Y/N Kayama is the daughter of the R-rated hero Midnight and is also a little finding a caregiver/Daddy. Bakugo is also looking for a Little, lucky him he finds Y/n coloring in a coloring book with a paci on his first day in UA class 1-A.

A young college student was subjected to his fate when he was caught up in gunfire incident in his school. He was sleeping with a book covering his face on a bench when a bullet went straight through his face and he died. 

 He was reincarnated into another world But as a worn-out old book.

 Sooner he found out he was able to dictate someone's fate, Make contracts, Flirt, And Capturing maiden's heart And more.

Two young travelers stumble upon a forgotten village... well.. used to be forgotten. As the travelers enter the village, a magic that is unbelievably strong shines through. Revealing the true village that is still as beautiful as its always been. There they meet their long lost friend, Elxianna. Whom was believe to have been killed in front of their very eyes. They're glad to see her safe, however, not the same as they remember her as.

Technology has entered a new age. Paper is now considered to be obsolete and it can only be found in museums. However, there lies an unknown secrets within the pages of books. Arte stumbling into this new world
must resolve himself and try to find out the secrets of the so called lost pages.



"What can I do for you, Alexandra?"
 
 
A woman in their early-30s approached Alexandra as she was in the living room. She was a fairly tall and slender woman, a quarter of her hair was tied in a half-up style and it suited her small face. The slender woman was wearing a uniform, a maid's uniform, to be exact. She was Diana's maid, Lilith.
 
 
A month has already passed by ever since she started living here. She was rather comfortable in this place, getting able to have the things that she wants and needs without going through that much trouble and such. She was also free to do whatever that she wants here and Diana wasn't restricting her to do things. If she wants to go outside, then she can go outside but she has to be with someone, obviously. It would be either Diana or Lilith who would go outside with her.
 
 
Though she doesn't go outside that much and would only head towards the park or playground where she can play with the swings or seesaw. She would also play with the sandbox where there are also a few kids, mostly younger than her playing. They would even be sometimes with someone, it could be their guardian, siblings, or parents. It's not like she's jealous or anything but those would sometimes ruin her mood and make her want to go home.
 
 
"Can you color with me?"
 
 
Alexandra told the lady who was standing in front of her. Alexandra was on the carpet with her things like crayons, pencil, notebook, and coloring books around her though the books were placed on top of the table that was being surrounded by couches.
 
 
The interior of the room was rather bright because it was still afternoon and the curtains were opened thus making the sunlight pass through and illuminate the place. In front of her was the television which was turned off, she got bored watching the shows on TV that's why she turned off and decided to color but thought that it would be boring if she did it alone that's why she asked for Lilith's presence. Diana wasn't here as she was still at her work so Alexandra and Lilith were only the one in the house.
 
 
 
"Sure, Alexandra. Which book should I color?"
 
 
Lilith smiled at her sweetly as she took a seat beside her, being careful and not accidentally sit on the crayons that were scattered on the carpet. Alexandra handed her a mandala coloring book which Diana bought for her because Alexandra requested it, thinking that the book was rather interesting and she likes it rather than those coloring books that are princesses and cartoon characters. Diana was hesitant about buying it though because mandala coloring books are supposed to be for people years older than her age.
 
 
"Oh, you have a mandala coloring book? Isn't this quite hard to color for you, Alexandra?"
 
 
"Not really, it's rather fun to color than hard."
 
 
Alexandra opened a coloring book and started doing her thing while she would be talking with Lilith, responding to her questions as she asked her and such.
 
 
"Do you know how to read, Alexandra?"
 
 
"Yes, my mother taught me to do so. She also taught me how to write. She would also teach me how to solve math problems and such when she isn't that busy. I learned almost everything a kid like me should learn how to do," Alexandra responded as she flipped the book to the next page.
 
 
Lilith was a rather polite and cheerful lady, she's also hard-working and was a maid for Diana for years just so she has something to feed to her family and buy with their daily needs. Since Lilith have a younger sibling, a few years older than Alexandra, it wasn't that hard to take care of her. Alexandra wasn't like any other kids that like to throw tantrums and loves to run around. Despite not going to school and was only inside her house her entire life, she was rather intelligent.
 
 
 
Perhaps it was because of the genes and her mother, who was also a smart woman, taught her.
 
 
"When is Diana going to come home?"
 
 
Lilith hummed before she responded. "I'm not sure with that, she only told me that she would be able to come home early. Probably an hour or two from now."
 
 
She only responded with a nod before she continued doing what she was doing. She recalled a memory which only happened a week ago about Diana asking her some things during the night while she was on the bed about to sleep.
 
 
--
 
 
"Alexandra, I got something to ask you."
 
 
Diana sat down on the edge of the bed as she looked at Alexandra who was laying down on it, the blanket covering up to her shoulder. When she heard what Diana said, she was curious and it was seen on the expression of her face. She opened her mouth to speak and respond to her.
 
 
"What is it?"
 
 
"You see…"
 
 
Diana looked like she was hesitating as it took her a few seconds to continue what she was trying to say, fidgeting with her hands in the process.
 
 
"If possible, would you like to go to school or would you rather have a home tutor to teach you? I think going to school to learn is the best choice but if possible, which would you prefer?"
 
 
It was rather an unusual question to ask Alexandra who took a moment to respond to her question. She hummed as she thought before she responded to her in a low voice, "I think I would prefer to go to school rather than have a home tutor. I could interact with other kids around my age and have friends. Aside from that, I think school would be fun."
 
 
That was what she said and Diana only listened to her calmly, nodding as she spoke. Right, it's no wonder that she would choose to go to school. I mean, she didn't have that much interaction with other children around her age because her mother only kept her in their home and wasn't allowed to go out since nobody would be there to guard her, she thought to herself and nodded.
 
 
"I see, then that's good. I think going to school is the better choice."
 
 
"Yes, but why are you asking?"
 
 
Alexandra asked as she stared at her but Diana only smiled and said, "It's nothing, you should go to sleep now," She then stood up and headed towards the door where the light switch is seen so that she could turn the lights off but before she does so, she took one last look at Alexandra and smiled at her. "Good night and sweet dreams, Alexandra."
 
 
--
 
 
Alexandra was bothered by that question of hers for days and she would think of why she would ask her that. Does she not know which one is better that's why she asked for my opinion? Is she planning on letting me go to school since that's the choice that I picked? I mean, that's not impossible, but thinking about it, making her go to school was rather hard. There are some requirements and for a child like her that didn't go to school for years and was only being taught by her mother, the requirements would be more than the usual.
 
 
"Alexandra? What are you thinking? Are you hungry? Would you like me to make you something? I think there are some cookies left, would you like me to get it for you?" Lilith snapped her out of her thoughts when she called out to her and asked her several things. She noticed that Alexandra was in rather deep thought and stopped coloring.
 
 
"Oh, no. It's fine. I'm just thinking about the cartoon that I watched earlier."
 
 
"I see. Should we turn on the TV? We can watch while we color."
 
 
"No, it's okay. I don't think the cartoon is still going on at this time."
 
 
Alexandra just smiled at her before she continued her task. Lilith only nodded and tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear. It was silent and the only sound heard was the scribbling of crayons on paper, Alexandra didn't mind the silence though because it was making her relax and focus on what she was coloring.
 
 
But as they were doing so, a sudden loud series of knocks coming from the front door was heard and startled them. Lilith stopped from what she was going and looked at the direction of the door with a confused face. That must be Miss Diana already but why would she knock on the door when she can just enter? Is she carrying some things? But she would open the door and carry the things one by one. I also don't remember her not bringing the keys. Aside from that, she doesn't knock that loudly and would call out to us.
 
 
Another series of knocks came again, "Open the door! I know you're inside!"
 
 
That was definitely not Diana's voice. Lilith was confused and she stood up from her seat. It could be possible that it's the neighbor but as far as she can recall, their neighbors aren't that aggressive or brave enough to knock and call out like that.
 
 
"Just a moment, Alexandra. I'll check out and see who that person is, stay here as I do so," Lilith said and Alexandra only nodded. She was also confused and curious who that person is so she went to the couch, kneeled and peeked out of the headrest, watching Lilith as she walked towards the door and opened it. She couldn't see who that person was because Lilith was blocking the view but she could hear what they were talking about thanks to the unknown lady's loud voice.
 
 
"Let me in! Where is she? Where is that damn cursed child?!"
 
 
 
"Please calm down, Miss Celine. The child is inside but you're not allowed to come in without permission, you do know that, right? Miss Diana would be angry."
 
 
"I don't care! Just let me in! I want to see her and drag her out of this place, she doesn't deserve to be here!" Then Lilith was pushed aside by the woman, causing her to hit her back against the wall and fall to the floor along with some things like the shoe rack that she bumped into thus scattering the shoes that were there.
 
 
The lady walked and roamed her eyes around the place as if she was looking for something.
 
 
Alexandra saw the unknown lady and she looked familiar. Not until she realized who it was and the realization struck upon her like a bolt of lightning.
 
 
"There you are, you damn child!"
 
 
She recalled seeing her at the funeral of her mother though it was only once as this woman only went there once to look for Diana.
 
 
"Miss Celine!"
 
 
She was Diana's aunt.
 
 
 

When Alexandra opened her eyes, she suddenly became a princess?!


She was hit by a truck and born once again as a baby, aside from that, she can remember her previous life.


But she wasn't like the other princess who gets to be with their family. She was a princess yet to be announced and being observed. She was born in a supposedly all-males only bloodline and they think she was a curse or bad luck. Her brothers and father hated her.


Out of all things in her life, she never expected this to happen.


Watch Alexandra as she conquers the heart of her brothers and softens the stone heart of the emperor with her charm and go through the journey of her new life as she slowly uncovered and revealed everything.

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"What did I ever do wrong in my past life?!"


"Everything." He answered.


"..."


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"Son, you…"


His parents were shocked.


This kind of request wasn't normal for someone his age.


"Forget it, when a child grows up, they should have their own dreams…"


His father and mother weren't someone from a high-ranking position on Kurama Clan.


Therefore, in their hearts, Akabane's passion must be correlated with his awakening of Kekkei Genkai.


"Father, do you want to help me tell the patriarch?"


Akabane heard his tone, knowing that it was half-hearted.


His father nodded, touched Akabane's hair with concern in his mind, and said, "I will talk with the clan after this. If the clan refuses your request, I still have my savings to spare."


"I believe that the clan would accept it."


Akabane is very confident about this.


The three of them slowly walked back home.


…


As soon as he returned home, Akabane went back to his room to continue his comic.


"Shadow Clone Jutsu!"


He immediately cast seals to summon a clone.


"I'll work hard today!"


Akabane chuckled and started coloring the pages from before.


"Oh, that's awesome…"


The shadow clone glanced at him and couldn't help but awe.


Not awe from his coloring but for how he didn't laze after summoning him.


As someone who graduated from arts & design major, coloring is a piece of cake.


…



After finished his coloring pages, he got up and stretched.


"Haaah… it's done, up to the next one."


His clone was expressionless. He never thought that Akabane has such a talent.


"With your skill of drawing, then why bother learning about shadow clones? You could finish it by yourself faster.


"Don't say that I can't work all day and night. I want to take some rest too."


Akabane had really planned to rest for a while, but the cynicism made him feel bad to take a rest, so he changed his mind and sat cross-legged to restore his Chakra.


…


"[System!]"


He took a look at the system panel; his points rose to more than 50 points before.


But today, he only gained a slight point.


Akabane thought for a while and used all the remaining 50 points to increase his physical strength.


He needs to upgrade his physique to compensate for his chakra.


Of course, the main reason is that chakra is way too expensive.


Gradually, the point needs to increase one chakra equal to 50 points.


What can he do with that little improvement?


At his current five physiques, the effect was completely different.


Not only the body, but even the recovery and the number of Chakra seemed to have increased.


Afterward, Akabane sat down and began to restore his diminished chakra.


The shadow clone did not expect that Akabane didn't sleep after he finished coloring. 


He thought that his original will laze around and leave everything to him so seeing him meditating surprised him a little since  he didn't expect it at all.


He sighed slightly and then kept on working.


Although, as a clone, he also wanted to rest, to have more pages to complete, he felt that he needed to work harder.


At the very least, he needs to complete the fourth and fifth chapters so that he can print the first volume.


Of course…


With his physique now balancing his overwhelmed Chakra, his Chakra recovery is much faster than the most ninja.


It didn't take long for him to summon another clone.


"Here is your new companion. I'm going to sleep now."


Akabane lies on the bed to recharge his chakra. The two clones were tolling on his chakra. He is afraid that if he doesn't have enough chakra, he will pass out when he lifts his clones.


Akabane laid down, the two shadow clones looked at each other, and then looked at Akabane on the bed.


"Ahh. He's asleep."They Sighed at the same time, and continued to work.


…


On the other side, in the Hokage's office, Arata came to make a report on today's exam.


Hiruzen was listening one by one, But in fact, he saw more clearly than Arata.


After all, there are many details that a chuunin level cannot be seen clearly.


"Ryo will have to be punished as planned. As for the other, they all passed."


Hiruzen Sarutobi said.


"Yes!"


Arata received the order and left the office.


The Third Hokage takes out his smoking pipe and lit a smoke while thinking.


On his desk was a list of names, Kurama Akabane, Hatake Sakumo, and Mitarashi Murasaki in a row. The mentor's name in front was still blank and has not been filled in.


In the end, he filled in a name.


"Shimura Danzo."


"Let Danzo come here."


Before long, a figure knocked in, and it was Shimura Danzo.


He picked up the list, took a look, and said, "These three were the students you carefully selected…"


Right now, Danzo is the head of the Anbu, his "root" still belongs to the Anbu, and he is not completely independent.


"Yes, in the next year, you will be their team's mentor, but remember, do not influence them with your root training or any other that is related to Anbu."


Hiruzen was very clear about this.


There is no room for mistakes.


"You have nothing to worry about."


Danzo picked up the list.


and said "They are all geniuses. One year is enough."


"As for a year from now, I have another plan for them, you can go back and get your Anbu." Hiruzen said.


"One year is the same for you."


Danzo meant something that only those two knew. He turned and left the office.



I, Akabane was graduated from the university of arts & design in the 21st century then suddenly traversed into the Naruto’s world, by bringing my knowledge of arts and my love of Naruto comic I decided to recreate Naruto comic here…

[Ding! Comic System has been activated!]

Great! Ninjutsu? Kekkei Genkai?

As long as I can draw more comics, I would be unmatched!

…Or am I?


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Author: Funeral
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"Son, you..."
His parents were shocked.
This kind of request wasn't normal for someone his age.
"Forget it, when you grow up, you should have his own dreams…"
His father and mother weren't someone from high-rank at Kurama Clan.
Therefore, in their hearts, Akabane's passion must be correlated with his awakened of Kekkei Genkai.
"Father, do you want to help me tell the patriarch?"
Akabane heard his tone, knowing that it was half-heart.
His father nodded, touched Akabane's hair with concern in his mind, and said, "I will talk with the clan after this. If the clan refuses your request, I still have my savings to spare."
"I believe that the clan would accept it."
Akabane is very confident about this.
The three of them slowly walked back home.
…
As soon as he returned home, Akabane went back to his room to continued his comic.
"Shadow Clone Jutsu!"
He immediately cast seals to summoned a clone.
"I'll work hard today!"
Akabane chuckled and started to coloring his pages from before.
"Oh, that's awesome..."
The shadow clone glanced at him and couldn't help but awe.
As someone who graduated from arts & design major, coloring is a piece of cake.
…
After finished his coloring pages, he got up and stretched.
"Haaah... it's done, up to the next one."
His clone was expressionless. He never thought that Akabane has such a talent.
"With your skill of drawing, then why to bother learned about shadow clone? You could finish it by yourself faster.
"Don't say that I can't work all day and night. I want to take some rest to."
Akabane had really planned to rest for a while, but the cynicism made him feel bad to take a rest, so he changed his mind and sat cross-legged to restore his Chakra.
…
"[System!]"
He took a look at the system panel; his points rose to more than 50 points before.
But today, he only gained a slight point.
Akabane thought for a while and used all the remaining 50 points to increased his physical.
He needs to upgrade his physique to compensate for his chakra.
Of course, the main reason is that chakra is way too expensive.
Gradually, the point needs to increase one chakra equal to 50 points.
What can he do with that little improvement?
At his current five physiques, the effect was completely different.
Not only the body, but even the recovery and the number of Chakra seemed to have increased.
Afterward, Akabane sat down and began to restore chakra.
The shadow clone did not expect that Akabane didn't get tired. Even if he just sat there to recovered chakra, he still feels lucky for now. He is the most interesting of all of Akabane's clones.
He sighed slightly and then kept on working.
Although, as a clone, he also wanted to rest, to have more pages to complete, he felt that he needed to work harder.
At the very least, he needs to complete the fourth and fifth chapters so that he can print the first volume.
Of course…
With his physique now balancing his overwhelmed Chakra, his Chakra recovery is much faster than the most ninja.
It didn't take long for him to summon another clone.
"Here is your new companion. I'm going to sleep now."
Akabane lies on the bed to recharged his chakra. The two clones were tolling on his chakra. He is afraid that if he doesn't have enough chakra, he will pass out when he lifts his clones.
Akabane laid down, the two shadow clones looked at each other, and then looked at Akabane on the bed.
"Ahh. He's asleep." Sighed, and continued to work.
…
On the other side, in the Hokage's office, Monkey King Enma came to make a report on today's exam.
Hiruzen was listening one by one, But in fact, he saw more clearly than Enma.
After all, there are many details his summoned cannot be seen clearly.
"Ryuu will have to deal with his consequence. As for the other, they all passed."
Hiruzen Sarutobi said.
"Yes!"
Enma received the order and left the office.
The Third Hokage takes out his smoking pipe and lit a smoke while thinking.
On his desk was a list of names, Kurama Akabane, Hatake Sakumo, and Mitarashi Murasaki was in a row. The mentor's name in front was still blank and has not been filled in.
In the end, he filled in a name.
"Shimura Danzo."
"Let Danzo come here."
Before long, a figure knocked in, and it was Shimura Danzo.
He picked up the list, took a look, and said, "These three were the students you carefully selected..."
Right now, Danzo is the head of the Anbu, his "root" still belongs to the Anbu, and he is not completely independent.
"Yes, in the next year, you will be their team's mentor, but remember, do not influence them with your root or any other that related to Anbu."
Hiruzen was very clear about this. 
There is no room for mistakes.
"You have nothing to worry about."
Danzo picked up the list.
"They are all geniuses. One year is enough."
Hiruzen said, "As for a year from now, I have another plan for them, you can go back and get your Anbu."
"One year is the same for you."
Danzo meant something that only those two knew. He turned and left the office.

I, Akabane was graduated from the university of arts & design in the 21st century then suddenly traversed into the Naruto’s world, by bringing my knowledge of arts and my love of Naruto comic I decided to recreate Naruto comic here…
[Ding! Comic System has been activated!]
Great! Ninjutsu? Kekkei Genkai?
As long as I can draw more comics, I would be unmatched!
…Or am I?
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"I am a flower that has been planted by the Celestial Emperor."
Mandela was smiling, and as Mu Chen looked at her and heard what she had said, his face slowly stiffened. He looked so comical.
His heart was in turmoil, as he found it unbelievable. Although he had been curious as to how Mandela had such a deep understanding of the Ancient Celestial Palace, it had never crossed his mind that Mandela was a flower planted by the Celestial Emperor.
This flower was not a mere flower.
"Do you find it unbelievable?" Mandela smiled again. She gazed at the ancient hall between the spatial cracks and said, "My memory had been suppressed previously, but as I get nearer to the Ancient Celestial Palace, my memory is coming back to me. I have almost fully regained all of it."
"What is your actual body then?" Mu Chen asked as he swallowed hard. He had finally come back to himself after a long while.
Mandela tilted her head and looked at him meaningfully. She then said, "You should be familiar with it. Can't you guess it from my name?"
Mu Chen gasped, and with a stunned look, he said, "Your, your... is your actual body the Ancient Mandala Flower!?"
There was a Divine Flower in the Great Thousand World. This flower was ingenious and had spiritual intelligence. When it was fully grown, it was comparable to a Sovereign Divine Beast. In some ways, it could even be more powerful.
However, such a Divine Flower was rarely seen, and once it appeared, many top forces would be eyeing it. After all, if they could cultivate it, they might gain another Heavenly Sovereign.
Mu Chen finally understood why Mandela looked so strange. He remembered the Immortal Pages in his body on which the cultivation method of the Great Solar Undying Body had been recorded. There was a divine runes' seal of an Ancient Mandala Flower on it.
Back then, Mu Chen's spiritual intelligence would have been devoured by Nine Nether, and he would have been encroached upon by her if not for the divine runes.
It seemed that he had a predestined connection with the Mandala Flower.
"I have been formed by a bud that has dropped off from my actual body. In some sense, I am not a spiritual body as you think. I truly exist." Mandela smiled and continued, "This is the wonder of the Ancient Mandala Flower. As long as we are not completely destroyed, we can survive in any other form."
Mu Chen was stunned. Even those Complete Earthly Sovereigns would not have the capability to achieve this level of power!
"You are just a part of the flower, and you already possess the strength of an Upper Earthly Sovereign. May I know how powerful your actual body is?" Mu Chen immediately thought of this crucial question. If she had been a human being, she would have to be a Heavenly Sovereign in order to pass down the power to make one an Upper Earthly Sovereign.
Has Mandela's actual body reached Heavenly Sovereign level?
Mandela seemed to have read Mu Chen's mind. She shook her head and said, "When my actual body was at its peak, it was only at Complete Earthly Sovereign. After all these years, its power would have weakened. Fortunately, I have not wasted my time, and I should be able to make up for the losses and preserve my strength."
"Complete Earthly Sovereign…" Mu Chen exclaimed. It was impressive enough. After all, it was rare to find a Complete Earthly Sovereign on the Tianluo Continent.
"When I was first separated from my actual body, I was extremely weak. On top of that, there was the curse in my body. My strength back then was only at Grade Five or Six. I am grateful to you. If not for you, I may have continued with my deep sleep in order to suppress the curse, let alone enhancing to Upper Earthly Sovereign. If I am not at Upper Earthly Sovereign, even if the Ancient Celestial Palace appears, I will not dare to be here." Mandela looked at Mu Chen with gratitude.
Mu Chen scratched his head when he heard it. He did not know that he had been a great help to Mandela. He pushed the thought aside and asked, "Why will you not dare to come if you are not an Upper Earthly Sovereign?"
He sensed that Mandela was a little emotional as she spoke. "Do you still remember my arch-enemy?" Mandela asked flatly.
Mu Chen was suddenly enlightened and asked, "Are you worried about the Saint Demon King, Lu Yuan?"
Lu Yuan possessed the strength of an Upper Earthly Sovereign. If Mandela did not have the power to contend with him, Lu Yuan would deal with her the moment she appeared.
"What is his background?" Mu Chen asked with a grave look. According to Mandela, she and Lu Yuan come from the Ancient Celestial Palace. Why did they have a feud with each other? Why did Lu Yuan cast such a horrifying curse on Mandela?
Mandela squinted her golden eyes and revealed a fearful look. She said, "He is an Ancient Blood Dragon as well as the Celestial Emperor's mount."
Mu Chen was dumbfounded. Lu Yuan was the Celestial Emperor's mount!?
How did the Mandala Flower end up in such a life-and-death fight with the Celestial Emperor's mount?
Mu Chen found it unfathomable. Mandela and Lu Yuan belong to the Ancient Celestial Palace, after all!
"Back then, when the Celestial Emperor fought with the Demon Emperor of the Extraterritorial Race, he sealed off the Celestial Emperor's Cemetery. There was a catastrophe in the Ancient Celestial Palace, but I did not know what had happened then. When I regained my spiritual intelligence, the Ancient Celestial Palace had been destroyed. Lu Yuan and I were the only beings with spiritual intelligence that had been left behind.
"When we were going around the palace, Lu Yuan suddenly attacked me and put the curse on me. I had no choice but to break away from my actual body and seal myself up. This was how I managed to escape from the palace."
"Why did he do it?" Mu Chen asked as his expression changed.
Mandela furrowed her brows and then said, "All of the hall masters had died, and there were many treasures in the palace, especially those belonging to the Celestial Emperor. If one could get hold of them, he might have the opportunity to break through to Heavenly Sovereign. I think Lu Yuan wanted to keep the Celestial Palace's inheritance to himself."
Mu Chen nodded. It made sense. After all, the Celestial Palace's inheritance could make one lose his mind. Lu Yuan was indeed ambitious.
"I will help you look out for your actual body in the Ancient Celestial Palace," Mu Chen said. It did not matter if Mandela was now in her actual body or if she was just a part of it. It would do Mu Chen good if he could help her get back her actual body and regain her strength.
Mandela nodded. She was not surprised at Mu Chen's reply. After spending time with him all these years, Mu Chen had gained her trust. If it were not so, she would not have told him her secret.
"Oh yes… can you help me take a look at this? Where did this come from?" Mu Chen suddenly recalled the mysterious Token Amulet that he had obtained from the auction. He took it out and showed it to Mandela. Since she was from the Ancient Celestial Palace, she should have some knowledge about it.
Mandela looked at the simple yet mysterious Token Amulet and pondered. After a long while, a strange light appeared in her eyes.
"Do you know what this is?" Mu Chen asked when he saw her expression.
Mandela did not reply but took the Token Amulet from him. After looking at it carefully, she gave Mu Chen a strange look and asked, "Where did you get this?"
"It is because of this that I am now at loggerheads with Xia Hong," Mu Chen said.
"This is a good deal." Mandela casually said, "You are in luck, and even I am envious of you."
"What is this?" Mu Chen asked as Mandela made him even more curious.
Mandela stroked the Token Amulet, and after a long while, she said, "If I have guessed correctly, this is a Commander's Seal."
"A Commander's Seal?" Mu Chen was excited.
"To be exact, this should the Second Hall Master's Commander's Seal to control his Spirit-Slaughtering Troop. This was his elite troop. During the Primordial Age, it even killed Earthly Sovereigns," Mandela said.
"Spirit-Slaughtering Troop? It has killed Earthly Sovereigns before?" Mu Chen was exhilarated. He now knew why he had felt a familiar strange fluctuation from the Token Amulet. As he felt it again, he realized that it was the fluctuation of fighting spirit!
After a while, Mu Chen started to frown. Although the Spirit-Slaughtering Troop was powerful, it was from a millennium ago. The troop would have turned into ashes by now and could not be of any use to him.
When Mandela saw Mu Chen's expression, she knew what he was thinking. After pondering for a while, she said, "It may not be so. The troops in the Ancient Celestial Palace used strange cultivation methods. After some of the warriors passed on, their spiritual energy merged into their bodies and turned into an instinct. Although they have no spiritual intelligence, they continue to exist like puppet warriors. They only take instructions from the Commander's Seal. I believe they still exist in the Second Hall."
Mu Chen's eyes glittered, and he nodded. He remembered what Mandela had said. If he could enter the Second Hall, he would have to pay more attention. Even if he came across an Earthly Sovereign in the Ancient Celestial Palace, he would be able to take him on if he could control the Spirit-Slaughtering Troop.
Mu Chen became excited at this thought.
"When shall we take action?"
Mandela lifted up her head and looked at the broken space in the distance. She then smiled and said, "Five days from now, the space will be more stabilized. We will send you and the rest in then."
Mu Chen nodded. He lifted up his head and looked at the ancient hall within the broken space and was burning with excitement.
After so many years, this day had finally arrived!


The Great Thousand World. It is a place where numerous planes intersect, a place where many clans live and a place where a group of lords assemble. The Heavenly Sovereigns appear one by one from the Lower Planes and they will all display a legend that others would desire as they pursue the road of being a ruler in this boundless world. 

In the Endless Fire Territory that the Flame Emperor controls, thousands of fire blazes through the heavens.

Inside the Martial Realm, the power of the Martial Ancestor frightens the heaven and the earth.

At the West Heaven Temple, the might of the Emperor of a Hundred Battles is absolute.

In the Northern Desolate Hill, a place filled with thousands of graves, the Immortal Owner rules the world.

A boy from the Northern Spiritual Realm comes out, riding on a Nine Netherworld Bird, as he charges into the brilliant and diverse world. Just who can rule over their destiny of their path on becoming a Great Ruler? In the Great Thousand World, many strive to become a Great Ruler.

The bell rang dismissing classes for lunch; it woke up Tirza who had been sleeping peacefully and she began to wail. "Poppy! No woud!" Snape was instantly at her side and lifted her from the playpen. "Hush, its okay, daddy's here." Still holding Molly, Tirza cuddled against Snape's chest. "Are you hungry princess?" Tirza nodded enthusiastically. "Ungee! Baby ungee peez!" Snape kissed her head and they left the classroom. Tirza struggled against him and Snape finally set her down and took her hand. Holding Molly by the hair, Tirza toddled along slowly beside him. "It will take us an hour to get there if you don't let me carry you," Snape told her. "No warry," Tirza replied stubbornly. "Professor!" someone shouted behind them. Snape and Tirza both turned to see Draco hurry towards them. "Ducky!" Tirza shouted happily. Snape chuckled as Draco rolled his eyes at his new nickname. "Can I hold her Professor?" Snape raised an eyebrow. "Why are suddenly so kind towards my daughter Mr. Malfoy?" Draco shrugged. "Look at her; she's... cute!" Tirza started wiggling and trying to pull her hand free from Snape's. "Ducky warry! Peez!" "Is it alright Professor?" Snape nodded and Draco picked up the wiggling little girl. "Tis Mowy," she said, holding the lion out towards him. "I would refuse if I were you Mr. Malfoy, she's been drooling all over that thing," Snape warned. "No," Draco told her. Tirza wrinkled her little face into a nasty scowl. "Tis Mowy!" she ordered. "Baby kiss Molly," Snape told her. Instantly the scowl was gone, replaced by a smile and Tirza slobbered on the lion's face again. "Cute dress kid," Draco told her as they continued down the hallway. "Baby pwitty," she replied, nodding her head. Even with Tirza being carried, they arrived in the Great Hall as everyone else was already sitting. By now most of the school knew of what happened to Tirza and nearly everyone waved at the adorable little girl. Tirza happily waved back, smacking Draco's face several times in her excitement. "Come on princess, let's go eat," Snape said as he took Tirza from Draco. "Bye ducky!" Tirza yelled loudly. Everyone laughed and pointed at Draco; he cringed. Now everyone would probably start calling him ducky!
"My my, aren't we a fancy baby?" McGonagall greeted Snape and Tirza as they approached the table. "Hello to you as well Minerva," Snape said. "Oh Severus! She's just so very sweet that she completely outshines you!" Snape rolled his eyes. "I need some sort of chair for her to sit in, would you hold her for a moment?" McGonagall nodded and Tirza happily went to her. "You look so pretty, honey, do you know that?" Tirza giggled and pointed to her dress. "Pwintis." McGonagall kissed Tirza's cheek. "Yes you are, you sweet little thing." Tirza leaned over and spotted Dumbledore. "Tanta! Tanta!" She dropped Molly and held her arms out to Albus. The kind old wizard happily took the little baby and sat her on his lap. "Ooh (you) tanta! Tanta pretin (present)?" Albus had no trouble understanding her and nodded. "Just a moment darling and you shall have a present." Tirza clapped her hands and bounced on his lap. Albus took his napkin and folded it into a circle. He took out his wand and Tirza watched him, her dark eyes growing wide. He said a spell and the napkin circle was turned into a glittery pink bracelet; he gently slipped it onto her tiny wrist. Tirza stared at it for a moment, then touched it and giggled! She leaned up and wrapped her arms around Albus' neck and gave him a slobbery kiss. "Tayooh Tanta!" "May I hold you dear?" Sybill Trelawney asked. Tirza peeked around Dumbledore and stared at her. Tirza wrinkled her nose, pointed at Sybill and spit. "NO!" she shouted. Sybill was very insulted and turned away. Flitwick approached Tirza. "How about me? Can I hold you?" Tirza looked at Flitwick's long beard and than at Dumbledore's. "Tanta?" she pointed to Dumbledore. "Tanta?" she pointed to Flitwick. "Pretin tanta?" Flitwick smiled and gathered Tirza in his arms. "Of course you will get another present; pretty little girls must always have many presents." Tirza giggled. Within moments, a napkin was turned into a glittery gold crown that perfectly accented Tirza's dark curls. (Okay people, what is Flitwick's first name? Has it even been mentioned in the books? LOL, so I'm probably idiotic, but forgive me! Have pity on my poor brain!) Just then Hagrid entered the Great Hall and Tirza watched him with wide eyes. "'Cuse me headmaster, had me some trouble with a few of the blast end skrewts (did I spell that right?)." Albus nodded. "Of course; have you met out guest of honor?" Hagrid looked toward Tirza, who was attempting to tell Flitwick to give Molly a crown as well. "Well, if'n it ain't a little princess," Hagrid said, smiling at Tirza. Tirza wrinkled her nose at him for a moment. "Yient! Fee tie ooh tum!" she announced happily. "Ain't you a bright one! Bet you'd like ter come and see me animals?" Tirza's face lit up. "Yamimals?"

"No, she would not," Severus said, coming up behind them. "She will not be playing with any of your animals Hagrid; she'll be staying with me so I can keep an eye on her." He turned to Flitwick, who handed Tirza back to him. "Time to eat now princess." Dumbledore chuckled. "Princess," he said under his breath. Snape noticed the bracelet and crown. "Where did those come from?" Tirza giggled and pointed at Dumbledore. "Tantas!" Snape looked confused. "She thinks Flitwick and I are Santa Clauses; of course we could not disappoint the sweet thing, so we gave her some presents," Dumbledore explained. A house elf suddenly appeared beside Snape. "Kind and wise Dumbledore tell us special food for little missy," the elf explained. "Where little missy?" Snape pointed to Tirza. "Oh, little missy is VERY little missy!" The elf handed the plate to Snape and left. Tirza was now settled into a chair whose arms wrapped around the little girl, gently holding her and the chair was scooted up to the table to serve as a tray. Snape looked over the contents of the plate; peas, a slice of bread cut into tiny pieces, chocolate pudding, and a piece of meat cut very tiny. He nodded, thinking the food would be just fine, and placed the plate in front of her. Tirza looked skeptically at the things on her plate and than looked at Snape, who was eating his own meal, not paying much attention to her. She gingerly picked up a piece of bread and put it in her mouth; she decided that was good and turned to pick up a pea. Tirza's little button nose wrinkled in disgust and she took the pea out of her mouth and set it back on the plate. The meat received the same reaction, but the chocolate pudding passed with flying colors. Tirza stuck her hand in the pudding, than pulled it out and began licking it. After carefully licking her hand, she took another bit of bread. Bread of course is not nearly as exciting as chocolate pudding, so she turned her attention back to that, once again putting her hand in it. McGonagall laughed and nudged Snape. "Look," she told him. Snape looked at his daughter licking pudding form her hand and shook his head. "Tirza, do not do that!" he scolded.

Tirza did not like to be scolded and felt that she could eat her pudding any way she wanted! After all, wasn't she a princess? She stuck her tongue out at Snape and threw a piece of meat at him. "Tirza Jade, you stop that!" She ignored him and turned back to licking her hand; Snape shook his head and decided she really wasn't hurting anyone so he might as well let her be. The pudding soon was gone; a majority of it made it inside her mouth, but some ended up smeared all over her face as well as the table cloth. Tirza looked at the food left on her plate and giggled. She grabbed as many peas as her tiny hands could and began smearing them on the table cloth. She giggled at the "paint" and used her finger to draw in the mess of peas and pudding. After creating a masterpiece she reached for more peas and this time threw them at Snape, giggling. They didn't go as far as she hoped and she angrily threw her plate at him, which went much farther and smacked Snape's head. "Bloody hell!" he swore loudly. Tirza giggled. "Wody hell!" she repeated. Snape rolled his eyes. 'Probably how it all started the first time,' he though. "Wody hell!" she yelled and giggled. "Wody hell!" "I've created a monster," Snape moaned to McGonagall. McGonagall could only laugh at the chocolate and green mess that covered Tirza as well as part of the table. "Tirza, you will not throw food!" Snape scolded. She scowled at him and threw a nearby piece of bread at him. "Wody hell!" she shouted triumphantly. "I mean it young lady," Snape said, his temper rising. She continued to fling bread slices at him and the rest of the staff offered absolutely no help; they were enjoying it too much to be of help! Tirza giggled at the scowl on Snape's face. Snape was not amused and grabbed both her hands and looked her in the eye. "Tirza Jade Snape, no throwing food!" he shouted. "Wody hell! Tupid poppy!" she yelled, a scowl matching his own on her face. "Tupid poppy!" Snape was speechless for a moment; had she really just called him stupid? In front of the whole school? "Tupid tupid tupid wody hell!" she repeated. Snape said the spell to release the chairs arms form holding her and grabbed Tirza. "Lunch is over young lady!" She started kicking and screaming as he carried her towards the door of the Great Hall. Snape carried her kicking and screaming all the way to his chambers.

Snape was in the bathroom, the water running, attempting to wash Tirza's face when there was a knock on the door. Not in the mood and rather busy at the moment to get up and open the door, he called for the person to come in. Tirza continued to scream as he tried to wash her little face. "Almost sounds like you're murdering her Professor." Snape looked behind him and saw Hermione. "Miss Granger, what is it you need?" She shook her head. "Tirza dropped her lion and I thought she might want it." Tirza continued to wiggle and scream and Snape was getting another headache. "Um would you like some help?" Hermione asked. Snape nodded and handed the messy baby to her. Hermione sat down and took the washcloth from Snape and gently pulled Tirza onto her lap. "This is the way we wash our face, wash our face, wash our face," Hermione sang softly. She alternated gently wiping Tirza's little face and tickling her tummy. Snape watched the whole procedure wondering why Tirza would sit still and be quiet for her and not for him. Several minutes later, Tirza's face was clean; Hermione kissed her clean cheek and stood up. "She needs to be changed," she told Snape. "I know, I'll go get another outfit." Hermione shook her head. "Not just that, her nappy needs to be changed." Snape cringed and Hermione laughed. "You touch leeches and dead spiders; a nappy isn't bad compared to that." Snape highly doubted it; he carried Tirza into her room and wondered what to do next. "You've never changed a nappy, have you?" "Aren't you a bright one," Snape sneered. Hermione ignored his comment; even if he was nasty and deserved to have a big messy nappy; Hermione cared about Tirza and wouldn't let Snape's uncertainty make her miserable. "Here, I'll show you," Hermione said. Snape handed Tirza to her. "I'll need another nappy, a pin, a cloth and several wipes," she instructed. Snape nodded and found the requested items. Hermione spread the old towel he had given her on the floor and laid Tirza on top of it. Within minutes, Tirza's messy nappy had been replaced by a fresh one that Hermione pinned securely with a large safety pin. Snape had watched the process with a look of sheer horror on his face. "That is one of the most disgusting things I've ever seen. I cannot believe a person has to do that." Hermione laughed. "You get used to it eventually. Anyways, I am going to wash my hands and than go to my next class." Snape nodded. "Thank you for your help," he choked out. Hermione nodded and headed for the bathroom. Snape looked at Tirza, who was now sitting up in her messy dress. "You certainly had fun, I'm sure." Tirza giggled and Snape began to unbutton her dress. "I feel bad for the house elf that has to clean that," he said as he threw it into the hamper. Tirza now sat on his lap in nothing but a nappy, smiling at him. Snape smiled back; he couldn't remember the last time he had felt so young or so happy. It surprised him the way he was actually enjoying two-year-old Tirza. 'How unfortunate it that it has to wear off,' he thought.

Tirza was once again sitting in her playpen in Snape's classroom. The students were diligently working on their studies and her father was sitting at his desk, correcting papers as usual. Now clad in a blue sundress that featured a large image of Tigger and Pooh on the front and a white sweater to keep her warm; Tirza picked up the blue crayon. "Boo," she said to herself. She looked at the crayon and than at her dress, her little mind registering the fact that they were the same color. "Poppy ook!" Snape glanced over in her direction. Tirza held up a blue crayon. "Boo!" she announced, than pointed to her dress. "Boo!" Snape smiled. "Yes, your crayon and your dress are both blue; what a smart baby!" Tirza giggled and turned her attention to her coloring book, attacking it once again. She happily scribbled a page with the blue crayon and grabbed the yellow one next, adding even more scribbles to the page. "Pwitty," she announced. Tirza ripped the page out of her book and picked the green crayon and attacked the next page. Snape was relieved that for the moment she seemed occupied; she was fun, but she was a lot a lot of work! He kept his attention on grading as Tirza continued to attack pages and than rip them from the book. After scribbling and tearing out nearly ten pages, Tirza was bored with her Winnie the Pooh coloring book. Her dark eyes caught sight of the rows of books on the shelves next to her playpen, her curiosity peaked. Standing in the playpen on her little tip toes; she stretched her chubby little arms towards the bookcase and grabbed the first book that she could reach. She giggled and let the book fall inside her playpen and reached for another, and another, and another. After four books fell into her playpen, Tirza sat back down and struggled to pull the first heavy book over to her. She opened the hard cover and carelessly pushed the pages; several pages were smudged, bent or ripped by the time she stopped. She grabbed her green crayon and began to draw on the page; sure the book had no pictures, but that didn't matter because she could add her own! When finished with that page, she ripped it out as she had done with the others and turned to another, choosing the pink crayon. This time she left the page in the book and attacked another with the gold crayon, giggling all the while. Snape continued to pay attention to his papers, completely oblivious that Tirza was coloring and ripping pages from his precious potion books.

Tirza was on the third book before anyone noticed that she was no longer playing with her coloring book. "Um Professor?" a first year Ravenclaw said, raising her hand. Snape looked up and the girl continued. "I think the baby's coloring in your books." Snape quickly strode to Tirza's playpen; sure enough colored pages of potion books were strewn around the playpen. Snape stood there for a moment, his eyes closed, trying VERY hard to control himself. He loved his books; they were almost as precious to him as his cauldrons! "Poppy," Tirza said. He opened his eyes and looked at her. Tirza held out a page about truth potions that was now decorated in black crayon. Snape grabbed the page from her and gathered her crayons and any pages in the playpen. "My books, ruined," he moaned. Most of the students rolled their eyes; to them, the books were just books. "You do NOT PLAY with my BOOKS!" he shouted. Tirza's lower lip began to quiver and her eyes welled up with tears and she began to cry. The girls in the class shot nasty looks at Snape behind his back; it was bad enough that he was mean to them, let alone a little baby! Tirza curled into a ball and sobbed; all of Snape's anger and frustration melted away at her heart wrenching sobs. After all, they were just books. She struggled as he lifted her out of the playpen, slapping at him with little balled up fists. He gently rocked her back and forth in his arms. "Ooh mwean! Ooh woud," she sobbed into his shoulder. Snape sat at his desk and kissed her head. "I'm sorry I was loud sweetheart." She looked up at him, tears running down her face. "Baby tupid?" she asked. He gently wiped her face and kissed her cheek. "No, baby is not stupid. It is bad though to ruin daddy's books." Tirza looked very confused. "Baby bad?" she started to cry again and Snape tried to think of a better way to explain it. He tipped her chin up and wiped her face again. "You're a good girl Tirza, but no books, alright?" She stopped crying and wiped her nose on Snape's robe; he inwardly grimaced but said nothing. "Pway dig tooks?" she innocently asked. Snape shook his head. "No, no books." Tirza nodded. "Dood baby?" Snape hugged her tight. "Yes, you are a good baby." Tirza wrapped her little arms around his neck. "Wuv ooh poppy," she told him. Snape smiled and cuddled her close. "I love you too."

The draught of Hypnos attacks the brain
The bleeding petals still in dance
Swaying with the cold wind.

Signals of red flashed before one's eyes
The gentle melodies of the strings
The wintry voices blend in within.

Will the warmth reach your heart?
Unable to feel anything, numb
Why don't you try screaming out?

The pen bleeding ink, coloring the pages
Anxiety filled the heart as well as doubt
Will guilt drown out everything?

Unable to peek into the future
One thought seek to prevail
Deep anger peeked to the top

Trying to calm down
Trying to take deep breaths
Trying to drown everything.

Leave everything to the wind.

Where there is sadness, happiness, or emotions,
There is blue.

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