My journey with music has been amazingly wonderful, but I never wanted anything to drag me apart from it.
                                                                               - Author

Taehyung, an average teenage boy who really loves music. He wishes to pursue music even deeper. Aiming to go to the most prestigious music high school in the whole country. Ignorance of the existence of the legendary families in the country. He only know music. Not ordinary music. But it is a music that full of magic. This is a story about his story that will turn to 180 degrees.

My manager paces up and down, clearly over thinking this whole situation. 

"So how exactly did this sort of information get leaked", I asked him. In an angry voice he says, "by someone digging their nose in shit that's none of their bloody concern". I sit back in my chair and laugh.  "Well ain't this a shitty situation", I exclaim. My manager stops pacing and looks me dead in the eye, "you're not helping K", he says. 

"My bad. But what motivated this person to even go digging for information in the first place", I ask him.  "Remember that Rapper from the studio. The champagne and groupies one", he asks me. "Yeah. Wait, wasn't the champagne and groupies thing your idea though", I question him. "Focus K", he yells. "Sorry", I say, "please continue". 

"Well that same Rapper was on this show talking about his new song, the one that you wrote right. And there was a question about this particular lyric that goes,

I've made it big in life but only by myself. 
I've hit the lottery, but truthfully couldn't afford to share my wealth.

And he failed to answer the question in a convincing manner cause let's be honest he isn't the deepest Trap Rapper. So this person, whose some blogger or stuff like that, did some digging and by some means found out that this rapper had a ghostwriter write that song for him", my manager explains.

"Well what's wrong with that. Artists having ghostwriters isn't something new to the music industry", I ask him with a hand lifted up. "Well that's the thing. The blogger decided to dig a little deeper and found out that this particular ghostwriter has written most of the hit songs out on the Billboard.

And not just the hip hop Billboard, but rather all the genres of music we have clients in", he tells me. 

"What's that bad", I exclaim. "Yeah you think", my manager says. "I mean these exposes a lot of genres, hip hop, RnB, Pop, Rock, there was that time you convinced me to do that Country song and I'm pretty sure we've done a few Soul songs", I say. 

"So what now", I ask my manager. "Well thankfully I managed to stop the blogger from digging any further, and getting a name. But they are calling you something. The Ghost of the Music Industry", he tells me. 

"The Ghost of the Music Industry, has a nice ring to it don't you think", I ask him. "Well be glad that ring hasn't rung an bells about your identity", he says while going back to pacing up and down. "So how do we handle this", I ask him.  He stops and stands in place. "We use this to our advantage. Yes! Since people know that there's a literal hit machine like you, artists will come flooding to you to write their music. And we charge them double the normal price", he says while clapping his hands. 

"And how do we know they won't reveal to the world who I am", I ask him. "They won't trust me. I'll make sure of that. We might need to beef up your security", he states.  "Actually no. Wouldn't that raise suspicions, especially with these nosey bloggers", I suggest to him. "You're right! The best play here is hiding in plain view", he says while looking at me.  "Why the hell are you smiling like this is some sort of an achievement", my manager asks me with a snappy voice. "Oh! I'm just smiling so I don't start over thinking this whole situation", I tell him. 

But in reality I was actually smiling because this whole situation meant I was finally being recognised for my talents. Not in the way I had hoped for, but still pretty cool. 

I get up from my seat, clapping my hands and telling my manager, "well then back to business.  I have this potential song I wrote during the flight back here. Here's a piece of it". I hand him the paper with the lyrics.

And to think, I used to call you beautiful, but only in how the spite of things really do I seem so pitiful. 

I guess that's how it really goes, that you'd turn sour as the sweetness of your supposed love soon slows. 
I grantee to find someone better in an hours tops, consider it a win cause losing you wasn't  much of a loss. 

I grantee you I'll do the things to her I didn't do to you, and be on top of her just to get over you. 
So don't baby, don't you break a sweat, let me do that with her after of course I make her wet. 

Let it be the beginning of an end, when I don't prefer seeing  you much as a friend 
Running circles around your head and disappearing around the bend. 

Let it be over by the long overdue. Let me give you a reason to miss me, but darling I won't be missing you. 
You can stick around but I won't stick around with you. 

So stay back in town, I'm leaving now not expected to come back around. 
Darling this isn't a goodbye, but me flipping you off. It isn't my own flattery to flatter you anymore. 
As the spite of things leaves me spiteful towards you. 

So say it isn't so, and Oh I'll make it so. And Oh you'd cry for me, but I taste your tears to say I had a bitter sweet taste of you before. 

Oh me Oh oh my, you mistook me for being your guy.

"Should I be worried", my manager asks after reading through the lyrics. "Nah. I'm just channeling my inner savage mode that's all", I inform him. "Which artist do think will be the best fit for this", I ask him.  "Strong lyrics like this, need a strong kind of artist. But definitely not someone in hip hop, we need to avoid that genre for things to cool down. Mmh I'll send it out to a Rock artist and see what he says", my manager tells me. 

"Well I'll leave you to it. I'm off now", I tell him while making my way out. "And where might you be going", he asks me. 

"It's a weekend, so I'm going to turn up", I tell him.

A man starts to realize that all his accumulated wealth and success isn't what he bargained for. 

He slowly comes to terms with the people he forgot about in order to reach the top, and faces the repercussions that come with fame and

The breeze was gentle and cool. Standing on the patio and bathing the bright moonlight, Lucien felt revitalized. 
However, at that time, Lucien realized that he was being rude since he saw that two beautiful ladies were on the patio as well, snuggling and kissing. The arousing scene of the two beauties showing their love toward each other in the moonlight was like a fabulous painting.
Lucien’s face twitched a bit and then blushed. When he was about to leave the patio, one of them stopped him and asked, "Lucien, what’s that look on your face?" It was Natasha.
With a slight redness on her cheeks, Silvia was hiding behind Natasha, slightly gasping from the intense kissing.
"I’m fine… fine." Lucien smiled in an embarrassed way.
"What’s going on in your mind?" Natasha slightly lifted her eyebrows and questioned Lucien closely.
"Well… I’m thinking that… what I just saw was not good for my eyes," said Lucien in a playful way.
"Umm…" Natasha pointed at herself and then at Silvia, "Aren’t we beautiful?"
"Sure, both of you are real beauties." Having never been with any girl before, Lucien made fun of himself, "Let me put it this way. What I just saw hurt my heart."
Natasha laughed and stretched herself a bit, "I like your personality, Lucien. You’re interesting enough to be my friend."
Then she said something to Silvia in a low voice, which made Silvia giggle. 
"Excuse me, I need to have some water." Silvia then said to Lucien and left the patio.
After Silvia left, Natasha asked Lucien to follow her back to the party. When they were on the dance floor, Natasha turned around, bowed to Lucien and reached out her right hand, "May I have a dance with you?"
Lucien looked at her hand and paused a bit, "Your Grace, I’m afraid that it’s not a proper invitation."
"What?" Natasha looked surprised. When she realized what was wrong, she took back her right hand and stood straight, waiting for Lucien’s invitation, "Sorry, my bad. I forgot you’re the gentleman and I’m the lady. I’m used to… you know what I mean."
Lucien nodded and smiled, "Yes, I know."
Recalling the dancing manner, Lucien reached out his right hand to the princess, "Your Grace, may I have the honor to dance with you?"
"Sure, you’re my music consultant." Natasha laid her hand on Lucien’s palm and followed Lucien to the center of the dance floor.
The dance between a decent gentleman and a beautiful young lady should be very pleasant. Unfortunately, their dance wasn’t exactly like that.
"You stepped on my foot, Lucien!" said Natasha.
"I’m sorry, Your Grace," Lucien apologized. "But have you figured why? You’re dancing in the manner of man."
"Am I? Um…"
"Your Grace, you just stepped on my foot."
"Sorry Lucien. Why don’t you dance in the lady’s way, then? That would solve all the problems," Natasha suggested.
"I’d rather keep letting you step on me." Lucien shook his head.
It took them a while to become cooperative. Natasha asked, "Lucien? Can I ask you to do me a favor?"
"What is it?" asked Lucien.
"Well…" A rare shy look appeared on Natasha’s face, "Silvia likes your serenade a lot, and she wants me to play a piece of love-themed serenade for her birthday before the new year."
"That’s sweet." Lucien did not understand how he would be useful to Natasha yet.
"But you know I’m not really a serenade person…" said Natasha, "I like music which is intense and passionate, not soft and gentle. I just can’t do it."
"So, Your Grace, you want me to compose the serenade for you?" Lucien asked.
"Umm… sort of…" Natasha looked a bit embarrassed but soon made up her mind, "Yes, can you do me that favor?"
"Well… I don’t think a decent knight like Your Grace would find a ghostwriter for herself." Lucien blinked in a funny way.
"You’re not my ghostwriter! I just don’t want to present Silvia with a piece of mediocre work on her birthday." Natasha was trying to justify it, "I’ll tell Silvia that it’s your work…"
"Don’t worry, Your Grace." Lucien grinned, "I was just joking. I would be honored if I could help you solve that problem, Your Grace."
Natasha nodded, "Awesome. Thank you, Lucien. I’ll at least try to work on it as well, and your work will be my second plan."
"The name of the serenade will be ‘For Silvia’, then." Lucien paused a few seconds and looked a bit worried, "Since I haven’t gone through any love experience yet, I may need some extra help."
"Such as…?" Natasha leaned forward a bit.
"I noticed that you have lots of books in your study, Your Grace." Lucien had been coveting the great number of books in Natasha’s study for a long time, and he would not let this precious chance slip away, "I wonder if I can have the chance to read some of them, say, those love stories books and some books that introduce histories, cultures and traditions of other countries, in order to be inspired. The library of the association has only music books."
"Of course." Natasha smiled, "It’s not a big deal at all. As many of the old books are actually written in the language used by the ancient Sylvanas Magic Empire, I can ask the scholars to translate them for you."
"That would be great." Although Lucien looked pretty calm, his heart was full of excitement. He did not expect that one of his biggest problems could just be solved like that. By copying the many books from the ancient Sylvanas Magic Empire, Lucien could not only better plan his future trip on the continent, but also learn how to read ancient Sylvanas characters.
Although many books of college level were still sealed in Lucien’s spirit library, he was already way more knowledgable than a common sorcerer. Had it not been for the insufficiency of his spiritual power, Lucien should had already become a first circle sorcerer, which was exactly the opposite situation for the other sorcerer apprentices. Most of them were having a hard time moving forward because they did not have enough knowledge to analyze more complicated spells.
"Lucien, you stepped on me again!" complained Natasha.
When the dance ended, Natasha asked Lucien, "Do you have any other plans recently, aside from composing the canon and finishing the bagatelle? I don’t want to interrupt your schedule."
"Um… Not really. Composing serenade can help me relax. Actually, I’m considering composing a piece of sonata to record the perseverance and the great faith that supported me all along when uncle Joel and his family were held as hostages," answered Lucien. All he wanted to do now was to come up with new music works and hold his own concert.
"I’m looking forward to that." Natasha looked at him seriously, "I know you’re good at this theme. And I’ll have the scholars translate the books for you starting from tomorrow."
After the dance, Lucien was about to get some water when he met Rhine, who was holding a glass of wine in a very elegant way.
"Good work!" Then Rhine whispered to Lucien, "I almost forgot to tell you that I already helped you get rid of your basement. No worries anymore."
"You…" Lucien was very surprised. He never expected that Rhine knew this much about him. He was also glad that he did not have to worry about his underground lab anymore, which had been a burden on his heart for a long time since he just could not find a proper chance to destroy it.
"I know you want to thank me, and you’re welcome," Rhine said to Lucien, smiling, "I mean no harm toward you. I hope you can trust me."
"But why… Mr. Rhine?" asked Lucien. After all, the whole thing had nothing to do with Rhine at all.
"There’s no why." Rhine shrugged casually, "Maybe I just want to see a great musician making progress without being distracted by something trivial."
Then, Rhine raised his glass toward Lucien with a meaningful smile and left.
The party tonight was perfect because of Lucien’s serenade. Thus, Felicia exempted the debt that Lucien owned her to show her family’s appreciation.
At a cost of ten Thales, Felicia made a great deal with Lucien!


"A falling star has brought the chaos. The throne of fate has lost its master. The nonbeliever who walks in light and darkness will make his debut."
In this magic world, knowledge is power.

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Everyone was shocked with what just happened… even I was.

'Oh no. What did I do? My string of patience broke and I ended up pushing someone to the ground. Well, I've been angry since earlier because of all the stupidity of this drama queen but then she went and tried to touch Kaiden! Of all people! What did she expect? Should I smile and happily let her embrace my—I mean, we're just pretending, but as his girlfriend, I shouldn't let her, right? Ugh… This sucks.'

Sighing to myself, I shook my head and pressed on my temples.

"Are you alright, Senara?" Kaiden asked, not minding the drama queen on the floor.  That made me happy for some reason. Was I finally becoming evil like that sly fox Verrill?

"Ahm… actually, no." I confessed under my breath. I felt my face wretched on their own. Now that Kaiden was there, all my tough acts were gone, and I just felt so frustrated. Yeah, it felt so unfair!

My emotions came rushing within me. From the anger I felt when I was at the comfort room, listening to Ashley's trash talks about me hiring a ghostwriter for Armageddon, from the irritation of having to answer her demeaning questions, and up to just a moment ago—a feeling of disgust from seeing her trying to touch Kaiden! ARGH! I'm really very, very, angry! I'm furious!

I wanted to say it all out loud but words just stayed in my head—my lips didn't cooperate. I ended up just waving my hands, furrowing my face, and finally rolling my eyes, giving up trying to explain. In the end, tears formed in the corner of my eyes AGAIN. I always hated this weakness of mine. I easily cried whenever I felt an outburst of emotions, it's frustrating. How was I supposed to act tough like this?

Perhaps Kaiden noticed I couldn't explain myself so he pulled me close and embraced me. Feeling his warmth and smelling his familiar scent, my heart started to calm down. I buried my face in his chest and stopped thinking about anything.

"What happened here?" Kaiden asked the three of them. His gentle voice was gone, and all I was hearing was his cold tone.

Haaahh… I'm such a failure. I just said earlier that I wanted to resolve this myself and was planning to prove Ashley wrong about her speculations, but I ended up snapping. I really needed to work on my patience, jumping to conclusions, being a crybaby, and so many flaws that I had.

"Rae, can you tell us what happened?" Ms. Qian Yu turned to Rae, the only one left who hadn't said her piece.

"Honestly, it was Ashley's fault," Rae said bluntly.

Ashley's crocodile tears suddenly dried up and she quickly got up from her miserable position.

"You don't need to be afraid, Rae! Just because she's… you don't need to defend her. Tell them the truth!"

"I'm not trying to defend her. I'm simply stating facts."

"What did Ashley do?"

"She kept on asking irrelevant questions, trying to probe Senara's knowledge of the story because she didn't believe a sixteen year old could write such an amazing story. She thought that Senara must have bought the story somewhere or hired a ghostwriter."

As Rae told them what happened, Ms. Qian Yu gasped in shock and Ashley's breathing became intense.

"Then, Senara asked why she kept on asking useless questions. Ashley couldn't refute so she started crying until you two came and she ran for help."

"T-that's not… she's just siding with her because I…" Ashley's voice trembled.

'Oh my goodness. I already respected you since earlier, Rae, but now, I admire you more for your courage and blatant remarks, and honesty. Thank you so much!'

"Ah, I see. So you upset my girlfriend, and tried to touch me for the second time despite being warned not to," Kaiden concluded.

"I-I'm… I'm s-s-sorry."

"For a mere apprentice, you have guts to do that," Kaiden scoffed. "I hope you have the same guts to receive your due punishment as well."

Although I couldn't see Kaiden's face, I imagined it would be the same as that time when I first met him in an event—so evil and menacing. He had the tendency to look like a tyrant if he wanted to.

"Haaah… I'm really sorry about this, Kaiden, Senara," Ms. Qian Yu stepped in. "I'll take care of this. You may both go home now. I'll schedule another meeting with Rae and Senara in the future."

"There's nothing for you to apologize for. But I don't want to see her face ever again in the future. She's fired. And she's banned from all Red Dragon Holding companies and affiliates."

"No! P-Please, don't!" Ashley begged.

'I knew it. He was gonna fire her. Should I stop him and plead for her? Have mercy? It was a moment of stupidity but it didn't need to cost her whole career, right? What if her family needed her or something? Haaahhh… I'm angry at her and I don't like her but…'

Since my anger subsided, thanks to Kaiden's hug, I lifted up my head and looked at him.

"Kaiden, it's okay. You don't need to fire her," I pleaded, sighing. "Let's just say it was a mistake, and she learned from it. Besides, I'm okay now. There's no need to go that far."

"But she hurt you," Kaiden replied, back to his usual gentle tone towards me.

"It's alright. I'm no longer upset since you gave me a hug," I chuckled and grinned at him. Please, Kaiden, let this slide. "I prefer not working with her in the future so she can just go back to her usual task but there's no need to fire her, okay?"

Kaiden sighed. "Fine," he conceded. Turning to Ms. Qian Yu, he said, "I'll leave it up to you. We'll go now."

"Yes. Thank you."

"Oh, and thank you very much, Ms. Rae," I smiled towards the real screenwriter.

"Ah, it's nothing. Take care."

And with that, Kaiden and I bid our farewell to them. What a wonderful afternoon filled with drama.

[Written by the author of "The King's Beloved" which won "Nomination Award" from WSA 2020 contest]
"If you’re given a chance to live once more, will you take it? Even if… it comes at a cost?"
After working herself to death at a young age, Senara Lee woke up in her younger self. Thankful for a second chance, she made a promise that in this life, she would live for herself. While trying to rediscover her long-lost self, she befriended Kaiden Ma—a pro gamer she met online. What she didn’t know was that he was also the world-known handsome genius and the richest heir of the East. 

However, he had a little problem. One—he was way too grumpy; and two—he was mysophobic (hates touching). With his condition making it hard to find a partner, and his family pushing him for one, he made a deal with Senara to be his fake ‘girlfriend.’ And so, their hilarious and catastrophic game of fake relationship (with a twist) begins.

As Senara journeyed through her second life, alongside Kaiden and their friends, the “Guardians of Fate” laid in wait. What would they do with this romance that wasn’t supposed to be? And what was the cost of this new life she was given?
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