion gold ingots. Even if the Himmel Empire empty out their entire treasury, they wouldn't be able to cough out that crazy amount." 

"A trillion gold ingots… Is there even enough gold in the world to create that amount?"

"God knows." Elrin shrugged her shoulders. "However, since my Terlus Conglomerate has one or two billion gold ingots sitting in the bank, I guess there should be enough."

"..." Once again, Shin and the twins were reminded that they were in the presence of the richest girl in the entire Empire. Often times, due to how informally Elrin would act around them, it became easy to forget. 

"Just ignore her." Kanari smiled bitterly as she looked at her fellow classmates. Even though she was the heir of the Highgarden Duchy, there was no way that she could hope to match the riches that Elrin had. In fact, she remembered the time where they both participated in a high-level auction, and Elrin claimed almost all of the items at a record price without batting an eye. "You shouldn't look at money through her lens. It'll just depress you."

Ella and Emma nodded furiously.

As they reached the first metallic chain that anchored Deus Citadel and prevented it from floating to oblivion, a group of ambassadors from the Blacksmith's League stood in wait. Leading them, a stunted middle-aged man with a rugged beard opened his arms in joy just as the Himmel Empire procession was about to reach his shores.

"Welcome, esteemed guests! Welcome to Deus Citadel!" The short man exclaimed. While his face seemed amiable, a faint ghastly pressure could be felt, especially among those who were below the Spirit King realm. 

'A Spirit Emperor!' After facing countless of Spirit Emperors, Spirit Venerates and Tier 9 Spirit Beasts, Shin seemed to have garnered an acute sense for the cultivation levels of those far superior to him. Hence, even though he was meeting the man for the first time in his life, Shin could accurately deduce how powerful he was.

'Not just that… Those behind him are Spirit Emperors as well!' Shin nearly gasped out loud. Since when were Spirit Emperors at such a high supply? The Frie Clan only had three Spirit Emperors in their midst, and they were able to dominate over their region! 'Only in this international Summit would so many Spirit Emperors act as doormen...'

"My name is Gabul, and I will be your guide for the day." Gabul gave a respectful bow. While he may be a Spirit Emperor, the procession that was sent by the Himmel Empire contained a mixture of potent Spirit Venerates as well as a transcendental Spirit Saint. Not to mention, they probably had a vast number of Spirit Emperors as well. 

"Thank you, Gabul." The leader of the procession, Prince Koshaku gave his gratitude.

"No, it's my honour to serve you, your highness." The middle-aged man got up and pointed to the silver disk that was right behind him. "As much as I would love to chat, I'm sure that you are tired. Let us enter the Citadel first. Everyone, get onto this platform in batches and hold on tight. We will be lifting you into the Citadel."

"That entire silver platform is a lift?" Shin muttered out in wonder. That unsuspecting metallic circle that was nearly as thin as a paper sheet had the capability of hosting dozens of people up into the Citadel?

"Only the Blacksmith's League could possibly think of such a contraption." Lady Seph, who had seemingly appeared out of nowhere, answered Shin's question.

"Yip yip!" Bingbing jumped into Shin's embrace and buried herself deep into his dark blue robes, ignoring the boy's complete surprise. After being separated from Shin for such a long time, Bingbing needed to refuel her Shin reserves.

"Master?! Where did you go?" When they first came into the Land of Dreams, Lady Seph left the group without any prior warning, prompting Shin and the rest to worry about her safety. 

"Sorry, I had to settle some things with the Healer's Association..." Lady Seph sighed as she recalled her earlier interactions with her former comrades. "Althea has brought some meddlesome creatures, and they're already waiting up in the Citadel. Honestly, why did she have to bring them all?"

'Them all?' Shin wondered who his master could be talking about. Lady Seph wasn't one to become stressed over meeting some old friends, yet she was feeling reluctant to even step foot onto the Citadel because of those mysterious people.

"Whatever, it's just for one or two weeks. Remember our plan Shin! Keep a low profile and befriend those from the Lantis Republic. Although I can't be there to protect you all the time due to my commitments, Bingbing will stay by your side." 

"Yip yip!"

Lady Seph gave the snowy white gerbil her favourite assignment. To sleep and eat in Shin's embrace, while keeping an eye out for any potential threats. 

"Also, I've got some good news for you. It looks like the Lantis Republic had sent Longyu Tian to act as their Spirit Saint protector."

"What?!" Everyone in the group, including the ordinarily nonchalant Shizen cried out with stunned expressions. 

"That's right. They actually sent the Saint of Time to protect them." Lady Seph smiled in delight. "While her presence is a nightmare for the other organisations, it's a great opportunity for you. No matter how many friends you make in the Lantis Republic, it still can't beat having the support from a Spirit Saint, not to mention the one that everyone fears the most."

"..."

"Shin, Longyu Tian bears the Sovereign Koi, the same Spirit as you. Also, I have heard rumours that she personally knew Longyu Yuan, the progenitor of the Awter Clan. If you get to opportunity to meet her, your chances of gaining access to the Celestial River will increase exponentially!" Lady Seph was as excited as a child entering a carnival ride for the first time in her life. Only Shin and she knew about the Mark of the Celestial Dragon. If Shin truly managed to gain an opportunity to baptise his Sovereign Koi, the sky was the limit to how much Shin could grow. 

Who knows? Maybe Shin could even trigger a Spirit Evolution and transform his Spirit into the legendary Golden Sovereign Koi that Longyu Tian possessed?

"Next batch, please get on!" While Shin and Lady Seph were busy fantasising on the possible prospects of his Spirit, it was finally their turn to get on the silver elevator. 

Huddling together, Shin's group was joined by the Young Drake Duke and his fellow cronies. Kanari turned her head in defiance while the young men and women that followed Eikyo snarled at Shin. All while their leader put forth a disgustingly fake smile. 

'Thankfully, he still hasn't approached me…' Shin breathed a sigh of relief at the lack of action from the Young Drake Duke. He wasn't particularly adept with social interactions in High Society, and he didn't know of the best way to turn the blonde man down without completely souring their relationship. Luckily for Shin, Eikyo didn't seem to be particularly interested in poaching yet another talent from Kanari's grasp.

Mmmonn Mmmonn Mmmonn

An energy barrier surrounded the silver lift, enclosing those within as if they were a hamster in a ball. Almost instantaneously, the elevator mystically boosted itself from the floor and flew straight towards the floating island. 

"Wow..." For the thousandth time today, Shin gaped in wonder. As the silver platform climbed over the soaring barricades, the Himmel Empire members could finally witness the grandeur of Deus Citadel.

Heaps of golden and silver towers were littered across the land, so much so that it blinded the eyes of Shin and his friends. For protection, tamed Spirit Beasts guarded the skies, while hundreds of stone golems patrolled the streets of the holy city. To accommodate the new residents that were here temporarily, dozens of armoury shops, restaurants and entertainment facilities were set up. It truly was an Elysium of the skies.

However, the most prominent object that Shin saw wasn't any of the elaborate shops that had been set up, but the enlarged arena that was built on the outskirts of the Citadel.

Its purpose? Well, wasn't that clear?

'So this is where the exhibition matches would be held...' 

While Shin wasn't going to participate in those matches, it didn't stop his heart from palpitating frantically. In just a week, the most talented cultivators in the world were going to duke it out in the ring, making it the most magnificent showcase of spiritual abilities of modern history. Journalists had to pay upwards of ten thousand gold ingots just to gain a seat to witness the fights, yet Shin had a front-row seat for free!

For a moment, Shin had even forgotten his primary objective for coming to the Summit. Who in the younger generation was the mightiest of them all? Was it someone from the Himmel Empire? The Kori Federation? Or was it the Lantis Republic? The child inside of Shin wanted to know.

'Just one more week… One more week until the exhibition matches!!!'


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Over a million years ago, the first human contracted with the first Spirit. Ever since then, Spirit use has become commonplace. Humans used Spirits to carry items and start fires. Eventually, even start wars. Thousands upon thousands of years past and one day, one human did the impossible. He transcended his mortality and ascended to the realm above.  

In the present day, the Frie Clan was once a great clan of the Himmel empire. However, a devastating battle ten years ago crippled the clan and their numbers dwindled. To make up for their loss, the upper echelons decided to adopt young orphans and nurture them to become a future pillar of the weakened clan. Shin was one of those orphans. 

Although picked up by the Frie Clan, not all is smooth sailing for Shin and the other orphans...
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Lin Ke did not spare the blood-drenched mercenary T-shirt.
The T-shirt of the mercenary—whose heart was pierced—was soaked in blood. No one could tell how it used to look like.
Lin Ke cut the other T-shirt into strips. Except for the arm bandage, he stuffed everything into Forbes' backpack.
"To cross the Gobi from here, I need to travel at least 100 kilometers. All resources must be utilized carefully." Lin Ke counted the food in the backpack. For eating, he had compressed biscuits, energy bars, and a large pile of beef. It was sufficient for them to reach Sand City. However, they only had two liters of clean water. No matter how he planned, it was not enough.
Lin Ke thought about it for a while before pointing to the northwest. "Let's go northwest!"
Forbes was a little puzzled: "Boss, isn't Sand City in the north? Why are we going northwest? Isn't that a detour?"
"The Machinery Holy Cult needs a lot of water to smelt metal. However, water is the most scarce resource in the Gobi. Hence, they dug a canal from the western end of the mainland to Machinery City. Let's head northwest. Although the distance is a little longer, we can replenish our water resources."
"Ah? We have to go to Machinery City? Will we run into the Machinery Holy Cult? I don't want to be captured and become a human battery."
"We are just making a detour to get water. Although mechanical soldiers do patrol the canal, we won't encounter them as long as we are careful. You have to trust our little guide."
Treasure Hunter Rat had its hands on its hips. It held its head high as it puffed its chest. Detecting metals was its forte. How dare this fat, black man have any doubts!
Forbes quickly bowed his head to apologize. After knowing how the two mercenaries died, he was in awe of Treasure Hunter Rat.
The wound was bandaged, the spoils were distributed, the supplies were accounted for, the route was set, and a new player—Forbes—joined the team.
Lin Ke thought about it and decided to make another pet before setting off.
The monster synthesis module was quite easy to use. Treasure Hunter Rat had also played a significant role in the previous battles. If he had more pets, their safety along the way would be greatly increased.
Just as Lin Ke was thinking about what materials to use for the second pet, several system notifications interrupted his thoughts.
[You triggered the C-level mission [Prey hunted by the Wasteland]. Survival missions cannot be rejected]
[Mission Prompt: The vengeful Wastelands Gang has noted down your appearance. As the 'only' survivor who escaped the quicksand in the underground crypt, the Wastelands Gang is eager to learn the truth of the incident and its secrets from you. You are now marked as prey and wanted for bounty. Please be careful at all times!]
[Task Time: April 13, Year 42 of the Wasteland Calendar to December 31, Year 42 of the Wasteland Calendar.]
[Mission Reward: Based on mission performance.]
"C-level mission, survival mission?" Lin Ke was stunned after reading the content. The Wasteland Gang is coming after me!
'Survival mission' was a term used by the 'upper class' in the system. This type of mission had another name among players—hunt-and-kill mission.
There was only one mission requirement—survive for the specified time.
Players usually had other things to do besides missions. However, it was basically very difficult to move around once one triggered a hunt-and-kill mission. As long as you were online, an enemy would appear anytime, anywhere, tiring you out. A little carelessness might get you killed, causing the mission to fail.
The mission rewards were rather bare-bone. One would also be evaluated according to the number of enemies they dealt with within the specified timeframe. Points would be awarded based on the evaluation.
There was something quite hard to comprehend here. If one were strong enough to deal with all the enemies, the rewards would be better if one directly headed to the enemies' base and defeated them all.
If one were not strong enough, they would be exhausted by the enemies' pursuit and be easily killed—not receiving any rewards.
Moreover, the mission could not be rejected. Be it during the beta-test or after the game was launched for a few years, this type of mission continued to give players a headache.
I wanted to throw this problem to the Machinery Holy Cult, but it looks like I have no choice! I am going to pay a heavy price during the eight months when the bounty is active. Originally, Lin Ke thought that he would be safe after escaping to Sand City. He didn't expect the Wastelands Gang to issue a bounty. He was in a difficult situation now.
Lin Ke became more convinced that he needed to prepare a few more helpers. His most urgent task now was to cross the Gobi, and the most common element in the Gobi was sand. Perhaps he could use this as a starting point.
"Forbes, can you help me get some sand?"
Forbes was already carrying his luggage and was ready to go on the road. This sudden request caught him by surprise. "Boss, aren't we going to the canal in the northwest? Why the sudden request for sand?"
Lin Ke patted Forbes on the shoulder and said, "Go get some sand; this can save your life!"
Hearing the words 'save your life,' Forbes stopped questioning Lin Ke. He immediately put down his backpack and ran to get some sand.
Lin Ke patted his belly and said to Treasure Hunter Rat, who was hiding in his ammunition belt's vacant pocket, "Little Treasure, can you help me find another rat that is similar to you?"
As soon as his voice sounded, a squeak traveled from under Lin Ke's flax clothing. Treasure Hunter Rat jumped from the ammunition belt onto the ground and ran towards the ruins.
This time, Lin Ke was going to use sand and a rat to synthesize a new creature. After all, the Gobi was full of sand. It would only be fitting if he had a rat with sand properties.
What's more, Lin Ke didn't have any other chances in an environment like this ruined city.
After a while, Forbes ran back with a fistful of sand, beaming from ear to ear. "Boss, I have managed to get you some sand!"
At the same time, Treasure Hunter Rat brought a rat back from the city ruins.
Treasure Hunter Rat led the way, but the rat behind paused every three steps, hesitating to move forward. Its small eyes flashed with panic.
Lin Ke did not choose to synthesize a second pet on a whim.
After getting deducted 10 HP from being hit by the bullet, 10 health points from the synthesis of Treasure Hunter Rat, and another three from the irregular state of [Bleeding], he only had 17 health points left.
The 800 experience points he gained from killing four Wasteland Gang mercenaries were sufficient for him to rise to Level 2.
In Destiny, one's health points and energy would be completely restored instantly upon leveling up as long as one didn't raise their level during battle or when they possessed an abnormal condition.
In order to maximize the value of his HP, Lin Ke planned to synthesize a pet before raising his level. This was equivalent to saving 10 HP. He had no other choice. A kid with a poor background had to learn how to be street smart early.
Lin Ke already had the habit of making every cent count imprinted into him.
Lin Ke stretched out his hand. Treasure Hunter Rat climbed on Lin Ke's shoulder whilst beckoning at that extremely wary rat.
Lin Ke grabbed the wary rat with his left hand and used his right to motion Forbes to pour the sand onto his hand.
Forbes didn't understand what Lin Ke was going to do, but he did as requested and poured the sand into Lin Ke's hands.
[You obtained 80 grams of gravel]
Lin Ke entered the [Synthesis] interface. To be honest, he did not have much expectation for this synthesis.
Both the gravel and the rat were of White quality. No matter what, the synthesized pet could not be stronger than Treasure Hunter Rat. He just wanted to see this rat's abilities in the Gobi environment.
Also, Lin Ke was new to this game-shattering Zerg's Nest fragment. He hoped to master its tricks by exploring and synthesizing.
Rat (adult) + gravel (80 grams) = ? (65% success rate)
[Synthesis consumes 10 Health Points. Synthesize? Yes/No]
Lin Ke frowned slightly. This time, the success rate is a bit low! However, it still looks like a good deal to me since it has a 65% success rate and a 10 HP cost.
Synthesize!
The gravel was gradually absorbed by his left palm. His right palm produced the sticky blood threads, which gradually engulfed the struggling rat and formed a palm-sized blood cocoon.
[Blood cocoon incubation countdown: 20 seconds.]
Forbes, who was initially indifferent, gasped in shock as his jaw fell. He was the one who poured the sand onto Lin Ke's palm. He now watched the sand disappear in front of him while the lively rat became a strange and sinister-looking blood cocoon.
"Boss, y-you… have supernatural abilities?" 
Lin Ke's attention was focused on the blood cocoon. Moreover, it was not easy to explain the game-shattering item to him. Thus, he simply answered, "Well, sort of!"
Forbes was shocked as he had a sudden realization. No wonder Boss could order Treasure Hunter Rat to kill the two mercenaries. He has supernatural abilities! It all makes sense now. Forbes's gaze gradually steadied. I must serve Boss well along the way and follow him closely even after we have left the Gobi.
Live a comfortable life by following superpower holders. This was a common view held by his people!
Twenty seconds passed, and the blood cocoon in Lin Ke's hand was torn apart by a pair of small claws.
Sand flowed through the cracks of the blood cocoon, and a pink rat poked out its head curiously, observing its surroundings.
[Monster synthesis is complete. Obtained Gerbil (White)!]
[Monster Stats]
Name: Gerbil (Young)
Quality: White
Race: Rodent
Stats: Sand Affinity
Level: 1
Initial Skill 1: Desertification Lv1 (A unique ability to the Gerbil. It is able to turn its body into sand and maintain this state for one minute. Limited to two uses a day.)
Initial Skill 2: Desert Affinity—Passive (Movement speed increased by 30% when in the desert.)
Evaluation: The rat king of the desert. It can perfectly blend into the desert, mysteriously appearing and disappearing like a ghost. It possesses good speed and is proficient in hiding. Needs to be careful. Since biological and synthetic material components had a certain level of incompatibility, problems may surface in the future.
After reading the data, Lin Ke's eyes gave off a joyous light. This creature is simply tailor-made for crossing the Gobi. At the same time, he gained a new understanding of the [Synthesis] interface.
Although Gerbil was just a White quality pet, it unexpectedly possessed two initial skills. With these two skills, this little guy could simply move around the Gobi Desert at will. However, the incompatibility between organisms and materials used during synthesis, which was stated in the evaluation, could give birth to some problems.
Although he didn't know what kind of problems would appear, Lin Ke finally understood another contributing factor behind the success rate shown during the synthesis formula preview.
The success rate also took the affinity between biological and synthetic materials into consideration.
Standing on Lin Ke's palm, Gerbil looked around, curious about its surroundings.
Lin Ke couldn't wait to turn around and walk towards the desert so that he could test out Gerbil's skills and speed.
"Forbes, carry our stuff, and keep up!"
Forbes saw a pink rat emerge from the blood cocoon and was so stunned that his jaw dropped. He could only stare at it with wide-open eyes. He picked up his bags and quickly walked alongside Lin Ke. There were many doubts in his head.
"Boss, why are we going back?"
"To try out Gerbil's abilities at the edge of the desert."
"This little thing is called Gerbil?"
Lin Ke nodded. The advantage of having someone around was that he could share his joy with them anytime, anywhere.
"Gerbil can move extremely quickly in the desert; it can also transform into sand. After entering the desert, it is like a fish in water!"
Forbes's eyes widened. It was hard to imagine that this little rodent had such strong abilities. He also understood why Boss asked him to grab a handful of sand just now.
"But Boss, this Gerbil is so tiny. When it is placed in the desert for experiments, won't it run away?"
Lin Ke waved his hand confidently. "Impossible!"
With the special blood bond, how could it run away?
Lin Ke and Forbes walked all the way back to the periphery of the city ruins that had been eroded by the desert.
Lin Ke squatted down and placed his palm on the sand. He then said, "Gerbil, show me your strength!"
Gerbil understood its master's—Lin Ke's command and glanced back at him curiously. 
Its pair of innocent, small eyes met an expectant gaze. The Gerbil squeaked a few times and jumped onto the sand warily.
As soon as its little paws touched the desert, Gerbil's eyes suddenly glowed. It looked as if it had discovered a new continent and began walking in the desert excitedly.
Initially, it walked around cautiously. Now, it was just running around wildly.
Lin Ke's and Forbes's eyes could not keep up with Gerbil's movements. Gerbil moved extremely fast, and its fur was the same color as the desert. It eventually became a series of afterimages.
"Boss is amazing. Its speed is too fast! Congratulations, Boss, for obtaining such an amazing pet."
It was with the help of his glib tongue—rather than his skills—that he became a kitchen assistant in the Wastelands Gang's slave camp.
The corners of Lin Ke's mouth curled up. Although a 30% movement speed increase didn't seem much on paper, it was extremely significant in reality! Working with Gerbil in the Gobi would benefit him greatly!
Use Desertification! Lin Ke issued instructions to Gerbil using his mind.
The next instant, Gerbil suddenly turned into a pile of sand and quickly merged with the desert. The only visible was a lump of moving sand, producing a clear trail as it moved.
After that, Lin Ke saw a small hole appear in the sand, and no tracks could be seen afterward.
This skill is a little too powerful; it's almost like stealth! Lin Ke did not expect that Gerbil's body could completely merge with the desert. There were absolutely zero traces after it dove into the sand.
This ability was extremely powerful in certain situations. 
Now, Lin Ke was not afraid of encountering Machinery Holy Cult soldiers in the Gobi!
"Gerbil, come back!" yelled Lin Ke and waited for Gerbil to return.
His shout echoed around the empty desert, but Lin Ke couldn't see any traces of movement on the surface of the sand.
"This is amazing! I can't see anything at all, as though it is invisible!" Forbes exclaimed from the side.
Lin Ke was proud of himself. His understanding of synthesis was top-notch! Unmatched in both theory and practice!
However, Lin Ke had waited for more than ten seconds and still didn't see Gerbil return.
"Gerbil! Stop being naughty, come back quick!" yelled Lin Ke again and tried to sense the location of Gerbil. However, he could only sense the location of Treasure Hunter Rat on his shoulder. He couldn't find Gerbil at all.
Thump!
Lin Ke suddenly felt something was wrong. Although he didn't know how far his sensing range was, he couldn't sense anything at all. He was very anxious…
"Gerbil!"
"Gerbil?"
"Gerbil—"
"Gerbil…"
"Ger… bil…"
"…Ger… bil…"


By accident, Lin Ke joins the ranks of Qidian transmigrators and returns to half a year before the virtual reality online game ‘Destiny’ officially launches their servers to become an unknown NPC in the game.
With his 1-point Luck, danger befalls Lin Ke the moment he enters the game. While surrounded by peril, he surprisingly activates an amazing in-game device that can synthesize animals and other materials into monsters. With that, his Monster Security Company rises to the top and towers above the rest!
Lin Ke eliminates villains with one hand and players with the other, happily culling them down.
Six years later…
As Lin Ke drives his super-fortress about and looks at his Starlight Devourer, Magic Phoenix, and Zerg Queen… Close to tears, he wails, “How things have changed. Paul the Great Emperor, if you still refuse to show up, the players are gonna take me as the final boss and take me out!”

To say it was a hoard of zombie rats was too simplistic for it soon became apparent that there were numerous zombified rodents in the rotting mass moving swiftly towards the wall.  The smallest, the mice and voles were the most numerous, weaving in and out of their larger cousins, making themselves very hard targets to hit individually, but still crushed in volume beneath the weight of fist sized rocks that had been manipulated by gravity, making them much more deadly.  Rabbits and hares, the largest leapt up at the wall, launching themselves at it, fortunately the wall was high enough, at least in the beginning, for the rodents began to pile up at the walls, creating a platform from which the creatures could jump.  This pile was also a larger target for balls of black fire that once touched the dry flesh and bone, quickly ignited and spread.

Smoke from the burning corpses filled the air with the pungent smell of death and disease, threatening also to mar the defenders vision, however a deft breeze dispersed the worst of it.  Lightning paralysed a squirrel that had scampered up the walls and this was finished off by a bludgeon weapon.   Ice pinned down several monstrosities at a distance.  Paul, who was throwing knives and projectiles, as were a few others, noticed the oddity first.

"Look," he cried out, flinching as a gunshot sounded.  "Look at what the rats are doing!"

Of course their attention was captured by that scene for a moment, however what the rats were doing actually occurred in many places at once.  The rats were not as numerous as first thought and happened to be spread out amongst the mass of rodents.  Their movement was much more stilted as well, for they paused from time to time before running along with the rest.  And during that point in which they stopped, they bowed down to consume the squashed or killed remnants of their companions, eating the rotting flesh in large mouthfuls!

"It's like when the herd ate the dogs," Paul murmured, before a ball of lightning whizzed past his head and electrocuted the gerbil about to take a bite.  

"Pay attention!" Dexter demanded.

The rats paused before the burning mound of former rodents, while those around them leapt into the inferno, without any form of self preservation.  A few squirrels fell from the wall, captured in blocks of ice.  Their frozen forms disappeared into the spreading flames, but there was no calming of the flames with the melting of the ice.  One rat squeaked angrily as a heavy flint fell from the heavens towards it, however it managed to dodge, unlike the rabbit beside it.  The creature looked at the rabbit, then turned to the rat nearby.  These tricky rodents seemed wiser than the rest of the seething, brainless mass and began to back away, hissing and squeaking in fury.

"Woe, shit!" Jimmy shot an undead squirrel that had scampered up the wall from the other side, it's tail no more than a flat scrap of rotten flesh.  

"They breeched the walls?"  Indeed, a smaller, nearly unnoticed run of rodents was running along the ground inside their fortifications, having breeched the walls of the southern most mansion at some point.  The stairs were steep enough, though that only the squirrels could still clamber up them, though a rabbit tried its luck, hopping up them only to be blasted away by a force of air.  A series of fire balls followed, red fire rather than the deadly black, but still enough to kill and burn many of the rodents.  Vines hidden within the hedges snatched at the ones to escape the flames.

Chang Min's stone rain suddenly paused.  "Master!" He yelled out in a panic.  "I heard a scream!"  Ren Zexian paled.  A Cultivator of Chang Min's ability naturally had hearing above and beyond, it would not be beyond his scope to hear loud sounds from the main house.  It seemed that the small breech from the southern walls had not been the only one.

Without consideration for others, Ren Zexian leapt down from the wall and rushed towards the house.  He was followed by Jonah, though at a slower pace, however there was no way this man would not try and protect his lover and child from whatever was threatening them.  Unfortunately, with Ren Zexian missing, the flames stopped their endless spread and simply burned the corpses at a more sedate pace, the heat no longer as intense.  The red eyes of the rats twinkled in realisation and no longer hesitated.  The continuous mass began to smother the flames with their rotten bodies.

"Cole, attempt to create spikes using the earth!" Chang Min instructed.  Cole's twin abilities, despite their namesakes were the manipulation and the alteration of earth, meaning he could use the dirt of the ground make varying shapes or move it to where he wanted it too and he could change the soil into sand.  Chang Min had advised him that as his abilities developed, he would also be able to shape and manipulate stone, chalk and sand, and even alter these thinks into other types of earth.  He'd been practicing turning soil into sand and moving soil, hence being able to make those pits.  He had not tried much else as the Winter had frozen the ground for a long time.  Still, he knew the theory.

Gritting his teeth, he gestured and a series of small spines grew upward from the ground.  Unfortunately, the damage was minimal, the rodents either too agile, or the spines too small.  Chang Min's spikes had better effect, but even then, they only speared a few rabbits and squirrels.  "Min, it's not working.  They are too fast!"

Chang Min switched back to creating a rain of rocks, however more of the rodents were reaching close to the height of the wall.  Arthur batted a rabbit that leapt in range and sent it flying.  Jimmy blasted several through the skull with bullets, but his ammo was running thin.  Harry resorted to kicking the squirrels and mice with his steel toe cap boots.  Tyler suddenly had an epiphany.  He'd been so focused on creating ice, he'd forgotten that trick!  Water rained thickly upon the thickest mass of rodents, including several of the tricky rats.  

"Dexter!  Send some bolts now!" He yelled out, before summoning another deluge.

Dexter's eyes flashed, catching on with Tyler's meaning and a blast of intense, white lightning descended onto the soaked bodies and was drawn outward like a web, crackling over the water and zombie rodents.  The smell of singed fur joined the rank air and many of the bodies twitched as the electricity continued to course through them.

The few remaining rats fled and for a moment, the hoard continued its mindless attack upon the wall, before things became chaotic.  That wasn't to say that a few rodents did not leap at the columns of fresh, living flesh upon the wall, seeking to taste, just that a few of the rodents turned on each other.  Mice ate the remnants of the unmoving rabbits, squirrels bit and scratched at the voles and one hare raced after a hamster before biting it in half.  The hare then found its own demise on the spire of earth that formed from below its body.

Perhaps the most noticeable thing was that these few rodents targeted the most vulnerable, the heavily wounded or paralysed, in the mass or ate that which had died.  Otherwise, the humans were still a much more interesting a choice meal.

Oh, but it happened that the rats did not flee very far, before many met their end at the vengeful teeth of a large black dog that appeared from a sudden fog.

 Cole wobbled upon the wall, his stance becoming precarious and he found himself held up by Arthur as he panted for breath.  Patrick was also looking worse for wear and unashamedly used Harry and Winston as his shields as he caught his breath.  Dexter and Tyler gritted their teeth as they continued to plow through the smaller numbers along with Chang Min, who hadn't yet broken a sweat.  Later, someone would ask him why he hadn't opened a big pit in the ground and buried the undead within and he would say that the wall would not cope with the tremors such a sudden crack may cause.  However, this would become the basis of certain traps formed for ground sieges such as this at a later time.

"How do you reckon things are back at the house?" Jimmy asked Monika, who accurately pinned a squirrel to the ground with a thrown blade.  She could only shrug in response to his query.  

They would find out soon enough, she thought, once they had cleared away the last of this threat.  But she sincerely hoped that they would not have to face another one as soon as they returned home.

Ren Zexian had lived 10,000 years, had experienced many things, had lived through many things.  That included the death of his own realm.  But what he never expected to experience was a zombie apocalypse.

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Currently updating once a week on Mondays.

Third Entry: My Royal Aunt the Gerbil
Day 25 Fire
Two days has now pass since my birthday gathering. My mother was supposed to continue with my lessons on how to create a balance garden, but she was summoned to the imperial palace this morning, so my maternal grandma taught me in her place. 

Apparently, my 1st royal aunt is still a gerbil, due to the fact that none of the Royal Mages could break the enchantment that my Aunt Lydia placed on her, so my mother was summoned to break the enchantment. I wonder how does a creature of her size looks like when throwing an uncontrollable tantrum? I should had asked my mother to tag along to see for myself.


Fourth Entry: My Royal Aunt From A Gerbil to A Tyrant
Day 31 Fire
It has now been over a week, since my birthday celebration and my royal aunt hatred towards my mother and her relatives has increased. I heard one of our maids gossiping about how my 1st royal aunt sent my mother a letter, demanding not only a verbal apology from my Aunt Lydia, but also, she should report to her to receive a punishment for verbally and physically assaulting a member of royalty. It was a disagreement between to adults and she was the one who had started throwing insults first. Not to mention most of her compliments and insults were directed at the ladies in the 2nd prince's household. Of course, my Aunt Lydia had the right to defend her family. It might had not ended so well if my father was the one to take action. 

It's so odd how my 1st royal aunt behaves more and more like a child every time I see her. She's such an awful person that she didn't even say a few words of "Thanks" after my mother had turned her back into a person. She roared and threaten my mother as if it was her fault that she was turned into a little critter. I seriously pray for our kingdom if she becomes our next Queen. 

No wonder my cousin acts so spoiled and rotten with a foul mouth. Whatever happened to the guidelines that royals should have outstanding manners, an understanding nature, and moral self-awareness?

This a not a novel or short story. Each chapter are represent as diary entries based on a young royal thoughts and experiences. She not only talks about herself as a royal,  she writes about the life as a descendant of one of the first magical beings. Her diary also doubles as her writing journal, where she makes notes of all herbs, animals and fae creatures that she has encountered. Along with a few magical spells and potions. 

This world's calendar is based on a week with six days. Seasonal months that consist of 91-92 days. Each day is based on a innate magic talent. Light is Monday. Water is Tuesday. Earth is Wednesday. Wind is Thursday. Fire is Friday. Saturday is Dark.

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Hello all. I wrote this for the one chapter challenge contest, but now that it's over, I'm going to separate the pages, so that it's easier to read.

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