Nari is about to turn thirty-four years old, single, and is the best executive assistant any boss could wish for. She is beautiful, smart, wife-material but inexperienced. Yes, she is thirty-four and still a virgin! What happens when she meets a handsome man, younger than her, in one fateful, embarassing night while under the influence? 
I'm not gonna tell you so better add this book in your library!

Benjamin came up with a plan overnight.

"Be careful, the King has given us news that the Church has started taking action. They have very likely found out that you were working in the bar, they might have even seen that book of yours."

That night, Mikel found Benjamin and personally told him the news.

Benjamin nodded but did not seem to be surprised.

The Church had many sets eyes around, it would be more of a surprise if they had not noticed. He expected the Church to act on the second or third day, but for them to find out so fast was unexpected.

Thus, he took out a piece of wood covered in weird runes.

He stuck the piece of wood into his mouth, concentrated his energy, and spoke into it, "The Church has started taking action, be careful as you follow the plan."

After saying this, the wood shone dimly and a wave of energy dispersed outward from it.

Benjamin nodded and proceeded to keep the wood.

"That item is really useful." Mikel smiled while saying.

"Not as useful as you think, it still takes an hour for them to receive the news." Benjamin shrugged, "But, before going off I had already reminded them to be careful anyway."

Luckily, they were prepared.

After the Church starts taking action, bars all over the kingdom will be filled with their eyes. At that point, it wouldn’t matter what disguises they used, the Church would still find out about them.

Thus, they could only regretfully give up this method of distribution for now.

Right now, the Church in Carretas has noticed their existence. The games have begun, and a secret game of cat and mouse will be played until one of the two sides is eventually defeated.

The good news was that in this case, Benjamin had taken the incentive.

Their next step was going to take place in the gambling dens.

If the Church had determined the location of their distribution, then they would immediately change to another location. With this, they would be able to run circles around the Church; it would be impossible for the Church to try to predict their movements. And so, they could continuously have the upper hand.

If Benjamin was slow, they would end up being caught. If the Church was slow, they would be dragged around in circles until every single copy of the booklet has been distributed. 

With the King as a spy, Benjamin was confident he could keep up his dance with the Church.

As first night drew to a close, the mages hurried home from all over to give their reports. They have successfully distributed over a thousand copies of Freedom of Promoting Magic – the effects of which have yet to be seen. But judging from people’s reaction, things were going well.

Statistically, only one in ten of the people who received the books had magical talent, but meditating was a technique that everybody could do, and which claimed to make their mental state sharper. Once the books proved themselves, it was likely they would allow their children to start reading it as well.

And so, the circle of influence would grow. From friends to relatives, to siblings and colleagues… And so, Benjamin did not have to print any more issues - the locals would most likely copy it by hand and pass it around themselves.

In the mage’s reports, there was also no sign of the Church’s shadow, despite Benjamin being sure that the Church had begun moving. Thus, Benjamin deduced that the Church was more secretive than they thought, and they had to careful not take them lightly.

After a short afternoon break, the mages grabbed a new batch of issues and marched themselves into gambling dens around the country; Benjamin himself participated. But he could not help but feel like a drug dealer with his huge cape, darting eyes and random questioning of strangers, "Bro, want a book?"

Luckily, the Church seemed to be still focused at the bars, and the mages were free to do as they pleased in the dens.

In reality, Benjamin’s actions were not illegal in Carretas. The Church showing themselves was illegal, and they had no legal reason to make the King ban the booklet.

So, the Church had to be sneaky with their actions.

"Your Majesty, a gang of criminals have been going around Carretas and spreading rumours to influence our people. We have to put a stop to them!"

In the palace, the bishop spoke aloud, waking up the King who had fallen asleep on his throne.

"Bishop Cameron? What happened? Why are you so angry? "The king rubbed his eyes and drowsily asked.

"Your Majesty, see for yourself." The bishop shook his head and handed over a book that was almost torn to pieces.

A guard beside him took the book and handed it to the king. The king opened the book to start reading and showed a confused look.

"What’s this?"

"Those people spreading fear in Ferelden… they’re now in Carretas! These are their evil lies." The bishop slowly said, "Your Majesty, think of the situation in Ferelden now, if you don’t start acting, your throne might be threatened."

Hearing this, the king gave an Oscar-worthy reaction. His eyes widened, and he started spitting out a mess of words in a panic, "This… this isn’t good! Lord Bishop, what should we do?"

The bishop replied smugly, "Issue a ban, call these people liars and state that everything written in the book is evil. If the civilians follow the teachings in the books, tell them they will only end up harming themselves."

The king thought for a while and nodded, "Good idea, I will make those people face the full force of the law!"

The rage in the bishop’s eyes subsided and he nodded graciously, "Your Majesty is wise."

Saying this, he bowed and turned around and left, not really seeming to want to say anything further to the king. After watching the bishop leave, the king’s face did not change. Instead, he signalled secretly at Mikel who was disguised as the guard. Then, he called for his officers and got ready to issue the ban.

Meanwhile, Mikel had taken his leave without anybody noticing. 



Kubei was just an ordinary pencil and button pusher working a day job, hating his boss and making horrible speeches when one day he fell asleep after pushing an all-nighter. When he woke up, he was bound to a chair, facing three creepy robed women and in a body way too young and way too weak to be his own. As he slowly came to, he realized that he was no longer in the same universe as he was before. He had teleported to the Kingdom of Helius, where an all-powerful church rules its lands and wages war against the elusive group known only as Mages. Armed with an incredibly cocky neural interface that just won’t shut up and his own sheer wit, our MC will find himself not just fighting to survive, but maybe even something bigger than himself.

A week passed by, and Eyrie began to inch closer and closer to Fei, ever since Fei reluctantly agreed to be her friend. She persistently followed wherever she went for most of the day. It was only after dinner that such behavior stopped.


Being the eldest miss of the Rochester family was not as easy as it seemed, and Eyrie stayed in her room until late at night doing paperwork for her father.


During the day, Eyrie did not have to exert much effort to adapt to her new routine though, making her life easier. There were really just two places that Fei frequented, not including the kitchen.


Eyrie did not want to step foot in that kitchen ever again and had requested a change in Fei's schedule. The change instructed Fei to eat wherever Eyrie told her to. Her father had agreed, on the account that Eyrie would help him with some matters.


And so Eyrie and Fei began to eat lunch together. Sometimes, the two ate in the garden, sometimes in the courtyard, and other times in the lounges. Eyrie had the chef prepare delicacies each time as well, as if she was trying to tame Fei with good food.


When Fei was training in the courtyard, Eyrie stayed under the large coniferous tree, seated at the stone table, and either read light novels or did work on her Tech Screen.


Her lady's maid would stand next to her, always ready to serve her, whether it was to provide some documents or a coat from that a bag that she carried. There were other servants too that provided snacks, or stood by, ready to inform the chef if Miss Eyrie was hungry.


At this time of the year, the weather had frequent mood swings; for one minute the wind would be howling in her ears, and for another minute the air would be damp and humid. This type of climate had a negative influence on Eyrie's physique, and so the servants were even more careful when serving her.


Thankfully though, most of Fei's schedule consisted of being in the library. In the library, Eyrie continued to read her novels or do her work as Fei flipped over the archives. This 'peaceful' atmosphere continued from midday to dinner time.


On the outside, the pair truly seemed like they have become the best of friends.


-      "Feixin, this book is very humorous, I recommend it to you."


-      "Feixin, have you read this book? It's really good! Perhaps the best in the entire library."


-      "Feixin, I am in LOVE with this novel that I recently read, it's about transmigration to a fantasy world, and the protagonist is so overpowered. You should read it!"


-      "None of the novels here suit my taste. I'll bring my collection for you next time."


Fei furrowed her eyebrows. Next time?


Why does Miss Eyrie keep hanging around me? Didn't I already agree to become 'friends' with her? Fei wanted to ask, but the way that Eyrie was talking so fast and animated stopped her.


She seemed really happy, so I shouldn't bother her, Fei thought. It didn't matter whether Miss Eyrie was around or not, it's not as if she couldn't focus on her own books just because of her presence.


She flipped a page in her book on diplomacy.


Eyrie stopped talking and looked at Fei with a slight pout on her face. She wasn't listening, was she?


Eyrie was trying to talk in different styles and tones, hoping to figure out which one would be the most suitable when approaching Fei. But it didn't seem to work.


Fei was still as closed off as ever, and she showed an obvious expression of displeasure whenever Eyrie mentioned of visiting her again. Well, it wasn't exactly true displeasure, but more like slight annoyance and a bit of indifference, something like an expression one would show when facing a fruit fly.


A fruit fly, huh?


After an entire week, the two didn't seem to have grown closer at all, despite how it looked from the outside! 

Why is that?!


Did I not put in enough effort or something? Eyrie was on the verge of breaking down.


She wondered how long before they can return to how friendly they were in the past? It would be a hard thing to accomplish, wouldn't it? She inwardly sighed.


Or maybe it's just that I don't have the patience. We only became 'friends' after FIVE YEARS in my previous life. Not a short period. Eyrie laughed to herself deprecatingly. 


The eldest miss propped her elbows on the table and stared intently at Fei, who was reading without a care in the world.


She could never get used to those purple and yellow eyes. They kind of made her forget that the person that sat in front of is actually the same person she used to know in her past life and not some stranger.


Sapphire. A bright, electrifying, crazy blue. That was the color it used to be. To be honest, Fei probably looked more human in the past than she did now. How ironic.


All of the sudden, a strange scene flashed in Eyrie's mind—


In the darkness of the night, a figure that was hidden in the shadows held a metallic object that glinted in the moonlight.


It was some sort of foreign weapon. The figure slightly raised the object and rushed forward towards her.


As the figure came closer, he or she's facial features became clearer.


A pair of azure eyes that glared down at her with coldness and utter nonchalance.


As if looking at a stranger. 


A chill ran down Eyrie's spine.


She gasped, and her complexion paled. She clutched her chest with trembling hands.

In a world filled with war and horror, she was a tool of slaughter. 

She fought her way emotionlessly through the war for her masters' commands. 

But it isn't until they die that she realizes how much the people she killed meant to her. 

...

People say that being immortal would be an incredible dream come true, but they are liars. 

Immortality is a nightmare. 

People also say that they would rather have no feelings than to feel hurt.

But she would rather feel something than to feel nothing at all; especially when people who care about her die right in front of her, under her own hands. 

She would do anything to become human.

To live, to feel, to die. 

To be in control of her own fate.

Even if it means losing everything.

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Author's note:
- Promised at least 7 chapters a week
- The pace is a little slow

This is my first novel~ I hope you enjoy it!

Eris Braunhauer.  Age:  1,223 seasons.  Job:  Maid.  Specialty:  Screaming.

Yep, she was the maid who first encountered Kuro inside Her Holiness' chamber after she summoned him.  As a maid, she was assigned to attend to the Saint's personal well-being, which she does with zeal.  But in reality, Eris was given her duty not because she's talented on that regard; it was because of her skill for screaming, which could be heard throughout the entire palace and used as an alarm when there's a trespasser, as was the case of Kuro.

And in the aftermath of the incident with that strange boy, Eris couldn't remove from her mind the fact that she almost caused his death.  

Well, it's not that she's totally abhorring interacting with men.  However, her workplace was a big influence on her life as a young maiden.  The maids of the Holy Palatial Gardens were well-known haters of the opposite gender, since they had a bad history from the repeated trespassing incidents of the past.

"…" 

Her co-workers' mantra in the workplace was 'All men are perverts and perverts are all men', which was deeply rooted in her heart.  Thus, she believed that all boys wanted only 'that' from girls like her.  But…

"Hey, watch it!"

"!!!"  

A book almost fell on Eris' head as she was cleaning the Saint's private library.  Fortunately, Kuro was there reading some books to pass time.  

No, he didn't manage to catch the book, as it fell directly on Eris' foot (that's why it's written 'almost fell on her head'); he's quite a wimp sometimes, see?  What he did right was actually after the poor young maid hurt her foot…it was a heavy tome after all.

Kuro removed Eris' boot and massaged the part that got hurt.  And then, after asking her if the pain's gone, he went back to his book.

At that moment, there's confusion in Eris' mind.  

If she followed the Aristotelian logic she didn't know she was already using, 'All perverts are men and perverts are all men', then she could infer that this boy, Kuro, had an ulterior motive towards her.  However, the guy just went back to his book without even looking lecherously at her smooth skin and fair complexion.  

Could it be that Aristotle's logic is wrong?  And who is Aristotle anyway?  She asked herself.

Anyway, back to Kuro and Eris.  As he didn't bother with her any longer, the maid excused herself from the library and went on her way.  However, deep in her heart, Eris could feel something pleasant was welling up.  After all, she was there when she saw Kuro push the Head Maid away from immediate danger and almost got killed himself, if not for Her Holiness' direct intervention.  Not only that, Kuro saved her friends from the kitchen department who tried to attack him in his room before.  He also caught a pervert that was trying to steal Her Holiness' underwear…

And, all of them watched Kuro as he saved the Head Maid when she was about to jump from the roof of the Servants' Quarters.

"…"

That, for her, is a proof of not all boys are perverts.

But that's something that she'd realize later on.  For the meantime, Eris needed to clear her mind of that random guy called Aristotle.

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**Meanwhile, on Kuro's side…**

Hmm…lately, I'm starting to get the chills.  It's as if someone's watching me.

"…"

Well, I mean, the maids were watching my every move and I could feel their bloodlust for me.  But this one's different.  It's as if…as if…someone's putting a charm on me…

"…"

I guess it's only my imagination.  I mean, who's stupid enough to become attracted to someone like me?

"ACHOOO!!!" "ACHOOO!!!" "ACHOOO!!!"

I think Her Holiness, the Head Maid and that other maid Eris would be having a cold soon.  Better prepare the meds, I guess?

The God of Chersea had retired. Not wishing to be bothered by another land to govern, the gods chose a few mortals known as the Saints to guide Chersea for them. Each were given a corresponding god-like powers, and each had different personalities. Enter Kuro. He was a human from Earth that was summoned by the Human Saint, all because she was bored. Virtually alone and with a few friends to turn to, he must learn to survive in this new land he was brought into. And for that to happen, Kuro must discover and wield the power he didn't know he possessed long before he was summoned to Chersea...

. . .

"Where were you? A little more, and you would be late," Armand whispered, when his brother hurriedly ran to the doors of the living room, where they usually had dinner. "Father is already there, and the butler took the test results from me, I didn't have time to correct your mark," the boy lowered his head, he sincerely wanted to help smooth out their father's anger, because he knew that the man was more strict with Marcus than with him.

"Ah, forget it," Marcus waved his hand and looked at his brother, "How are you?" For the past few days, Armand had a cold, but none of the adults really cared, that's why Marcus looked after his brother himself.

"It's all right I think, I'll be good in two days," Armand answered in a slightly hoarse voice.

The living room door opened and one of the maids greeted the young gentlemen, "Come in, your father is expecting you." The boys looked at each other and went inside. Sigmund Taubert was sitting in a high-backed chair at the head of a large table and examining papers.

"Armand, I don't get it, your results are below normal, only 95 points? It looks like your brother is having a bad influence on you, I should review your free time," the man commented dryly on his son's test results, although they were the best in the class.

"Father, Marcus has nothing to do with-," the boy began to explain, but his brother interrupted him.

"Father, Armand had a cold and had a fever, he could not prepare properly. But even so, his result is-"

"Marcus!" The man shouted off his son's speech, and both boys flinched, "Did I give you the right to speak?"

"No, sir, you didn't," Marcus replied, barely audibly, and hid his hands behind his back so that his father would not notice his trembling fingers.

"That's right! How dare you even open your mouth?! With your 80 points, you shouldn't even raise your head in shame!" The man threw papers with the test results in the child's face. And why was one of his sons so mediocre? Members of their family have always been distinguished by high intelligence and academic performance, and this one, although he was his blood, was all about his abilities like his deceased mother.

"Father, but 80 points is-" Armand wanted to protect his brother and say that Marcus had the second result in the class after him and that the rest did not score more than 60, but Mr. Taubert's eyes were already burning with furious fire.

"Silence!" The menacing cry of a man thundered all over the room, "I talked with your class teacher and how is it that you didn't report to me about your skipping physics lesson, eh?"

The boys lowered their heads and closed their eyes, they did not assume that their father would know about it. Unofficially, that day the physics lesson was canceled, but officially all the children had to work in the laboratory on the experiments. When the teacher left, all the children began to fool around, and the twins did not consider it a problem to slip out of the classroom on their own business. 

"Instead of practicing, you dragged into the drawing room!" The man pointed a finger at Marcus and growled, "It's all you! You and your stupid pictures! You have a bad influence on your brother and ruin his future with your useless interests!"

The boy clenched his jaw from resentment, but could not utter a word in his defense. In this family, only his mother supported his love for drawing, but now that she was gone, he fully felt the unlimited influence of his father.

The man was ready for anything, even to break the identity of his own child, if only to achieve the desired goals and "educate" him as the ideal and unshakable Taubert.

"Hans!" Sigmund shouted to one of the servants, that one appeared in the living room at the same moment, "Now go to Marcus's room, collect all the brushes, paints, pencils, all the drawings and everything connected with it ... and burn it all."

"No!" The boy raised his head and looked at his father in horror and pain, "No, you cannot! Mom gave it to me!" He rushed to the man with a prayer in his eyes and began to beg him not to do this, "Please, dad, I will do everything! I will learn, just don't throw it away!"

The man pushed the child away from him with a sharp movement of his hand, which made the boy fall to the floor. "Lock Armand in his room until morning, don't give him any water or food," Mr. Taubert gave the order and looked in disgust at his second son, who was lying on the floor and sobbing with resentment, "Whip Marcus on the back and his hands five times, lock him in the basement until evening." After he said that he turned and left, without even looking at his sons.
. . .

The basement door creaked, and a small shadow seeped in, "Marcus, where are you?" A small childish voice asked through the darkness.

"I'm here," the boy answered, he was sitting on an old bed in the corner of the room, his knees pressed to his chest. It was cold and damp in the basement, and his father didn't even allow him to have a blanket, even though it was already frosty in the evenings.

Polina lifted the candle up so that she could see the steps, and went downstairs, "I brought you some food and hot tea," the girl laid out some warm bundles on the bed, "And also, here's something for you," she took out a small notebook from her bosom, "I managed to steal it from Hans, before he burned everything else."

Marcus picked up the notebook, tears appeared in the boy's eyes. It was a notebook with sketches of his mother, she loved to draw and often showed her son various techniques of painting.

"Ugh-thank you," he answered quietly, "But you better leave if someone notices you, they will punish you."

"Don't worry, I have ten more minutes, now everyone is busy," the girl explained, "Sorry, I opened the book, there are such beautiful pictures. Did you draw this?"

"No, my mom did," the boy answered and opened a notebook. Polina climbed onto the bed and sat next to him, examining the uncomplicated but beautiful images under the flickering candlelight.

"You intentionally failed the test, right? I know how you had been preparing for it all week. You did it on purpose, because you thought Armand might not be able to cope, right?" Polina asked while the boy was turning over page after page.

Marcus's hand froze along with the next page in the air, after which he turned it over as before, "I don't understand what you mean. Just math is not my forte," he replied.

"We are friends, aren't we? Why are you hiding this from me and from Armand? You think I didn't understand that you specifically underestimate your grades so that your father scolds you, not your brother?"

Marcus grinned, he did not expect Polina to so easily figure out his plan, which he had used successfully for many years. He began to deliberately put himself in a bad light in order to take on most of his father's anger after one incident when Armand fell under Mr. Taubert's hot hand and lay in bed for more than two weeks.

Then their mother was alive, but that day she was not at home, Armand accidentally broke his father's favorite figurine when he climbed onto his desk for something, and his father caught him at that moment. Marcus could not take the blame on himself, and Armand felt the whole anger of Sigmund, which almost sent the child to the better world.

Just then, at the bed of his brother, he vowed that he would protect him as much as he could. And he did this for several years to the best of his age.

Marcus turned his head and looked at the girl, her attention was focused on the book in his hands. The shadow from her long eyelashes fell on her cheeks, and her blue eyes gave off golden sparks. She was very beautiful. 

Marcus noticed this when he had only first seen her.

Despite the fact that Polina was the daughter of a servant, she was much more beautiful than all the girls who studied at his school, although the latter ones were from wealthy families and wore beautiful outfits. 

The girl, feeling his gaze, turned. The boy closed his eyes and leaned in her direction.

"W-what are you doing?!" Polina jumped back and covered her mouth with her hand. It was a complete surprise for her when the boy slightly touched her lips with his lips, "This can only be done with the one you love and whom you want to get married to!"

"Sorry, I didn't mean to offend you," Marcus shyly turned to one side, he himself did not understand why he had done this. At school, many girls wanted to kiss him on the cheek or as adults do, but he had never wanted to kiss someone himself. This feeling was new and unusual for him.

But, despite his young ten years, he understood what it was.

"Um, do you have someone you would like to marry?" he asked Polina after they sat in silence for a couple of minutes.

"Yes," the girl answered quietly.

The boy felt something prickle in his heart, but asked the next question, "Do I know him?"

"N-no," Polina answered in an uncertain tone and turned away.

'Yeah, right,' Marcus thought to himself. He knew that she hadn't gone anywhere and lived on inside the territory of the manor, and only Armand was the only child besides him. It turns out that even if he became friends with Polina first, even she, in the end, preferred his brother.

"You better leave before you get caught," the boy said, "Thanks again for the food. What I did ... um ... it was a sign of gratitude, so don't worry. We're friends, right?"

"Yeah," the girl nodded her head, smiled, and just as quietly slipped out, leaving Marcus alone again in the total darkness of the cold basement.
. . .

"I will haunt you like a shadow, take away everything that is dear to you and you won't even notice me," his eyes were shining with the triumphant glee. 
"Go on! But when you get to the top you will see that all that you have done turned out to be meaningless!" 
"Is it a bet?" smiled the devil himself and looked with an amusing grin at the person, who kneeled in front of him. Such a disobedient toy, he thought.
"It is a bet."
"Then let the new game start."

Elena Lee, the daughter of the pharmaceutical tycoon, has been tormented by nightmares since she was six years old. In those dreams, she meets a strange man. It looks like he is trying to save her or... to kill her. But what will the girl do when the man from her dreams suddenly appears before her eyes in reality?



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Chapters 1-149 - Book 1. The Numbers: Fragments of Time.
Status: Completed. Under editing.
Book 1 is in the process of publishing as a hardcopy, so you have a chance to read it for free right now because I don't know whether I will be allowed to leave it here or not. 

Chapters 150 - .... - Book 2. The Numbers: Demon Behind the Scenes. 
Status: Ongoing.

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I'm not the owner of the art, all the credits to the author.

Serah: IF ANYONE IS SLEEPING NEXT TO LIGHTNING IT'S ME
After Ozpin's introduction speech Glynda escorted all the Beacon student candidates inside a massive hall and was supplied with sleeping bags. While most students were trying to have an early night in preparation for tomorrows exam. Serah and Yang were competing for the position to sleep next to Lightning. Ruby using her semblance had quickly claimed the space to the left so only the right side remained.

Lightning: What you writing there Ruby?
Ruby: A letter to all my friends back at Signal. I promised to tell them all about Beacon and how things are going.
Lightning: Sounds nice. Maybe I should try and make more friends here.
Ruby looked up from her notebook with a conflicted look etched over her face. For around 5 years Ruby had been Lightning's only friend except for Yang. She didn't want her friend to be lonely but possessive thoughts were also present.
Ruby: do you remember the first time we meet?
Lightning: How could I forget. It was my first day at Signal and you wiped the floor with me.
Ruby: I never expected back then the stubborn girl who refused to admit she lost would become one of my best friends.
Lightning: I've been called stubborn two times in two days. Starting to get used to it.

After a couple of minutes of joking around Ruby got curious and asked.

Ruby: Why didn't you try to make more friends at Signal
Lightning: It's kinda childish but I didn't value others. My only priority was bettering myself. By the time I realised how dumb I was, I already had a bad reputation and it was too late
While Lightning and Ruby were taking a trip down memory lane. Yang was setting up her sleeping bag next to Lightning. It was obvious from the start an archer like Serah couldn't fight a brawler like Yang head-on.
Yang: Enough of the depressing talk. How about I help my asocial friend and sister make friends. It's easy.
Yang drags the two teens by their arms. Ruby tries to put up a fight but Lightning for what seemed like 100th time today resigned herself to her 'fate'.
The girl they were approaching was a black-haired beauty wearing a ribbon who was reading a book with a candle as her light source.
Yang: (singing) Hel-looooo!
Blake: Do I know you three?
Ruby: Uh, No! My name's Ruby Rose it's nice to meet you
Yang: Just call me Yang, I'm Ruby's big sister.
Lightning: Light
The black-haired girl gave the 3 girls in front of her a once over. She couldn't help but spend a couple more seconds on Lightning to appreciate her beauty.

Blake: Blake
Lightning: 'Blake? As in my quest?'
Lightning looks at Ruby while thinking
Lightning: 'It seems just being around her is dragging me to people who are important to this world. It's like she's the main character of a TV Show'
Blake instantly after answering turns back to her book
Yang: I like your bow
Blake: ...Thanks
Yang: It goes great with your… Pyjamas!
Blake: Right
Lightning: What you reading?
Blake: Well... i-it's about a man with two souls, each fighting for control over his body.

Ruby: I love books. Yang used to read to me every night before bed. Stories of heroes and monsters... They're one of the reasons I want to be a Huntress!
Blake: (laughing a little) And why is that? Hoping you'll live happily ever after?
Ruby: Well, I'm hoping we all will. As a girl, I wanted to be just like those heroes in the books... Someone who fought for what was right, and protected people who couldn't protect themselves!
Blake: That's... very ambitious for a child. (her smile turns into a frown)

Lightning: Shame the real world isn't that nice. As someone who grew up surrounded by bullying because of my appearance. Human nature is scary they hate anything different.
Blake looks at Lightning with an almost understanding look in her eyes.
Ruby: Well, that's why we're here! To make it better.
Lightning: That's so like you
Yang: Oh, I am so proud of my baby sister! (hugs Ruby into the air)
Ruby: Cut it out!
The two sisters start playfully fighting. Their laughs could be heard even from across the hall.
Blake: (Giggles) Well it was a pleasure to have met you all
Lightning: (smiles) feelings mutua-
Weiss: (storming onto the scene in her own pyjamas as Ruby traps Yang's leg) What in the world is going on over here?! Don't you realise some of us are trying to sleep?

The chaos only started to die down once Blake blew out her candle leaving everyone in darkness.

While Lightning was laying in her sleeping bag and somehow, she transformed into Ruby and Yang's hug pillow. She couldn't fall asleep because one thing was on her mind. Not that she needed sleep she just liked the sensation of waking up refreshed.

Lightning: 'System, What is fate?'
{Fate is the will of the world. Fate doesn't take sides in good and evil it'll give both equal chances to 'win' but Fate is a fickle existence it can change its mind on who's important seemingly in a heartbeat. Also, if someone "Favoured" died they would simply be replaced}
Lightning: 'So Favoured by fate is basically a title that signifies the person can have serious importance to the world?'
{Yeap}
Lightning: 'Can fate control people?'
{Yes and no. Fate can create situations where important things MAY occur, but it can't outright control you}
Lightning: 'So. Ruby meeting other important people is fate's work?'
{Yes}
Lightning: 'My final question… Can fate influence me?'
{Not at all. Right now you are just caught up in Ruby and Yang's fate}
Lightning: Why can't it control me?
{I thought your last one was your final question}
Lightning: 'Even though you won't tell me the last part. Thank you for what you can tell me'
{No problem... goodnight Light}

Goddess: You have 3 options:
1)    Reincarnate with all your memories intact
2)    Reincarnate with half your memories and 3 wishes
3)    Reincarnate with all your memories wiped and 5 wishes
???: Easy. Option 3.

Watching Ou Nisi Te having his battle with the horse stance, Zou Liang started on his own training. During this time he no longer required luck to perform some techniques, though he was still unable to perform the more difficult techniques; three or four chain techniques could be performed smoothly. Zou Liang understood that techniques must be well practiced or else they will lack killing power, therefore being physically strong was not enough as they would have their flaws taken advantage of by their opponent.

However if there was an immediate problem that needed to be addressed that was Zou Liang's firepower. The previous three chain combination included a lethal strike to the neck however it still only made Ou Nisi Te numb for a while. His firepower could only be said to be lacking however Beast Spirit was similar to qi, therefore it could solve his problem. However if he wished to incorporate qi into his techniques there was only one method; to practice.

Beast Spirit Strength is similar to explosive strength 1, doing this allows one to achieve the strongest power they could muster. When defending, one can move their Beast Spirit to the area attacked, consequently increasing their defences.

Beast Spirit could be considered the foundation of one's safety and fate. It didn't matter how advanced ones techniques were if others could slap them to death. Zou Liang understood that one with this kind of strength could defeat ten people experienced in martial techniques.

This did not worry Zou Liang, as having something as good as the Beast Spirit World, how could one let go of such a good opportunity.

Zou Liang's lips carelessly curved into a devious smile as he thought of obtaining justice for Ya Se through glory.

His skeletal structure could also be considered as another combat strength, to a combat fanatic this was considered as an innate characteristic. After a short moment of perplexity he had been enlightened.

"Does fellow student Ya Se happen to be in?", asked a Fu Ke Si (Fox) old man tha had just arrived at the entrance. This old man looked around at the squatting Ou Nisi Te and Ya Se who was performing random maneuvers with a strange look; these two were in fact weird creatures.

"I'm Ya Se, is there some matter you need me for old man?"

"Fellow student Ya Se, my houses young lady would like to invite you to attend a studying salon2", the Fu Ke Si old man replied with a polite nod and a slight bow. This was the Fu Ke Si's speciality, every influential household would hire one of the Fu Ke Si as a steward.

"Is your household's young lady Ai Wei Er?", Ya Se asked as he was very clear of the people he knew in school. Other than Ou Nisi Te the only other candidate could only be Ai Wei Er though he was not very well acquainted with her.

The Fu Ke Si old man nodded his head and replied, "Here is the invitation slate, at 3 o'clock in the afternoon a carriage will come to receive you."


Fu Na (Fú Nà) had been serving the Rui Bo Te (Rabbit) tribes family for around 20 years now. The young lady would often organise these study salons, inviting some of her close friends. This friend however wasn't an aristocrat or a rich merchant however, this time a member of the bear tribe was cautiously invited.

Seeing the place that they lived in could only be considered as the poorer type of the school. Only people who lacked power or influence and also lacked talent would be left to these remote backwater areas.

"This….", Zou Liang hesitated, he had no interest in attending this study salon as he had a lot of things he needed to do.

Fu Na didn't display any look of astonishment and stated, "Fellow student Ya Se, the young lady said that you could view her book collection, one must know that our young lady's book collection in Ye Lu Samo City 3 could be counted as outstanding and all of the people who are attending are intelligent people, therefore is a very good opportunity to establish connections"

Zou Liang thought for moment, since he had to survive in this world, external interactions were a must. He nodded however he saw Ou Nisi Te's look of envy and therefore he asked "old man, would it be possible if I bring my brother along?"

"Of course you can, you can even bring your friends."

"Then thank you very much."

"Are there things to eat at the salon?" Ou Nisi Te immediately asked after hearing he could take part.

Fu Na nodded though being in a slight daze and answered, "If you have anything you need, we will prepare it."

Although this guest was a bit strange but being a Fu Ke Si (Fox) Steward he wouldn't have the slightest bit of contempt as this was a tradition of Fu Ke Si stewards.

"Older brother, let's eat less for lunch, I heard that large family tribes have very nice things to eat."

Ou Nisi Te suggested while touching his legs which were weak from squatting.

"A large tribes family, is Ai Wei Er's family very prominent?"

"Older brother, the Rui Bo Te (Rabbit) tribe is separated into five large families and the family Ms Ai Wei Er is part of is considered the top family amongst the five. Ms Ai Wei Er is very famous at school.", Ou Nisi Te reported whilst making a strange face as he thought it was strange that his older brother didn't even know this much.

Where would Zou Liang know that a girl from the rabbit tribe had such a large influence? He had been a bit narrow-minded as he thought that only the strong had large family tribes however this was not the case, as a strong empire must have hundreds of flourishing tribes. Large beast tribes who governed had powerful quantitative strength, however this was to control the population, but when it came to individual's, strength didn't mean that a beast tribe did not have a large family tribe.

In the temple and the Engraving masters guild the Bisi Mai swan tribe and Tian Mei (Tiān mèi) tribe 4 were very prominent. A beast tribe looking after other beast tribes is a customary tribal concept, this concept is the reason why the Meng Jia Empire stayed powerful. To have a tribe living on it's own is a very rare sight.


For development to occur the harmony and cooperation of the beast tribes is inevitable.

Although he did not know why Ai Wei Er invited him but there's no harm in going to a place where there was food, drinks and books to read.

After the two had a simple lunch, Ou Nisi Te proceeded with his horse stance, while Zou Liang also kept practicing his maneuvers grasping the movement of his beast spirit in time with the tempo of his body movement. Perhaps he was a genius in this aspect as he did not find much difficulty practicing.

Time passed very fast while concentrating as it was 3 o'clock, the carriage had arrived promptly and was waiting at the entrance. As this was Ou Nisi Te's first time sitting in a gorgeous horse carriage he was quite excited. He would let his eyes wander, touch objects and occasionally let out a laugh with a large grin spread over his face.

Fu Na silently observed these two Bi Er's: the one which was taller was very normal, he could even be considered below average. The other Bi Er looked a bit fragile however he was indeed different, he was very taciturn and a glint would often appear in his eye while in seemingly deep thought, to see this temperament was indeed uncommon.

Fu Ke Si's naturally excel in observation, especially to a guest who the young lady had put at such high importance.

However throughout the road trip he had not realised anything else that was special.

"Wei Wei, who are you waiting for that hasn't arrived yet?"

"En, I've invited two special people."

"Oh, Yi Ka Bo De (Yī kǎ bó dé) has been quite impressive lately, he has achieved a plain grade beast transformation. Also his transformations system 5 is considered very good."

"No wonder he didn't come today."

"He's born in 4th terrestrial branch 6 and is to become the top expert of this generation;He must've diligently worked hard."

This so called study salon was actually a place for nobility to gather, gossip and make friends. Of course Ai Wei Er sent out the invitations with studying as the purpose, with many people reading books and discussing the most recent trends, it was a place that friends enjoyed.

"A guy eh, so boring, however Yi Ka Bo De is indeed very handsome; those blonde curls make him extremely sexy."

"Oh your heart strings are starting to tingle.", Ai Wei Er mocked. 7

Si Nai Ke snake tribe's ladies would never avoid conversation on relationships 8. They believed that Yin Yang was a gift bestowed by the beast spirit world and to reproduce was a glorious thing.

Bei Ji (Bèi jī) charmingly laughed,  the corner of her mouth revealed a small beauty mark which left a very sexy, enticing feeling. 9


"Apparently Ke Te (Kē tè) captured a three legged Qi Mei La (Qíměi lā – Chimera) 10 preserving all of its demon power. It seems like he is also planning for his beast transformation."

"That was when Yi Ka Bo De had finished his plain grade. So how could he not be worried."

"The beast god festival is arriving again, we can have a holiday again."

"Yeah but knowing the directors character he'll come up with some kind of weird mission again." 11

Ya Se and Ou Nisi Te had already arrived, the two of them in this kind of setting were a bit incompatible. Ou Nisi Te couldn't feel it, while on the other hand Zou Liang did not care.

A combat-game loving neet. full of hope, arrives in world ruled by the beast race.

Does it have military supremacy?

Does it have murderous beauties?

Brother, why are you so sad, this is not forcing civilized people to act crazy aaa!!!

Zou, the Wand of god, began his journey of unscrupulous devastation in Amond, the Beast god mainland,

The rules? There are no rules!

Principles? His doing is the principle!

Occupation? Occupations are floating clouds. Bro, playing around is the best.

A story of a Different world, the same passion, one small step at a time, an unimportant person becomes the great conqueror. Moving, Explosive, Bloody forever!

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Genre: Action Adventure Comedy Fantasy Martial Arts Romance School Life Xuanhuan

Tags: Academy Adapted to Manhua Adopted Alternate Worlds Animal Transformation Aristocracy Artifact Crafting Artifacts Beastskin Calm Male Lead Hard Life Inscriptions Poor Background Reincarnation Religion Smart Male Lead Spiritual Power Tattoo Transported to Another World Weak to Strong Younger Brother

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Sirius uses the remaking of Hogwarts as a sign by mother magic that we as a society need to reform. He points out that the new castle is a mixture of the good points of different architecture and that they as a magical community needed to implement that maintaining tolerance towards non-purebloods.
Lots of bias legislation reversed, Dumbledore tries to use Hogwarts as positive publicity but gets slammed down by the alliance since he was also transported out with the respective students.
Lots of politics in the wizenagemot. Sirius gets lots of positive publicity, slowly falls in love with Amelia Bones. Amelia bones in the list of people who knew Harold James Potter was back in the wizarding world(but not of benjamin sterling). Sirius gets back bike from Hagrid, repairs with the help of harry. Harry introduces new bikes and suggests a custom bike made together with Sirius and Harry for Hagrid, for being such a pure person and accepting Sirius innocence right after the trial. 
Volume 2 Hogwarts
Replacing the Elf at the lighthouse and excellent acting by Harold to keep acting like original Harry with Hagrid, get 'introduced to Sirius' during shopping, get Brown owl gift by Hagrid name, Artemis.
Reintroduction to original characters that have changed due to the primary school, a truly Slytherin Malfoy who acts like a jerk for appearances but is a good guy inside. A Ron Weasley who was not too lazy and tried to keep the scholarship, but still went fanboy over quidditch, Hermione granger who learnt and follows wizarding customs and read the book of the introduction of the magical world to First generations magicals by Benjamin Sterling. Beautiful Hermione due to magical shampoo and fixed teeth found insecurities due to passive legillimency by Harold. Susan Bones who is more like Amelia but is a lot smarter due to Harold. Neville who is more like a brother to Harold. A healer aiming Hannah. Similar sorting to the story, but with some changes as Dumbledore cannot influence sorting anymore and sorting hat had been sorting without consideration of blood status and did the work that it was supposed to.
Harry helps friends with training teaches Hermione Occulumency, Hermione reveals heir of Dagworth-granger extraordinary society of potioneers. He offers lady training. Slowly getting close to Hermione. Jealous Susan, but Harold consoles. Quirrel did not break into Gringotts because he saw that the stone was removed. Wards reject and exorcise Quirrel, Quirrel dies Voldemort escapes. Hermione slowly integrates into friend circle and gets accepted by everyone. Slowly her insecurities are cured.
year 1, and 2 are exploring new Hogwarts and making a new Marauders map together with the twins because the old map shows the old layout of the castle, exploring the new secrets of the castle and trips and tricks. Harold does a lot of publicity to make the image of Harry Potter in common peoples mind closer to reality.
Year 3 worm tail escapes, similar to the original story except this time worm tail has come to kill him. Stopped, but escaped.
 Year 4 similar to the book, except friendship of the contestants by second task becoming good friends. Harold sits down with current Love interests (Hermione, Susan, Ginny, Daphne) and decides on a Harem since he has to maintain and operate his Main bloodlines. Hermione for Potter, Ginny for Gryffindor, Susan for Peverell, Daphne for Slytherin.  As for Evans he made it Matriarchial and decided that he would name one of his future daughters as an Heir.
The killing of resurrected Voldemort at the graveyard at one swoop capturing all the summoned death eaters.
Continuing through Hogwarts, Post Hogwarts, reform for university-level studies in magic, reform Hogwarts courses.
 The magical world discovered by the non-magical world, Magical world ready for war. Holds all countries hostage by capturing all nuclear warheads across the world. Makes NoMags Clear the African Continent. All Non-magicals in the African continent are Shifted throughout the world. All Magical governments unite to form a Magical Federation, Federation demands that all magical Children found in any country are the population of the new magical federation. Africa is populated purely by magicals. New Governmental structure, maintains status quo with the rest of the world, while slowly repairing the African continent and making it a magical animal sanctuary. Repairing forests, stopping desert expansion, etc.

Young Harry Potter, 6-years old is accidentally killed by his uncle due to abuse. Now to fulfill Harry Potter's destiny, Harold Evans is chosen to fuse with Harry's remnant soul. The Library of Heavens Magic Path chooses the newly fused Harold James Potter as its host. Watch as he uses it to turn the world upside down. (I do not own either Harry Potter or LOHP). Recreated to join the Harry Potter Contest.

After Zhao Yao appeared on the live streams for the past few days, information and news about him were rife on the internet and he became the hottest celebrity in the world.
With full exposure of superpowers, a few countries and external influence made use of the chance to feed the masses with more superpower news, making it the hottest topic on the internet for a few months.
There were countless daily visitors to Zhao Yao's previous home, company, and school to take pictures. 
"Everyone please queue up. Take pictures one at a time. Do not be impatient… This is Zhao Yao's initial company where he deleted the database. I don't have proof because he used his superpower to commit the crime."
At a news conference, a group of reporters took pictures of Nessie continuously.
"Let me tell you, when I first met Zhao Yao, I knew he was extraordinary." Nessie picked up a book and said, "The details of how I fought with Zhao Yao can be found in my book that I wrote in prison. Please buy my book 'Life's Circumstances'."
Xiao Ming stood outside his African factory and spoke into his cellphone completely exhilarated. 
"Er… you're investing in my factory? Yes, I owed Zhao Yao tens of millions of dollars. Zhao Yao invested tens of millions in my factory. Half of my shares belonged to him…"
Xiao Ming was moved as he said, "You're thinking of investing? Great… we're very close. If not, why would he invest tens of millions? That's tens of millions, even parents would fall out with me over these sums. Do you know how close I am with Zhao Yao?"
At the entrance of a high school, a man approached Xiao Yu and said, "You must be Zhao Yao's aunt, Miss Yu?" 
"What a young aunt?" A burly man said in surprise, "You must have the superpower of becoming youthful? Your real self must be a great beauty."
Xiao Yu was getting impatient and wanted to chase him away. She narrowed her eyes and said in astonishment, "You managed to see through that?"
With the rise of Zhao Yao's influence, the enterprise that he was developing progressed rapidly in a few months.
Before long, the catmint prohibition was extended to the entire country and Dust Ball Catmint became the only official catmint. Dust Ball Catmint started selling in many cities.
Zhao Yao bought an entire street which was next to Cat Wonderland on loan. The street developed and expanded.
Most of his business was handed to Bai Quan. Zhao Yao spent most of his time researching Closers World.
…
Half a year later, in a small and poor county in China.
A girl skipped and bounced as she approached a newly opened cafe.
The renovated cafe was situated on a dilapidated street and looked outstanding amidst the surrounding worn out shops.
After opening the cafe door, the lass saw an unhappy orange cat squatting by the entrance, waiting for her.
The lass lowered her head apologetically and clasped both her hands. "Sorry! Sorry! I'm late because the alarm on my cell phone didn't ring!" She opened her eyes and surveyed the deep end of the cafe. "Is boss here?"
A youth, who had pale face and dark eye circles, was resting on a reclining chair. He squinted his eyes as the sun shone on his body, making him look lazy.
He looked as though he was an old cat sunbathing in a courtyard.
The orange cat shook his head and pointed to the kitchen. Ning Ning hurried to the kitchen to prepare the cat's breakfast.
She cooked the cat meal using fresh ingredients she prepared yesterday as she sized up the youth. She thought, "He has dark eye circles, he must have slept late…"
The boss of the cafe gave her a mysterious and weird feeling.
For example, the cafe was built overnight. It was a common convenience store the day before the opening of the cafe.
The boss rested sickly on the chair daily and he didn't greet customers.
The boss also looked familiar but she could not recall why.
Cats would appear and vanish in the cafe mysteriously. Ning Ning did not know how many cats the boss kept. She only knew there were no cats in sight except during meal times. Then, she would be surrounded by various cats.
"The boss must be an apostle. The cats felt like supercats." Ning Ning thought excitedly, "Perhaps they can help me after I become friends with them?"
Matcha sat in front of Ning Ning and scoffed, "She has a silly look. This foolish girl's my worst employee."
Latte hugged his head as he walked over. Half a year had passed and his body was half of Matcha's size. He looked like Matcha that had been starved for a week.
Latte fixed his gaze on Ning Ning's cat meals. He wiped off the saliva from the corners of his lips and said, "Meal time? Is it our meal time?"
Matcha said, "Silly cat, we're not eating salmon today."
"Don't call me silly cat. My IQ test score is 90!" Latte slapped his paws in anger. Ever since Milk Tea exposed their pretending to be sick, Matcha had been calling him silly and he hated it.
He had an IQ of 90, how could he be a silly cat?
Matcha said, "You only have three days' worth of memory. How could you not be silly?"
"Nonsense! I can remember more. Test me if you don't believe!"
Matcha asked, "What did you have for Sunday's dinner?"
"I… last week…" Latte bit his paw pad as he tried to recall the answer. His confidence was shaken. "Am I really a silly cat? My IQ is 90."
Matcha said, "It's alright if you can't remember. A lot of cats were unable to recall what they ate a few days before…"
Latte sat at one side and heaved in relief. Matcha said, "From the next month onwards, Zhao Yao will set up a monthly test. Cats who fail the tests will have deductions from their salary and bonus, in addition to remedial class…"
"What!" Latte said furiously, "Do I have to go for tests? Remedial class too? That's unreasonable! It's cat torture!"
When he thought about Zhao Yao, Latte was discouraged and he sighed in resignation. He felt that the world was cruel even though he was less than a year old. His IQ of 90 was not good enough for him to survive.


"Let go of that kitty cat!"

A shooting star whizzed through the sky, causing countless super powers to appear on Earth.

However, the main characters that awaken during this phenomenon aren't humans, but cats...

During this event, this same thought appeared in the minds of countless cats: "Am I a god?"

Zhao Yao, an ordinary human, is the only person that can control these super cats.

Zhao Yao: "Am I a god?"

………………

TL's Intro：

Zhao Yao, the protagonist of the story, is the most ordinary man you could possibly imagine. Since graduating from college, he had been engulfed by his bureaucratic workplace and its toxic environment. To make things worse, he has neither a car, money nor a girlfriend. The only silver lining was his fat and lazy cat, Matcha, which provided a semblance of company and friendship.

However, things were about to change drastically for Zhao Yao and Matcha. One shooting star will transform their lives into anything but ordinary.

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