asal usul seorang bidadari

parcayakah kalian kalo sebenarnya bidadari adalah makhluk yang sama dengan kita?

namun di sisi lain hanya orang orang terpilihlah yang bisa menjadi bidadari. 

bidadari sendiri mempunyai ciri ciri yang berbeda dengan manusia biasa. 

penasaran seperti apa bidadari itu? 


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The strongest genius said to Lin Feng

“I have the strongest dragon bloodline. A roar is enough to kill you”

Lin Feng: “Don't worry I am sound proof”

“My fire breath can burn you to ashes”

Lin Feng: “Don't worry I am fireproof”

“My strongest claws can tear your head off”

Lin Feng: “Don't worry I am scratch-proof”

“I will drag you into the water and choke you to death”

Lin Feng: “Don't worry I am waterproof”

A basic story where a girl and a boy fall in love through a series of trials... But is it real love? Is it all part of their plan? And will their plan be full proof? 



Find out what happens!!!

'Bang!'
'Bang!'
'Bang!'
The purple star fell towards Lu Changsheng from the sky.
In an instant, the purple star appeared above Lu Changsheng's head. It started to cast images of amazing weapons such as jade brushes, scrolls, jade books, musical instruments, Go boards, and the like. All of them were giving off formidable Literary Qi.
'Buzz!'
'Buzz!'
'Buzz!'
'Buzz!'
'Buzz!'
'Buzz!'
The purple star buzzed. The sound it gave off was resounding enough to be heard by the entire Zenith Heaven.
"The star buzzed six times! That's the proof of a Half-Saint!" Li Zheng exclaimed in amazement.
The Literary Arts Star was the star that showed the qualifications of a scholar.
According to history, the Literary Arts Star would buzz three times when a top scholar was born.
When it buzzed six times, this meant that a Half-Saint would definitely be produced. 
Soon after Li Zheng finished his words.
The Literary Arts Star buzzed one more time.
'Buzz!'
"It's a seventh buzz! He's a Saint-to-be!" Zhao Chun exclaimed.
A Saint-to-be was the teacher for all scholars in the world, it means that the person is a step closer to becoming the Saint Scholar.
'Buzz!'
However, this wasn't the end.
The star buzzed one more time.
The drifting purple air soon filled the whole sky. The resounding buzz spread throughout the nine states and ten lands, making people drop their chins.
"A Saint-to-be! Are we expecting another Saint-to-be?"
"A Saint-to-be! The teacher for all scholars! For all people!"
Discussing with each other, the audience all felt extremely shocked. 
'Buzz!'
At this moment.
The purple light overwhelmed the entire Middle-Earth, covering the sky.
Silence prevailed between heaven and earth.
The Literary Arts Star buzzed nine times.
This was extremely rare in history. This could only happen when a scholar became a real saint.
At this time, the formidable purple light poured into Lu Changsheng's body.
Illusionary figures appeared behind Lu Changsheng. Some were holding scriptures, some were observing stars, and some were staring at the whole universe.
"Nine times… It's the proof of a Saint! He's the imperial teacher for the entire world!"
Can Qi gasped at the unbelievable view before him.
All of them were well-known top scholars. Many years ago, the Literary Arts Star buzzed three times for them.
However, the Literary Arts Star buzzed nine times today.
The last buzz was as deafening as a bolt of lightning, shaking the entire world of cultivation.
All of the parties witnessing this historical moment were completely shocked.
Lu Changsheng wasn't a saint yet, despite this, the Literary Arts Star buzzed nine times for him. Then… what would happen when he became a real saint?
"Respect to the Saint Scholar!"
"Respect to the Saint Scholar!"
"Respect to the Saint Scholar!"
They had no idea on how to describe their feelings, Li Zheng and the rest of the top scholars knelt once more.
At this time, a sonorous voice arrived from the Dynasty of Sun-moon, "I am Zhu Zhan, the emperor of the Dynasty of Sun-moon. My respect to the Saint Scholar, the future imperial teacher of the dynasty."
His majesty of the Dynasty of Sun-moon was extremely lofty. As one of the three imperial empires in Middle-Earth, the dynasty's power could compete with that of the Zenith Heaven.
"I am Zhou Yuan, the emperor of the Dynasty of Da Zhou. My respect to the Saint Scholar, the future imperial teacher of the dynasty," the emperor of the Dynasty of Da Zhou also sent his greetings afterwards.
"I am Qian Qing, the emperor of the Dynasty of Da Qian. My respect to the Saint Scholar, the future imperial teacher of the dynasty."
Now, the three empires paid their respects to Lu Changsheng, the Saint Scholar. They regarded him as the future imperial teacher.
He was the teacher for all the emperors. The Saint Scholar of the entire world.
His honor was supreme.
In other words, if Lu Changsheng visited the three empires in the future as the imperial teacher, he would be treated as respectfully as how the emperors were treated.
The prestige he had was incredible.
However, on the altar.
Lu Changsheng was confused yet again.
He merely recited some poems and now they were all calling him their teacher.
Was being a teacher such a simple job in this world?
In the mundane world, new students would bring gifts to their teacher. Lu Changsheng wondered if the same thing applied at this moment.
He then cast a glance at the special effects above his head. Lu Changsheng had already become quite accustomed to it.
In the past three years, his minor achievements kept causing unusual natural phenomena. 
Even after reaching the Qi Refining stage, it had caused quite a stir. Lu Changsheng wasn't surprised at all by the power caused by these classic verses.
He turned to look at Perfected Qing Yun. Lu Changsheng's intention in his eyes was obvious. It was time to be off-duty now.
Perfected Qing Yun immediately understood it.
He cast a glance at Lu Changsheng and said aloud, "The grand ceremony ends!"
With this said, Lu Changsheng turned around and left.
After showing off in public, it was time for him to go back.
Studying pill recipes was his priority for now.
All these fancy titles and special effects didn't really matter to him.
However, before Lu Changsheng could even get off the altar. 
Li Zheng's voice sounded out again, "Please wait teacher."
Lu Changsheng turned around. Although he couldn't see Li Zheng, he still heard his voice.
Li Zheng, however, could see Lu Changsheng's response. While kneeling on the ground, Li Zheng asked sincerely, "Teacher, my name is Li Zheng. My mind is constantly filled with confusion these days, it is preventing me from reaching the stage of becoming a true top scholar. Please enlighten me with your instructions! I will erect the stele of Longevity for you and worship you for generations, teacher!"
Li Zheng begged.
Lu Changsheng truly didn't know what Li Zheng was talking about.
Instructions?
What instructions?
Lu Changsheng himself knew nothing about cultivation, but now, Li Zheng was asking him questions!
People really couldn't tell what he was thinking.
They could only see Lu Changsheng's peerless elegance alongside the purple air surrounding him.
"What is your question?" Lu Changsheng asked him.
"I cannot reach the stage of a true top scholar because I don't know where the true principle of the universe is," Li Zheng sincerely asked.
Where was the true principle of the universe?
Most of the cultivators present were confused.
This question was too profound even for them.
"Everywhere," Lu Changsheng answered back, he had no idea what he was talking about.
But, his answer was quite surprising to his listeners.
While frowning, Li Zheng chewed the word over and over.
"If the principle is everywhere, then who is our teacher?" Li Zheng continued to ask.
Lu Changsheng frowned slightly.
Li Zheng's questions were really annoying…
However, to maintain his dignity, Lu Changsheng answered him in a very calm tone, 
"Everything." Lu Changsheng had to keep talking nonsense.
However.
This single word shocked Li Zheng.
He sat down on the ground and became lost in his own thoughts.
Lu Changsheng turned around and left.
About an hour later.
Suddenly.
Streams of Literary Qi started spreading about.
Thick purple air embraced Li Zheng.
'Buzz!'
'Buzz!'
'Buzz!'
'Buzz!'
'Buzz!'
The Literary Arts Star buzzed five times as formidable purple air fell upon Li Zheng.
The cultivators present were all stunned at this scene.
"The Top Scholar between Heaven and Earth! Li Zheng's become the Top Scholar between Heaven and Earth!"
"His thoughts have been recognized by Heaven and Earth! He's only one step away from being a Saint-to-be!"
"The Saint Scholar only said two words! And yet, Li Zheng comprehended the ultimate principle of the universe just because of the Saint Scholar's two words! Amazing!"
The cultivators were deeply impressed.
Lu Changsheng only said two words. However, these two words helped Li Zheng succeed in finding the answer, finally becoming the Top Scholar between Heaven and Earth.
Joy quickly seized Li Zheng's heart. The heavy weight on his chest had been removed.
"I understand it now! I understand! The principle is everywhere in everything! Thank you teacher!
"Thank you teacher!"
Li Zheng burst out laughing.
His Literary Qi surged.
He had been recognized by Heaven and Earth.
The disciples in Zenith Heaven finally realized what just happened.
Li Zheng reached the next stage after hearing just those two words from Lu Changsheng.
Lu Changsheng's power was utterly unbelievable.
His abilities were beyond formidable.


Lu Changsheng is depressed.
In this world full of cultivators and immortals, because of his face and irresistible fine bearing as a protagonist, women fall in love with him within three seconds. Unusual heavenly phenomena occur to celebrate his breakthroughs. His literary talent can easily shock all scholars and his random citations are eulogized by the heaven and earth. Legendary beasts offer themselves as mounts, celestial treasures throw themselves into his pockets. 
However, there is one thing he does not understand.
He's the main character, the protagonist, the MC! Why does his cultivation suck?
Also known as "Super Ultra Ordinary and Average Eldest Senior Brother," "Why Am I Still the MC Even When I Suck at Cultivation," "My Good-looking Face But Hopeless Cultivation."

「All right. I'm counting on you.」

「…Right.」she nodded, her expression resolute.

「I want you to tell them you killed the Raid Boss, the Heaven-Rending Lightning Dragon. 」

「…What?」

She looked every bit confused. She probably wasn't expecting this at all.

「Wait, what do you mean?」

「I mean exactly what I said. I want you to take the credit in the killing of the Raid Boss. I'll teach you what to say, of course.」

「Do you gain anything from this?」

「Of course.」I said, showing the horn.

「If you say you gave this to me, I can sell it. If I brought it to the guild for no reason at all, I might get handed to the authorities.」

「But can't you just tell them you killed the monster yourself?」

「I don't think they'll believe me. But they might believe you.」

Mylia is a rank B adventurer trusted by the people of this world. If she said "I killed an S-rank monster" and showed the horn, they probably won't question her. It seems no one's killed an S-rank monster before, but she's still popular enough that people will believe her.

「Perhaps… But if you just want to sell the part, I can do it for you. I'm sure it'll work out somehow.」

「Maybe. But my real motive lies somewhere else.」

「…Real motive?」she asked, puzzled.

「Yeah. You said you wanted to accomplish a lot of feats as an adventurer so you could become a noble, right?」

「That's right. That's why I became an adventurer.」

「There's your answer. I want you to become a noble. It would be a lot easier to move around if I have a noble as a friend, don't you agree?」

I have no interest in becoming a noble. But it would be useful to have a noble as a backer. Collecting information, for example, would be a lot easier for one of nobility than a D-ranked civilian.

「I understand your motive. It's a sweet deal for me as well. But I don't feel right about submitting a false report to the guild.」

「You said you'd do anything, right?」

「…All right. I'll report to the guild and take credit for this. But this still isn't enough for me to become a noble.」

Figures. According to the regulations, only A-ranked adventurers who have accomplished a great deed can become a noble.

Mylia is only rank B, so she has to get promoted to rank A first. This achievement should be enough to earn her that promotion.

Actually, her current abilities should put her above rank A. Even before she configured her Skillset I evaluated her to be A-ranked. If ten Mylias from back then challenged the Mylia now, they can't win. She should be more than qualified for the promotion to rank A.

「You can help me out once you've become a noble. Present this horn as proof of your kill and return it to me.」I said, handing her the horn of the Heaven-Rending Lightning Dragon.

「Thanks. I'll do my best to become a noble fast.」

「Alright. I'm counting on you.」

We started walking towards town.

◇

A few hours later.
We arrived at the town of Desire where its residents have evacuated.

「Do you remember what you're gonna say to the guild?」

「Yup. Down to the last word.」

I told Mylia of a legit-sounding method that was used to kill the Heaven-Rending Lightning Dragon. That way, she could explain how she took it down and convince the guild. The real method I took is so at odds with the battle style the guild knows, they might not be able to wrap their heads around it. So I told her something that's easy to understand. In truth, what I taught her can't kill the dragon, but I'm sure they'll never know.

「Well then. Let's split up for now.」

「See you at the guild.」

We parted ways and I headed to a different entrance. The story is that she defeated the Dragon alone. If we came back together, people might suspect something.

A boy, born to a noble family, led a tragic life and in the end, met a tragic death. The next time he opened his eyes, he was in a world that resembled a VRMMO he played in his dreams. The inhabitants were ignorant even to the most basic concepts—concepts that would be considered common knowledge in a game—and kept on fighting inefficiently.

In this world, our protagonist, armed with his game knowledge, acquires the strongest job class there is—the Sage—and embarks on a quest to become the world’s strongest.

Author Note :

Is that now Halloween? 

I think because it's on Halloween, it's good that I create a side chapter. 

All right, here we go. 

P.S. This is side chapter from the story of the boy who always listens to Lucifer stories. I hope you like it.
 Not too many words there.

***

" Hey, Lucifer… are you really an angel? " 

The man just nods his head. 

" Hm… my mother once said, if an angel descended to Earth would usually bring a news, would you also bring news? "

 The man shook his head. 

" No… I've been banished from the throne of heaven. But I'm still an angel. Though my wings are gone. "

 " Oh… I thought you'd bring a news when you came down to Earth… "

 The man's daydreaming.

 Then he looked at the boy.
 "Kid… there's a different thing. First, I was banished not sent to come down to here. Second, I'm not an angel carried a news. "

 The boy was staring confused.

" Was there someone else who was a special angel like you told to me? " 

 " Yes… at least two of them have been sent… Michael and Gabriel. " 

" Michael? Gabriel? " 

"En. Have you ever heard that name? "
 The boy nodded. 

" I thought it was on a book story… my mother always read it to me and my little sister, somehow like in the Babylon tower story… David and Goliath, Sodom and Gomorrah. That's where I heard that name. " 

" I didn't think your mother would tell you such things. " 

 " Is that weird? " 

" Of course… you should have listened to stories about a happy ending. "

" Do you think so? "

 The man's nodding. 

" But, my mother always said in a story there must be a reason behind it… " 

" Starting from human arrogance when they set up Babylon tower, hubris Goliath and moral damage in Sodom and Gomorrah. "

The man is staring at the boy. 

" Hey, kid. Do you believe that the Babylon tower will be back soon? " 
The boy's confused. 

" Isn't that just a fairy tale? " 

" Babylon is not just a fairy tale, kid. " 

" It's real… I'm the one who initiated the tower. Though I say, I use humans to build it for me. " 

" I can't believe… you're lying… " The boy doesn't believe. 

" Besides, my mom said that the tower was thousands of years ago. You only at my father's age. Don't lie to me! "

The boy was pouting. 

His cheeks were blushing. 

This boy's really cute if he does. 

" Kid… there's something different about us and others. First, when we are in human bodies, when we die, we will be reborn. Heaven and hell do not accept our souls. So, we'll continue to exist in this world. Until the man comes. "

" Secondly, we are creatures of eternity. Unlike humans who created from dust, we are created from light. Do you understand? " The boy was just shaking his head.

" I don't understand at all. "

The man was just smiling. 

" Now is not the time for you. So, just wait until I prepare it all for you.. " 

" All right… I'll wait… " 
The boy just nodded.

" Hey, Lucifer, what about your story about the rebuild of Babylon Tower? When will that happen? "

The man thinks for a moment. 

" I think it's on the mid of second millennium. Everyone uses the same language. It's a language translated by machine language codes. A scientist would create that. Although I said, that I was the one who gave the man one way… "

" Why did you rebuild the tower? "

 " I… I want to go back there. To the eternal throne in heaven. If that guy won't give me anything. I'm gonna steal that thing from that guy. " 

" What exactly is that? Is the throne something precious? "

 " No… I don't take that as a precious thing. But, this is proof to the person. The proofing that I was right and he was wrong. "

" What do you get from proving that? "

 The man thinks for a moment. 

" The truth… " 

Then He silenced.

" Does the truth have to make you do it all? "

" Yeah… " 

" There is no truth as an original single thing. They have different interpretations, whether it's human and the universe. Truth is uncertainty. Therefore, I want a certain certainty. The truth that only comes from my benchmark. "


 " Maybe you'll call me hubris… but, I don't care at all. Because of that truth is His greatest secret. "

" Is the truth is so precious like it? " 

The man's nodding. 

" Yes. The truth is precious. In this world, the truth is the thing man seeks. " 

" Why are they looking for it? " 

The man just put his hand over the boy's head. Then, He rubbed the eight-year-old boy's head. 

" They need to proof. That desire they've got since they ate the fruit of the forbidden tree in Eden. So, they want to match their self like as God. "

*** 

Author Note

 Maybe this's just the content of Halloween extra side chapter. 

Although I thought, the story has no kind of content Halloween. 

The celebration of Halloween in my country is not as good as a European state. 

We, uh, sometimes prepare some tickets to watch movies or watch movies on television channels that usually show horror movies.

 Happy Halloween !!

Trick or Treat(I guess this line is right )

See you at the next chapter.

Xi Yang who ordinary simple student and has peacefully life. But , when he find his lover make affair with his bestfriend all his life change.

"A Super Family? Huh…" Jun Wuyi became silent. But, his outlook didn't change. [Is this… is this how we become a Super Family? But, we're still the same people. So, how did we suddenly become great…?]
Jun Moxie smiled coldly and said, "Moreover, the Imperial Family… I lack evidence against them at the moment. The scenario where I turn the Tian Xiang City into a pile of burning ruins isn't an impossibility once I have some evidence against them! Third Uncle… do you believe what that Silver City's Xiao Buyu had said about the Blood Sword Hall? The Blood Sword Hall is merely a bunch of killers! So, how could they infiltrate a camp of so many thousands of soldiers and take action? Third Uncle… don't tell that me you're not thinking about it? What does this mean? Who's behind this?
"Things have come to this. So, we will only suffer if we have too many misgivings. After all… we're still somewhat weak in comparison… Therefore, we must be strong at this moment… very strong! We have proof that we have some real and powerful talent behind us! This time will be ours if we act with extreme prejudice and not rush brashly!
"What we genuinely lack right now… is time! Even a day is enough to change everything!" Jun Moxie thought of his supply of medicinal supplements and the Level Nine Peak Xuan Beast's core. And, his face became a little dignified as he thought of this.
Everyone was ready. The medications were also in place. The Solitary Eagle was also present. Moreover, he had the Art of Unlocking the Heaven's Fortune to protect and assist. Therefore, his grandfather's advancement couldn't be stopped! However, he had to think of a way to promote Jun Wuyi's cultivation to the Spirit Xuan Level. Moreover, he also had to make the Heaven Destroyers and Spirit Devourers advance. And, he'd also have to do the same with Baili Luoyun and Hai Chenfeng's strength…
[We can barely be called a Super Family at this time. But, we're merely an empty shell even if we can act as a Super Family nowadays. So, we mustn't take any wrong steps at this important juncture!]
Jun Wuyi's face twitched and convulsed with suffering. He had also been suspecting the things that Jun Moxie had brought up. In fact, he had been suspecting it for over ten years in secret; this was also something that had plagued his heart.
How could Jun Wuyi not have suspected this? But, he didn't wish to believe it. His family had given so much for Tian Xiang… Yet, they were being treated that way…?
It was cowardly… But, human nature nonetheless! After all, the Jun Family's blood had soaked the battlefields for Tian Xiang. Their family had worked very hard. So, to believe in this cruel truth would be tantamount to destroying everything that they had built up with their heart and soul…
And, this was a serious burden that no man could bear.
"But, you won't act blindly unless you have irrefutable proof!" Jun Wuyi stated in a low voice, "You can speak to me about this. But, don't speak to your grandfather about it… unless you have definite proof! The Old Man's temper…"
"That's obvious." Jun Moxie smiled lightly before he spoke in a profound manner, "You're not a fool, Third Uncle. And, neither am I. But, Grandfather isn't a fool either. So, you shouldn't worry about it. But, the Emperor is even farther from being a fool…"
Jun Wuyi gave long sigh. Then, he became sad, and went back in silence.
Jun Moxie became cold again, and brandished his horsewhip. This made each of the three scholars to twitch again. But, they didn't dare to exclaim. The Young Master Jun's tone was dark and full of murderous intention as he spoke in a heavy tone, "Shout for me!"
The three men strived to shout hard since they were enshrouded by his murderous aura, "I am the disciple of Wen Xing Heavenly Literature Institute's Mei Gaojie and Kong Ling Yang — Han Zhidong… Yan Feng… Qin Qiushi! The Third Young Master Jun is great! The Third Young Master is noble! He is the best man! I welcome him to Tian Xiang! Mei Gaojie is a pimp! Kong Ling Yang is a pimp! The Meng Family is a den of bastards…"
It was strange to see that the curses being hurled by the three scholars had become increasingly fluent after they had said it once. They didn't seem to care about the contempt or the curses anymore. After all, they had lost their sense of honor and shame once they had spoken these words out for the first time. Therefore, they had become far more fluent by now…
Jun Moxie resembled a maddened brothel keeper. He gnashed his teeth, and laughed heartily as he prodded his horse to go forward. He looked like a creature from hell to everyone who laid eyes on his expressions…
Everyone's eyes had frozen at this moment…
The Tian Xiang City had descended into utter chaos…
Jun Moxie's powerful entrance had resembled an unprecedented violent storm. And, it had engulfed the entire Tian Xiang City in a moment!
Several big Families had propped into action the moment Jun Moxie had set foot in the city. They had gathered entire lists of his misconducts, and had dashed into their palanquins to leave for the Imperial Palace.
However, the Dugu Family watched passively.
There was no sign of the Li Family either.
And, the Tang Family also stood in silence.
The Murong Family arrived, made a few discreet questions about the news, and disappeared.
The Old Man Jun sat calmly in that tensed environment, and told the kitchen staff to prepare the best food and drinks. His son and grandson had arrived. So, the old man wanted to have a good drink with them. After all, his son and the grandson were already taking care of things outside. So, what was the need for the old man to move into action…?
[It has to be said that this brat Moxie's methods are extremely bold! But, they're also the best methods we can use! After all, we're already stacked against everyone in society. So, we might as well go the crazy way!]
[It's like the Old Ancestor Jun had once said, "A real man isn't necessarily someone with balls! A real man is someone with an indomitable spirit!" Fu*k yes!]
[Good, good! This is the first time… go for it damn it! Ah, good one! He he he…] The old man let out a rare smile of content as he sipped his wine.
[Moxie is surely creating a scene outside. However, he's also marking the formation of a formidable force. This old man's strength is formidable. Then, we also have the Eighth Great Master from the prairie — the Solitary Eagle. Moreover, Moxie can prevail over level four Spirit Xuan experts on his own. And, it needn't be mentioned that there's that mysterious and unrivalled person behind our Jun Family. So, my Jun Family can be considered a real Super Family now. Could there still be a doubt about that?]
[My Jun Family can finally take a breather now!]
[There's not much of a need to worry about that rotten matter at court either. After all, the Murong and the Dugu Family will suppress those poor bastards from making a fuss. In fact, we can even ignore them. I'm in a very good mood…] Wouldn't he have wreaked havoc if he weren't in a good mood? Who could've dared to say something…
The old man's face was as steady as a mountain. In fact, he was full of prideful happiness. He had even forgotten how anxious he had been a few days back…
He didn't even seem to care about the Emperor's feelings at the moment.
After all, even the Empire couldn't deal with the Jun Family at this time… And, everyone knew their own positions.
For example, the Song Family was as agitated as a cat on a hot roof. The Meng Family found it even more difficult to bear. In fact, they acted like a bald dog with a chopped tail as they desperately went to the Imperial Court with their notes. They also ran rounds to the Li Family. But, everyone could see that no one wanted to get involved with them. After all, no one was foolish enough to desire getting buried next to them…
Meng Family Head — Meng You Wei heard about the three scholars raining curses on Mei Gaojie, Kong Ling Yang and the Meng Family. So, he dejectedly returned to the Li Family. He repeatedly tried to get an audience with them. But, he was left stumped for a long while since there was no result. He then mounted his horse, and went to the Murong Family…
Mei Gaojie was at his home. He had been merrily waiting for the good news when he heard that his disciples were raining curses at him. And, this news left him confused and angry.
Fatty Tang was inside the Aristocratic Hall when he heard that the Young Master had returned. He clapped his hands, and jumped high like a rubber ball at first. Then, he rushed out to meet him. But, Hai Chenfeng and Song Shang pulled him back. The reason was simple — Jun Moxie had given them a serious order that Tang Yuan was not to be involved in the disturbance he would create upon his return…
Perhaps the others wouldn't dare to mess with the Jun Family now. But, this didn't necessarily mean that they would take the same precautions against the Tang Family. It had to be said that the Tang Family was the last in the ranking of Tian Xiang City's powerful families. Moreover, the extreme closeness of the Young Masters of the Jun and the Tang Family was only one aspect of the matter. However, the Head of the Tang Family was loyal to the Imperial Family. So, he would never stand for his 'younger brother' facing embarrassment.
Therefore, this matter was something which Jun Moxie wanted to bear alone.
He would have to incite the Tian Xiang City on his own.
Jun Moxie eventually reached the Jun Family's mansion. He then dismounted and walked towards it. But, he turned back at the door before he entered the household, and issued a final command, "Go! Seize every property and business the Meng Family controls in the Tian Xiang City. They have been attacking me overtly and covertly! Ah, that isn't good! Hai Chenfeng will take over. You observe and see that they the Meng Family is dealt with properly. And, tell the Meng Family that they can come and talk to me if they are dissatisfied. We will seize these small interests for now. The exact ledgers can be balanced out at a later time!"
The fifty-sixty members of the Heaven Destroyers shouted their acknowledgement in unison!
[Taking over the Meng Family's properties? And, that's merely a small repayment of the interests? There are more accounts to settle…?]
Jun Wuyi rolled his eyes. He could feel that he was finding it increasingly harder to understand his nephew.
…
Inside the Imperial Palace…
The Emperor had a deep frown on his face as he sat opposite Mr. Wen. They would talk and play chess in the past. But, the Emperor didn't seem to have the leisure to play chess… or discuss the world anymore…
And, that's because he was deeply worried!
A mountain of files had been accumulated to his side. The Emperor's face was full of agony and helplessness.
The content of those files was the same — a request to punish Jun Moxie!
"Requests to bring Jun Moxie to justice!"
"Jun Moxie is out of control. He doesn't care about authority. He's reigning chaos in the capital, and he's bringing shame to the land. His crimes deserve punishment. We request the Emperor to take action!"
"We plead the Emperor to act! The nation's integrity will be in peril if things continue like this!"
"We plead the Emperor to act quickly!"
The Emperor sighed. [Act… I also want to act! Wouldn't I wish to eliminate Jun Moxie…? In fact, there is no one who wants to do it more than me! Can… you at least be a little more considerate towards me?!]
[A man must know his limits, right? Jun Zhantian's strength was great, but he was still stuck at the Sky Xuan peak. After all, the Silver City wouldn't have tolerated if he had moved any further than that. Moreover, I always had means to take drastic measures against Jun Zhantian's military strength. In fact, sending Jun Moxie and Jun Wuyi to the Southern Heaven should've acted as the first step towards the Jun Family's destruction…]
[But, life is like chess. It doesn't play out according to people's expectations. And, it's hard to predict a person's moves. After all, going to Tian Fa didn't harm that uncle-nephew duo in the least. Instead, the winds have changed, and they have returned even more powerful! Jun Moxie fought four Spirit Xuan experts on his own, and still managed to attain victory. What kind of strength is needed for something like that?]
[This is unimaginable!]


Jun Xie was the number one assassin in modern earth. His skills and knowledge in the field of assassination were unparalleled, his accomplishments unprecedented, his reputation terrified the entire underworld. However, during a mission to retrieve a mystical treasure, a mishap occurred…

He is now Jun Moxie, a sixteen year old super level debauchee, sole heir to the declining Jun family. A family of valiant heroes, left with an old grandpa, a crippled uncle and a debauchee as the sole heir! Accepting the world’s criticism and cold stares with a smile, his new journey begins! His life will be carved by his own will! Rise to the top! Evil Monarch Jun Xie!

“This cup I toast to those I’ve killed in my past life. Forgive me, for there is no chance for you to have revenge. Gulp!

This cup I toast to those whose life I will take in my new life. Forgive me, for you are fated to die by my hands. Cheers!”

A cute-blonde girl with golden eyes and height about the same as mine appeared before me in white and golden clothes with red ribbon that banded her beautiful hair and proclaimed that she was a god, obviously I didn't believed her first, but the smile on my face wouldn't fade away, when she pouted her face and flustered, she appeared to be the cutest girl in the universe in front of me, she looked at me with her eyes that seemed hell of pure and asked --

"You.... why do you keep staring at me?"

She questioned me in a very soft tone being all flustered and I smiled at her and responded.

"Well... you are just too cute, that's all."

As I said those words her face turned red that even reached her ears, honestly at that time the only thing I could think of was how could it be possible for somebody to be that cute. She blushed with her red cheeks and said.

"You...you.. what are you saying, are you a idiot?"

I kept staring at her though it was a bit rude and asked a question which roamed inside my head for a long time-

"So, which character are you cosplaying as a god this late at night?"

I questioned her while looking at her cute face with a innocent smile probably and she suddenly looked downwards and released a sigh, she sat down on the soaking wet grass with her legs crossed and her elbow placed on her right leg and the fist under her cheek, she said with a feeling of uncertainty.

"Huhhhh.... why did I had to meet a spiky-haired fool who mistakes me for a cosplayer who is roaming as a god, while I am the real deal, it doesn't make sense."

After I heard her, I argued in a very childish manner and pouted.

"How rude!!!!! My name's <<Ray, Ray Staria>>, you should call me be my name, y'know."
"Yes,, yes.. Ray it is, by the way aren't we getting off topic, well.... I am telling you that I am not a cosplayer but I am a real god.", she said in a pissed voice to convince me that she was a god.

I gazed in her eyes with my blue-dragonish eyes while I accompanied a sharp look and questioned her--

"Hehhh.... what was your name, <<Merici>> was it?, so in other words you say, you are a- god, how can I believe you,  you have to show me some kind of proof y'know?"

As soon as I asked her, her eyes gazed back at me with a serious look on her face, she crossed her arms and straightened her back and started mumbling.

"Hmmmmmm... proof, proof, proof.."

I looked at her and laughed on her mumbling and suggested an idea.

"If you are a god, then can't you use some kind of power which can be used as a proof."

She looked at me and rubbed her chin with her right hand and closed her eyes.

"Power, huhhh... since gods can't use their powers without the help of a <Trinity> after they have descended on the surface and we only have about fifty talismans, we can't do much, hmm... ohhh right, didn't you saw the flame that carried me down to the surface <The Flame of the Golden Altar>."

I lifted my face upwards and closed my eyes and tried to concentrate on the flame as a proof.

"Hmmm.. now that you mention it, I saw that golden flame, but it still is not much to go on because I might have been hallucinating due to a certain dream, is there anything else."

The dream I saw before I woke up was kind of similar, so due to which it might have been a possibility that I just hallucinated the golden flame 

"Ehhhhhh..... isn't that enough, you are a hard one, y'know.", she said while pouting with a very dissatisfied look on her face, she looked at me and released a sigh.

"If that's the case, then I don't have a choice, so Ray, please could you close your eyes for a second."
"Will that prove that you are a god?", I said with a questionable look on my face.
"Just do as I say for now?", she yelled at me with her cute face.

I slowly closed my eyes as per her request, slowly-slowly I felt a warm air that stroke my face gently and after few seconds I sensed something very warm and soft touching my forehead and also both my cheeks, in the cold night at that moment I was not cold at all, the warm air and sensation was pleasant, due to it, I suddenly opened my eyes and saw Merici's face very close to mine, I figured out the warm feeling, she kept both her soft and gentle hands on my cheeks and her warm forehead touched my forehead while she blushed slightly with her eyes closed, it was as if I was in heaven. 

After a bit she opened her golden and gentle eyes and moved a bit backwards and also saw that my eyes were already open, I had a very happy smile on my face that was a bit red, but it was pure happiness I experienced, she looked at me and her face turned red while her eyes burned with fury, she said.

"You...you.. I told you to keep your eyes closed.... and you sure seem happy, pervert..", she said while glaring at me.
"Hehheheheh.... I am not a pervert you know, it was you who did that, Merici.", I replied with a happy smile on my face.

She stood up and hid her face from me, but I could see tiny drops of water that poured down her cheeks and said in a very soft tone as usual but it felt as if sorrow was mixed in her voice.

"I went inside your mind and received all of your memories from the time when you were six till now, I saw everything?", her voice had a depth of sadness in it, I figured that she was crying and also figured out the reason. 

"So you saw everything, then what is point in crying, you are surprisingly soft y'know.", I said looking at her directly with a face that neither depicted happiness or sorrow.

She turned around about 90 degrees and said while tears flew down her eye.

"Aren't you sad, after all I saw everything, you were always happy with him, and also trained together, ate together, you loved him that much, but still, you didn't cry, how can you be like that, isn't that a bit cruel?'

As she looked at me while crying, I released a sigh and stood up and gazed at her and stated--

"I won't break my promise, after all he's watching so, I can't cry, that isn't cruel, that's how he was, well.... anyway thanks for crying in my place, hehe..", I said with a smile on my face and ruffled the back of the head.

She looked at me and her eyes widened, she gave a smile and turned back towards me.

"You really are strong, aren't you?", she said with a very cute smile on her face, she was a very kind girl to even cry just after she saw someone's memory, at that moment my heart started beating faster that it might burst, I saw her smiling face and blushed and thought crossed my mind.
'She is a good girl, I might have fallen in <<LOVE>> with her.'

"But, it is still not right to see other people's memories, y'know, well... you showed me enough proof, but it is not nice."
"SORRY!!!!!", she responded with a smile on her teary face.

Do gods exist?
Do they get bored?
What if they descend from heaven to play a game?
The people chosen are participants and gods are partners..
A 17-year boy Ray Staria meets a goddess named Merici who introduces herself as a goddess descended from the Heavens' to participate in The GOD's Play. What does Ray desires? The winner gets everything they desire.
THE IS JUST STARTING.

What awaits Ray in the game of GODS? Will he gain everything or will he lose everything??

This chapter goes deeply into religion and is skippable as it doesn't take too much away from the story if you skip but has the potential to add a lot to both characters if you  read it.


We were equal. He had a devilish grin. 

"What's your view on religion." He smirked. 

Mister H looked up at us with a slight concerned look and spoke, "If you both wish to continue this, take it in the back." 

I glanced at him as we walked to the back he was trying to figure me out. He looked me up and down analyzing me. He watched how I walked how tense I was mentally and physically, then he smirked as we reached the back of the class. 

I spoke up and answered him, "Well I'm not very religious but if it's a debate you want, pro Judeo-Christian and Muslim vs Atheism I'll play devil's advocate and argue for Christianity. You understand the theory of intelligent design, yes?" 

"Of course, it's basically saying that the universe is too complex and defined to be random, it had to be created by an intelligent creator or creature. But the universe is random, I'll get to that later, continue." 

"Great, God or at the very least a creator similar to the god described is real. Here's why, the universe is extremely complex, when you look at the properties of our universe as recorded and documented by theistic and atheistic cosmologist they refer to a fine-tuning if the universe-" 

"Like in Stephen Hawking's a brief history of time." Woah, he caught that quick. He caught my obscure reference almost automatically as if on instinct. 

"Exactly, also in the book 'just six numbers' the author, Martin Rees, explains and extrapolates in much greater detail that six number describe the reality of our universe, had one of these massive numbers been different the human race wouldn't have ever been allowed life, as the universe couldn't facilitate it." He seemed to want to interject while also wanting to be respectful, so he didn't but I paused for him. 

He gave a half smile. "That's fine but what I assume your understanding to be and where you're bringing our argument is, that the universe needs to facilitate us. If we or life in general were the intended purpose, then why is there such a vast lifeless space in the universe. The majority of the universe is lifeless; we, the living creatures on earth, are insignificant. Sure, it's extremely complex but that's all random. Just because someone gets a royal flush, doesn't mean they cheated. Had one of the numbers changed and we never existed the universe would still be here." Though he seemed happy with my curtsies, the way I spoke, as well as how I presented both myself and argument, he still spoke as if we were enemies or at least as if he wasn't going to just take my argument lying down. 

"Would it? As I understand it and you may disagree but, without any sort of life human or otherwise, to perceive the known or unknown world, does it really exist. If a tree falls down and nothings there to hear does it make a sound?" 

"Yes." 

"Anything that's not supported with proof, can be dismissed with proof. You can't prove it does. Therefore, it does not make any noise. Like my mom used to say, if you ask a question and you don't hear an answer regardless of if anything was said, there was no answer. John Wheeler's hunch is that the universe is built like an enormous feedback loop, a loop in which we contribute to the ongoing creation of not just the present and the future but the past as well. Where the classic experiment demonstrates that physicists' observations determine the behavior of a photon in the present, Wheeler's version shows that our observations in the present can affect how a photon behaved in the past. 

To demonstrate, he sketches a diagram on a scrap of paper. Imagine, he says, a quasar — a very luminous and very remote young galaxy. Now imagine that there are two other large galaxies between Earth and the quasar. The gravity from massive objects like galaxies can bend light, just as conventional glass lenses do. In Wheeler's experiment the two huge galaxies substitute for the pair of slits; the quasar is the light source." 

"A large-scale classic two slit experiment, I understand what you're saying but your trailing, get back to the point." He was getting anxious. 

"The world exists because we perceive it. The universe in a sense was created for and because of us, there must be some creator that created such a world to support life in which could perceive it. And we are significant as humans we currently have the ability to endanger and eventually destroy our own planet, soon we'll be able to destroy entire solar systems and more. Some of us have abilities that can shape our world." He was fired up and so was I. 

"I do agree we are getting more dangerous with our weapons and the byproduct of our machines and technology. Just because we are a currently insignificant species on a speck floating out in the vast emptiness of space, doesn't mean that we won't one day, maybe have, if we don't destroy ourselves, the power to shape the universe. I understand that, but that doesn't mean we were the intended purpose of the universe." He was amazing. I had never known someone who could keep up with me in something like this. 

"But we already have that ability by not perceiving or interacting with something it no longer exists until we can once again." I shot at him.

"Well then you're saying that as a whole we and every living thing are collectively god?" he shot back. 

"God is everyone and everything." I stated. 

"Then what about heaven." He questioned me, he brought up a point I had barely thought about ever. 

"That's unnecessary for the debate, God needs no heave to be God... but I'll humor you. Heaven or a heaven like place has been mentioned in almost every religion that believes in a god." I had struggled to think of an argument and this was the best I could think of. 

"I'd chalk that up to the fear of the nothingness we'll all eventually face when we die. That is why certain religions differ. You could also consider a more plausible theory, A mother culture based one where at one point many civilizations we're together as one and when they split up they took the ideas with them." He started to speak in a slightly more condescending tone, he knew he cornered me. 

I need to stall him, so I can think of a good argument. "Well then what about the firsthand accounts of people who've died and come back?"  

"Trauma induced hallucinations and dreams." He shot back too fast, faster than I had anticipated.  

"But even science debates on the existence of a soul, and when something is broken it is just transferred and transformed but never destroyed, just as a soul leaves the body and goes to heaven. As a form of electromagnetic energy that is confirmed that we have just not necessarily with a confirmed purpose." Again, I was reaching but this was the best I could do. 

"Yes, but I can't deny the existence of Smurfs or Santa, doesn't mean they exist. Also, even if souls exist it doesn't grantee a heaven or hell." 

He was messing with me now, "Smurfs and Santa? He's trying to throw me off but he's not completely wrong..." I thought.

I grinned but not like I was about to pull out some random fact, it was my surrender. He smirked, "Doesn't mean they don't, but don't worry I'll give you this one on the point about there being a god but that heaven argument was decent at best. For now, it's a tie Mister Everight."



This story is a work in progress and myself trying different writing techniques and forms of expression. It follows our protagonist Danny Everight (ever-right) a true golden boy. He's not very abnormal at school. He gets good grades, he's maybe a bit too smart for his own good, he's very active and fit, he knows everyone and they know him, and he has several good friends. He's an excellent, hard, and driven worker and everyone in town knows of him or his family. When gangs and criminals come to threaten that life, who wouldn't aspire to be a hero capable of protecting that life. But aspiring and actually doing are entirely different things. He's constantly in over his head and death, destruction, disease, police are around every corner, and he's struggling to keep it together at work and school. He Starts to see that his friends and life may be worse than he thought and struggles to keep the will to protect it. In his irresponsible and careless haste to create things capable of helping him keep up with his enemies, life, and school, he lets something very potent fall into the hands of a very powerful... man? Or more? Naivety will lead to his downfall, he has three options... grow up, give up, or die.

In the shadows there is a creature created half accidentally and it must survive, it needs a host and all it can find are bad men and women... what’s the worse that can happen, a few dozen skeletons in the closet and in the bedroom, who cares about responsibilities and the life of others, that won’t keep it alive, so it doesn’t need them.

Keep in mind this story has or might have themes of abuse(sexual, mental and physical), self harm, suicide, racism, sexism, violence, and sex. This story is in no way encouraging these it's is just written so that the people are real and relateable as well as to highlight these issues in teens and even adults. Thank you for understanding.

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