What happens when two worlds collide. A runner and a hi-caste K-sec Lieutenant officer run into each other after faith has been in prison for 2 years.

Andrea Caputo was a girl who worked as a chef at Serra Restaurant, her parents died and left her and her little sister sick sister alone, one day coincidence brings her and Luca Serra the leader of one of the biggest Italian Mafia together, but also the coincidence has once brought her with the FBI agent Owen Jones when she's put between her little sister and prison what is she going to do?

Luca Serra, one of the most feared Mafia Capos, everyone who dared to say no to him ended up dead, but one day he puts his sight on the best chef at his restaurant, Andrea Caputo when he knew about her sister, he took advantage of her, but what will happen when he finds out that she has been arrested.

Owen Jones, one of the best FBI agents, he was an orphan until one day, a loving family who couldn't have kids, adopted him, but they were killed when he was 18 years old and he knew who was responsible for that so he decided to go after them and became an FBI agent, but what will happen when life gets him and Andrea Caputo together.

Loren; A concept artist by day and an avid player of video games by night lives in an inexpensive but run-down apartment building. He dreams of a full night’s sleep as the Evergold Festival arrives in Setalite City.

A horrific attack on a crowd ends with tens of thousands dead before Loren Parker abruptly wakes up in his bed, miraculously unharmed, two days before the explosion. Setalite City is on the brink of destruction, famous heroes and infamous villains are being systematically killed worldwide, and an unknown puppet master is pulling the strings. Lucky for him, Loren has all the time in the world to set things straight.

As soon as Aarvi heard Zain who usually stays silent every time over her missions, and her team member's panicked voice uttered Leon's active changing positions, she knew she was in danger. 
Aarvi could hear the quick breaths of many over the call who wanted nothing but her safety. 
Life sure is weird. She was naive and simple, she got the people who didn't care about her. Now, all of them know she is sinister yet they wanted to see her safe.
Her team members were also amazed by looking at Leon who seemed like he was going crazy and was actually so smart to find the trick when they felt their eyes still swirl at the mirrors. Now they understand why Aarvi keeps her guards so high when they are against Leon Harmon.
Instead of doing what others were expecting, Aarvi chuckled, "Catch me if you can." She provoked Leon and walked to the center of the hall as though she was walking on a ramp. 
Her confidence and composure didn't waver a bit.
While playing Leon, Aarvi purposefully didn't step in the center spot of the hall of mirrors. The mirrors in the center could create the most distorting reflection.
Zain let out a light chuckle calming his nerves when Leon ran into the mirror wall. 
'Ugh, it must have hurt terribly.' Many thought when Leon was seeing stars above his head stumbling on his feet to balance himself.
Zain realized his over-smart Pumpkin was purposefully going clock and anticlockwise in the hall hence Leon only knew B and C passageways whereas Leon didn't know the reflection angles changed once she entered the center of the hall.
Leon didn't give up and tried to focus. But before he could pass a passageway, one last time Aarvi slammed the iron rod on his stomach and lurked behind the mirrors.
Leon crouched as he held his perfectly sculpted abs on his shirt and let out a groan in agony. The pain was excruciating so he could guess the force she used, nevertheless, he also knew it wasn't even ten percent of the pain Ava Kelly went through.
'My Pumpkin is savage.' Zain could make out she vented a little of her irritation.
She announced tossing the iron rod, "It's my game, Leon Harmon and you lost." Her win wasn't important unless he lost it.
She effortlessly exited the storage room ticking her checklist.
Confirming Leon about her existence - Check.
Playing Leon's mind - Check.
Making him face the failure - Check.
Inflict some pain - Check.
Be unharmed - Check.
Undisturbing the engagement - Yet to be checked.
A new mission added - What actually triggered Leon? Finding Leon's mysterious weakness.
Leon felt the iron pole roll over next to his feet. Breathing uncomfortable, he grabbed it and hit the mirror wall. Leon noticed the light entering while she was stepping out, "Ava Kelly…" 
'Tal ~sh' Added with his words, the mirror broke and collapsed on the floor.
Aarvi's team members gasped because one needs to use a lot of strength to break that mirror wall.
Leon who felt each step unbearable bumped into the mirror so he started breaking each mirror that came in his way.
Some sharp pieces cut his shirt and some pierced his skin but he walked like they weren't painful.
How can he feel the physical pain when 'Ava Kelly' ignited the fire in him that was flaming him?
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Aarvi who exited the hall of mirrors started seeing herself everywhere. Her mind wasn't adjusting to normal and her dizziness was making her sickly.
[Pumpkin?]
[Boss?]
"Ms. Evans, shall we help you?" Alex asked, seeing her lean on the wall, shaking her head.
Aarvi knew she needed rest else it would be hard to recover from the images of her moving between mirrors. She long back knew the effects of playing in the hall of mirrors but she didn't expect them to be so hard.
Waving her hand off, "I am alright." She responded to all.
She didn't give in to her frailty. If she could manage inside for so long, she didn't want to fall weak after it. 
If Leon had followed her out, wouldn't she have tried to escape him? So why not a few more minutes?
Holding the wall for support, she walked frowning her brows, blinking her eyes to get adjusted out of the mirror room.
[Pumpkin, you need to rest.] Zain plainly said.
He knew she hadn't slept half of the night, her vigorous demanding brain workout made her body vulnerable. He didn't know if he should scold her for pushing herself inside the hall so much or be proud of her.
Aarvi hummed with a smile on her face. Zain always watches in silence and hangs up the call, to wait for her call after she settles down, it was the first time he couldn't hold himself but speak.
Exiting the lobby, Aarvi felt her head spin due to loud music in the hall. The music had started for the entry of Sean and Sara and colorful lights hurt her strained eyes.
The typical Sean's style, loud and flamboyant.
From her position, she could see Sean dancing to the music and enjoying it with his friends. Although one could easily say he is still young looking at his yet to be matured face, he gave justice to the three-piece suit he was wearing.
Instead of suaveness, he was dashing in the formal grey suit that perfectly fitted his slim physique. He had matched with a white shirt that supported his black plain tie. Wrapped in the double-breasted vest and blazer, he did look like the youngest handsome groom of Mocon.
Many in the hall still couldn't believe the spoiled prince of the Mocon is getting married at such a young age. Disbelief was written on many girls' faces while they stared at a lady who gracefully danced to the music.
Sara Dawson was really cute by appearance. In the insanely inexpensive gorgeous grey color couture gown, she didn't fail to garner the eyes of most of the people in the hall. Not everyone was interested in her but in her dress.
Sara was wearing the off-the-shoulder gown that had a dramatic huge tulle flower at her waist with a cloth falling like spiral leaves. One side of her shoulder was designed like a flower petal giving a dreamy look to her small face.
The specialty of the dress was, it had used the real gemstone red zircon all over the dress. The gemstone was designed like a red flower for the new beginning and the embroidery of leaves held the diamonds to indicate happy life. 
Aarvi had heard the dress itself cost a few million excluding the Zircon diamond choker and earring.
Aarvi realized why Sean was in a formal suit. It was obvious Sara made him wear the suit of her choice.
Nonetheless, Aarvi was neither entertained by what she glanced at nor by the hyped-up vibe of the hall. She craved for, "Aaron." She mumbled, taking a step back due to a throbbing headache and dizziness. 
She wanted to ask Alex for her wallet to fetch her mobile or ask her team to connect Aaron to the call. Before she could utter a word, a dark olive green blazer hung on her bare shoulders and an arm securely wrapped around her from behind leaning her on him.
Aarvi smiled knowing Aaron was still waiting for her. She was content for having him right behind her to lean on, just like every time.
Breathing out slowly, she turned to him and softly stated, "Let me look at you and cure my dizziness."
Zain, her team, and the Shadow team: "..."
One by one all hung up the call before she could shove more dog food.


'Each betrayal begins with trust' 
~~~
‘Endure a while’ was what her grandfather said.

She endured the curses.
She endured the pain.
She endured the unfairness.
She endured the behest.
She endured the down heart.
She endured many things but what did she get in return? 

Betrayal from her own people.

‘This cruel world is not for innocents.’ She had to learn it forcefully laying on the deathbed wishing to leave the world forever.

But fate plays cruelly.

Now she is back to the same world to stand strong and smile at the evil.

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Excerpt:

Aarvi Evans typed a message shamelessly on her mobile, [I need a kiss.] Her lips tugged to a rare mischievous curve clicking on the send button.

It wasn’t even fifteen minutes, her mobile went off. She walked out of the private room of the restaurant and answered the call, “Hel…”

She was suddenly yanked to the opposite private room. Before she could absorb the situation, the door was shut, she was pinned to the wall and a pair of thin soft lips pressed on her forehead calming her nerves.

‘How naive!’ She hadn’t thought he would actually ignore his client just to give her a kiss.

A kiss!

Aaron Rivas would have called her naive if he could hear her thoughts. The next second, Aarvi’s petite face was showered with gentle pecks without leaving an inch unattended.

Aaron paused and said, “Cupcake! you hadn’t mentioned where you needed the kiss.”

He didn't let her react and locked her lips.

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Suha Brar
I know I'm warned against bringing strangers at home in my parent's absence, not that I bring home strangers but as a precaution, yet I have him here cause I believe we are no more strangers. We are more than that. Plus none of my friends had given me compliments for my photo gallery the way he has. Nobody had even taken the time to see it properly except for him as they all were busy making their way towards the pool.
Our pool area is an exotic place. It's far more beautiful than the house. There's an artificial waterfall that fills the pool with water. The pool has lights on its edges giving it 5 different colors. I really like the blue one. Above the pool, there is a pretty bridge that has an artificial flower veil. On a clear night, it's just like a real enchanted waterfall amidst the forest.
I still remember when Ryan came over to my place the first time. He simply asked, "Where's your room?"
Well, I don't care what Ryan said anymore because my attention is in the favor of this boy who is sipping slowly the coffee while carefully examining my pictures and giving me a compliment.
"Stop looking at me," he yelled as he got me back from my thoughts. "I feel like being checked out. People do that enough."
I laughed. "You're so full of yourself," I joked as he shook his head.
"You find me charming don't you?"
"No..."
"Come on, Suha," he said, taking a seat on the couch. "Admit it already."
"Maybe a little," I said hesitantly.
"Yes," he exclaimed while throwing his hands in the air in satisfaction. "Finally I made you say that!"
I lowered my head as I leaned against the wall near the T.v. I don't want him to notice the blush on my face.
"So what's up there?" he asked pointing in the direction of the staircase.
"Our rooms and all," I said. "You wanna see?"
"Why not?"
I led him upstairs. It was a spiral staircase. I loved it instantly when I saw it in one of the home decor books. When dad had finally decided that we could make changes in the house I made sure he built that staircase. The old one was a misfit.
There is a wide space in front of the stairs as we reach up. We had arranged bean bags and racks to keep board games and balls etc to play when friends and family came over. The grey velvet mattress gave it a more home-like feeling.
I took him to the left side of the stairs into mum and dad's room. I have nothing specific to tell about it. The design came from the best interior designer.
I then led him to the other side where my bedroom was. He entered and sat on the indoor wooden swing hung near the balcony. "This is a beautiful room," he said. He then stands up and falls on my bed. "Don't mind. I'm making myself at home."
I giggled and sat on the other edge. He looked around and then pointed at the picture kept on the shelf attached to my bed. "is it...." his voice faded as he concluded from my fallen face that it was a picture of me and Ryan. "What's that picture doing here?"
He picked the frame in his hand. Ryan had his hand on my waist while he clicked that selfie. It was the first one since we got into a relationship. He gave it to me on my birthday. Inexpensive but priceless. At least when he had gifted it.
I tried snatching it away from him but he had a tight grip over it. "The more you have his memories, the more it will kill you. Be done with it," is what he said.
I guess I was hypnotized by his words because as crazy as his words sounded they were also appealing. Not because I didn't know what to do but because it made me feel good. It gave me some relief.
I wait for him to say something but madness is all I can see in his eyes.
"What," I asked finally.
"Let's burn this picture, no wait," he said, taking the picture and tearing it into half in such a way that I and Ryan come in different parts. "Let's burn him and flush it for good!"
"It's not a movie Vihaan," I said, taking away both the pieces from his hand. "We don't do shitty things in life. Plus you ruined a good picture," I said.
"You're worried about the picture?" disappointment clear in his eyes.
Am I?
"Not really," I said.
"Then what's the problem," he asked.
"Why to copy some shit from a movie when we can do something new," I said. His eyes sparkled and he had a smile from ear to ear.
"Like what," he is as enthusiastic as ever. I got up from my place and sat on the floor facing my study desk. I removed a box from the lower compartment. "What's in that," he asked in curiosity.
I opened it and threw it on the bed. Pictures of Ryan and me scattered on the bed. "Ready to split some pictures into two?"
"Totally," he said. We started tearing it freehand through neatly. He wondered why I asked it but I told him to follow my instructions and he did.
"What now," he asked when we were done.
I collected all the photographs and put them back in the box. "Come with me," I said. We went to the room opposite mine.
"Whoa! This place is cool," he said. It was our personal library where books read by me and my parents are kept.
He went through all the books. 'This is so amazing,' he kept on repeating. "I am seeing a lot of Geronimo Stilton?"
"Childhood affair. Loved those books."
"You're my female version, girl," he gave me a high-five.
"Now let's do what we are here for, shall we?"
He gave a brief nod as I removed a big black chart paper from the small corner shelf. I told him to paste all the torn pictures on that paper and wrote in the middle in bold 'I Dump you' followed by a lower case 'The 3 words I'm dying to say!'
"Now this is the best anniversary gift," he said after writing some abusive words in the space which is left empty.
"No my friend, this is the best break-up gift," I corrected. He smiled. I removed a brown envelope in which I kept the card folded neatly. I stuck the envelope and wrote the address of his current apartment and called one of the guards and told him to post it.
"He is gonna have a great time figuring out the change in me," I said.
"Of course... You're just too sweet, kind, and loyal."
"That's my biggest flaw."
"Not if you start keeping those people in your life who deserve your loyalty."
He walked about my room and looked through random things. He then sat on my study chair and switched on the laptop. On the screen, a word document was already open. He read and then suddenly stopped. "Is this a story," he asked.
"Yeah, kind of. I was unsure how to end it but I guess I know what to write now."
"Wow! I'm gonna read it, you have to give it to me," he said with zeal in his eyes.
"Sure," I answered.
"And what else can you do," he asked.
"You wanna know," I confirmed. After forever someone was trying to get to know me. It was new to me. Because usually what guys needed were 2 things: good looks and money. I kinda passed in both. But I was different. No one believed that Ryan was my first boyfriend. It's just me. I don't get easily equipped with people.
That night if Vihaan had left when I looked away, I don't think I would give a damn about it. What I liked about him is the way he tried and took efforts for me to feel better. He seems like a keeper.
"Yes," he nodded.
I grab hold of his hand and drag him all the way downstairs and took him to a room. It was wooden floored with musical instruments like piano, drums, and guitar. It was our in-house studio.
I picked up a crimson-colored guitar out of the four. That guitar meant the world to me. It is a gift from my father. I tied my hair in a messy bun and sat on a stool. Instead of walls, we had mirrors in which I saw multiple images of me and Vihaan staring at me.
I play the guitar and sing 'Stay' by Rihanna. I tried my best to sound good but it's not easy when you have cried a buttload of tears a few hours ago.
I look at him intently. He stared into my eyes. I hope I wasn't that bad.

Late at 1 a.m. there is an unexpected silence on the rather busy road of Marine drive, Mumbai. And in that silence there is a girl that comes by to have the company of the mild waves just waiting for the wind to carry away all her pain. Confiding into someone is not her thing. If she really wants to pour her heart out it will be to a complete stranger. At least she won't be worried of being judged by them. What if a completely unexpected stranger gives her a comforting hand? Will they want to meet again? Will she finally understand where her world is? Will he be able to show her that she is worth it? Will they fall in love with each other by the end of the night? Or will they just remain Late Night Marine Drive buddies?

At the School of the Afterlife, mirrors had a special meaning; each mirror represented a person and hid a memory. The scene before him shocked Chen Ge. He had been at the school for so long and had not seen much mirrors. It turned out that all of them had been hidden there. "Mirrors represent memories, and memories hide one's secrets. The door pusher has been spying on everyone's past."
The door had the same color as the wall; they practically were one and the same. With the reports covering the outer wall, after the death of the door pusher, no one would expect such a room to exist behind the wall of shame.
"This door pusher had a unique hobby. The despair behind the door twisted him, or he gave up on himself and opened his arms to embrace the abyss." Chen Ge was curious about every door pusher, and the School of the Afterlife's door pusher was the only dead door pusher, so he was worth studying.
"Keep close to me." Chen Ge dragged Xu Yin into the hidden room.
"I'm not lying to you. This is the headmaster's office that you wished to come to. The door pusher is the school's owner, and this room is the most hidden room in the school." The doll argued for his innocence, but Chen Ge's attention was distracted by the things inside the room. He did not notice the doll's change. The room was not big. It had no windows, and the only point of connection to the outside world was the door.
"This is the most suffocating room I've ever been in." Bai Qiulin carried the mirror, but he did not follow Chen Ge. He only took a glance and shook his head. "Trapping oneself inside a room filled with mirrors, looking at one's reflection always, even a Specter would rarely decide to do something like that."
"Don't underestimate these mirrors." Chen Ge picked up the broken mirrors on the ground carefully. He held the piece before his eyes, but the reflection was not his own. The mirror was empty; it looked strange and rather pitiful. "The School of the Afterlife is different from other scenarios, and one of the reasons is the existence of these mirrors. Regardless, the secret behind them should be found in this room."
There was barely anywhere to stand in the room; the mirrors and their pieces overlapped over each other, reflecting one another. It was like the school's consciousness above their head, everyone's memory and consciousness overlapping together.
"I've led you to the headmaster's office, so that should prove to you my sincerity." The doll pulled on Chen Ge's clothes to have Chen Ge look at him.
"Hmm." That was Chen Ge's only reply. He was attracted by one of the mirrors in the corner of the room. Most of the mirrors in the room were broken, with irregular edges and blood or stain on their surfaces, but the mirror at the edge was perfectly preserved. It gave off a faded red light, and blood streamed down its surface like something was trying to come out.
"Whose mirror could this be? From the appearance, it looks like a girl's mirror. Could it be Chang Wenyu's?" Chen Ge was suddenly reminded of a problem. If there was a mirror that corresponded to every student in the school, was it possible that Zhang Ya's mirror was there as well?
Shaking his head, Chen Ge pushed this thought out of his mind. Zhang Ya had already killed the door pusher, so why would she leave her mirror behind? With that in mind, Chen Ge's curiosity grew. "Xu Yin, go and get that mirror."
Chen Ge caught the doll, afraid that this was part of his conspiracy. So, to be careful, he would not have the doll have any contact with anything in the room. Listening to Chen Ge's order, Xu Yin walked to the corner, but once he stepped on the mirrors on the ground, all the mirrors started to bleed. Cracks formed, and the mirrors were like mouths that opened up to consume Xu Yin.
"Come back!" Chen Ge yelled. Once Xu Yin stopped, the mirrors in the room slowly returned to normal. Chen Ge felt a tug on his shirt, he turned back to see a new line had appeared on the doll.
"Once you touch the mirrors, the school's consciousness will target you. What happened earlier was a warning."
"I can only look at them but not touch them?"
"Not really. The warning should only work on Red Specters. If it's just a normal lingering spirit, the reaction won't be so intense."
"What if it's a living person?" Chen Ge returned the doll to Xu Yin. "The door pusher and the school's consciousness would not have expected a living person to enter this room. When I picked up a broken mirror earlier, it did not react at all."
"I have no clue…"
Chen Ge stopped asking for the doll's opinion. With a careful step, he moved into the room. Like he expected, nothing changed.
"Xu Yin, guard right there, and don't move."
Moving slowly forward, Chen Ge was stepping on the pile of broken mirrors. "Sorry for the offense." Every mirror held a memory, so Chen Ge apologized in advance to make himself feel better. Lowering his head to look, this place was like a mirror cemetery.
"Only the mirror in the corner has blood flowing on its surface. Whose mirror could it be?" Chen Ge already possessed the painter's mirror, but that information came from a non-smiler, so it could not be trusted fully. Chen Ge could trip easily from the pieces underneath his feet. Being injured was a small thing; Chen Ge did not wish to break the mirrors. He slowly moved his body, and it took him a minute to reach the corner. He squatted down to study the mirror before him. This mirror was different from the others. When he saw the mirror, more blood appeared on the surface like this was not a mirror but a beating heart.
"There is something inside the mirror." Chen Ge used his Yin Yang Vision and realized that the mirror covered in blood was reflecting the room that he was in. Inside the enclosed place littered with broken mirrors, a man in a red shirt was squatting in the corner looking at a girl's mirror with extreme focus.
"Wait a minute! This scene is similar to what…" Chen Ge prepared to retreat when the man in the corner suddenly turned around. The man looked eighty percent like Chen Ge, and the scary thing was that his facial features were still changing, becoming more and more like Chen Ge's.
"A scapegoat?" Chen Ge was still moving back when the man in the mirror screamed. He pulled madly at his face, until he dug pieces of flesh out like the face represented extreme tragedy.
As the man in the mirror went mad, a loud voice came from outside the corridor. Then Chen Ge heard the old headmaster. "Chen Ge! Something is wrong with the school's consciousness! The eye is bleeding!"


The hearse with the weird odor slowed to a stop before the entrance. The sound of pebbles could be heard bouncing on the ceiling. There were footsteps coming from the corridor, and there seemed to be someone sawing next door. The door knob to the room rattled slightly, and the faucet in the bathroom kept dripping even though it had been screwed shut. There was a rubber ball that rolled on its own underneath the bed. Wet footsteps started to surface one after another on the floor. 
At 3 am, Chen Ge held a cleaver in his hand as he hid beside the room heater. The call he was trying to make was finally answered. "Landlord, is this what you meant by 'the house can be a little crowded at night'‽"

With the goblins' help, I set up a few more pitfalls with spikes before making more crude javelins. The goblins once again try to help but it will take them a whole lot more practice to produce a halfway decent stick with a pointy end.
The products of their effort are barely sharpened and mostly chipped. But despite that, they are usable for throwing practice.
During the next break from throwing javelins, I want to build something. This may just be my human nature bleeding through but I think a camp or house is necessary.
<But you'll need tools for that. That carving knife is meant for emergency purposes and you won't be felling any trees with it.>
Then can you get me an axe and a good carving knife? 
<Our shop holds a wide array of tools for all intents and purposes. As an employee, you can peruse the entire assortment and have it delivered straight to you.>
And have money deducted from my salary? I need that money!
<You may have forgotten about how your salary is calculated. With your current level and stage of evolution, you make nearly triple what you made before evolving. Spending some money on our inexpensive services won't put much of a dent into that number.>
Triple the amount! Fine, I guess I will buy some tools if they actually are as cheap as you said. Give me a decent axe and carving knife.
<Rest assure we are very inexpensive and we don't even demand a shipping fee.>
Navi quotes me a price that seems reasonable. Since the tools will come in handy, I complete the purchase. After a moment a chest rises from the ground before me and inside I find the items I ordered. Once I remove them the chest disintegrates into dirt and becomes indistinguishable from the floor.
The goblins are very impressed by my new and shining tools. I cut a few trees and start to set up a make-shift shelter. A simple roof and some sidewalls create a simple shelter. However, since this is inside a dungeon I should add some defenses.
I gather more logs and branches and set up a fence around the shelter with some wooden spikes added to the fence to deter attackers.
With both the pitfalls and the spiked fence the shelter has become a rather secure location on this floor of the dungeon.
The goblins inspect the shelter and the defenses and seem to take a liking to it. Somehow I get the feeling that as soon as it comes to something that involves killing or hurting intruders they become motivated and smarter.
After a quick inspection of the area, the goblins huddle up and run off into the woods. What are those guys doing?
I ignore them and go back to making crude javelins and also notice that I've acquired the skills simple weapon crafting and formation. I keep making javelins until I run out of sticks in the surroundings. 
I store all the javelins in the shelter and take a rest. While I'm sitting in the shack leaning against the wall I hear a commotion outside. The goblins have returned and brought more of them. From the few original survivors, the group has now increased to twenty-three members.
They are all excited and the older goblins showed the new ones around. Once they reached the shelter they ran up to me.
"Strong one make us strong. Enemies fall and die!"
"Fall and DIE!"
They really liked the idea of pitfalls with spikes. To make use of all their pent-up enthusiasm I bring out the newly made javelins and we continue training to throw at a tree. The difference between the old and new goblins is apparent. 
The new ones lack both accuracy and the ability to form a line. However, with the old ones doing it the new ones soon get the hang of it too. During the next break, I show them all how I cut down trees and try to build a wall around the shelter by simply burying the upright logs next to each other. 
The whole use of this seems to elude the goblins but they watch attentively. The wall is only a few meters long when it's time for me to go. I push in one last session of branch swinging to train the slash skill before once again bidding the goblins farewell.
I leave both the axe, carving knife, and shovel I ordered to bury the logs in the shelter before asking Navi to call me out of the dungeon. The older goblins look sad since they know that my actions indicate that I'll be leaving. I ignore their ugly mugs trying to make puppy eyes at me and soon find myself in my room at VR-dungeons.
I head home and eat dinner with my family but I can't stop thinking about the things I made in the dungeon. Will my defenses hold against the attack of stronger intruders? I hate to admit it but I feel a little protective of those goblins. I want them to be safe.
After dinner I find myself scribbling in one of my old notebooks trying to sketch a plan of the camp I made. Quinn seems interested and walks over.
"What are you drawing there, daddy? Is it for work?"
"Yes, I'm trying to build a goblin camp that has good defenses but is still within reason. But building a wall of logs is unexpectedly hard."
"You mean a palisade?"
"A Pali what?"
"A palisade. Comes from the Latin word pālus and which means stake. It is a bunch of tree trunks aligned vertically right next to one another. The individual trunks are usually sharpened at the top to make climbing over them harder. The Romans used palisades to protect their military camps and amongst other things they were known for the speed at which they could make a camp anywhere."
"You are oddly well informed about how the Romans protected their camps."
"We talked about it during my Latin classes."
"What does this have to do with the language?"
"What's the use of learning a language if you can't use it? We were reading a section of Caesar's De Bello Gallico where he described how he fortified his siege encampment around Alesia. To better understand what he was talking about we took a closer look at how the Romans defended their camps."
"That's rather far fetched."
"We all pay attention and our grades speak for themselves. If the other teachers want to be jealous that we are having fun during our classes they can go drown in their tears."
Note to self, Quinn's Latin class was just declared a sacred topic. Tread carefully.

The people of the alpha plane have made it their hobby to enter the dungeons of other worlds and conquer them. Naturally not everyone is happy with this as dark undercurrents begin to work against the conquerors.

As some people die in the dungeons they are made an offer. To give up their humanity in order to live on. 
Guy, a veteran carrier, is one of them, he can't bear to leave his family alone and accepts. From then on he must fight in the dungeons but as a monster while simultaneously continuing his life in the alpha plane in the shape of a human.
Jade, an elite adventurer, also accepts the offer but her intent is solely to get revenge on those who killed her and make humanity suffer for her life.
Monica, a little girl not native to the alpha plane is pulled into the happenings due to her childish innocence.

The shuddering aura emanated from the center of the ancient city and permeated to every single corner, shrouding over every cultivator!
On the South city wall, many cultivators were about to charge up to kill the spirit tiger and monkey. However, they paused in their tracks all of a sudden.
On the East city wall, the young lady transformed from the little fox panted slightly.
The Golden Lion's massive figure fell to the corner of the wall, coughing out huge mouthfuls of blood with a tuckered expression.
Although it was a pure-blooded ferocious beast, it could not withstand the combined force of dozens of Glass Palace cultivators - it was severely injured the moment they clashed!
However, the dozens of cultivators did not continue in their pursuit.
Every single cultivator in the ancient city felt a chill down to their bones and turned around instinctively.
Nobody knew what would happen after two Demon Revealing Mirrors were knocked over.
All the cultivators wanted to know if the remaining two Demon Revealing Mirrors could support the Omnidirectional Demon Suppression Formation and continue locking the monster incarnate where he was!
Even the heartbeat of the Sealer, Elder Xiu, in midair skipped a beat.
At that moment, it seemed as though time had frozen.
One breath.
Two breaths…
Su Zimo was still motionless where he was.
Although there were two Demon Revealing Mirrors missing, the runes of the Omnidirectional Demon Suppression Formation were still present and hovered above Su Zimo's head with a firm lock!
Elder Xiu was the first to react as he yelled, "Everyone, don't panic! The runes of the formation are still present and that beast can't break free! The rest of you, head over to guard the Demon Revealing Mirrors on the West and North city walls!"
"Nothing must happen to the two Demon Revealing Mirrors!"
Elder Xiu bolted towards the West city wall as he spoke.
"Fufufufu!"
Suddenly, Su Zimo laughed from the middle of the formation in the ancient city in an unsettling manner.
Elder Xiu was not wrong.
Su Zimo was still unable to break free after two Demon Revealing Mirrors were knocked over.
However, it was also logical that the strength of the Omnidirectional Demon Suppression Formation would diminish after two columns of light were gone.
With the diminished strength of the formation, another power within Su Zimo's body had already been unsealed!
Turning around, Su Zimo glared at the back of Elder Xiu coldly.
Elder Xiu who was in midair suddenly frowned.
He could vaguely sense that someone was glaring at him from the back; it was like a piercing light.
Immediately after, he felt an extreme sense of danger surging from the depths of his heart!
It was an extremely uncomfortable feeling.
Elder Xiu turned around.
Immediately, his eyes were widened with fear in them, as though he had just witnessed an incomparably horrifying scene!
In the middle of the ancient city, a white light was bouncing in Su Zimo's right eye, intensifying and turning brighter!
"Visual technique?"
Elder Xiu could not react from his stupor in time.
A bedazzling beam of light shot forth from Su Zimo's right eye, illuminating the entire world like day as though it was a blazing sun!
Illumination Eye!
The first power to break free after two Demon Revealing Mirrors were knocked over was the Illumination Eye!
Illumination Eye was cultivated through gazing at the blazing sun day and night.
In reality, it had already transcended beyond the power of Inner Core and was almost on the same level as the Heaven and Earth powers.
In other words, the power of Illumination Eye was a type of Dharmic power!
Boom!
An incomparably brilliant beam of light shot forth and penetrated the void, almost crossing half the ancient city as it pierced Elder Xiu's abdomen!
The world seemed to have gone still.
Instantly, the darkness in the ancient city was purged away by the beam of light.
A gigantic hollow wound appeared on Elder Xiu's abdomen and his body was almost snapped.
In fact, there was no trace of blood around the wound - everything was scorched into ash by the power of Illumination Eye and it was terrifying!
The beam of light did not strike Elder Xiu at his vitals.
However, all life had been wiped away from Elder Xiu at that moment.
Illumination Eye had already burned away every single bit of life in his organs!
In reality, that body was already a corpse at that moment!
The only reason why he did not fall immediately was the presence of his Essence Spirit.
Unfortunately, he was almost at the end of his lifespan to begin with and his Essence Spirit was extremely weak. Even if it could break free from the shell of his body, it would not last for more than three breaths!
The murderous intent that shrouded the ancient city alone was more than enough to destroy his extremely fragile Essence Spirit!
Elder Xiu's dimmed and he no longer had any hopes left.
His death was certain and he did not have any regrets.
His true concern was that the Omnidirectional Demon Suppression Formation was most likely unable to hold down the monster incarnate any longer!
The true target of the visual technique was not him, but the Demon Revealing Mirror on the West city wall behind him!
The beam of light penetrated his body and struck the West city wall.
Five cultivators that were standing guard in front of the Demon Revealing Mirror were pierced by the beam of light instantly.
One of them had a full half of his body cut off entirely.
Another cultivator's head was sliced into half!
Boom!
Eventually, the beam of light from Illumination Eye struck the Demon Revealing Mirror and knocked it onto the ground.
Another column of light from the Demon Revealing Mirror disappeared from Su Zimo.
Night loomed down once more.
At the same time, a dark fog enveloped everyone's minds.
Although the Omnidirectional Demon Suppression Formation was still present, the runes surrounding it had faded considerably.
"All Glass Palace cultivators, listen up! Hurry and leave this place, escape as far as you can!"
Elder Xiu exhausted the final bit of his strength and bellowed.
Immediately after, Elder Xiu's glabella shone and a black mountain peak the size of a thumb appeared in midair.
Dharmic power fluctuated right after.
The black mountain peak expanded rapidly with the wind and blanketed Su Zimo's head with a large shadow before crushing down!
Elder Xiu knew that he was dead for sure and this was the final thing he could do.
It would be for the best if he could kill Su Zimo on the spot.
If not, he would still make his death worthwhile if he could buy enough time for the remaining Glass Palace cultivators to escape.
"Ah!"
The moment he knew that monkey and the spirit tiger had attacked the city, Su Zimo was already fuming with rage.
Now that three Demon Revealing Mirrors had been knocked off and the pressure on him was relieved considerably, he could not help but rear his head and release a deafening roar filled with killing intent!
The final Demon Revealing Mirror that was remaining and the Omnidirectional Demon Suppression Formation could no longer seal his Inner Core!
Su Zimo's eyes shone brightly, dark as ink, and his black hair swayed in the air.
Blood qi surged in his body while his Inner Core circulated wildly, releasing a scarlet demonic qi around him - his body was expanding at a rapid pace!
Crackle!
Pang! Pang! Pang!
Su Zimo's tendons and bones sounded at the same time as he flesh expanded.
Right in front of everyone, that body that was around seven feet tall instantly grew to more than a hundred feet - he was like a towering ancient fiendcelestial with a torrential ferocity!
Many cultivators on the city walls were already scared out of their wits.
Right in front of them, the massive figure grew to a height that was even taller than the city walls!
What happened was way too shocking!
Like a demon king and divine being, that figure seemed like it could crush and destroy everything in its path!



He is a young man without a spirit root. It is believed that this denies him the chance at cultivation. However, a mysterious lady imparts a Supreme Demon Classic to him and from then on, he starts his path of cultivation.
He undergoes a total transformation to emerge as the most fearsome and powerful fiendish demon in his era, that even immortals and fiends are fearful of him, and saints are at his beck and call.
Mastering the Supreme Demon Classic is the turning point in his life. He is able to unleash his immense and divine power from within, illuminating the entire universe!

"Tch."
Mira clicks her tongue as she forms a triangle with her palms after which yellow beams begin to fire out of her mirrors to counter the blades.
The collision between metal and the energy attacks rocks the arena continuously as the participants begin to get riled up by the rather intensifying stakes of the match.
Dan uses the clash as a distraction to move in on Mira's position with the latter seemingly oblivious to that fact as she concentrated on taking out the blades heading towards her.
Dan quickly circled around her with his eyes on the prize but before he could get close a massive beam shoots from the sky and blows up the earth in front of him sending the latter crashing back due to the blast.
Dan turns his attention to the sky to find six distinct mirrors aimed at him.
"I guess she is better than I thought."
Dan thinks to himself with a smirk.
"I'm not like the other fighters you have faced before now. I will not be losing this round."
Mira remarks as she turned all her mirrors in Dan's direction seeing as she had taken care of all the knives shot towards her.
"That is very good."
Dan remarks while nodding his head as he got to his feet.
"Your offense is quite formidable. But then, what about your defense??"
Dan asks as he snaps his fingers after which all the knives that Mira had shot down began to rise up again, floating in mid air due to Dan's manipulation.
"Tch, seriously…"
Mira clicks her tongue as she realizes that she was completely surrounded by the knives.
"How do you plan on evading this??"
Dan asks as he goes on one knee.
"By taking out the source of the attack before he strikes."
Mira remarks as she quickly tries to blast Dan away but then….
"No, you go on the defense."
Dan retorts as he snaps his fingers and the knives immediately shoot towards Mira at supersonic speeds.
"Oh shit."
Mira quickly bends low with her mirrors coming around her to from a protective dome.
The knives smash at the mirrors and the barrage of blades continue with no end in sight.
"Shit he has got Mira pinned down."
Killian thinks to himself as he watched the match with a worried look on his face.
"How do you plan on getting out of this??"
Dan asks as he watched the mirror dome crack under pressure from the incessant knives attacks.
"I can't let him beat me. He has got me pinned just like that crazy girl in the last round. Unfortunately unlike the crazy girl, he doesn't seem to be planning on falling unconscious anytime soon. I need to fight back."
Mira mutters to herself as she tried to keep her mirror wall cohesive so as to prevent any knives from getting through.
"Fine then, I'll do that."
Mira remarks as an idea comes to mind.
"Hopefully it works."
Mira mutters as she slams her palms on the ground.
"Mirāāto : Rifurekushon ( Mirror art : Reflection )."
Mira says.
Just then, the rays of the sun falls heavily on the mirrors surrounding Mira causing Dan to put up a brow.
"Hmm, what's going on??"
Dan thinks to himself as he noticed the rays falling heavily on the mirrors.
Soon after the rays of light are reflected back out twice as strong in an omni directional wave of light that caused everyone in the arena to cover their eyes due to the intense brightness.
Dan is cut off guard by the exceedingly bright glow causing him to release his technique with the knives after which all the knives falls to the ground.
"Shit, what the hell is that??"
Dan thinks to himself as the continues to obscure visibility.
"Nice, it worked. He isn't attacking anymore. Now…."
Mira trails off as she quickly moves in Dan's direction with her mirrors around her.
"I can't see anything."
Dan mutters to himself as he staggered back.
Mira comes within meters of him and places a mirror on his chest after which she yelled in a loud voice.
"Mirāburasuto ( mirror blast )."
The mirror placed on Dan's chest pulses incredibly after which a powerful beam is shot out of it.
The beam slams straight into Dan and sends him flying all the way back into the arena wall, causing a huge explosion that rocked the entire combat arena on impact.
The reflected light soon dims with the spectators looking down to behold a rather wondrous scenery.
The attack Mira had used on Dan had carved up a part of the earth on it's path.
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"Yes. That's my girl."
Killian celebrates mentally with a smile forming on his face.
"A rather amazing strategy. She used the reflected light to blind her opponent and used that to land a decisive hit."
Jeroam remarks while nodding his head.
"This is looking to be a rather wonderful affair between fighters."
Roman remarks while nodding his head.
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Mira was watching the area Dam had crashed through with a keen eye.
"If Killian is right about his assessment regarding this guy then that means that attack wouldn't have taken him out completely. I need to stay on guard."
Mira thinks to herself.
"Damn… that one did a number on me. I don't think I'd be able to withstand one of those."
Dan mutters to himself as he stared at Mira standing at the middle of the arena with her mirrors faced in his direction.
"She broke the metal plating I was using. I even sustained considerable damage."
Dan remarks as he inspected his body while still stuck in the wall.
"Do you plan on mumbling to yourself all day or are you coming out of there to finish this match."
Mira yells out in a provocative manner.
"Hmm." Dan squints his eyes as he struggled to pull himself out of the Raza sized crater he had created with his body.
"I need to take him out before he steadies himself."
Mira thinks to herself as she quickly dashes forward.
"Tch, not even giving me a chance to recover properly." 
Dan mutters as he sights the incoming Mira.
Mira quickly fires a barrage of beams at Dan's location with the latter moving out of the way to avoid the blast.
"I can't just stand on ceremony and wait for her to blast me to oblivion."
Dan mutters as he slams his palms together and forms a sword between them after which he dashes forward.
"I can take him."
Mira remarks as she stops in her tracks and forms a gun with her fingers after which she makes a shooting gesture with all mirrors around her firing at Dan at a rapid rate.
"Tch."
Dan quickly moves to the right to avoid the barrage and began to circle around Mira with the latter following after him with her continuous assault.
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"She is actually pressing Dan back."
Ilara remarks vaguely astonished by the match happening below.
"I told you not to put Mira aside. She maybe be rather annoying at times but that doesn't stop the fact that she has been training for this for a while now. She isn't a pushover."
Okoye remarks with Sai scoffing at her words.
"What is it??.. Do you still think Mira is a pushover??"
Okoye asks.
"Oh please, it's clear to see that she is scared."
Sai remarks while rolling his eyes.
"Huh… Scared??... That's not true."
Okoye retorts as she alternated her gaze between Sai and Mira.
"Look at her. She is scared that if she lets up for even a second, Dan would take advantage of that window. It would seem she and Killian have analyzed Dan well enough to understand how he fights."
Sai remarks.
"Hmm." Okoye doesn't reply as she turns her attention back to the match below.
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Boom!!!
Boom!!!
Mira doesn't let up in her assault as she continually blasts Dan with the latter narrowly avoiding the incessant attacks as he looked for an opening.
Dan pauses for a brief moment and hurls his sword towards Mira with immense force. Mira doesn't let up as she casually shoots the sword down.
Dan uses the blade as a distraction as he quickly flicked his finger with all the knives scattered around the arena floating into the air.
"Trying to repeat the same trick again won't work."
Mira remarks as she releases her fingers and crosses her hands with her mirrors forming a circular covering around her.
"I know how you fight. You don't know how I fight. This match is mine."
Mira remarks in a menacing tone as she bends low and slams her palms into the earth after which all the mirrors light up and begin to fire in every which way around the arena.
"Let me see you dodge this."
Mira mutters to herself.
"Hmm."
Dan puts up his palm and an iron shield quickly forms in front of him though it was not fast enough to block all the beams that moved in his direction with some of them burning his sides. 


A twist of fate or more like an unexpected turn of events send four individuals on a journey across the realms of Ra'as, a world of superpowers and extraordinary individuals. 

An adventure that will put them against powerful foes and will enable them uncover the secrets behind the real origins of their world is about to begin.

Unknown to our protagonists though is the fact that the threat of war looms over the Planet Ra'as with several factions getting into a struggle for the possession of the omnipotent device known as the Spirit orbs.

An epic tale of love and loss, pain and suffering, despair and revenge awaits all those willing to embark on this adventure with our protagonists.


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