10 years ago they were lovers.
10 years later they are strangers.

 "Qin Guan, you’d better give some thought to his suggestion. If you look down upon the university theater club, I could recommend you to the actor union on Broadway."
 "Large theaters have strict regulations, but if you pass the test of the union or get approval from famous actors in the circle, you’ll do great things on Broadway."
 Qin Guan shook his head at Wendy’s kind words. Although Broadway played an important role in the entertainment circle in the US, it was only a small part. Considering their limited audience, both musicals and dramas were in an awkward position.
 Besides, long-term rehearsals and tours did not fit in Qin Guan's schedule.
 Out of respect for Wendy, Qin Guan didn't try to mess with her. He gave her a detailed explanation instead.
 Different people had different aspirations. Wendy loved Broadway, but she would never force others to love it. The reasonable girl gave up her plan to convince Qin Guan.
 Qin Guan and Xu Xiaoxiao left, ignoring the light in Wendy's eyes.
 Xu was a cunning guy though. Although he had an idea about Qin Guan's plan, he thought Qin Guan shouldn't let that chance go so easily. He tried to explain the benefits to Qin Guan.
 Being a member of the theater club was a unique experience.
 "Hey, dude! Don't be silly. You’ll be an important member of the club. You are even better than the students from the Art Department. It will be a rich experience that will get you offers from big companies in the future. You shouldn’t say no to that."
 Qin Guan grinned at Xu. "Who cares? I’ll return to China after I graduate."
 Xu was astonished by his splendid smile. He followed Qin Guan, thinking of the old photos his grandfather often caressed in his spare time. "Is China really that good?"
 Qin Guan nodded firmly. "Of course. It is perfect!"
 "We have the financial center in New York, there’s Hollywood in Los Angeles, and the iron planes in Seattle."
 "We have everything in China. We also have nothing. You have to experience it yourself. I’m inviting you to China. You should come to my home court."
 Xu fell silent. He secretly decided that he would go to China someday. I’ve heard that Chinese people can't even afford tea...
 Time passed peacefully. Qin Guan had gotten used to the homework by now. He was leading a regular life.
 The routine tests would be over at 12:00 every day. Then the papers would arrive in the afternoon. Qin Guan was fully prepared, so he saved a lot of time each day.
 He decided to execute his plan in Manhattan. It was not his fault he would have to work part-time one month after arriving in Manhattan.
 They spent 3,000 dollars a week, and it cost a week’s wages for Cong Nianwei to have a haircut on Times Square.
 She didn't ask for a lot. She simply cut her hair shorter. Qin Guan couldn’t help but use the word "f*ck" to describe the prices in New York.
 John invited Qin Guan to the LEE headquarters in Kansas. Thanks to his recommendation, the designer had sent an invitation to Qin Guan.
 After checking his schedule, Qin Guan apologized to John. "I have only one day off in October. Your launching event will still be in the early stages. I have no time for that."
 John roared angrily, "This is about your future development! I have made so much effort to get you this chance! New York Fashion Week will take place in late October. It’s among the top four international fashion weeks. If you get that chance, you won't need to go to f*cking auditions!"
 "You are an Asian stranger in New York. Nobody will be interested in you!"
 Unconsciously, Qin Guan recalled the old professors back at his college. If they knew that their best student skipped classes for a part-time job, they would hang him upside down.
 Sometimes, giving up was necessary. Qin Guan took a long breath. "John, I started my career from being a nobody. I’ve been to auditions before. Why couldn’t I do it again? You know how strong I am. Believe in me! I’ll see you at New York Fashion Week."
 Then he hung up, feeling very ambitious.
 John looked at the silent receiver, grinding his teeth. He was at a bar, and the phonograph was playing soft music. A girl in a short skirt smiled at him.
 "May I treat you to a glass of wine, honey?"
 In the flirty night, John temporarily forgot about his Asian fairy.
 Qin Guan prepared his resume and sent his homework to Prof. Martin. He wondered if there was a place for him on Times Square, where the most designers and clothing companies gathered from all over New York.
 New York gave the impression that it was the center of finance and press. Actually, that was only part of the truth. The city had important ports, but it was also the largest fashion center in America.
 That contradicting combination was perfectly embodied on Times Square and Chelsea Street.


Qin Guan was reborn and sent back to his final semester in High School 18 years ago. Getting a second chance at life, he works hard to turn things around and eventually become a Prince Charming. What will his life be like the second time around? What will he have to go through? How will he succeed in turning from a loser into a Prince Charming? Read this story carefully and find out!

Shania had also taken notice of the recent media reports. She was not blind or deaf. She was aware of the things that the fans did in the stands and at the training ground. If she were about her thoughts, she would certainly be selfish and want Twain to stay by her side and quit. However, after more than a decade with her husband, she also knew that only he could make the final decision. Therefore, she cleverly chose to remain silent.
At such times, she could only choose to trust her husband.
"I'll have to hold a press conference in a few days to announce whether I'm staying or leaving," Twain suddenly said during dinner, which surprised Shania a little. While the media was abuzz with speculation a few days ago, Twain kept mum at home.
She was keenly aware of something.
"It's time to resolve all this," Twain said.
Her guess was right.
However, Shania did not "What's your decision?" but just nodded and did not say anything.
Twain was not surprised by Shania's reaction, so he did not offer to explain what he would say at the press conference.
There was a mutual understanding between the two of them.
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The question of whether Twain would stay or leave obviously affected the team's performance. Nottingham Forest came close to losing against Fulham in an away game during the weekend. Fortunately, Balotelli broke through Fulham's goal with a beautiful free-kick at the last minute to equalize the score at 1:1 and save the team a point. However, because of the tie in the game, their ranking did not continue to rise but remained in seventh place.
For the Forest team to end up with a tie against Fulham was still lucky. In terms of both overall skills and actual situation, Nottingham Forest was at a complete disadvantage. If the Fulham striker had not been too wasteful with opportunities, they would have been defeated even if Balotelli had scored a goal.
Perhaps Fulham did not expect Nottingham Forest to play so poorly. They were overly excited.
For example, there were a few occasions when the goal was almost empty, and it was easier to score in such situations, but the Fulham striker excitedly shot too hard and pumped the ball straight into the stands behind the goal...
After the game, Twain admitted in an interview that he and his team had been "very, very, very lucky" today, which were his original words. He had used "very" thrice.
However, he did not criticize the team's performance.
He knew that the team's erratic performance had something to do with himself. If the crew of a ship did not know whether their most beloved captain would be able to stay after this adventure and continue to lead them to take on the world, they would grow doubtful and be swayed. It would naturally affect their combat effectiveness in battle.
Twain had thought that by staying silent, he could minimize the impact. It turned out that he was wrong. He must give his crew a decision to let them know what the future would hold.
A reporter asked, "I'd heard you promised to give a reply to the fans who want you to stay?"
Twain did not deny it. Instead, he nodded and replied, "Yes. When I get back to Nottingham, I'll announce the matter at a press conference."
The reporter did not expect Twain to answer so readily. He thought he heard wrong and hurriedly asked again, "Are you saying that you will announce whether you will be staying after the end of the season when you return to Nottingham?"
Twain nodded and did not say anything anymore. However, it was enough. The media and fans were excited by Twain's answer. As for the game... Who cared?
　　※※※
On the way back to Nottingham from London on the bus, Twain found that Evan Doughty was around, and he came to him on his own initiative.
"David..." He looked at Kerslake, the assistant manager who sat with Doughty.
Kerslake was a smart man. He knew Evan must have something to discuss with Twain from the looks of it and that it had something to do with Twain's going or staying. Therefore, he got up and gave his seat to the chairman while he saw in the seat behind, next to Eastwood.
While Kerslake gave up his seat, Twain did not say a word but looked up at the two men who exchanged seats.
When Evan sat down, he did not beat about the bush, got right to the point, and asked, "Have you made up your mind, Tony?"
Twain nodded.
"I guess it's not a good decision for me. Can I persuade you to change your mind?"
Twain shook his head and said, "If you still want my friendship, Evan, you won't do that."
Evan Doughty turned his eyes away and looked ahead with some disappointment.
Seeing how disappointed Evan Doughty was, Twain could not bear to stay indifferent, so he consoled him: "There is a saying in China that states, 'If the old doesn't go, the new will not come.' The same holds true for the Forest team and you. If I, the old guy, don't leave, how can you have a fresh new wind?"
Evan Doughty did not care about any Eastern proverbs. He only cared about one thing and said, "But I can't think of any new manager that would be as good as you. I've been looking for more than four years, but I still haven't found him."
Twain smiled. It looked like it was going to be easy for Evan to accept his departure. He just had to find him a suitable successor.
"Of course, I have a good candidate for the new Nottingham Forest manager. I think very, very highly of him. He can definitely bring the Forest team back on track."
Evan Doughty was stunned by Twain's comments because the unruly Twain seldom used such blatant flattering words to describe a man, so he searched through world-class managers in his mind.
"Don't tell me it is Mourinho?"
It was the only answer he could think of because the two had similar temperaments and he was the only person whom Twain could think so highly of.
He did not expect Twain to shake his head.
"No, it's not."
He did not explain to Evan why Mourinho was not the man. He just named his candidate.
"It's Dunn."
The name gave pause to Evan. He was not shocked, but... he basically could not recall who this Dunn was.
Twain saw the doubt in his eyes, but it did not mean anything. It was normal that the chairman of a football club could not remember an assistant manager who had left the team eight years ago. At the time, Evan was full of self-importance and was not concerned about the people and things around him.
"Do you still remember when I first brought him to the club and wanted you to give him a job?" Twain slowly recounted the story to Evan. Anyway, it was almost two hours' drive from London to Nottingham, so he had time. The journey was boring, and it was rather interesting to tell stories.
That was when Evan remembered. "That Chinese young man?"
Twain nodded and said, "He started as a regular coach in the youth team and worked as the manager of the youth team, First Team coach and assistant manager of the First Team. He left the club seven-and-a-half years ago to become the manager of Notts County team and now Notts County is ranked midstream in the EFL Championship."
When he heard "Notts County", Evan frowned. When he heard again that it was currently just a midstream team in the English Football League Championship, his frown grew deeper.
Twain naturally took note of Evan's reaction.
"Tony, this man..."
"You don't think he's famous and has an impressive enough resume?"
Evan nodded. It was what he thought. He felt strongly that a manager without prestige could not control the locker room. How many of the managers who had been brought in before could manage the big-name players? Almost none of them could control the locker room, so it became factional and the team fell apart. How could they have the strength to compete? If the manager's resume was not stellar, it meant that there were no brilliant results and it would not impress the public. Neither could it convince him that the team would have a brilliant future in this person's hands. Furthermore, the lack of brilliant results also implied that he did not have enough experience to play big. Nottingham Forest was a Premier League team and its goal was in Europe. Was an English Football League Championship manager able to cope with that level of competition?
"Not all managers need to rely on their own prominence to manage the locker room. It doesn't matter if his resume does not look good because it is easier to draw a better picture on a piece of blank paper," Twain said. "Before I got my first championship trophy, my resume didn't even look as good as Dunn's."
His words were true. Twain's resume really did not look good when he first made his debut. He lost his team's chance of qualifying for the Premier League in the most crucial game. Shortly after, he was sacked and returned to the youth team. Then, when he became Forest's First Team manager again, he had only half a season of First Team coaching experience. However, he still created the most glorious 11 years in the history of Nottingham Forest Football Club.
If Evan had kicked Twain out for not being famous and having a bad resume, perhaps Nottingham Forest would never have had that kind of glory.
"And Dunn is indeed capable enough. He just needs a better stage than Notts County. Think about the Nottingham Derby in January, when his team did well and was ahead of us for 45 minutes. I'm sure he'll do great work for you if he's given time."
"A Chinese man..." Evan was still a little worried and was not willing to be persuaded by Twain just like that.
"What's wrong with that?" Twain raised his eyebrows and added, "Chen Jian is also Chinese, but he is now part of our main force." Actually, Twain was itching to say to Evan:
I am a real Chinese man and Dunn is the true Englishman. If you're unwilling to believe in a Chinese man, it means you don't believe me. Is that it? But I've won so many championship titles...
He certainly could not say such words aloud. Twain only muttered a few remarks in his heart to express scorn for Evan's prejudiced views.
Following which, Evan fell into a long silence. The bus was moving fast and smoothly on the highway, with the players and coaches each doing their own thing. Some people listened to music with headphones on and some took a nap with their eyes closed. Some people even played games with their handheld consoles and cell phones.
Twain adjusted the angle of the back of his seat slightly and leaned back, intending to catch a few winks on the bus. As he had said, he was prone to feeling sleepy. He took the opportunity to get some rest to keep a clear head.
Evan did not seem to pay any more attention to Twain and continued in silence. Twain did not care that the club chairman was next to him either and closed his eyes to sleep right away.
　　※※※
Twain woke up when the bus arrived in Nottingham. He found that Evan Doughty was still sitting next to him. Doughty looked like he waited for him to wake up.
"What's on your mind, Evan?" He asked.
Hearing Twain's question, Evan seemed to rouse himself from deep thought and turned to look at Twain. He said, "I was wondering if your recommended successor would be willing to live in your shadow..."
Twain pulled a face. He had thought about this issue before. To Dunn, this arrangement of his might be a bit overbearing. Twain had always considered problems from his own point of view but did not seem to consider Dunn's. A young manager with little to show for in his resume suddenly wanted to become Tony Twain's successor. Such pressure was enough to overwhelm many ordinary people with poor mental strength.
However, having interacted with Dunn for so long and sharing the same unspeakable secret, Twain was fully convinced that Dunn was not an ordinary man.
"In the first few years, there may be such an influence," Twain muttered, "But it will get better slowly. Take it slow, Evan. The Forest team still has a long, long way to go..."
Evan sighed and knew he was not able to convince the stubborn man next to him.
"Very well. When would be a good time for me to approach him?"
"Wait until the season is about to end. If it's too soon, the groundless talk in the media could cause a needless stir." Twain was very glad that Evan had finally decided to accept Dunn. In that way, he was partially at ease already.
What about the other part?
As the bus pulled into Wilford, Evan patted Twain on the shoulder before getting out of the bus and said, "When do you think it's best to have a press conference, Tony? The club can arrange it for you."
"Erm..." Twain opened his mouth and looked at Evan Doughty's back as he alighted the bus, thinking that he must be feeling pleased for turning the tables...
He thought of the fans, full of anticipation, the banners dancing in the stands. Twain felt that it was much harder to deal with the fans than with the boss...
It was the truth. He had to consider feelings when dealing with the fans...


This is a story about the pursuit of victory.

— "I subscribe only to the theory of victory. I only pursue victory. As long as I am able to obtain victory, I don’t care if it’s total football or counterattack. What is the ultimate goal of professional soccer? In my opinion, it is victory, and the pinnacle of victory is to become the champions. I am a manager. If I don’t wish to lose my job or be forgotten by the people, there’s only one path for me to take, and that is to lead the team in obtaining victories, in obtaining championship titles!”

The main character was not well-liked by people.

— “⋯We conducted a survey which had been deemed by Manager Tony Twain as extremely meaningless. In a random street survey conducted, ninety-three percent of those surveyed chose the option ‘I hate Tony Twain’, while only seven percent chose the option ‘This person is rather decent, I like him’. It is worth noting that nobody chose the option ‘Who is Tony Twain? I don’t know him’. Mark, do you know why Manager Twain felt that our survey was very meaningless?” Parker, a reporter from <The Daily Telegraph> laughed loudly and said when he was being interviewed by BBC.

But there were also people who were madly in love with him.

— “⋯ Became the spokesperson of world-wide famous clothing brands, shot advertisements, frequented the fashion industry’s award ceremonies, endorsed electronic games, has a supermodel girlfriend. His earnings from advertisements exceed his club salary by seventeen times, owns a special column in various print medias, publishing his autobiography (in progress), and is even said that he is planning to shoot an inspirational film based off his own person experiences! Who can tell me which part of his life experiences is worthy of being called ‘inspirational’? Hold on⋯. Are you all thinking that I’m referring to David Beckham? You’re sorely mistaken! I’m talking about Manager Tony Twain⋯.”

He was very knowledgeable about Chinese soccer.

— “⋯ I’ve heard about it, that Bora gifted four books to his manager Mr. Zhu before your country’s national team’s warm up match. After which, the team lost 1:3 to a nameless American team from Major League Soccer. The new excuse that Mr. Zhu gave for losing the match, was that Bora gifted “books” (‘books’ and ‘lose’ are homophones in the Chinese language). Here, I recommend that you guys find out what that one specific book is. Which book? Of course the one that caused you all to score a goal. After that, tell me the title of the book. Before every match, I will gift ten copies of that same book to you. In that case, won’t you all be able to get a triumphant 10:0 win over your opponents every time?” An excerpt taken from Tony Twain’s special column in a certain famous Chinese sports newspaper.

The interviewer, looking through the application files said, "After I reviewed your applications, I had to invite you all for an interview to meet with you in person; your applications stood out to us. As you already have noticed, this area is hard to reach via public transit. So we expected an employee to have his or her own car. Do you all have a car?"
"Yes." Gun-Ho answered vigorously.  
Other female candidates answered the same. The job advertisement clearly said the company preferred someone with a car; so only the people with a car would have applied for the job. The director asked, looking at the file.
"Ms. Mi-Young Oh, you have quite a lot of work experience in the field. Do you have the level-1 computerized accounting certificate?"
"Yes, I do."
Gun-Ho looked at the lady, Mi-Young Oh, who was wearing glasses.
"Eek, I might not get this job. I only have the level-2 certificate. She has the level-1 in addition to work experience."
Gun-Ho was on pins and needles.
"Ms. Yoo-Mi Shin, you have the level-1 computerized accounting certificate, level-1 computer Word Processor, and ITQ Excel certificate. Oh, you all know how to use Excel, right?"
Everyone said yes except Gun-Ho; he hesitated. Closing his file, the director looked at Gun-Ho.
"Mr. Gun-Ho Goo? You are the only male here… You have work experience in a factory. Are you good at Excel?"
Gun-Ho added his work experience in the factories to his resume, but he didn't clearly write that the experience was from the work in a production line. The director seemed to understand Gun-Ho's work experience as an experience in an office in a factory. Gun-Ho didn't know how to do Excel; he was sweating.
"I will learn."
As Gun-Ho said so, everyone in the room looked at him strangely. The director said with a smile.
"As you all know, a bookkeeper should know well how to work with Excel. Our company uses Douzone accounting program. Sometimes, we store backup data in Excel."
Out of the four applicants, two had the level-1 certificate, and everyone except Gun-Ho knew well how to work with Excel. Gun-Ho felt embarrassed. He thought having the level-2 certificate was enough to apply for this type of job, but it wasn't.
"The bookkeeper lady in Dongil Tech where I work for right now doesn't have any certificate. I am so surprised there are so many people with the level-1 certificate."
Gun-Ho wanted to leave the interviewing site.  He didn't remember how the rest of the interview process went.
"I was a big frog in a small pond!"
After the interview, driving out of the interviewing site, Gun-Ho felt shocked.
"The ladies are younger than me, but they have the level-1 computerized accounting certificate, and good at Word Processor, Excel, and PowerPoint. My life has been a waste."
Gun-Ho wanted to cry. He felt like his current job as a factory worker in his current factory was meant for him and his true vocation. When he returned to the factory, the team leader gave him a bright smile.
"Did you go to see a doctor? What did they say?"
"I feel better after getting an injection and a pill. They said I would be okay after some rest."
"Then why did you come back to work? You should have gone home and taken a rest."
"I'm okay."
"Man, okay. Good. The truck just came in. Let's go and help them with the loading."
 
A few days later, Gun-Ho received a text message from the AH Tech where he applied for a bookkeeper position.
"We are sorry to inform you that you have not been selected for the bookkeeping position this time. We hope to have an opportunity to work with you next time. We appreciate your interest."
"They don't have to show me this type of kindness." 
Gun-Ho deleted the text message right away.
"For a bookkeeping position, Excel is a must. I applied for the position without knowing it… Of course, those people at the interviewing site laughed at me."
Gun-Ho registered for an Office Automation class at the vocational school in Uijeongbu City.  He wanted to acquire a certificate for Word Processor and Excel. He knew how to use Word Processor, so he wanted to get the certificate this time.
"Once I get more certificates, my resume will look good with two to three additional lines."
Gun-Ho received hands-on training on office computer skills after work at the vocational school, rubbing his sleepy eyes. Excel seemed interesting after Gun-Ho tried a few tables, but creating complex ones was still confusing.
"Do not doze off and pay attention here." The instructor explained pointing Excel tables on a screen. "Look. You get the total amount automatically, right? Once you put the function, you get the average as well."
The instructor looked really smart. Gun-Ho almost got the illusion that the instructor knew everything in the world. The instructor was a woman younger than Gun-Ho.
"These days, women seem smarter than men. I don't know much. I came this far because Master Park from the philosophy hall and Cheongdam Town Chairman Lee put this idea in my head, but I am still not sure if I am meant to do this."
"Okay, let's get the total average. Did you all get 76?"
All students except Gun-Ho got the right answer, 76; Gun-Ho got 48.
"You didn't put the right function. Please do as I explained."
Every time this sort of things happened, Gun-Ho felt depressed and wondered if he had to continue doing this.
"Am I doing all this for nothing?"
 
The cost of the commute to the vocational school wasn't small.
"The classes are free since they are sponsored by the government, but I have to commute a distance of over 40 kilometers. Damn. It's a lot."
To make things worse, Gun-Ho couldn't find a parking spot around the vocational school today; so he parked in a residential area and hit the fence of a house. As a result, his rear bumper was dented; it looked ugly.
"Fuck! It will cost a lot to repair that bumper."
Time cures all things. After a few months, Gun-Ho got the certificate for Word Processor and Excel.  He called Jong-Suk.
"Jong-Suk?"
"Hey, bro. What's up?"
"Did you have a chance to use your welder certificate?"
"Nah. Holding the certificate is not enough. I need work experience."
"Then just get a job in any factory to gain work experience."
"I was thinking about that too, but I have to go Bucheon to my parents."
"Why?"
"My dad is ill. He was diagnosed with stomach cancer."
"Oh, really?"
"He is in Korea Cancer Center Hospital in Ilsan District right now. My mom has to run the restaurant by herself, so she needed my help."
"Oh, I see. I am so sorry to hear that."
"So I have to go Bucheon to help my mom."
"Don't worry too much. I heard stomach cancer at an early stage can be effectively treated."
"Oh, bro. Did you find any bookkeeping job?"
"I applied for one and failed."
"Why? Because you don't have work experience?"
"Not that. Highly qualified chicks applied for the same job, so I didn't get it."
Jong-Suk giggled. "So are you currently working on your qualification?"
"I've already acquired a few computer related certificates: World Processor and Excel. Once I see another job opening for a bookkeeper, I will immediately apply for it."
"Wow. You are incredible."
"What?"
"Comparing you 6 months ago, you are fancy now. You have the certificates for Word Processor and Excel in addition to level-2 computerized accounting certificate."
"Am I?"
"The magic of Master Park from Gangnam philosophy hall and Cheongdam Town Chairman Lee seem to be working properly."
"Silly! Go wash and go to bed early. I'll let you go for the night."

This is the story of a poor young man whose poverty even shreds apart their family willing to climb his way through society and into the top. A very realistic novel that moves away from fantasy and sci-fi and focuses solely on the issues of society and life.

Kite: Today the hellish train restart i fear what this devil have in head...

To my surprise  he asks me to open my world and told me to go near the tree.

Pyros: " Sit and close your eyes, breath slowly put your mind in peace.

When that's done , imagine mana gathering inside your heart."

Kite: I do like he told and can sense something , small line start appear in my vision , but my eyes was close what happened!!

Pyros: " When you see something describe it to me."

Kite:  " I can see eight small line who seems to move down but don't know where"

Pyros: " Alright good job for your 1rst try  eight line you see,  WHAT EIGHT!!!! Quickly try to sense color on this line, to do this imagine you probe them with mana"

Kite:  His reaction stun me, but i do what he asks, that's more hard to do sweat start  appear on my head.

" I see a brown,a green, a red, a blue, a pale white, a dark. The two last are strange she is dark too but have silver tread around.

The last have a shining yellow but with the down move she also seems to have another move, like she turns on herself  in a wheel movement. 

Can't describe it more."

Pyros:" Hahaha  you are a more terrifying guys than this Lyna."

Kite:" Explain you better, i understand nothing what are this?"

Pyros:" This line are your element affinity, people always have one.

Some birth with two, three happened sometimes, and four affinity are very rare.

But you brat you have the six affinity, and two mores that i have never heard!!!

I can think of  what they are but can't be sure, so i will not tell you about them for now.

Memorize this the brown=earth, blue=water, red=fire, green=Wind, the pale white= light, and the dark = darkness.

All you have to know that's you can use the spell of all affinity at full efficiency.

People with three or four are extremely powerful, do you why?"

Kite:" Cause they can use lot of spell at full efficiency which lead them  to counter their opponents?"

Pyros:" This but the more important, they can combine it.

Think of a Wind spell like a tornado what happen if i infuse it with Fire?"

Kite:" A flaming tornado , the Wind will increase the flame heat!!!"

Pyros:" That's right, you have to recall something before we resume the training.

You can't combine all like water and fire oppose each other, the element  interact like that.

Water> Fire>Earth>Wind,  Light=Darkness .

If an affinity are near you can't combine them so earth and water work well together like wind and fire.

Light and darkness oppose each other but can be use with the 4 others.

Mastering all this affinity will take you countless thousands years...

I will send Balmung gryff before the next step to buy you something.

A smithing book this mountain of ore have to  be smelt before we have no more place!!!

Kite: Eight affinity, two unknown what happen with me. I have not resolved the mystery of the seal and now another one come...

Pyros:" I have no expected this to happened When i have seen your spell on the status tablet,have thought you have a lot with a low efficiency. 

Now your future power seems limitless of course you have to survive for this.

 I will go out to send the gryff, stay here and practice the method to sense your affinity."

Kite: I enter in meditation another time "BANG" 

"Hum where i am ? My head that hurt what happen?"

I am alone in a forest, near me a chest i open it.

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A paper note

Shovel *1


Saw *1


Chisel *1


Hammer *1


Smithing skill book *1


Steelaxe *1


Lingot Mold *1


Lumberjack skill book *1
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On the paper i can read:

This is your next training, you have to survive two months in the nature.

Cause of Aura passive skill you have been granted one week preparation , after this the monster formation repels will disappear, the formation have a circumference of one kilometers

 Good luck Pyros.

PS: Don't think to use your spiritual world i stay in to check you don't cheat.

This man i swear one day i will kill him, wait till i become stronger.

Be quiet  Kite and think hard, what have you read about survival book.

That's recall me a story book have read on Earth "Robin Crusoe", 1rst i have to explore and find a place with water.

Water and food secure  high priority, i start explore i only have one week to prepare before the hell begin.

One hour later i found what i want a river flow peacefully, i can't see the bottom and the other side at twenty meters.

I now have to learn the skill book that will reduce my stamina use, i will need some wood for my project.

2 hours later:


/
Smithing learn.

Recipe learn: Forge creation


Lumberjack learn.


Reduce stamina when cutting tree.
/

I take out my axe and start cut down the tree around, five hours later completely exhausted i rest within a tree.

I have cut eight trees, each have a ten meter trunk diameter, don't think this will take so many times.

I rest before resume my work i start take of all of their branch and foliage, i will use the foliage for a temporary bed.

Next with the axe i take off the bark of one tree, after that i use the saw to cut some plank from it.

This provide me thirty planks for start my house, plank house? Wait i miss something i have nothing to fix the plank!!!

This will be nice if i have some nail....'Sigh' no choice i will have to build  a forge before resuming my project.

I check the blueprint inside my smithing skill windows, i will need some stone. 

I have no mountain around so the only way are below, taking the shovel i choose a place and start dig in diagonal.

I take my time don't want to haste it and provoke a landslide, this devil plot are enough to kill me don't want to add to it by acting like an idiot.

After digging twenty meters i have the luck to find stone, i take my pickaxe and start extract a square block  stone .

This lead to a 2*2*2 meter square stone, i lift it without problem thank to my strength and go outside.

Now i have to use the hammer and chisel to create this primitive forge.

When i think of that, the skill book and tool all of it are useful for survive, i suspect that if i have not mined some ore i will have found nail in the chest

It seems that's not the 1rst time this devil do that, who know how many have suffered from him.

Using the blueprint instruction, i start remove fifty cm from the top to form a bowl with a small hole, that's where the ore will be put and the liquid will  pass through the hole.

After that i dig the bottom of the rock to create an empty square, that's where the wood will be put.

All of this work take me some time when i finish the night start fall, no choice today i will have to sleep under the stars. 

I eat one of my last bread  and sleep on the foliage, exhausted by this day i fall in a deep sleep.

The bird sing wake me up, opening my spiritual world i enter it, he is really here....

Pyros: "Good morning brat what do you do here?" This evil smile on the face

Kite:" 'Sight' you know why i am here little b*****" taking some copper ore i exist.

Taking my axe i cut some log from one of the tree, and put it inside the forge.

With a Fireball i ignite it, i now have to stay for the heat  up enough to smelt the copper.

Something worried me without anvil how i am supposed to craft the nail.

This guys have thought to all for now so i don't think that's a mistake, i have to think for a solution.

I can only think of one thing i have never used my "Wild Crafter" skill, but i don't know how it works.


/
Wild crafter

Use the element and world resource to craft what they need.
/


The description don't help a lot, will see when the lingot are ready.

Twenty min later the copper start melt and fill the mold, i don't have a bucket so i cast a freeze bolt on the mold to cool it.

Immediately  taking the lingot i put the mold in place and go take more ore in my world.

An hour later i have used all of my ore i now have 275 copper lingots, time to search how "Wild Crafter" work.

I start by trying open the skill but nothing happen, then i shout "nail" with the menu open  another fail.

Then holding the lingots i imagine it transforming into some nail, "bzzzzzz" a sound can be hear but nothing change.

So this need the imagination and another things but what. The wild crafter use the element and the resource, element,element  wait that's it!!!

I have to use the element, i close my eye and calm myself, i sense the line moving.

I imagine  my red line going to my hand and the line reach the lingot.

Then imagine the lingot melt and the liquid take the form of nail.

Opening my eyes to my joy some red nail float under my eyes, closing my eyes i imagine  the blue line going to this nail.

"Ding"

/
Congratulations you have found how use the special skill Wild Crafter by manipulating  your element and use your imagination.
Obtained Nail *20
/


This skill that's...that's a cheat !!! This system game won't allow this without a cost .

Checking my status my mana have been depleted , and no a small cost i have used 200 of it .

Project House time to go, i start by the floor don't want it to be made from earth.

If a monster have the earth affinity and come from below, i will  have a serious problem.

Don't want to be eat by a giant worm, i put a wood parket which cost me fifteen planks

I will need more plank have underestimated the cost, i use three of the previous cut tree and obtain ninety more planks.

I start by making the outside wall, for the door have to use my Wild skill another time. 

I create some hinge with it, then i separate the house in three room.

The bedroom, the kitchen and a working room,then i put a roof in a diagonal shape in case it rains. 

I go to my world and take all my tool who are inside and put them in the working room.

Before closing my world i shout: "see you later and don't eat my chickens !!!"

Survival check: water and food done, a place where live done. Next operation "Defense creation" 

But before i need some alchemist resource, i go wander in the forest with the hope to find what i need.

Fifteen min later the grass at my left start move, wait why this move monster are not supposed to be here.

Three small animal head emerge from the grass, they have a grey fur and they have two sharp ears.

/
Rabbit: lv 1. 1 star
An innocuous small cute animal
/

A rabbit did all earth extinct specie are in this world? No time to lose i cast Haste and catch them before they escape. 

One more specie for my Eden i open and throw them inside my world.

Thirty min later under a tree i see some mushroom with a green halo:
/
Sanguine amanite: grade 2
A mushroom with a potent poison don't eat it
/

Yes i have found it, of course i need it to create some poison potion.

I collect all of them for a total of nine, i resume my travel to see which treasure this forest  can offer .

Years 2xxx a Bell sounds can be heard, a purple light covered the sky. Golden pillar start appear between the purple cloud, one minute after these pillar shoot in countless direction. The people stuck by the pillar start flying and where take in the purple cloud. After ten minutes the sky became blue like nothing happened. After investigation one million people have been “kidnapped”, the scientific told alien prepare an invasion by studding humans, religious speech about Armageddon incoming, all talk, but no one knows where they are, this phenomenon was called “The Collect”, after hundred years another Collect begin and another million human where take. Since the 1rst collect twenty more have been done. 


Author note: Hello i hope you enjoy the story, i lake an editor to correct the chapters if someone interested after reading the chapters already made he can contact me with the comments section(better reply to one of my comments will see it more fast ).Good reading :)(33 chapters will be released )

Just as Nikeo saw Yui off, Midnight had reached the airport . Seeing Nikeo looking at departing Yui , a perverted smile touched Midnight's mouth.

Hugging Nikeo from behind she put her head on the startled Nikeo's shoulder and giggled in his ear .

"Huh , who is that? Oii .. leave me.."

"Ho Ho Ho .. such young birds ~.. and such bold desire huh? Ahh .. young love .. so lovely!"

"Wh Wh Wh-What are you saying!! What love birds!" Nikeo said in a panicked voice, his entire face blushing furiously.

"Ara ara… well anyway .. though your blushing face is extremely cute I have to report back to UA too. So let's go!"

"Wa-Wait , so you were the one sent to pick me up ? Then what was all that earlier?"

"Oh that .. Umm just some past time fun ? Tee-Hee!"

"Oi ! don't just tee-hee me!"

Midnight bundled Nikeo up into her car, then suddenly realized she didn't see any luggage with him. 

"Oi , where are your things?"

"Oh they are in my inventory.."

"Inventory? What is that?"

"Umm … lets say its a kind of magic I can do.. My quirk is Magic you see!"

"Magic??!!"

--------------

Backstory - 5 years ago

"Garuda-san. Why is it that only I can do the magic you are teaching me ?"

"That is because of the special magic energy you can utilize unique to your demonic race. Although there are other demonic races, Only rare races like Nurarihyon have an energy type of neutral category which can be converted to any type as they wish. Although primarily your Osore or Demon energy favors Illusion or Displacement type, but with training you can essentially utilize Almost every spell I own. However with your current control over your Osore, all you can manage are The Sword Magic, Wood Magic and Magus Arts as only they are closest to your Neutral Attribute Osore. Of course You have the Innate Illusion magic of your race, however only you can discover them on your own , I don't have any experience with those. "

---------------

Present time - In Midnight's Car

"Umm … lets say its a kind of magic I can do.. My quirk is Magic you see!"

"Magic??!! Wow … that is a type of quirk I have never imagine coming to reality. I thought tales of magic were only stories of olden times.. but our transformations have finally made it a reality huh ?"

"I wouldn't go as far, but yes it has been really useful so far when I have trained as it gives me a wide variety of options to choose from so I can be almost ready for any situation."

"Heee… that is a pretty special quirk.. I am sure in near future all Hero associations will be fighting for you."

"Ha Ha … that is a bit embarrassing "

Midnight asked a few more questions about his quirk , and Nikeo answered as much as he could without disclosing concrete details of his quirk. Garuda had strictly prohibited from telling anyone where his powers actually came from and their extent. This was for Nikeo's own safety.

Soon they reached UA and Midnight took Nikeo to the principal's office. 

"Umm , Midnight san. I have heard only a bit about the principal from …. my guardian. How would you describe him and how should I behave?"

"Ahhh … umm about that … Well he is cute … and adorable .. and umm extremely smart  … and umm rest you can see for yourself can't you !" Saying as much Midnight quickly opened the door "Nezu san, I have brought him. This is Nikeo, the new transfer student."

"Gou ! Welcome Nikeo Dragomir! " Under Nikeo's astonished eyes , Nezu , who looked like a big stuffed toy came towards him with his arms spread wide and dressed in a suit. "I think you would be much taller and manlier .. But you are very adorable and cute are you not?"

'That is not something I want to hear from a stuffed doll like guy like you!!' Nikeo shouted in his mind.

"Anyway, Midnight san! I will take care of Nikeo kun from now. You can go and resume your duties. The classes start from tomorrow after all."

"Hai Nezu san . I will get right on it! "

As soon as Midnight left , Nezu made Nikeo sit on the couch and served tea for both Nezu and Himself. 

"Umm , Nezu san . You don't need to do that. I can do it. "

"No No , it is what I would do for any guest."

After calmly finishing their tea after a few minutes

"Umm, so . What will be my class and place of residence Nezu san? Garuda san said you will be taking care of everything but didn't specify more than that.."

"Ouuu.. that just Like him ne… Even though he is my elder in age .. but he really is very careless in these matters.. Anyway… I have a proposition for you."

'Proposition ?' Nikeo was puzzled "What is it?"

"Ah , I was thinking of giving you two options. First is to get you a private apartment with amenities paid by the scholarship provided by the UA High which may increase or reduce depending on your performance in the years in high school."

"Well that sounds like a normal scholarship student life. What is the other one? "

"Well the other one is that you work part time in UA along with attending classes in morning. You will be employed like a part time employee in an internship and you can get used to this society and get exposure to various different heroes . Also you will have access to huge amounts of information since this is the top hero education institution in the country. So , what do you say ? Are you interested ?"

"I will get paid ? To do what ? "

"Ummm, as a start since Garuda san assured me that you are already on a pro hero level in control of your powers, I will count on you as an assistant during various training preparations and testings. And since I don't know the extent of your powers, other responsibilities might be added as we get to know the extent of what you can do . "

"That sounds pretty good Nezu san . I will take up the second option. "

"Alright. Since you are part of staff, if you like you can have a residence for yourself to stay in UA High Staff Residence Quarters."

"Wow !! really ? Free of charge ?"

"Of course. Even if temporary, you are still an employee. Anyway, rest of the things you will learn as you go forward. For now, for the first month , I just want you to get used to being here! Welcome to UA High, Nikeo ! "

"Thank you , Nezu San!!"

Reunions are either something to be excited about or something everyone dreads. For Megan, it is the latter. Had it been a high school or college reunion, she would have been fine. But the universe is apparently conspiring against her and she is forced to meet the very people who have contributed to the person she is now. Is she ready to confront the past she has been trying so hard to run away from? Or will she continue to dodge the demons that haunt her? 

While defining the true meaning of friendship, embarking on meaningful adventures, and realizing the ups and downs of life, this coming of age story takes you on an intriguing ride with a unique group of Filipino individuals.

The Tower (7)

The next morning.

When Yeon-woo arrived at Henova's smithy, he saw people fixing the shop's door.

They were people from Night Watch.

When he entered through the new door, the whole smithy was furnished with brand new furniture and smithing tools.

"So, do you like it?"

Yeon-woo smiled and spoke to Henova while his eyes were still fixed on the players from Night Watch running busily around the shop.

"Do I like what?"

"Your shop. It looks much better than before, doesn't it? By the way, now's your chance to thank me."

Henova snorted at Yeon-woo's joke with his short arm crossed.

"Hmph! I know you did this to have me make Gyges' Eye faster. Why would I thank you when you did this for your own sake? Besides, you didn't do any work here."

But unlike his harsh words, Henova's nose and ear were slightly red. It seemed he was too bashful to pay someone compliments.

'There was a word that refers to someone like him.'

Yeon-woo recalled a word he had heard back on Earth.

"Tsundere."

"Hmm? what did you say?"

Yeon-woo calmly shook his head. But he couldn't stop his mouth from curling up. He thought it was a relief he was wearing a mask at a time like this.

Henova looked at Yeon-woo again with a suspicious look on his face, but Yeon-woo kept pretending as if nothing happened.

The smile on Yeon-woo's mouth didn't go away for a long time.

It was a word that matched Henova too well.

*   *   *

And when the repairs were finished, Yeon-woo and Henova went back to their ordinary routine.

Both of them picked up a hammer again, one to finish the artifact, and the other to practice metallurgy.

*Tang* *Tang*

Just by looking at the surface, everything that happened last night seemed like a lie.

['Draconic Eyes' can now reveal more 'flaws'.]

['Draconic Eyes' skill proficiency has increased. 22.9%]

From some point onwards, Yeon-woo found himself completely fascinated with metallurgy.

He cast Draconic Eyes and gazed at the scorching piece of metal.

A thinly dotted line appeared along the edge of the metal freshly taken out its mold.

The lines only visible to Yeon-woo

'Flaws.'

Draconic Eyes was able to peek through the true nature of things.

This was done by reestablishing the information the caster originally had, calculating the most efficient route of achieving their goal and providing visible hints of the route.

Those visible hints are the 'flaws'.

And thanks to that, Yeon-woo was able to handle metal quite easily.

*Tang* *Tang*

The knowledge and techniques that Henova imparted to Yeon-woo were something worth over a thousand pieces of gold to any other blacksmith, and he was aware of this fact.

When Yeon-woo watched the way Henova handled the hammer, the bellow, and all the other tools, he could feel how much effort Henova poured into making a single piece of work.

Therefore, Yeon-woo tried to capture every single motion Henova made and memorize every single word Henova said.

And his practice based on such information helped Yeon-woo step up his forging several levels.

Others might have considered it as cheating.

'No wonder why the dragon race is known as the world's wisest race.'

Draconic Eyes, the eyes that seek the truth by observing all creation and acquiring all knowledge.

It was merely a small part of Draconic Eyes' true power that Yeon-woo had access to. But even that was enough to induce a very fast growth.

And now, he was just a few steps away from completing the succession process.

Yeon-woo was curious as to what kind of abilities he would be able to wield once he developed a complete Dragon Body.

*Taang*

Yeon-woo hammered the metal piece he had folded several times for the last time.

There was a distinct wavy pattern drawn on the surface of the metal.

He then picked it up with a tong and submerged it into a container filled with cold water to finish the tempering process.

*Tsss*

A big cloud of white steam shot out from the container when the metal touched the water.

Despite the suffocating hot air, Yeon-woo tried to keep his eyes on the fuming metal.

[Your understanding of metallurgy has increased. The attained knowledge will open up several more possibilities.]

[Knowledge is a power that will broaden your horizons and enlarge the world around you. Learn and understand more knowledge and become a seeker of truth. The dragon's blessing will always be with you.

['Draconic Eyes' skill proficiency has increased. 25.1%]

[Knowledge increase has been confirmed. The vessel has become softer and more flexible. The halted succession process will resume. 93%… 94%….]

[Current progress: 94.9%]

*Drop* *Drop*

Beads of sweat kept falling onto the floor.

'This is definitely something that cannot be taken easy.'

Yeon-woo lightly massaged his shoulders.

Learning metallurgy was not an easy task even with the help of Draconic Eyes.

Having to sit in one place hammering the metal in front of a searing forge, he felt stiff and sore all over his body.

But through this experience, Yeon-woo realized the importance of mental training in parallel with physical training.

Though very little, the halted process was able to progress.

Thanks to that, he felt very relieved.

'So, balance is what I need for progress, isn't it? Damn, I thought I was so close to finishing it, but it's going to get complicated.'

Yeon-woo was hit by a sudden wave of fatigue from the thought.

But as soon as he felt tired, the Magic Circuit circulated mana through his body, melting away the fatigue.

Yeon-woo was able to feel his growth in person.

If there was a barrier that was limiting him from further advancement, he felt like it had just retracted a little.

'Now, let's see.'

Yeon-woo stared at the metal piece he had crafted.

[An Unfinished Good Metal Casting]

Estimated classification: Two-handed Weapon

Estimated rating: F

Estimated durability: 5-10

Description: A casting that has not yet been completed. It doesn't look bad for a first attempt.

'It turned out okay for a first try.'

Yeon-woo licked his lips in anticipation.

He then turned to Henova to talk about his work.

But when he looked at him, he was stunned for a few seconds.

[Henova the Dwarf]

CP: ??? / Personality: Shy and bashful

It was a window regarding Henova's information.

"What are you looking at? Keep your head down and get to work!"

Henova shouted at him when he saw Yeon-woo standing in place staring at him.

The warm look he had shown Yeon-woo for a very short time yesterday had turned back to his normal cold look today.

Yeon-woo didn't care much because he was aware that his cold attitude was just an act to hide his shy inner character.

"I'm sorry."

Yeon-woo shifted his gaze back to the metal piece.

'I can see people's information now?'

It was a feat he didn't expect to accomplish.

He didn't know the 'possibilities' that the system mentioned included access to other people's information.

'The ability to view people's information… I can take this as an advantage in combat.'

There was a big difference between knowing and not knowing the enemy when fighting them, even if it was just trifling information.

Although he couldn't see much about Henova, this was still going to be of great help later on. Because he had a great number of enemies he had to defeat.

A very trivial and yet so influential change.

Yeon-woo was beginning to understand the underlying mechanisms behind the Draconic Eyes.

The more he learned and experienced, the better the Draconic Eyes would become.

'But what was that 'CP' thing on the information window?'

He felt curiosity about the strange concept, but he quickly dismissed the inquiry with a firm shake.

Instead, Yeon-woo quickly took out the pocket watch while Henova was looking the other way, and examined with Draconic Eyes.

However,

[Information inaccessible.]

Yeon-woo clicked his tongue lightly.

'I guess it's not the time yet. Well, Rome wasn't built in a single day.'

It did not disappoint Yeon-woo.

He would be able to access the information once he gained enough proficiency.

Bearing that in mind, Yeon-woo picked up the hammer again.

*Tang*

The sound rang clearer than usual.

'By the way, shy and bashful… Yeah, that sounds just like him.'

Yeon-woo let out a chuckle as he recalled the words that the system used to describe Henova.

*   *   *

Yeon-woo continued his visits to Henova and kept tormenting him.

"What are the standards for determining directions when welding the metal?"

"What do I do when the heat exceeds the appropriate temperature?"

"The bellow's blowing force is weaker than I thought."

"Why did you do that for that part?"

Now that he knew more about forging, he had more questions he wanted to ask.

So whenever he had any question, he immediately went to Henova and asked him. And because of that, Henova couldn't sit down and do his work properly when Yeon-woo was around.

"I'll tell you what. You'll learn when you go practice, idiot!"

"I'm asking these in order to practice."

"I'm telling you to learn by yourself!"

"Then teach me how to learn by myself. I'll go learn by myself when you do."

"Aaargh! You bastard!"

Henova tried to ignore him in order to do his work, but he had to give up as Yeon-woo was so persistent in asking his questions.

He even began to suspect that Yeon-woo was trying to get revenge for all his previous nagging.

And after many quarrels, Yeon-woo made discernible progress.

"Henova, can you take a look at this?"

"How many times a day are you going to call me? Let me do some work too, goddamn it! This is your order and if I can't make it in time, it's your loss, not mine!"

"I'm done making my sword."

"What?"

Henova lashed out, thinking Yeon-woo had called him to bother him again. But after hearing what Yeon-woo had to say, his eyes became round with shock.

"You made a sword?"

"Yes."

Henova gave a loud snort.

It had been only a little over ten days since Yeon-woo started to practice forging.

Although his growth speed was something out of the ordinary, it was impossible for a beginner like him to create something within such a short amount of time.

'Hah! You've been getting on my nerves all this time, haven't you? Now it's my turn.'

Henova was going to point out any slightest fault he could find to get back at him.

But Yeon-woo secretly smiled, knowing what Henova was thinking.

Then he handed over his work to Henova.

Henova received the object with a suspicious look.

It was a weapon with the shape of a sword.

[Sword of a Novice Blacksmith]

Classification: One-handed Sword

Rating: E

Description: A sword that turned out much better than the initial expectation. The blade is a little dull for a sword but has a decent durability.

The first word Henova spat out after seeing his sword was,

"What the hell…."

A curse word.

"This can't be….'

Henova muttered to himself after realizing the sword Yeon-woo had forged was something that could not have come out of the hands of a novice blacksmith with only ten days of experience.

He knew that his skills were growing at a rapid pace, but this was beyond his imagination.

'How the hell did he do that?'

When Hanova noticed that Yeon-woo was looking at him, he cleared his throat belatedly.

"Well, it's decent for something you made for the first time… But I won't call this a sword, this is still trash."

"Would it kill you to say some nice words?"

"Shush! It's up to me whether I praise you or not! Anyway, you still have to practice a lot! This is still far from good!"

"Then I'm going to have to keep asking you."

"Now, stop bothering me!"

"No."

"You little prick!"

But at that moment, Yeon-woo felt something fiercely flying in from outside the smithy.

Before he could warn Henova, Yeon-woo grabbed him and leaped to the side.

*Kwang*

Suddenly the wall exploded, and something broke inside.

Someone with two huge fists, flaring eyes, and a horn to the side of his head.

It was Phante.

"Is this where you ran off to, you cheater? Because of you… Because of you I had to search every corner of The Tower! Do you have any idea…."

But before he could finish his words, a fist came flying in from the middle of the dust cloud and,

*Puck*

"Kueeek!"

Phante went flying across the room as he let out a weird scream.

Second Life Ranker

Author: Sadoyeon

Translator: TeeKay

Editor: Nisaea

Synopsis:
Yeon-woo had a twin brother who disappeared five years ago. One day, a pocket watch left by his brother returned to his possession. Inside, he found a hidden diary in which was recorded "By the time you hear this, I guess I will be already dead…."


Obelisk, the Tower of the Sun God, a world where several universes and dimensions intersect. In this world, his brother had fallen victim to betrayal while climbing up the tower. After learning the truth, Yeon-woo decided to climb the tower along with his brother's diary.


"From now on, I am Jeong-woo Cha."



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