Cute, romantic and fluff short stories about 8 goofballs. They are in a group called Stray Kids (meaning lost childern). Stray kids is a famous K-POP group by JYP entertainment.
The short stories are about you (the reader) and a member of SKZ.

Sorry if you dont like it, its my first short story. Anyway enjoy

A bunch of short stories for/not for the heart

_Some end Happy
_Some end sad

~I would have made it so each title could be it's own book; but that would be to many 1 chapter books so I will squish them all on here, Like I said before. I ONLY WRITE SHORT STORIES: THEREFORE EACH CHAPTER WILL BE A DIFFERENT STORY WITH DIFFERENT PEOPLE. EACH TITLE WILL BE A NEW STORY. A STORY WITH MORE THEN ONE CHAPTER WILL HAVE NUMBERS IN PARENTHESIS AFTER THE TITLE.

There is no specific update day - I update when I wanna. Each story may/may not have a plot. 

*Target: Everyone
*Genre: A bunch of diffrent types/ Mostly Romance Fiction


<3~If I get enough comments that I should actually write a full chapter book then I just might.

A compilation of chapter long stories of different genres to read when you want a small adventure!!!

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Video: Short Moral Stories for Kids – Part 1

Fun and Entertaining Short Moral Stories for Your Children

Tips on Making Storytime Interesting for Your Kids

Last Updated on January 3, 2020

There was a time when storybooks were the only means of entertainment for children. A decade or two ago, kids spent their time reading stories and role playing their favourite characters from the stories. However, times have changed now – in the age of the internet, kids spend most of their time playing games on smartphones or watching cartoons or videos on YouTube.

But if you want your kids to take a break from screens and experience your childhood, you can read short stories to them. By narrating stories to your kids, you will impart wisdom to them and also spend much-needed quality time with them. We have a collection of some popular short stories with moral values that you can read to your kids.

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Also Read: Short Stories of Mahabharata for Kids with Moral Lessons

Video: Short Moral Stories for Kids – Part 1

Fun and Entertaining Short Moral Stories for Your Children

If you want to imbibe good habits in your kids from early on and watch them grow up to become good individuals, read moral stories to them. Here are 20 children's stories with moral values that you can read to your kids!

1. The Lion and the Mouse

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A lion was once sleeping in the jungle when a mouse started running up and down his body just for fun. This disturbed the lion's sleep, and he woke up quite angry. He was about to eat the mouse when the mouse desperately requested the lion to set him free. "I promise you, I will be of great help to you someday if you save me." The lion laughed at the mouse's confidence and let him go.

One day, a few hunters came into the forest and took the lion with them. They tied him up against a tree. The lion was struggling to get out and started to whimper. Soon, the mouse walked past and noticed the lion in trouble. Quickly, he ran and gnawed on the ropes to set the lion free. Both of them sped off into the jungle.

Moral of the Story

A small act of kindness can go a long way.

Also Read: Childhood Stories of Lord Krishna for Kids

2. Count Wisely

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One day, king Akbar asked a question in his court that left everyone in the courtroom puzzled. As they all tried to figure out the answer, Birbal walked in and asked what the matter was. They repeated the question to him.

The question was, "How many crows are there in the city?"

Birbal immediately smiled and went up to Akbar. He announced the answer; he said there were twenty-one thousand, five hundred and twenty-three crows in the city. When asked how he knew the answer, Birbal replied, "Ask your men to count the number of crows. If there are more, then the relatives of the crows must be visiting them from nearby cities. If there are fewer, then the crows from our city must be visiting their relatives who live outside the city." Pleased with the answer, Akbar presented Birbal with a ruby and pearl chain.

Moral of the Story

Having an explanation for your answer is just as important as having an answer.

Also Read: Fascinating Ramayana Stories for Children

3. The Boy Who Cried Wolf

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In a village, lived a carefree boy with his father. The boy's father told him that he was old enough to watch over the sheep while they graze in the fields. Every day, he had to take the sheep to the grassy fields and watch them as they graze. However, the boy was unhappy and didn't want to take the sheep to the fields. He wanted to run and play, not watch the boring sheep graze in the field. So, he decided to have some fun. He cried, "Wolf! Wolf!" until the entire village came running with stones to chase away the wolf before it could eat any of the sheep. When the villagers saw that there was no wolf, they left muttering under their breath about how the boy had wasted their time. The next day, the boy cried once more, "Wolf! Wolf!" and, again, the villagers rushed there to chase the wolf away.

The boy laughed at the fright he had caused. This time, the villagers left angrily. The third day, as the boy went up the small hill, he suddenly saw a wolf attacking his sheep. He cried as hard as he could, "Wolf! Wolf! Wolf!", but not a single villager came to help him. The villagers thought that he was trying to fool them again and did not come to rescue him or his sheep. The little boy lost many sheep that day, all because of his foolishness.

Moral of the Story

It is difficult to trust people who lie, so it's important to always be truthful.

4. The Fox and the Stork

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One day, a selfish fox invited a stork for dinner. Stork was very happy with the invitation – she reached the fox's home on time and knocked at the door with her long beak. The fox took her to the dinner table and served some soup in shallow bowls for both of them. As the bowl was too shallow for the stork, she couldn't have soup at all. But, the fox licked up his soup quickly.

The stork was angry and upset, but she didn't show her anger and behaved politely. To teach a lesson to the fox, she then invited him for dinner the next day. She too served soup, but this time the soup was served in two tall narrow vases. The stork devoured the soup from her vase, but the fox couldn't drink any of it because of his narrow neck. The fox realised his mistake and went home famished.

Moral of the Story

A selfish act backfires sooner or later!

Also Read: Indian Mythological Stories for Kids

5. The Golden Touch

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Once there lived a greedy man in a small town. He was very rich, and he loved gold and all things fancy. But he loved his daughter more than anything. One day, he chanced upon a fairy. The fairy's hair was caught in a few tree branches. He helped her out, but as his greediness took over, he realised that he had an opportunity to become richer by asking for a wish in return (by helping her out). The fairy granted him a wish. He said, "All that I touch should turn to gold." And his wish was granted by the grateful fairy.

The greedy man rushed home to tell his wife and daughter about his wish, all the while touching stones and pebbles and watching them convert into gold. Once he got home, his daughter rushed to greet him. As soon as he bent down to scoop her up in his arms, she turned into a gold statue. He was devastated and started crying and trying to bring his daughter back to life. He realised his folly and spent the rest of his days searching for the fairy to take away his wish.

Moral of the Story

Greed will always lead to downfall.

6. The Milkmaid and Her Pail

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Patty, a milkmaid milked her cow and had two full pails of fresh, creamy milk. She put both pails of milk on a stick and set off to the market to sell the milk. As she took steps towards the market, her thoughts took steps towards wealth. On her way, she kept thinking about the money she would make from selling the milk. Then she thought about what she would do with that money.

She was talking to herself and said, "Once I get the money, I'll buy a chicken. The chicken will lay eggs and I will get more chickens. They'll all lay eggs, and I will sell them for more money. Then, I'll buy the house on the hill and everyone will envy me." She was very happy that soon she would be very rich. With these happy thoughts, she marched ahead. But suddenly, she tripped and fell. Both the pails of the milk fell and all her dreams were shattered. The milk spilt onto the ground, and all Patty could do was cry. "No more dream," she cried foolishly!

Moral of the Story

Do not count your chickens before they are hatched.

Also Read: Popular Fairy Tale Stories for Kids

7. When Adversity Knocks

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This is a story that explains how adversity is met differently by different people. There was a girl named Asha who lived with her mother and father in a village. One day, her father assigned her a simple task. He took three vessels filled with boiling water. He placed an egg in one vessel, a potato in the second vessel, and some tea leaves in the third vessel. He asked Asha to keep an eye on the vessels for about ten to fifteen minutes while the three ingredients in three separate vessels boiled. After the said time, he asked Asha to peel the potato and egg, and strain the tea leaves. Asha was left puzzled – she understood her father was trying to explain her something, but she didn't know what it was.

Her father explained, "All three items were put in the same circumstances. See how they've responded differently." He said that the potato turned soft, the egg turned hard, and the tea leaves changed the colour and taste of the water. He further said, "We are all like one of these items. When adversity calls, we respond exactly the way they do. Now, are you a potato, an egg, or tea leaves?"

Moral of the Story

We can choose how to respond to a difficult situation.

8. The Proud Rose

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Once upon a time, there was a beautiful rose plant in a garden. One rose flower on the plant was proud of its beauty. However, it was disappointed that it was growing next to an ugly cactus. Every day, the rose would insult the cactus about its looks, but the cactus stayed quiet. All the other plants in the garden tried to stop the rose from bullying the cactus, but the rose was too swayed by its own beauty to listen to anyone.

One summer, a well in the garden dried up and there was no water for the plants. The rose slowly began to wilt. The rose saw a sparrow dip its beak into the cactus for some water. The rose then felt ashamed for having made fun of the cactus all this time. But because it was in need of water, it went to ask the cactus if it could have some water. The kind cactus agreed, and they both got through summer as friends.

Moral of the Story

Never judge someone by the way they look.

Also Read: Bible Stories for Children

9. The Tale of the Pencil

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A boy named Raj was upset because he had done poorly in his English test. He was sitting in his room when his grandmother came and comforted him. His grandmother sat beside him and gave him a pencil. Raj looked at his grandma puzzled, and said he didn't deserve a pencil after his performance in the test.

His grandma explained, "You can learn many things from this pencil because it is just like you. It experiences a painful sharpening, just the way you have experienced the pain of not doing well on your test. However, it will help you be a better student. Just as all the good that comes from the pencil is from within itself, you will also find the strength to overcome this hurdle. And finally, just as this pencil will make its mark on any surface, you too shall leave your mark on anything you choose to." Raj was immediately consoled and promised himself that he would do better.

Moral of the Story

We all have the strength to be who we wish to be.

10. The Crystal Ball

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Nasir, a small boy, found a crystal ball behind the banyan tree of his garden. The tree told him that it would grant him a wish. He was very happy and he thought hard, but unfortunately, he could not come up with anything he wanted. So, he kept the crystal ball in his bag and waited until he could decide on his wish.

Days went by without him making a wish but his best friend saw him looking at the crystal ball. He stole it from Nasir and showed it to everyone in the village. They all asked for palaces and riches and lots of gold, but could not make more than one wish. In the end, everyone was angry because no one could have everything they wanted. They became very unhappy and decided to ask Nasir for help. Nasir wished that everything would go back to how it was once – before the villagers had tried to satisfy their greed. The palaces and gold vanished and the villagers once again became happy and content.

Moral of the Story

Money and wealth do not always bring happiness.

11. A Bundle of Sticks

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Once upon a time, three neighbours living in a village were having trouble with their crops. Each of the neighbours had one field, but the crops on their fields were infested with pests and were wilting. Every day, they would come up with different ideas to help their crops. The first one tried using a scarecrow in his field, the second used pesticides, and the third built a fence on his field, all to no avail.

One day, the village head came by and called the three farmers. He gave them each a stick and asked them to break it. The farmers could break them easily. He then gave them a bundle of three sticks, and again, asked them to break it. This time, the farmers struggled to break the sticks. The village head said, "Together, you are stronger and work better than you do it alone." The farmers understood what the village head was saying. They pooled in their resources and got rid of the pests from their fields.

Moral of the Story

There is strength in unity.

These Great Stories Are not written by me I just happened to remember them from childhood so I think why not post them.
 
English is not my mother language so sorry for mistakes

Short Inspirational stories are powerful reads;

The great thing about them is that they’re so easy to digest, and there’s always a moral at the end of the story.

Whether they’re true stories or not is another thing, as many of them are legends supposedly hundreds of years old.

However, the stories that I’m talking about are so powerful and inspirational that many of them really do get you thinking and even leave you speechless at times.

That's right I Mr. Richard Roswald Jackson is a person re living my life. Not only i came back in the past in 1975 but also can remember everything up until i died on 2020.
When i came back at fist i was shocked but then i became excited. Why? Because  i can change my life for the better, i can realize the dreams which i couldn't in previous life. I could live a life far better then the life i had previous.
My previous life was worse. As my family is well known and successful, having such an amazing family can be both pressuring and blessing. Pressuring because, if have live unto expectation of not only your parents but also the surroundings otherwise they will compare ,make fun of you.
But I couldn't bare the pressure and by the time I became 18 i collapsed. oh boy! i fell hard!!!. I was academically good, it turned worse. i stated to become rebellious. arguing with parents , keeping distance from them, parting, fighting ,drinking, drugs etc i became all in all problem child.
it turned out to be the worst decision of my life. Because by continuing this kind of life my body deteriorated. Finally the worse turn came, I had an accident and the result I became bedridden for my life, worse disease started coming from left to right.
 All i could have done at that time is watch movies, tv series or read books. beside that due to fathers influence look at the investment market and help my father with his work.
Finally at the age of 45 my body collapsed after fighting for a long time. During my last breath I wised if i could have relived this life once again. And  I don't know which supreme being heard my wish because I am for ever grateful to him.
 And that is how I came back to the past. Now onward to the story....
...

Month have gone since the  kitchen discussion, the kids column of NY times started get popular as interesting short stories are been publishing every week under a name R.R Jackson. Popularity might not been seen during first week but after that it started to grow.
One day, a family of three on Zionsville just having a breakfast in a living room, the child of this family, a 9 year old girl was reading a newspaper and see this, her parents treat this as normal occurrence as entertainment for the kids have been matured enough like smart phones or video games era. 
See his daughter seem fascinated reading a newspaper, the father feel curious and ask his daughter. " What's on the news sweetheart? I've never seen you such having those interest reading newspaper."
The daughter heard her father saying that immediately felt irritated," Dad, I'm concentrating on reading this story, you know it's really hard to read on the newspaper".
Hearing that, her father didn't feel angry at all and become more curious for his daughter behavior, " Okay sweetheart, I will just wait for you finish the story and then you tell me what this is story about" her father just smiled after saying that.
The mother saw the father daughter interaction just smiled and also became interested about what her daughter read. A moment passed and the girl has read the story with both happy and frustrated expression on her face, her father become curious,  seeing this she began narrate the story to her parents

" This short story is the best that I have read mom, dad. It's exciting and funny. But dad whats a string ray? Does it look like a large butterfly too bad it has no illustration on it, can we go to fish aquarium see string ray dad  and this story still has continuation and won't be released next week. But dad, newspaper story is usually different each week and I'm afraid I won't get the continuation next week."
Seeing her frustrated but hopeful face girls dad laughed "hahaha... Don't worry dear i will send request mail to the editor of NY times and of course I will take you to the aquarium to see a string ray"
"really dad!!! yaaa!!!!" the girl became excited hugged her dad.
And this situation occurs at least in a thousand household in N.Y. and few parts of the States that subscribing the N.Y. Times. It occurred not only for the stories it self but the clever tactic used by Richard himself. 
When he created the short stories the volume was really large, so in order to publish in the paper it was usually divided into two or three parts but he cleverly divided the story in such a way that when ever a reader finishes one part they not only became frustrated but also crave for the latter part of the story which drives the popularity even more.
As the short stories grow popular the sales and the subscribing number of NY Times also grows which in turn they urge Richard to give them more  priority by giving him 200$-250$ each article writing in there kids column.
With  in the next few months Richards short stories not only became popular among the kids but also among their parents. the author R.R Jackson became topic of discussion on dinner table in many households. Not only the NY times have sold like hot cakes but there was substantial visitors specially families with kids from 6 to 12 years old in many water zoos or aquarium parks through out the states. 
During this frenzy time when a book named <My Ocean Stories> by R.R Jackson which was no  only the compilation of this short stories but also illustration of different characters where published . It not only sold more than 150,000 copies trough out US but also took 10th place in the bestseller list.
The guy who created this is situation doing dancing practice for his upcoming show stage show audition in Broadway.

When people about R.R Jackson the first thing comes to mind
The Living Legend....
He is a man who brought storm in the worlds entertainment...
Idol of all aspiring idols... 
Music , Film , Drama , Books not a place he left untouched
They say he is a man with Midas touch or is he ......


First time writing... Open to constructive criticism...
Hope everyone like my story....

Disclaimer : I don't own anything other than my main character. All things written is nothing more than a fiction.

Dara spends her alone time for house chores. Cleaning up here and there, organizing things, doing some preparation for lunch, but not yet cooking, setting up her breakfast and putting it aside. Then when she's finished with around half of the maid's duties, she sits on the rugs on the floor with a short table, that Beth usually uses as her study desk, in front of her. It's brown furniture in the middle of the living room and quite large for a laptop with two bowls of food, and some books to be put on there.

She has around a couple of hours before she has to leave and fetch the kids from school. She stares at her empty sketchbook. Her mind still wanders around about what to draw. She just feels so, so empty. She takes a sip of her coffee, always the boost, the inspiration, the mate for her soul. But it just feels way too bland this time.

Dara sighs and leans her back onto the couch behind her, staring at the bulb above her. "Hmm…," she hums and rests her head down. Thinking.

Dara suddenly sees a tall shadow passing  through the room, gliding fast to the kitchen and she startles, panting for air, "oh my God, who's there?" Dara tries to lift her feet but she can't move. She's so afraid. And she realizes that she is in her dream. "DARA WAKE UP!!! DARA!!! WAKE UP PLEASE I'M SCARED, WAKE UP!!!" Her dream tries to wake her up but she can't. 

Dara gasps after some while that felt like hours of fear for her and raises her head from the couch. She grabs her water bottle next to her leg and gulps nearly to the bottom of it, trying to manage herself and breathe. "Okay, okay, just a dream, Dara, just a dream, " Dara keeps on panting for some while. She gazes at the kitchen and breathes sharply, "ugh, just a dream, okay." She places her hand on her chest and gives a gentle pressure to give herself ease.

***

Dara is a young Indonesian mom who lives in Singapore with an Indonesian husband named Eric and two children named Christian and Bethany. She is a… err, happy mom? 
Anyway, she is always happy with her children. 

She is an online author, she writes short stories, mostly light romances. She is essentially an Indonesian and mostly does Indonesian work.  Two or three of her creations have been published as short stories in Indonesian tv programs in the last year.

But lately, she feels tired and uninspired to compose stories so she's been taking her hiatus from short stories and shifting to comics. She's not a bad artist though, her first comic reached 1.6k viewers in the first 24 hours. And she just completed it last weekend and needs new and fresh ideas for the next one whether it's going to be a story or a comic. 

But her short dream annoyed her just now.

***

"I think I need another break, a day or two will be great though, I need that 'me time'…. Yeah right!" Dara sighs at her ridiculous thought and rolls her eyes, mocking herself. "Hookaay, see what we can do now, hmm…," Dara scrolls some random social media on her phone screen, randomly reading some cake recipes and funny stories or videos.

There is a post that attracted her attention, it's from Kayla, a friend from a group of people who are into revealing fake accounts or scammers and such. She has never had any certain intentions to be in the group, it was just something fun for her, she always thought so. And the group is organized by women from all around the world.

So the post contains a gallery of screenshots of a dating app that shows a chat room of Kayla and a guy where the guy was harassing her in an extremely rude way. Dara gets a bit shocked reading that guy's messages and gets curious, so she keeps on reading. The screenshots, the captions, and the comments. 

It's a post from a day before, she sees 4 screenshots and more than a hundred comments in total. "Wow! She's just suddenly famous! Haha," Dara chuckles a bit.

Dara and Kayla don't know each other personally in real life. Kayla lives in the Philippines and they only talk through the online room, and she is quite popular there. She often shares funny and cute stuff that is quite entertaining. And she sounds like a fun and friendly person too. She's around 3 years younger than Dara, single and works as a makeup artist, it's been more than a year since Kayla doing it persistently. 

So then Dara contacts Kayla, because of her curiosity. They chat for a while, letting Dara learn about the chatting app that Kayla posted earlier. And how Kayla fell into that kind of abusive conversation with the guy.

Dara often laughs lightly while she's chatting with Kayla. Kayla shares funny experiences she had through the chatting apps, not only the bad one with the rude guy. Dara feels quite enlightened with the laughter but her face suddenly flattens when she reads Kayla's last message, "try it yourself, install one or two."

Dara stops replying to her and gazes away, thinking…, "hmm… should I?" She taps her fingernail on the desk.

***

Dara switches her laptop off and leaves her phone on the desk while she is preparing herself to leave the house, fetching kids from school. Getting herself up from the rugs, she takes her sketchbooks and her coffee that is barely drank yet and takes a gulp or two, walking to the kitchen area. She leaves the glass and picks a pair of jeans and a sling bag

She takes a glance at the phone screen while she walks back, zipping up her jeans. "Ah, that one has done installing. What's this?" Dara puts the handle of her sling bag between her teeth, biting it, and grasps her phone reading the registration page of the Tinkle app. She grins and accidentally drops her sling bag onto her foot, "ugh, ouch!"

Dara quickly fills the registration page. And based on what Kayla told her earlier, "only a simple suggestion, but do not put your real name there," she writes 'Catwoman' as her username. And, based on Kayla's another warning, "and you better not putting your face there as well," she puts her face there, but from the side. 

***

Dara walks out and locks the door. She hears a different notification from her phone and opens it while walking to the elevator. She surprised at what she sees on the screen when she's inside the elevator and widens her eyes, "holy pepperoni…!" But she is in a bit of a rush for kids though, so she puts it back in her bag when the elevator opens and sends her to the ground floor. 

"I have never known what efforts were;
I have never known what submission referred to;
I have never known what my passion was;
I have never known what I, myself really was;
Until there was… You"
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Rewritten version
21+ alert!!!
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Dara is indeed a great submissive catch for a cold-hearted Dominant man like him, she's an innocent, a pure one to be taught, wrapped in a beautiful, petite, almost flawless appearance.
For Dara herself, this is her very first time to get into this kind of darker side.
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Being a slave means being strong. 
More than what she has become all along. 
The circumstance that Dara has never thought would be extremely challenging. 
But, by being his slave...
She finds herself.
She finds her deepest, hidden passion that she has never realized herself, before.
She finds a way to overcome.
She finally learns how to share a man, like a harem.
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Getting into the BDSM world virtually, was never her intention at all, but here she is sharing a man with girls from all over the world, in a virtual room of harems.
Jealousy, humility, degrading, among friendly, sympathetic, cooperation, partnerships, and even knowledge shared there. All of the mixing emotions of ups and downs flutter her heart and sanity. 
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Will she grow stronger and earn him?
Will she survive with all of the emotional occurrences? 

What to expect?
What do you expect as a reader when venturing into a new novel, or in this case light novel? Maybe it is a memorable adventure worth telling your kids, maybe it is a story of drama and love or maybe you just want to escape the hardships of life and indulge in stories of lives that were never lived.
But for whichever reason, you might have clicked on that title, you did it (hopefully) with the intent of taking some time off, of your 24 hour day to read one of my works, and for that let me thank you.
So let's get now to the point of the above-mentioned question. Here, under the title of "Chronicles of a forgotten World" I'll write short stories that will all play in the same world and realm, they might be two chapters long or they might be twenty long and each one of them will reach its end with each volume I create. I will take the liberty with this work, to let my creativity flow endlessly in form of letters on these white pages, you'll then read. Those words, you'll read will be the first ones I've written and the last ones, there won't be any editing or correcting (with exception of grammatical and spelling errors), for exactly one simple, yet important reason. The beauty of errors.
Perfection is nothing but an illusion, a word without any meaning or sense to it. Did you ever see perfection in something? No, no I don't think you have, it might have been good, maybe superb but never perfect in fact, nothing in humans or human creation is or could be perfect. The human per sè is a mass, an accumulation of failures, errors and imperfections and therefore these stories will remain as I put them to paper in harmony with humanity's nature. But that is not the sole reason for my decision. With it, I want to avoid the irreversible mistake of revising my works for days and weeks trying to reach perfection, in wich's pursuit my stories might even become worse than what they originally were and not knowing if the reader might have liked that version more then it's original. 
To come back to my initial point: on what to expect (I never said from the reader), I would say the liberty to release my whole creativity without caring if it might look or sound strange after a second and third revision, active readers who like or equally hate the stories I create and finally my own growth through your feedback and my creative freedom.
As a last point, I wanted to thank you again for taking your time to embark on this journey, every ended short story will be marked with: -END- and each new short story will be started in a new volume. At the end (this time really) I wanted to point out my Social media accounts (which can also be found on my profile) where you can get the respective information as seen below:
Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/q_yuumo/  <- Since I want to become Mangaka everything                                                                                         here wolves around drawings.
Twitter: https://twitter.com/Q_Yuumo  <- Let's tweet about everything, if art or my LNs, I don't care
Discord: (Work in progress) 

Now get yourself a nice cup of tea, lay down on your sofa and put on some Lo-Fi, epic music or whatever you like to listen to, relax and enjoy the ri(ea)de.
Q_Yuumo
                                                                     -END-

Imagine going up the creaking wooden stairs of your grandparent's house into the old, mouldy reeking attic. Your sense of adventure and curiosity brought you here, the interest in what could be hidden here under the roof was stronger than the fear of the darkness and spiders crawling up the walls. 

An old chest immediately caught your eye. You wipe off the dust and open the lid revealing its content, a rusty sword and an old book with tales of a world that never existed or was long since forgotten.

The contents of that old rotten book, that's what you'll find here in this novel. Every volume holds a short story of this long-forgotten world. It might cover the story of a normal villager or the best alchemist that ever existed.

Either way, I'll release my whole bundled-up, creative power into this work so lay back, relax and enjoy.

PS: I don't know how much gore, violence, nudity etc. I'll create throughout the process so, parental guidance is advised.

Q_Yuumo

© 2021 All rights reserved to the author under the pen name Q_Yuumo.

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