Everything ended when the Reapers attacked. Humanity wasn't ready, none of the race's was. Shepard did what he had to, he lost everything, but in the end it still was not enough. In his last moments Shepard exploded with every inch of power he had and got crushed mercilessly. He died and darkness consumed the universe. That should've been the end of the story, but somehow, somewhere a little light always survives. And so it begins anew, but will he walk the same path?

A Mass Effect Trilogy Novelisation.

John Shepard was born on Earth, experiencing life on the streets before joining the Alliance Navy and becoming a hero of humanity. But it is only after nearly being killed by a Prothean beacon does he rise to become the only man that can stop the annihilation of the galaxy.

This story will cover Mass Effect, Mass Effect 2 and Mass Effect 3, while touching on comics and books.

A race that are the masters of war and violence discovers their true origin along with the darkness of the Mass Effect,

 How would the galaxy react to a race that is not dependent on the Mass Effect physics as they are?

 How would the reapers react to a race that had been preparing for a long time to destroy them?

Daniel Shaw, before becoming a mercenary he was a nerd that was conscripted into the military during WWIII.
He served in many battles and won a decent amount of medals, the war lasted only thirteen years before coming to an abrupt end when America dropped a nuclear bomb on Korea, killing millions of people.
After taking his papers and leaving, he formed his own private military group with his old squad but rather than getting fat and sitting behind a desk, he preferred to get his hands dirty.
He served as the Head of Operations while also being the leader of his own covert team of killers.
While raiding the remnants of Korea, his team was fed false information that led to them being overrun by the enemy.
In his final moments, before darkness can fill his vision and let death take him, he holds onto the cross around his neck.
For what seemed like years, he floated in complete darkness until one day his surroundings changed into that of a rather large office.
Sitting across from him is an older woman with white hair and bright red eyes with a halo above her head.
"Mr. Shaw, I apologize for the wait but there was a rather large queue ahead of you, I had to deal with the other reincarnators first"
"Before you think of speaking, please don't, we here at the Resurrection Department are very busy, so allow me to simplify things for you"
"You have been chosen among many millions to be given the treasure that is reincarnation, you will be given three wishes and a fictional world of your choosing"
"If you can choose in a quick manner, that would be preferable"
Daniel wasn't surprised or baffled by this, he didn't know why but he felt perfectly calm, the only conclusion he could think of was that Heaven had an effect to make people think calmly.
"I want to be reincarnated with my younger eighteen-year-old self but I want to keep all my tattoos and scars, I want to be taken to the world of Twilight, a year before Bella moves to Forks"
"My first wish is to be the first and original vampire, the most powerful of my kind"
"My second wish is to have a powerful backstory, I want to have spent my last million years increasing my power in every way, wealth, connections, creating my own coven, etc."
"Lastly, I want my gift to be the power of persuasion, through eye contact and words, i can control humans, vampires, shapeshifters, and werewolves. to make it somewhat fair, they can overpower my persuasion if they have enough willpower"
"Before you send me away, I'd like to ask for something else that isn't a wish, I want only the most influential and powerful humans and supernatural monsters to know who and what I am, including Carlisle"
After a beam of light forces him to shut his eyes, his body is sent away and the angel clicks her fingers.
________________________________________
Opening his eyes, he sees that he's currently in what appears to be a private jet with people sitting in chairs around him, each of them wearing identical business suits.
His eyes are forced shut as a flood of information forces him to shut his eyes, people, places, friends, enemies, wars, romances, sex, death, love, torture, mass murder, and lastly, his coven.
Black Lotus, his coven, wasn't overwhelmingly large with thousands of members, instead, it was a hand-picked group of rare and powerful individuals that have spent thousands of years serving him.
They consisted of twelve members, each with their own purpose.
Opening his eyes again, he hears the wheels of the plane hit the ground, looking outside, he sees the moon high in the sky.
A middle-aged bald man with a clean-shaven face that reminded him of the main character from the Hitam games approaches him, he remembers the man's name from his new memories as Hunter Zash.
With a deep and respectful bow, he address him, "Master, we have a car ready to take you to Forks, the rest of Black Lotus will follow from a distance like always"
He nods at Hunter, "and my accommodations when i get there?", says while stepping off the plane and into his black SUV.
His bald follower sits in the driver's seat, "We have purchased a large three-story house in the outskirts of Forks like you asked"
"Good, I'm going to close my eyes and think for a while, notify me up when we get there"
[Short introductory chapter, Comment, and let me know what you think]

Upon the death of a veteran mercenary by the name of Daniel Shaw, he gets a rather unexpected and brief meeting with God.

With three wishes and a world of his choosing, how will he change the course of the Twilight world?

- Calvin *no surname* -
"Look! It's First Prince Korrash!"
"He's so handsome! If only I were pretty enough..."
"It's really him! What's he doing here? He's a prince for Magia's sake!"
What? It's just a prince. No need to get so worked up about it. I slip through the crowd, narrowly dodging a worker caste golems titanic legs, pushing my way past untalented peasants, not that I aren't one of them, but I'm on a whole nother level.
A few gestures and I'm gone, no longer in the crowd. Not exactly. I'm invisible and untouchable, completely intangible, although only for a handful of seconds. It's an ample amount of time for me to escape the crowd and its suffocating density. Ha, take that Archmage Zeus. It took you thirteen years to develop somatic intangibility, but it only took me six! Albeit flawed; I can't see, hear or breath while using it.
I make my way to the USMA(University of the Study of the Magical Arts) and hurry to the examination. It was to test if you had the talent. I do, of course, but it's mandatory, to weed out the truth and the lie. 
First Prince Korrash had already done it - he's six years my senior after all, so he wasn't attending. His little sister, however, Third Princess Angelica, is at the age were you can begin attendance, fifteen. It used to be eighteen, but late training meant late blooming. 
And the real late bloomers? Some never reached their potential.
I arrive at the mass examination. Pomp and fanfare signals the arrival of the Third Princess and her entourage. There are three lines. One, for the high nobles. Those pompous idiots were totally incompetent and could only see everyone else as inferior. I know from experience.
The second line, for the lesser nobles. They were more bearable, but still annoying. They weren't as arrogant and demanding, but infuriatingly humble and meek.
The third line, for me and the other peasants. Manned by just a junior mage with an examination orb, simply not good enough to do it himself, without external aid. 
I stroll up to the third line and wait.
And wait.
And wait.
And wait.
The peasant population was simply too numerous. Even if only 1% attended, there would still be over ten thousand. 
*Five hours later*
My eyes have long since glazed over from the shear boredom of it all. The previously awe inspiring site of the university's entrance I had long ago stared at for the last time. The grand, twisting spires and the magestic halls I could glimpse were no more interesting than the cow dropping that had found its way to a man's dog.
"Next," I hear a boys monotonous voice and I blur forward. It's my turn now! The junior mage's listless gaze falls upon me, and he speaks. "No need to get so worked up. Name and age."
I ignore his rudeness; I tell him, 
"Calvin, age fifteen," The junior mage sighs. He would be here much longer than me, even if they were cycled through different people. 
"Place your hand on the orb," he says, yawning.
Eager to end this, which the boy mistook for hopeful optimism, I touch the orb, full handed. The boy yawns and sighs, again. "Positive talent."
"Finally!" I cry. 
"Enter the university via the main entrance. A guide will be waiting for you." The words drone out of his mouth, likely spoken hundreds of times before, rendered down to the uniform text that all examiners would come to have nightmares about.
Yes! I made it through the line without falling asleep!

*Len Kalers* 
I stare at the grand library. It is tall, countless shelves towering into the figurative sky in a winding madness, books, tomes and grimoires of all types; steamy romances to elemental theory, the USMA library has it all. I gulp at the enormity of it all.
The largest store of knowledge of all types, in one place. Twelve floors of the greatest compilation of books, right here in front of me.
I creep over to a shelf and read the name of a book. 'The Modern Dramatic Mage's Essential Repertoire'. I flip it open, skimming. Inside is a mass of poses and gestures, chants and scripts, the timing between them all, for essential dramatic magic. I look at the name of one spell. 'Brilliant Flash'. A spell which creates a bright flash of light and holy magica, to stun and damage.

[ This is a WoS novel (World of Systems) ]
Everyone, from birth, has a system. Every one. From summoner systems to gun systems to even maid systems, there's a system for everything. Cal, has a mage-type system. Yay.

*** SHOUT OUT TO AlexandriaKM, Nessa52283, Citrus_Time and to YOU: We were just a little short of our goal yesterday, but you have been SO generous with your gifts and powerstone votes that I'm adding another chapter to the mass release anyway. You humble me, and make me smile with your comments every day. Thank you! You're a joy! 
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RETH

Reth came back to himself, laid out on the forest floor, his clothes in bloodstained tatters around him from the hurried shift. He blinked and it took a moment for his sight to clear, which was odd. But then a shudder rocked him and he almost shifted again.
Fuck.
He'd thought that shifting into his beast form to fight the Silent One and exerting his dominance so aggressively would have satisfied the urge. But his body still wanted to transform, still wanted to take and master him.
What was wrong with him?
He rolled over to get to all fours and had to bite back a cry. His ribs. Pressing one hand to them proved that the beast had indeed gotten its claws into him before he'd changed—and the swipe had given him a decent battering to his ribs, as well.
Ah, well. At least the creature had gotten a taste of him before he'd had to kill it. He hated killing the Silent Ones when all they did was follow the instincts the Creator gave them. Some of the Anima found a strange kind of sport in it, but Reth never had. Hunt for food, certainly. But never for the pleasure of it—and never to create fear or pain for the animal.
Being far more careful now, Reth tucked his arm into his sore side and rolled slowly until he was on all fours—well, three, since he kept that arm in tight. Four sets of feet appeared in front of him just as he was about to try to stand.
"Majesty! Are you alright?"
"I'll be fine," he said, then groaned as his back began to tremble and roll with the urge to shift again. Creator's Light, what was wrong with him? "Get back. Step back!" he snarled, swallowing back the urge to change. If he shifted now with all these young males in front of him, he might not recognize them as allies. His beast form worked almost purely on instinct. He was aware of himself, but only as a presence. He didn't think clearly until he was back in his own flesh.
The four shuffled back, but didn't leave—obviously alarmed at what they saw on him. Naked as he was, they could see his body rippling, trying to shift. These four were all just old enough to be past the age of those unintentional shifts that so plagued the teenage boys of the Pride. The elder scouts would be fine, even if he did shift, they'd know how to avoid him. But that young man who'd come with his father.
"Tell… Eryan… to get his son away…" he snapped, rolling his head to push back the mane that wanted to grow around his shoulders. "If we both shift…"
"Sire!"
"Do it! Tell the elders… if I don't come back right away… lead me towards the city. But don't let me in! Take me… Aymora… she has a soothing…"
"But—what's happening? Why—"
"No time…" he groaned and it echoed in his chest with the rumble of his beast. "I'll travel faster and better… as a beast anyway… just… don't let me into the city. Bring Behryn… he'll know what to do…"
The four continued to stare at him, wide eyed.
"GO!" he roared, and they ran, sinking into the shadows silently, just as they should. But still Reth didn't let himself give over to the shift. The longer they had to get to the others and deliver the message, the better chance that if he couldn't come back, they'd be prepared to deal with a frustrated, wounded, King of Beasts, trying desperately to get back to his mate.
Oh shit.
Elia.
She couldn't see him like this. She'd be terrified.
He gritted his teeth and fought for as long as he could, but something in him had lost control. The beast inside roared, swiping at him, trying to claw it's way out.
He let himself back down onto the forest floor, clenched his hands to fists, and held on as long as he could.
He didn't know what had happened, what was causing such a fierce lack of control. But he was going to find out before he returned to his mate.
As long as the men did what he said and got him to Aymora.
"Creator, please…" he murmured a prayer as his back began to stretch. "Let me come back to myself. Don't let me hurt Elia. Please."
Then he gave up and sank into the teeth and claws of his Anima self.
A moment later the mighty King growled as he got to his four, great paws and surveyed the little clearing, nostrils flaring as he took in the scents around him. There were other males nearby, but moving away, and still more out of range. He roared to let them know he was the King of this Forest and they would not do well to come into his territory. But his tail twitched and he shook his head.
His side hurt. He turned, looking for the challenger he'd killed. It was sprawled not far away among the underbrush. But when he smelled it, he blew the breath out of his nostrils in alarm. There was a strange, sharpness to its scent. Something unnatural. He would not eat from that carcass, no matter that he needed the strength.
No… He turned west and let a groaning huff resonate in his chest. The forest around him went utterly silent.
He needed his den to rest and heal.
He needed his mate.
So he would pad through the forest until he found her.
*** READER SURVEY (to help me with plotting) *** Do you enjoy romances where the couple get pregnant and have children? Why, or why not? Tell me in the comments!

Elia is a poor university student until the night she's taken to the world of the Anima—ruled by humans whose ancient hearts pulse with the blood of animals. There she's forced into a battle to the death. But when Elia survives, and refuses to kill her final opponent, the King must either kill Elia himself, or take her as his mate. 

Reth, the brutal King of the Beasts with the blood of lions, shocks everyone when he chooses the weak, human Elia to become his Queen. He promises her every comfort of his wealth and position—but he is clear: She will not warm his bed. He chose her to defeat those that were trying to corner him into blending his Leonine line with the Wolves.

Elia needs the help of the Anima to become stronger and rule them well. But the vengeful Wolves see only a weak human that brought them shame. As Elia and Reth grow closer, the wolves are determined to destroy her. Will Reth and Elia admit their feelings for each in time to fight for the Kingdom—and their lives—against the villainous wolf-tribe? Or will the wolves kill Elia and steal the throne?

[Mature content - no sexual violence]

*****

He stalked towards her, chin low so the shadow cast by his hard jaw cut across the thick fur collar of his vest. His hair had fallen over his eyes in the scuffle, so he peered at her through it like a lion in the grass. With each step, his graceful, rolling gait reminded her of a predator stalking its prey. Despite the forest floor littered in twigs and leaves, he didn’t make a sound.

“Wh-who are you?” Elia stammered, backing away, her hands up. He met her step for step until she came up hard against the tree behind her—and didn’t stop until he loomed over her, so broad his shoulders and chest made a wall in front of her. She could feel the heat rising off his skin in the cool, night air.

“I am the Leonine King.” His voice was a dark, husky gravel. Behind him a chorus of wheezes, howls, and chirps of agreement rose from the people watching. “And you are?” 
“Elia,” she breathed. 

“Elia,” he growled, leaning in closer, bringing with him the scent of pine and rain and the musk of something distinctly male. “I am Reth.” He said the name with a strange, guttural roll in his throat. “I am King of Beasts. I am Clan Leader, and I am Alpha of WildWood.” Several snarls rose from the crowds behind him then, but he ignored them. 

Elia swallowed as he leaned in until the scruff on his jaw rasped her cheek. “I am the King,” he said, “And you will be my mate.”

The forest behind him erupted.

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Honestly theres still so much no one knows about gravity but I have come up with a possible deduction that gravity doesnt depend on much else other than mass ... as you can see humanity has a higher density them water so we cant walk on water so then our mass pulls us down through the water and have you noticed anything with a higher density will flow through water and depending on the mass is how fast it sinks or if it floats so if you could generate enough mass or mass effect im sure it will cause a gravitational field to appear thus giving you phasing or warping capabilities if you harnessed that mass effect field and your graviton weight

simply put this is a relatively small volume of theories a mad man like myself possesses and constantly thinks about if you can even convert half of these theories into positive inventions its well done if not well congratulations you have suffered an almost dummed down rambling of an autistic man mwahahach (coughs) sorry difficult to evil laugh when you just don't fit the bill

"Mother, I am not Grandma," I said desperately. "I don't want to spend the rest of my life arguing with you."
Mother looked at me and her eyes narrowed.
"Let's just buy one dress for now," I said. "I like this green fabric, and it will go nicely with this bit of lace..."
"OK," said Mother after a long silence. "Let's start with the green."
After that it was a discussion of style and what would suit or not suit my figure and looks. The dressmaker's smile even returned. I hung back a moment at the door to thank the dress-maker.
"I'm sorry about my mom; her mother just died and she doesn't know what to do with herself without someone to argue with."
"I understand. You need to talk to her more. Then she won't need to argue so much."
I thought about the dressmaker's advice and decided it was worth a try. So I began to tell Mother more about school and the other kids.
When the new dress was finished, I wore it to school, hiding my unease behind a smile. But it wasn't so bad. It wasn't even the fanciest dress in the class. Now that they were senior students, some of the other girls were wearing clothes that made the boys' heads turn, and even some of the teachers. George just stared at me for a moment, then told me I looked good. When I mentioned George's comment to Mother, she suggested I invite him back after school.
George looked around nervously when he first stepped in the door, but soon relaxed and was chatting with my mother about his beloved horses. It became a pattern that George would drop in about once a week. I noticed that my mother seemed to smile more after one of his visits. I also noticed that I wasn't the only project that she had. I noticed that my father was wearing more new clothes, and better quality. He just shrugged when I asked him about it.
"It makes your mother happy," was all he would say, though I thought he looked a little more worried than before.
The year passed, and my closet filled with dresses. Some were so fancy that I didn't dare wear them to school. All the furniture in the house was replaced, and even more brought in until it was difficult to walk. Father's business trips became longer and riskier as he tried to keep up with the purchases. He would bring me little keepsakes from the exotic places he had visited and I would put them on the shelf in my attic hideaway. The book of fairy tales was joined by dozens of other books, some from my father and some from my mother. Father tended to give me adventure stories, or actual histories. Mother gave me romances. I read them all, over and over.
The month before school ended Mother suggested that we have a little party to celebrate my graduation. I didn't want to explain that other than George, there were very few students at school that I talked to. The girls all seemed to have gone crazy trying to catch the eyes of the boys, and the boys weren't much better, spending their time trying to impress the girls. But I decided a party was a harmless enough thing to keep Mother happy.
Soon the party grew completely out of control. Mother sent invitations to all the students in my class and to the teachers as well. She had people coming in at all hours taking orders for enough food to feed the city. Father's face grew more and more lined with each new order. As I listened to Mother, I realized with dismay that she thought that George and I were a lot more serious than we were. George appreciated a pretty girl as quickly as the next boy in my class, but his goal was to go with his father to trade horses. Mother's hope that he would marry me was doomed to disappointment. Yet I also knew that Mother would try to set it up so George would feel forced to propose. I wanted to save my friend from that embarrassment, and I was fairly certain I didn't want to get married yet.
I went to find Father in his office. He hadn't been around as much since Grandma had died. I thought it was to avoid my mother's efforts to dress him better. For some reason beyond my understanding Mother seemed to think that we had a position to uphold. I was content just to be the daughter of a merchant. Father's office had always been a refuge for me. It was where I went when I couldn't manage Mother and Grandmother's fights over me. Since Grandmother's death I had been concentrating on building a new relationship with my mother. I realized with a shock that I hadn't visited Father in his office since before the funeral.
I knocked and walked in, as I always had. Instead of the tidy desk and the welcoming smile I expected, I saw a mass of papers strewn across the desk and Father staring at them with his head in his hands. He looked up when I said 'hello.'
"Hello, dear," he said straightening. "I didn't hear you come in." He waved his hands at the mess on his desk. "Business is keeping me busy."
"Are things that bad?" I asked.
"No," Father laughed. "Business is good. Better than it has ever been, but your mother is spending money faster than I can make it. Maybe after this party, she will slow down for a while."
"I don't think so," I said. "I think she is planning a wedding next."
Father almost fell out of his seat.
"Ah, who is the lucky guy?" he finally managed to say.
"Unlucky might be the better description," I said, and told him my fears about Mother's plans.
   


Author:
Alex McGilvery has been reading since before he can remember, and writing almost that long. He has published 18 books and is author and editor at his imprint Celticfrog Publishing. He lives in Kamloops with his dog and the stories clawing their way out of his head.

The Unenchanted Princess is the tale of a princess born without an enchantment in a magic land where all royalty is surrounded by enchantment. Alexandra refuses to give in to her parents' schemes to find her an enchantment or marry her off to someone willing to overlook her lack. She runs away to escape, but soon learns she is at the heart of a struggle to control the Magic Lands.

Together with the Frog Prince, a Prince Charming who is turned into a crow and a young woman from a land where magic is forbidden, she must learn how to defeat her enemy and dispel the last enchantment.

after looking at my self insert stash from aweirdweeb. i decided try it out and post fanfics i have read. 
also this will be a when i feel like it thing. so i will update when i feel like it

19 Mar 2321

Time 12:51

Location Sky Blossom City, Adventure Guild Association, Guild Association Mall


"Sir, how may I help you?"


First I wanted to walk around the auction house but since I got my hands on the Beast will core, I decided against it because I really wanted to check if the new card recipe I came up with was possible. 


"Lead me to Card Lab, and I also want to buy the following cards, 

E rank Bear Form Card, x1

F rank Aura Guard Card x1

E rank Common Core x1"


"E rank Bear Form Card - 147,000$

F rank Aura Guard Card - 22,000$

E rank Common Core - 10,000$

Discount - 5% - 8,950$

Total - 170,050$"


[Card Name : Bear Form

 Card Type : Skill Card (passive) 

 Card Rank : E rank, common grade

 Card Ratings : [24]stars

 Card Durability : [84/84]

 Card effect : user becomes 'Elite' in Beast form martial arts [Bear form]. Addition effect - strength and senses of a bear (passive).]


[Card Name : Aura Guard

 Card Type : Skill Card (passive) 

 Card Rank : F rank, common grade

 Card Ratings : [14]stars

 Card Durability : [82/82]

 Card effect : strengthens the aura of the user. Additional effect - passive protection from harmful and negative rays example ultraviolet sun rays]


E rank 'Bear Form' card rose the proficiency level of Beast form martial arts 'Bear Form' from Proficient to Elite. 


Martial arts proficiency can be decided into


Proficient<Elite<Master<Grandmaster


As for Aura Guard, according to studies every living being has Aura emitting from their body and stronger the Aura means that person is healthier.


If any average John/Jane Doe from my world were to be equipped with Aura Guard then he/she could easily live across 110 years of age. 


When I first saw the curled up Bear in the core my first thought was this will go great with Bear Form Martial Arts. Then upon further thoughts I came up with a possible mew card recipe. Being an Inventor I couldn't wait to try it out, so I didn't hesitate to quote a sincere price for the beast will core. 


I entered the Card Lab collecting all the ingredients, I still had nearly six and half hours of monthly free time left under my membership. 


Sitting in the Card Lab, placing all card ingredients in the card creation page I closed my eyes and poured my mental strength into the grimoire. 


This time the card creation process would be more difficult than last time as I am using two already operational  cards as ingredients. 


Thinking about the kind of card I wanted to create I opened my Soul pupils and scanned all four ingredients E rank Bear form card, F rank Aura Guard card, E rank - Beast will core and E rank common core. 


Within the Bear Form card I saw a bright mass of light shaped in the form of a Martial artist continually practicing Bear Form Martial arts. 


While in the Aura guard card I saw the bright mass of light shaped in the form of guard. 


In the Beast will core I saw a Bear sleeping in a curled up position but the bright mass of light in here was much brighter compared to the mass of light in the 'Bear from' card. 


My intuition told me that if I tried to bind the beast will core to the Bear form card then I would definitely fail as the Bear form card soul pathways seem to be weaker compared to the soul pathways in the beast will core. 


Therefore I came up with an idea to strengthen the soul pathways of the 'Bear form' card with the soul pathways of the 'Aura guard' card. 


I proceeded accordingly, using my metal strength I moved the bright mass of light from the Aura guard card to strengthen Bear form card. I was careful so that I didn't leak any bright mass of light in the process. 


The soul pathways of Aura guard easily dissolved into the soul pathways of Bear form card strengthening the Bear form card 


Next I didn't directly try to bind the Beast will with the strengthened Bear form card. I used the E rank common grade core as medium. 


I slowly moved both soul pathways of beast will and Bear form into the common grade core simultaneously, the beast will resisted at first but being overpowered by the soul pathways of Bear form it's resistance was of no use and bound with the common grade core. 


I looked into the E rank Common grade core, with addition of beast will and Bear form soul pathways the speck of bright light inside it turned into a large mass of bright light in the shape of Abyssal Giant Bear, this Abyssal Bear was no longer curled up and sleeping instead it  it showed intelligence and was continually practicing Bear form Martial arts. Then I activated the morphing property of the common grade core turning it into a card. 


Card Creation Complete, [ Abyssal Giant Bear Spirit Guard]


[Card Name : Abyssal Giant Bear Spirit Guard

 Card Type : Skill Card (passive) 

 Card Rank : E rank, common grade

 Card Ratings : [26]stars

 Card Durability : [100/100]

 Card effect : user becomes 'Elite' in Beast form martial arts [Abyssal Giant Bear form]. Additional effect - strength and senses of the Abyssal Giant Bear (passive), Abyssal Giant Bear Spirit Guard(passive), Abyssal Roar(active), Intimidating aura(passive).]


Abyssal Giant Bear Spirit Guard(passive) - the aura strengthened to the point where it takes form of a Abyssal Giant Bear spirit, this Abyssal Giant Bear Spirit is sentient and will passively strengthen users Abyssal Giant Bear form by giving increased strength, defense and senses of the Abyssal Giant Bear and other Abyssal Giant Bear abilities. 


Intimidating aura(passive) - user passively emits the Aura of a wild Abyssal Giant Bear. 


Abyssal Roar (active) - user can roar like the Abyssal Giant Bear causing all nearby enemies to fall under stun for 1-3 seconds based on strength difference. Cooldown time - 140 seconds. 


The star rating is very high then I expected it should be because the star ratings of cards I used as ingredients was high, thankfully the durability ratings is perfect one of the reasons I preferred aura guard card for strengthening over other alternatives. 


What was more shocking was evolution of Bear form Martial arts to Abyssal Giant Bear form and evolution of Aura guard to Abyssal Giant Bear spirit guard. Not to mention the Abyssal roar and intimidating aura. 


This card could be considered overpowered in E rank common grade cards, 3 passive and one active abilities with such low star ratings and perfect durability ratings was unheard of.


I bet this card would fetch me a fortune if I auctioned it. Removing the F rank Bear form card I equipped the E rank Abyssal Giant Bear Spirit Guard Card. Due to me lacking star power I could not hold cards more than 32stars.


But with E rank Abyssal Giant Bear Spirit Guard Card who needs as a F rank Bear form card. 



Dr. Dalton Wyatt, a world-renowned Scientist, and Inventor is transmigrated to the body of a high school student Dalton Wyatt who committed suicide due to unfortunate circumstances and complicated life. 

The new world was completely different yet similar to Dr Wyatt's homeworld earth. 

Unlike peace full earth where humans fought other humans, This new world was plagued with Dungeons and Monsters people here fought with monsters for the survival of humanity. 

Mortal humans were not strong enough to fight these mythical and legendary creatures, thankfully some blessed humans could actively control their soul to manifest soul power and become Card apprentices to fight for the humanities chance at survival. 

Card apprentices are people who contract grimoire and use various powerful yet resourceful cards to fight off the monsters and conquer dungeons. 

Grimoire provides the card apprentice with abilities like Card creation and Card fusion, most importantly it allows the Card apprentice to display their full potential in a cardfight. 

Even though this world has the concept of science but it is not focused on electronics and industrialisation like back in the earth, here the world has cards for every little thing's eliminating the need for electronics. 

This new world is highly focused around grimoire abilities Card creation and Card fusion. 

Coming to a world where money could literally buy him strength Dr Wyatt had to earn money for his survival. 

But thanks to his otherworldly information and knowledge, card creation comes easily to Dr Wyatt compared to other card apprentices. 

Dr Wyatt creates and sells various perfect, powerful and resourceful cards to earn money and get stronger step by step in this monster-ridden world for his survival. 

... 

"What did you say? making good cards is hard! Bah!! Card making couldn't be easier"

"Trash materials! Let me teach you there are no trash materials only trash card makers."

[Bloody Veins - G rank, Mortal grade]
[Nylon Rope  G rank, Mortal grade]
[White Core - G rank, Mortal grade]

Card creation… complete! 

[ Card Name - Bloody Rope 
  Card Type - Item card
  Card Rank - E rank, Common grade 
  Card Rating - 3 stars 
  Card Durability - (100/100) 
  Card Effect - Bloody rope can be used to bind opponents. If bound on open wounds additional effects of paralysis and blood drain activates unconditionally.]

"Omg! You used a G rank mortal grade core but how did you create an E rank common grade card with 3-star ratings and that too with full durability. This is a dream! Yes, I am dreaming! I didn't wake up today. I am still in my bed dreaming!"

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