Where Am I?.. Im dead?.(smile)No Im still alive.I remember that dead site No! .. Dark site? Hmm Whatever how they called it, that stupid site many people are died because of that, and me who was lucky to unlock the last game..hehe really lucky? How can i say that I'm lucky when im dying right now?.Me falling in the sky,no one will help, there is no one here, but i want to reached you. Please i want to have a link with you please grab my hand.... Please help me.

Liang Heyun started to have weird dreams ever since she was 6. She could see the deaths of others! However, when she turned 13, she realized that she was a Supernatural! 
Her Soul was a boy???
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The villagers had stopped walking. It was such a sudden stop, that if Isadar hadn't turned his head when he had, he would have bumped right into the rear end of his own horse. Phillip wordlessly walked to the front of the crowd. Isadar followed after him.
Looming in front of them was a canyon bigger than any he had ever seen before. The only thing between them and the other side was a small ancient looking rope bridge. It swayed unsteadily in the breeze. Phillip now stood in front of it. He prepared himself to cross.  As Isadar looked across it he knew that getting everyone across without incident would be a terrifying feat.
*=*=*
Phineas brought it to him. The Magician held out his hand expectantly. In it Phineas placed the weightless crystal ball. The magician was in Phillips kitchen. He leaned back in a chair at the head of the table with his big black boots resting on it. He had removed his cloak. His silver hair was shining in what little light there was. He and Phineas were alone in the house. The curtains had been drawn and candles lit. It looked the same as it had the night that Isadar and Mirrame celebrated their engagement. But it was different somehow. Darker. There seemed to be dark shadows in the room as the Magician peered into the ball. Phineas's eyes remained blinded to whatever secrets it could tell.
The Magician's face changed from amusement to excitement as he looked into it. "Phineas!" he shouted as he suddenly sat up. "Get me my cloak! We're leaving!"
*=*=*
The cloaked Magician walked into the sunlight, Phineas following obediently behind him carrying a small chest. The chest contained only the crystal ball. The Dragon Army moved aside. They didn't know what was inside the chest. Nor did they want to know. Whatever it was, it was filled with magic. They could feel it. It bit at them if they got too close to whatever was inside. The Magician climbed onto the Silver Dragon. She was the only one impervious to the ball's magic. Phineas bumbled about trying to figure out how to climb back on. Finally he succeeded.
The Magician nodded to the feathered Dragon. He was the only one without a rider. He was in charge. He sounded the call. The Riders mounted quickly, and he lifted off only a second after the Magician. The army followed suit. Dust kicked up throughout the village as the Dragon army lifted off into the air. They were excited. Now was the time for pursuit.
*=*=*
Krevik awoke from his slumber. He was clutching his chest. A signet ring shone in the moonlight on his finger. It was the same as the one in his dream. The same one Isadar had worn. 
"I dreamt again," he said. His voice sounded mournful. His head was pounding. 
He had remembered every detail of the dream. He always remembered every detail of his dreams. He was much too old for this now. He was nineteen for crying out loud. Wasn't that too old for such childish dreams? He looked out the window. He could see the moon shining beautifully. The beauty of it reminded him of the woman in his dreams. The one he called "Mother." She was very beautiful.
He had dreamt about being a child again. The woman had told him a story. He clutched his chest. It hurt. Every time he dreamt about that woman his chest hurt. It was only in his dreams of when he was a child though. When he dreamed about anything else, it was only his head that hurt. Sometimes it hurt so much that his eyes watered. He hated it when that happened. It seemed so… weak.
He wouldn't mention his dream to him. Krevik hated not telling him things; but he wouldn't like it. He could still see the moonlight shining into his room. It annoyed him. It was too bright. It made his head hurt more. He kicked off his blanket and closed the curtain on his window.
Now he would be able to sleep again. In the morning he would ask the old man for something to stop his dreams. The old man told Krevik that it was better if the master didn't know he had been dreaming. When Krevik pictured the Evil Magician in his dreams; he always looked just like him. He and the evil Magician were just too similar. They even acted alike. What would he be like if he were evil? He shuddered from the thought of him being evil. Then he closed his eyes and went back to sleep.
*=*=*
Phillip was a little way down the bridge, and then he turned and waved for the next person to come. Isadar had secretly decided to be the last one to cross. He knew the one his brother was after was himself. If everyone else had crossed and his brother came, then he would cut the rope, and be lost to his brother. He sent people out one by one. Link had been helping him by keeping everyone calm or cheerful. 
"How do they all know when to turn?" he asked Isadar as the man in front of them proceeded to cross. 
"I don't know," he said. "We'll figure it out when it's our turn" He smiled assuredly at Link. It was then that he noticed how much the boy had grown since they first arrived in the village, until now. Link was still very much a child, but he was striving to be a man.
The man that had gone before them turned and waved, and Isadar pushed Link lightly on the shoulder to go. Link walked slowly at first, not sure if he could truly trust the swaying bridge; but then as he gained more confidence began to walk at a quick and steady pace. 
Suddenly around the place where everyone else had turned and waved Link stopped. He turned, and instead of waving began to point at a spot on the bridge. Isadar just knew he was smiling, the boy waved for Isadar to follow. He sucked in a breath, now it was his turn. He was suddenly glad to have been the last one. He had stepped on to the bridge not knowing what to expect, but it was surprisingly steady. It was strange, but with each step he gained more confidence in the old bridge. He had gone pretty far, when suddenly he saw a sign on the bridge. He walked up to it. 'Turn and wave' was written on it. It was pure genius. He smiled to himself and turned to do what the sign said.
In the sky coming toward him was a black and ominous cloud, moving against the wind. The cloud had a spot of silver in front. The smile was replaced by a look of shock and fear. Isadar knew it was the Dragon Army. They had really come! The cloud was drawing closer by the moment. Wind didn't matter to Dragons. He turned and looked to see how far link had gotten.  He still had such a long way to go!
"Link!" Isadar shouted "Link!"
Link turned and looked toward Isadar happily. Then he saw Isadar pointing to the sky. He froze in fear for a moment. What was that black cloud!?
"Run!" he heard Isadar shout. Isadar wouldn't budge until he did, Isadar waiting on the bridge for his death gave Link a reason to turn and run. 
"Run!" Link heard himself shouting. "Run!" He was shouting to no one in particular and everyone all at once. Running was the only thing he knew at that moment. He could feel the bridge shaking, and he knew Isadar was running with him. He could see his family up ahead, waiting for him. "Run! Dragons!" He shouted to them. They didn't budge. Why didn't they move?

As a young child Krevik's mother would tell him stories. Stories of a Crest of Power and two brothers. Now as a young adult, Krevik has no memory of these tales. 

Secrets surround his past. What happened to his mother? Why does Krevik now live in an old castle at the edge of the great Forest of Ern.

His memories remain locked in his dreams. When he wakes only the pain of his memories remain in his head. The memory itself quickly fades. 

He must remember his past to save his fate. Will his uncle the Magician try to keep him in the dark forever?

I'm currently resting under a tree near the lake. I leaned back to rest my body on Ryken who is sitting behind me. His fur is really smooth and it is generating a slight warmth which felt really great against the cool breeze blowing from the lake. I tried resting in this pleasant atmosphere but I can't take of mind from all the strange things that I have seen today. Especially the link between me and Ryken made me curious. Finally, my curiosity got the better of me and I started experimenting with the Link.
 First, I tried examining the Link. It's not physical connection but just feeling I have. It is connected to something deep inside me. Something I never felt until now. As I focused inside me, I felt a strange energy inside and a small string made of energy coming out of it connecting me to Ryken. I slowly focused my consciousness towards the Link and started drifting off towards its another end. 
Once it's reached the other end something strange happened. Suddenly another perspective has overlapped with my vision. It's strange, suddenly I can see two different perspective in my field of site and if I'm not wrong then the second one is probably Ryken's. It's a little dizzy looking through two different perspectives so I brought my consciousness back and now my vision is clear.  
Well that solves one of the mysteries, it seems like this Link is the reason I'm experiencing those strange dreams. Maybe calling them dreams is not right anymore. Probably my consciousness has drifted towards Ryken's by means of the Link. Even though it explains why I'm having those dreams, this link is still strange. And it is also helping in understanding what Ryken wants to say.
Wait, if it can help me understand what Ryken wants to say then…
(Ryken, can you hear me?)
Hearing that Ryken looked at me. So, I can also speak to him telepathically. Seems like this Link can do a lot more than just letting me see what Ryken is seeing. If I can share its vision then probably…
I closed my eyes and send my consciousness through the Link again. And I started seeing in Ryken's perspective. Since I closed my eyes, I can only see one perspective but that is not my goal now. I started focusing a little more and as I increased my focus, I started hearing some distinct noises. Seems like I can also share its hearing. I didn't stop there and increased my focus a bit more. 
By the end of it I'm able to share all of Ryken's senses. I can see what he is seeing, I can hear what he is hearing, I can smell what he is smelling, I can feel the movement of his limps and I can feel the cool air brushing its fur. It felt like I'm one with him. Even though I can share all its senses I can still feel my own body. It felt like I have two different bodies. And finally completing my experiment I brought my consciousness back.
But I don't think that's all its able to do. I again focused on the link but this time instead of outside I focused on the inside, the place where the link is connected to. As I focused there, I can feel some strange energies floating around. I focused on this energy and approached them. I slowly approached one of them and started touching it. And then that energy started flowing through the Link.
Suddenly by vision improved, I can see better and my hearing also improved. My senses are same as Ryken's but this time I'm not sharing Ryken's senses but it' s my own senses that are improved. Seems like that strange energy I pulled from Ryken has improved my senses. I looked at Ryken and it looks like he can feel me pulling his energy.
"Do you feel that."
He nodded his head for that.
"Do you know what it is?"
This time he started shaking his head. Seems like he also doesn't know what it is. There is not just one kind of energy, there are also different kinds including this. So, this time I focused on a different kind of energy and then strength started filling my body.
I stood up and started moving and I'm surprised by my own movements. My speed increased and I can I also tell that my strength also increased. Seems like the energy this time increased my physical ability. Feeling this new power, I started moving around and then…...I collapsed. 
By the time I woke up, the sun is already getting ready set. The sun is high up in the sky by time I collapsed but now it is already setting. Looks like I slept the entire day. Ryken is still beside me faithfully guarding me. Seems like he dragged my body back into the trees shade. It looks like my body can't handle the energy I received from Ryken to increase my strength and I have collapsed. Since it's already getting dark, I climbed onto Ryken and went back to the forests entrance.
I started walking back towards my house thinking about all the things that have happened today. And as I reached my house, I came face to face with the three demons that are guarding the entrance.

Mauno is just an ordinary kid living peacefully in his village until one day he wandered into the forest and befriended a magical beast. He thought nothing of it thinking its just a kind of friendly magical beast. But he is nothing but wrong. Not just one beast every magical beast he has encountered started obeying his commands. In a world where humanity is under constant struggle against magical beasts and monsters how will this terrifying ability of his alters his life.

"Okay, stop talking, " Lu Qian frowned and interrupted in a deep voice.
Yang Yun didn't stop talking right away. Instead, she felt even more aggrieved for him. "Why can't I say it? You like her so much. It's obviously... "
Lu Qian looked up at her and said in a low voice, "if you say another word, I'll have someone send you back to your hometown. "
Hearing that, Yang Yun bit her lip and finally stopped talking.
Lu Qian turned his head to look out of the window and fell silent.
Yang Yun was the child of a distant relative of his. She could be counted as his distant cousin.
Before anything happened to her family, she had been living in his house, so she knew the series of things at home very clearly.
* 
Before Zhao Siqing left, she paid all the medical fees for Lu Qian, hoping that he would get better soon.
Other than that, she couldn't do much else.
Not long after, Li Feihuan called and asked her to talk about Li Feiyuan's situation.
Zhao Siqing thought that she had already made an agreement with him yesterday, so she arranged to meet him at a nearby shopping mall.
She was close and arrived earlier.
Seeing that Li Feihuan hadn't arrived, she sent a wechat message to Nalan Yanran: [ have you had any strange dreams? ]
Very soon, Nalan Yanran replied: [ a fairy who doesn't sleep like me never dreams. ]
Zhao Siqing smiled lightly, guessing that she had been busy the whole night again.
Zhao Siqing continued to edit: [ tell me, why do I always dream of the same scene, the same person? ]
[ man and woman? ] Nalan Yanran replied.
[ man... ]
Zhao Siqing briefly told her about the dream last night. After a while, Nalan Yanran directly sent a voice message: "Baby, I'm going to arrest someone. Check it yourself first, I'll call you tonight. "
Then, a link to [ Duke Zhou's dream interpretation ] was thrown over.
Zhao Siqing smiled lightly and closed the chat box.
But not long after, she could not help but click on the link again and lowered her head to study it seriously.
Zhao Siqing looked at the explanation that was searched out and softly read it out. "dreams are people's subconscious. Often dreaming of the same person means that this person has always lived in the depths of your subconscious and occupied a corner of your heart... "
"often dreaming of the same person means that he has always been thinking of you. "
Zhao Siqing frowned slightly, feeling that it was a little ridiculous.
However, she could not find an analysis that was completely compatible with her dream, so she simply opened the online dream interpretation.
The other party first asked about her dream. Because the previous dream was too shameful, Zhao Siqing only briefly talked about last night's dream.
[ you can interpret it. Here is the payment link. ]
Looking at the payment link sent by the other party, Zhao Siqing was stunned for a few seconds.
Was there a fee?
Zhao Siqing muttered under her breath, "liar, " and closed the web page.
But within a few minutes, she could not help but open the link again and pay 188 yuan.
After paying, the chat box showed that the other party was typing... ...
Zhao Siqing waited impatiently, a little curious.
Actually, as a psychiatrist, she had come into contact with some things like dreams.
Although there was no scientific basis for dream interpretation, but.. It could still satisfy her curiosity.
Not long after, Li Feihuan brought Li Feiyuan over.
From Afar, he could see the woman with her hair draped over her shoulders. She was sitting in front of a table by the window, jabbing at her phone one after another as if she was bored.
Li Feihuan walked forward and asked gently, "how long have you been waiting? "
The other party's analysis had just been sent over. Before Zhao Siqing could take a look, she noticed a figure beside her.
She looked up and saw that Li Feihuan and yuan yuan were already sitting opposite her.


Huo Jingchen had a serious paranoid personality disorder, and Zhao Siqing was his psychiatrist.
Huo Jingchen had endured it for six years, but he did not dare to get close to her.
He thought that he could control himself well, but after just one meeting, Huo Jingchen's face was swollen by himself.
"Zhao Siqing is mine, her eyes are mine, and her body is mine. From head to toe, from inside to outside, her hair is mine! "
There are hundreds of beauties in the world, but only you are my favorite.
The male protagonist is sick, and the female protagonist has medicine.
Double Love Letters, welcome to jump into the pit.

After a few more minutes, Link decided today was still not the day he could advance from Beginner fire magic to Intermediate fire magic.
He then took a large branch from the nearby trees and started to swing it. He continued swinging the branch as if it were a sword, he did this a lot, this was his routine ever since he got permission to play outside. With his knowledge of the system from his previous world, doing that have gained link a new skill.
Sword mastery. 
he has been doing his routine for a while now, gaining level after level.
He managed to get his hands on the chore magic skills, which were taught in the school. they were given books containing all the chore magic skills, which were as good as nothing for combat but link learned them anyways.
While link was practicing his swordsmanship, he heard footsteps. Someone was approaching him, and the only person aside from him that knows about the spot is his neighbor and classmate Samuel. he was a year older than link, link liked him, samuel reminded him of his best friend sam. It wasn't just the name resemblance, samuel and sam had habits that were oddly alike, from his constant dad jokes to his cheerful personality.
The village was small, and of the young adults left to seek their fortune elsewhere, which left only a few kids in the village, including link there were 10 of them. One of which was a baby and only two kids were a year younger than link which were twins.
When samuel saw link practicing his swings, the little boy with red hair and blue eyes like sapphire smiled. He then picked up a random twig he found on the ground and joined him.
"Hey link, why do you keep practicing everyday?" asked samuel "Are you trying to become a hero too? that's my dream as well." samuel was happily imagining himself as a hero, fighting monsters and mutated beasts, saving kingdoms.
Link on the other hand just smiled "How is he so like Sam." link thought to himself "How is he doing nowadays?"
Seeing link not answering him, he remembered the other day when he spoke about being a hero, but link laughed and patted his shoulder then walked away. Now that samuel remembered this, he wanted to ask link something.
"Hey link, remember when you laughed at the idea of becoming a hero?" he asked "A hero is someone that people lookup to, count on and can help others" he stopped for a bit "Why did you laugh?"
Link tried to remember if he did do that, after a short pause he did remember, at the time he saw and still kind of do, those dreams as childish.
"Yeah, i do remember" the two were still swinging the branches as they were talking "I just thought it was kind of a childish dream back then, and no offense but i still kind of do."
Samuel frowned, he stopped practicing. "I'm not childish, i will become a hero and you'll see." said samuel as he turned around and started walking away.
Link reached out and grabbed his arm "I'm not calling you childish samuel, i'm calling the title itself" said link "You can become a hero, but i think it's not worth it"
"Then what is your dream?" samuel stopped and turned around to look at him, a curious expression was on his face. 
link never hangs out with the kids much, he was always either practicing or studying, samuel looked up to link and wanted to know what his dream was to be working that hard.
"My dream?" link paused "My dream is to become someone strong enough to control my own faith"
"Isn't a hero the strongest, that's the same thing." he said smiling like he got link.
"Hmph, a hero isn't the strongest, there are many things stronger. plus a hero doesn't control his own faith. he's bound by his responsibilities, his duty to save and protect. i don't want to serve nobody, i do not care about others." said link with a cold and murderous look.
None of them noticed, but the birds, and some small animals around them ran away at that moment. a small thread of mana seeped out of link, creating little killing intent which was sensed by the animals.
"But the old man said, the hero is the strongest. He can beat anyone, the champion of the people. everyone deserves to be saved and protected. even the king bows down to him." said samuel with a confused expression. ever since he had heard the stories from the village elder, he kept dreaming of adventures and destined encounters like the heroes told in the stories.
"those are just tales samuel, stories changed by many to appear wondrous and attractive, to trick simple minded people" link stopped for a second, he looked at samuel and saw a sad expression.
"I'm not calling you simple minded samuel, you're still a kid, you'll grown up and see the true side of humans, some might be worthy of as you said saving and protecting, but some don't even deserve to be treated as humans. dream bigger, a hero is a title given to those ignorant ones." said link, patting his shoulder again.
"Hey link" samuel had a look of admiration "How come you know a bunch of stuff, not even the old man knows of?"
"Um...It's... It's nothing to be impressed by, we're still kids, i don't think the old man would tell us stuff like this." link stopped for a bit, forgetting he was speaking to a 6 year old and regretting what he said. "Samuel, dreams and goals come and go. becoming stronger is never the wrong thing to do, for now becoming a hero is not a bad dream, practice and train. when the time comes that you grow up and understand things yourself, your training would still pay off."
"Heh, sometimes you say some weird things, link. But everyone keeps calling you a genius so i believe you. my new dream is to control my own faith, just like you." said samuel, grabbing the stick he dropped and going back to swinging it.
Link stopped for a bit, a genuine smile appeared on his face. with a firm stance, he went back to swinging the twig.

The line between life and death is thin.

With the numerous religions giving some glimmer of hope, people started hanging onto their thin rope. In an attempt to ease their minds about the unknown.

But what if death is not the end?
What if Death is only the beginning?

Red lives in a vulnerable world, one where Windows to other planes of existence open often.

Monsters and dangerous creatures reside in each, and the awakened are humanities only hope.

Our story starts with Death and ends with Glory.

Follow Red as he breaks through Worlds, practicing and growing stronger with each experience.

The chosen Champion of the mysterious God.

The Soaring Dragon Continent is a world of summons, you can only become strong if you become a summoner! Yue Yang, an average high school boy, was suddenly kicked into this world. When he woke up, he was greeted with a lot of worried faces and found out that he had assumed another person’s identity. Turns out he’s the good-for-nothing third son of the Yue Family, who had just recently drowned himself because of a failed engagement. Unlike the third son of the Yue Family who was useless in summoning, Yue Yang succeeded in making a contract with a summoning grimoire on his first try, even when the other guy failed for the past fifteen years. Others would have a headache making contracts with beasts afterwards, but countless beasts tried to gain favour with Yue Yang instead, acting like a good kid before him.
Yue Yang the brat, however, didn’t feel grateful at all: “Scram, Mythical Beasts! Do you think you are cool like that? Go away from me now, I only like beautiful summons!”
Even when royal families approached him for his talents, the shameless brat replied, “I’m not interested in government stuff, I’m only interested in beauties!”

I would also like to tell you that this is not my work. I have just improved the Translation where it could be improved and I have provided all the links that the real author in some chapter so do check them out. Thank You.

Throughout the night, heavy thunderstorms raged and showered around a house relentlessly. 

Lightning lit up the skies and quicky illuminated a dark room through a crack in a bedside windows curtain.
 
Soundly sleeping paying no mind to the war of thunder and lightning raging outside overhead, spilling rain like blood and sweat; a young boy dreams. 

Within his bed he quietly dreams of an unfamiliar face. A woman with hair as long as the night, white as morning light, and a expression filled with freight.

"She is beautiful", thought the boy. Thunder and Lightning raged over her head, rain erupted from the skies and covered her face. All the beauty the boy saw was then painted over by red. 

The sky was bleeding, her body now drenched in the color of blood. It streamlined down her head, past her vibrant green eyes that reflected the sky she watched intently. Down her nose and mouth to drop into the palms of her opened hands. 

Pooling up until it spilt over, she looked down into her hands and realized she could see only the young boy.

Just as quickly as the storms outside erupted, the dream was shattered by a crack of lightning. The boy arose from his bed, drenched in sweat and breathing as quickly as the rain fell above him. He looks to his left and reaches to find his phone charging by his bedside on his wooden desk. 

He grabs it quick and turns it on, jerking it from it's charging cable. He is somewhat blinded by the light of the phone but manages to make out a text from his mother. He unlocks his phone and reads the words, "Hey Strife, look outside the moon is so bright!"

Strife crawls out from under the covers and to the window to the right of his bed. He peers outside to see nothing but darkness and the illumination of rain falling past a nearby street lamp. He sees its 5:34 AM on his phone screen, looks at the text and sees it was from three hours earlier. 'The moon is most likely setting by now, he thinks to himself.'

Strife plops back down into the cocoon of his blankets, "Whatever, I'm going to back to sleep.", he says in a tired tone. The rain continues to fall outside, easing him into his slumber once again.

The next morning Strife awakens to the blinding lights of day shimmering through his curtains and striking him directly in his eyes. As if ordered by the sun to specifically blind him. He reaches out under the covers with his foot and moves the curtain in a way that it blocks the light.

"Herggggffffstupidsunpggffff", he grumbles to himself as he lays back and stares at the ceiling. 
"Also, what the hell was that dream last night!?", Strife yells to the air around him.

He peers around him room, just the usual pile of dirty clothes on the floor and retro gaming aura his room emanates. Strife designed it this way, shelves filled with old consoles and games. Starships dangling from the ceiling by string and posters of old movies scattered across his rooms walls.

Despite everything in his room being out of date for his time and especially for his age. Strife finds some comfort in the older generations sense of style.

Strife picks up his phone again, realizing he forgot to plug it back in last night and now the batteries drained to 17%. "Son of a bitch, I'm such an idiot!" Strife mumbles as he plugs it back in.

The year is 2217, within this age technology has far outstretched what was perceived as 'logical' back in the early 2000's. In the year 2192 human technology took a dramatic leap forward as engineers discovered the ability to create near infinite memory within some of the smallest pieces of tech. Following this discovery, humanity was able to craft hyper realistic AI or 'Artifical Intelligence', fully harness programs that shifted through data to intricately design cures for diseases outside the minds capabilities. Yet, most promising for some was the new invention of virtual reality. With such an expansive memory capacity, video games took on a whole new personality. This new age was named 'The 21st century spark'.

The dreams of humanity, the fantasies of the average person could be portrayed perfectly through their games. Strife just recently turning 16, grew up with this tech but hasn't lived to see the first virtual reality come to fruition. That is, until today.

Strife stumbles through his social media on his phone when he notices that he's got a lot of notifications. "What the hell is going on?" Strife says as he opens up a message from his friend Marcus. "Strife! Dude! IT'S HAPPENING, WE GET TO BE ALIVE TO SEE IT!" included on his message was a link.

Strife opens the link and is taken to a website from a company called, 'The Dream Spark'. He sees bold and colorful advertisements for many things but one thing stands out. It's their newest item, Strife reads out, "Lock, our newest technology fulfills the promises and dreams of the past decades desiring Virtual Reality. Be the key of our new system we've termed 'Lock'. Be the visionary for the world's that are to come. Be prepared, come with a thriving imagination, and above all else, have fun!" 

"What the hell is this?" Strife whispers to himself as he continues to read. "Purchase today, be one of the first alive to step into our brave new world." There is a price listed on the bottom of the advertisement listed at 1000$ a console. "There is literally no way in hell, this thing can be worth that much, or even real. Gaming industries have spit out cheap knock off VR systems for over a hundred years and they've never figured out what we want." Strife complains as he starts looking up this companies reliability.

"Our system utilizes new technology for it's expansive world generating abilities, and perfect replication of all five humans senses within the virtual reality. Our system monitors brain activity on a cellular level, any shift, any thought of motion, and sense is transmitted directly to the VR world. No other company has obtained such results, we are dedicated to providing humanity with perfection. Your dreams of VR have come to fruition here. Don't believe it, try a demo version free. Enter your full name, email address, and mailing address in the 'Mail me the demo' link below and we'll have it shipped in less than a week. Our demo system is a smaller interface, a simple earpiece that has the same premise and functionality as the original console but is strictly limited to a demo phase. You'll be able to play in VR using this device for only a limited time, 24 hours. We are confident that will be enough time to convince you of the power and functionality of our Lock. Thank you for being here, have a pleasant experience. Sincerely: CEO of The Dream Spark, Aaron Nostalgia." 

Strife takes a moment to reflect what he just read, he looks to his phones battery life now at 33%. "Hmm, looks like intriguing I suppose, better message Marcus back to be sure on this. I don't want to have this device delivered to me and it be a piece of trash and now some shady website knows where my house is." Strife thinks to himself as he leaves the website.

Strife opens up Marcus's previous text and replies, "Yo, dude, got your text, read the websites advertisement. Is the VR system what you were talking about? Seems shady man, never heard of this company before." Strife delivers the message and is texted back immediatly with another link. "Um, ok?" Strife says as he clicks the link.

He's brought to a video posted by one of the companies major shareholders wearing the console for the first time. The console looks sleek and new on his head. It's silver mostly with bits of light blue crafted in between the parts. It extends over the entire head and looks to fit perfectly as if they're wearing a thin helmet. It doesn't cover the ears or face but does cover the eyes. "It's not even plugged in." Strife says as he clicks play. The video starts with the man already wearing the helmet, a large screen shows what he sees in the VR world. It shows him playing a game Strife is unfamiliar with. Strife skips to the end of the video to see the man who was wearing the device now crying. The headset is on the ground and his hands are now covering his eyes holding back tears.

"What the fuck?" Strife says as he gets another text from Marcus.

Marcus- 
Dude, it's legit, they've been working on this for decades they said in secret so that other companies wouldn't take away their moment. I already ordered the Demo, we can play the only game they got released right now on it together for 24 hours. You down?

Strife-
I guess man...let me order mine real quick. If you get yours in before me, let me know but don't play it until I get mine. I want to play with you if I can.

Marcus-
For sure, we'll experience the NEW WORLD TOGETHER!

Strife-
Don't be weird man, it's just a game.

Marcus-
Hehehe ;)

Ordinarily one is more than ordinary. In the age of 2217 AD a boy named Strife finds himself woven into a story already told; a story inevitably labeled as fantasy through generations. Strife has always been apart of his life, even his own name haunted him. Now, it haunts the world. The dawning of Revelation is at hand. The world is begining to shape itself anew. Strife gets a front row seat, and adventure awaits.

Hala couldn't believe what just happened. Aktosh was killed... destroyed... erased from existence. In all these eons they have been  together it's not the first time his body was destroyed. But as his bound spirit she had always been able to find him through their link. He usually resurrects in his Chamber of Return in Khalahar, his private domain. In a couple of extreme situations he even came back through the nodes in the Land itself. But she knew this time was different. There was an emptiness in the other end of the link where his being used to be. 
Hala took stock of her surroundings as the backlash of Aktosh's death wore off. 'Looks like I'm been out for a long time.', she thought, floating in the primordial chaos of the Dream lands. The place where gods are born and if the conditions are right, the only place the could be killed permanently. 
' No this is not the time to go into a reverie.' She "shook" her amorphous body.The reason of their little excursion to the Planes of Dream were the Shaedmer. 'They are gonna pay for what they did to my Aktosh. But I need to take care of our people and prepare. But most importantly I can't do this alone. I need allies.' 
Hala searched the Dream Land that spans the whole multiverse. For someone with the right mind, right spirit, but most importantly, the right dreams. Innumerable pinpricks of light decorated the Planes of Dream, the dreams and nightmares of mortals forming in the primordial chaos that's the origin of everything. And in a faraway corner of the multiverse she found what she wanted. A mind full of hope, dream and wonder. She saw strength and the destiny to be much more. She sent the being of 'Earth' a calling of dream...

A thrilling tale of a boy whose dreams became reality overnight. From fantasy books and RPG games to a world of magic, dragons and war. Where gods walk the land will he be able to unlock his true potential??....

Link smiled and nodded slightly, and with a wave of his hand, soft void energy lifted Artoria up.
As Link stood up, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes. After the summoning ceremony is over, it is time for me to advance to Stage Five.
Previously, Link didn't deliberately aim to level up as fast as possible. Instead, he was trying his best to understand his own powers as much as possible. Otherwise, with his ability, he could accumulate a lot of EXP by entering the City of the Undead dungeons several times.
And now, he had enough understanding of his own powers.
With a thought of his mind, the void energy surging around Link's body became more and more active, surging like a tide.
Amidst the violent surges of void energy, a bright light was flashing from Link's body, and a half-open void portal faintly appeared behind him.
Through the gap in the half-open portal, a dazzling scene of the galaxy seemed to appear…
Misty starlight flowed out from the portal, and the current Link seemed to have become the supreme ruler of the stars.
The great sage looked at Link with a flash of wonder in his eyes.
Link instantly started to advance to Stage Five when he had only just reached the peak of Stage Four. This wasn't something ordinary people could do.
This showed that Link's understanding of the Void nomological power had reached an extremely profound level as there was no bottleneck at all.
Not only did an energy tide appear inside the Epochal Ruins as a result of the phenomenon resulting from Link's advancement, but in the Forest of Darkness as well.
Streams of starlight fell down as if they were turning into a void channel that connected earth and heaven!
The sky—which had returned to being dim and dull—instantly became clear, while the stars seemed to be attracted by a mysterious force and bloomed with a strange brilliance!
Countless people were once again attracted by this scene.
The powerhouses in the surrounding human cities had just calmed down from the previous phenomenon and had no choice but to cast surprised glances at the Forest of Darkness again.
The apocalyptic Evolvers were all deeply stunned, and even their eyes were twitched. They were completely speechless.
"What the heck—again? Give me a break! What strange thing is happening in the Forest of Darkness today?"
In Unfallen City, Yang Xuerou, Wu Hao, and the others were also surprised.
The successively appearing phenomena signified that tonight was destined to be a non-peaceful night.
It was possible that many people would rush to the Forest of Darkness overnight to check the situation.
Those who had inside news—such as Yang Xuerou and Wu Hao—were somewhat unable to remain calm as well. Both parties had no thoughts of discussing matters at this moment, and they all stared at the vast phenomenon that covered their sights.
The stars were shining, the void energy was overflowing, and even cobweb-like cracks appeared in the sky, but this wasn't all.
In his previous life, Link mastered some of the Void nomological powers and used this as his foundation to enter the Star-rank. Although his resulting combat power was also quite impressive at that time, since he had a chance to do this a second time, he naturally wouldn't be satisfied with just how he was in his previous life.
Inside the ruin, vigorous sword intent suddenly rose from Link's body and shot straight into the sky!
Sword energy appeared, circled, and danced in the air around Link.
His white robe fluttered and swayed, and his bearing was extraordinary. He seemed like an ancient sword celestial who crossed over the long river of time and came to this world!
A flash of surprise flashed in the great sage's eyes. Good god. Not only does this kid have a deep understanding of the Void nomological power, but he has also attained a high level of swordsmanship! He's planning to integrate the Void nomological power and the Sword nomological power!
A domain constructed from integrating two nomological powers will naturally be stronger than most of the domains consisting of a single nomological power! In fact, this is the reason why Star-rank powerhouses' combat power can differ greatly.
The strength, depth, and the number of nomological powers each person has comprehended are all different. For ordinary people, just understanding and comprehending one nomological power is already not an easy task, but this kid actually possesses two nomological powers! If this news spreads out, I wonder how many people will cry to death!
The biting sword energy overflowed, and a torrent of sword energy seemed to appear around Link. 
Deep ravines also appeared on the platform he was on.
The immense sword energy even spilled out and was going to spread to the entire hall.
The corner of the great sage's eyes twitched, and a virtual staff appeared in his hand. Upon waving the staff, countless streams of arcane brilliance were released from it and formed a field barrier, isolating Link within it. The phenomenon resulting from this kid's advancement isn't small. I mustn't let him destroy the Epochal Ruins.
In the outside world, countless people's attention was attracted by this sword intent. 
The tip of a huge sword appeared in the sky, and a strong sense of sharpness emanated from this sword as if it were the embodiment of the Sword path itself!
It was covered with mysterious runes, and majestic pressure was emanating from it, causing the dark creatures around it to prostrate themselves on the ground.
Countless powerhouses—whose attention was drawn to this place—felt even more amazed!
However, the phenomenon did not end there. After the biting sword energy, another stream of death energy came, which converged toward Link.
Link possessed the God of Death's inheritance, and he had also comprehended part of the Death nomological power. At this moment, the platform under his feet was covered by the dense death energy, which then turned into a black river! It looked as if this was the Styx river, where souls were entrapped!
Behind Link, a figure wearing a black robe and holding a silver sickle faintly appeared!
In the outside world, death energy appeared as well. A Styx river hung high in the sky, completely shocking the world!
The power of death! This is another nomological power. The great sage's pupils shrunk slightly; the young man in front of him made it difficult for him to remain calm! What kind of terrifying domain is this young man going to construct? It isn't possible that he will already be invincible at this stage once he enters Star-rank, right?
But even when surrounded by these various phenomena, Link was still not satisfied. Illusory spider silk emerged from behind him and spread out as if wanting to pull people into endless dreams.
There were also tentacles exuding chaos and profanity emerging from the shadows under Link's feet and dancing about, causing the scalps of those who saw this to go numb!
The power of dreams! The aura of chaos and madness! What the heck! At this moment, even with the great sage's bearing, vulgarities almost burst out from his mouth! So many different nomological powers appeared at the same time and are being integrated into a single domain! 
This was something even the great sage had never heard of before, and he was deeply shocked!
The appearance of these nomological powers even caused the field barrier that the great sage laid for Link to tremble faintly as if it would be broken at any time!
The corner of the great sage's eyes twitched, his expression constantly changing. It should be known that I'm a Sage-stage powerhouse. The defensive field barrier I laid down is extremely sturdy, but now, it is actually being shaken by a young man who hasn't even reached Stage Five yet?
It was unbelievable! Although the current great sage was just a remnant soul preserved through arcane means, and his power was greatly reduced, it still wasn't a power that Stage Five Star-rank powerhouses could compare with.
This kid is definitely a monster! The great sage secretly expressed this in his heart, but he still pretended to look very calm on the surface.
He definitely couldn't look surprised. He was a Sage after all; he still needed to consider his image. However, his hands were constantly moving, continuously strengthening the field barrier that enveloped Link.
At this moment, not only was the great sage shocked, but the [Doomsday Online] players who witnessed the endless phenomena in the outside world were also deeply shocked as well!
Countless people were talking about it, and several human home cities were in an uproar!
However, Link was immersed in the advancement process and wasn't aware of the situation outside. He didn't yet know that the outside world was in upheaval because of the phenomena resulting from his advancement!



Doomsday Online has descended, reducing the entire Earth to a ruined playground. It is occupied by countless terrifying monsters.
Link awakens the one and only SSS-grade talent, Supreme Blessing, which can increase the quality of any equipment, skill, or item, at a rate of 10-10,000.
Skeleton Longsword (Iron-grade), blessing successful, upgraded to Epic-grade weapon—Divine Sword Red Sky!
Death Charge (Silver-grade), blessing successful, upgraded to the Legend-grade skill—Holy Charge!
Void Summoner (Epic-grade), blessing successful, upgraded to the Taboo-grade profession—Great Void Taboo Master!
In this lifetime, he shall rule over the world when awake, and be with beauties when asleep.
Link wants to be king in this doomsday!

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