Collection of tales about warrios on the battlefields. A must read for any military fiction fan.

Collection of tales about warriors on the battlefields. A must read for any military fiction fan.

A Reincarnation due to bad Karma.
A Summoner's Journey based on jolly whim.

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Interesting dynamics. Plus one subscription, minus three. Plus four, minus two.

Probably, the reader expects a magic farmer ... and here ... a documentary series ... about politics, after the cold war ... detailed agriculture (although in truth it is not so detailed, 30 percent and 70 percent were left behind the narrative) . But even 30 percent of reality can lead to a loss of interest. And how much reality is needed?

Not more than 5 percent!

The novel should be more lively, the dialogue more colorful, less details ... more emotion and humor.

Then what attracts readers the most? Probably in the first place - the name. In the second - the genre, in the third - the reviews. Fourth - rating.

A good title is half the battle, since I drew the cover myself, it is not so attractive ... it means that the reader does not go because of it.

The genre is a fiction of reality, apparently assumes that the loser, having borrowed a magical thing, could overcome obstacles and become a cool rich man. Well, I'm not like that. Too unbelievable, even for fiction of reality. Life is a complicated thing, far from such as it is seen from the side. And there are many dark stripes in which clan foundations are hidden, which in fact are a brake on modifying and progress.

The fiction of reality ... in my understanding, these are possibilities, conditions, a certain argument, a tool in solving problems that are difficult to solve in real life.

Is it possible to create a new genre - fiction of a documentary story? Why not? I am sure that this genre will have its own, few readers.

If we talk about the notes about geography, they have their limitations.

The third review is usually the first reviewer writes what he thinks, but the second, third, fourth ... in order not to read the text, he relies on the previous one, mists a little, writes in his own words the thoughts of the previous reviewer. Of course, not everyone does it, but it's easier ... to save time, not to read a lot of letters, especially if their grammar is not very good and there are mistakes. But honor obliges, especially if it is a review - an exchange. Some people write reviews to gain experience, to get a new level.

Someone writes a review to activate ... someone to hone their skills of writing reviews, someone of interest in the work of the author. But there are not so many reviewers. Who agree to read 20-30-40 percent of the novel.

Therefore, it is somewhat doubtful to count on a review, 100 percent, to attract readers so that it is also credible. This is as lucky.

In my case, I was lucky, all the reviewers wrote what they thought and I am grateful for their advice and criticism for improving my novel.

The fourth point is the rating. As in science, with the Hirsch indices, there is always the possibility of artificially winding them. Therefore, to evaluate the work of a scientist only on these metric parameters is extremely not reliable. Ratings, as can be seen from practice, can be either screwed up or lowered. This is a whole business.

Therefore, in order to get more or less an idea of ​​a novelty, you will still have to read it ... and when you read ... then ... presented in the mind, differs from what you expect ... from what you see. In view of this, and subscribers go.

In addition, in the reviews, the authors write that they expect constructive criticism, pointing out mistakes, but in fact not everyone is ready to accept it. Agree with this, correct the mistakes. After all, we are authors, we believe that our work is simply gorgeous. But the evaluation from the side shows weaknesses. The ability to apply cryptics is not given to everyone. At the same time, of course, the criticism must be within the framework of network ethics, without any labeling, rudeness, mockery of the author. We, readers, appreciate the work, the novel and not the author himself.

The bottom line is - if our visions are different from reality, we are looking for something different, new.

And as a general conclusion, to get an idea of ​​the novel, you need to trust only your opinion)))

Thoughts of why and why stories are written.

All the same English, he has not improved in 18 days.

I'll figure something out, try to correct the text.

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This is a work of art. Any resemblance to real people or real events is purely coincidental.

harvey pov

ugh wear am i i cant see anything fuck and why cant i feel my legs i cant move  damn it im stuck what happened the last thing I remember was being on my computer reading fan fiction and... fuck  who new dropping the best fan fiction story ive ever read would kill me...that just makes me feel even more pathetic 

2 months later... ok i can open my eyes now lets seee... ok this is just naaasty what the hell is that black slimy stuff i should have paid more attention to my history class because this suff i- idont know what this is and it is freaking me out. this must be the mothers womb  so im still a baby that must be why I cant feel anything ok i see two more other things forming probably siblings  you know what ive read a lot of fanfics about reincarnation but it is very different when you ACTUALLY EXPERIENCE IT.

5months later hello every body  Harvey is back  and let me tell you guys something drinking from this slimy nasty curve tube from your moms womb is disgusting  i felt the need to curse any deity up there that put me in this position why couldn't you just leave me unconscious

2 months later dudabuudeedadububabudeedadudabudeedadubudadbubee ba~ wooomb~ im stuck in the womb of my soon to be mother~ you would think that it is impossible~ im setting here doing nothing its torrrrtturrre~ but i endurrre~ i know i had adhd before~ but now  im very bored~ im singing quietly too myself  did everything to~ ok i hate this place maybe if i kick i can get out 

2months later ... and i am bored as hell  you know ive always had a problem with patience now this is just mocking me   from as of now this is this part is the part when i get out yess i feel it something is pushing me out IM FREEE IM FREE I SEE THE LIGHT im crying tears of joy

Mc reincarnated as an Au Naruto in the world of Dragonball.

Female Goku.

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Li Zheng did not hurry to leave school after he escaped from the demonic clutches of Discipline Mistress Sun.
He wanted to experiment a little further regarding relaxation. He wanted to at least experience all of the relaxation activities he could engage in within the school.
He started to brainstorm.
"What would I be doing if there was a sudden long holiday without any stress?" he thought.
"If it was up to me, I would probably read a few books that I did not have the time and patience to read before.
"Yes, reading, a mode of relaxation adopted by many.
"Even better, it can improve the score of my essays.
"Two birds with one stone.
"Perfect."
As a high school that boasted its quality of education, there was a library in Cherry Lake High School.
Even though the library was not large, it did hold most mainstream publications and popular novels.
Li Zheng did not dawdle. He seized the opportunity and returned to the main block, then followed the corridor eastward, directly toward the library.
The school library was a refurbished classroom. Half the room was occupied by shelves, while benches took up the other half. There were racks on the empty walls containing all the magazines and newspapers.
"Good, it's very quiet," he thought.
He looked toward the only other person in the library as he got out his student card.
It was a girl. She was reading a magazine that looked to be "Science Fiction World."
At this moment, the girl seemed to have caught a whiff of something. She slowly lowered her magazine a little and revealed a gaze that was not to be trifled with.
"Lin Yujing!" he thought.
"It's her again!"
"Hm…" Lin Yujing covered her face with the magazine in a hurry and pulled back her head.
Li Zheng was a little embarrassed.
He was not deliberately tailing her.
Li Zheng thought, "Isn't this too coincidental?
"Why is she around, no matter where I go?
"Why haven't I bumped into her like this in the past?"
Suddenly, Li Zheng stared at Lin Yujing.
"I have only cared about my studies in the past and did not engage in any other superfluous activities," Li Zheng thought.
"But today, all I want to do is relax.
"Also, I will always bump into Lin Yujing whenever I come to an ideal spot for relaxation.
"What does this mean?
"It means that I have stepped onto the right track.
"A person who's good with their studies should relax like that.
"In fact, it can be said that I am not as good as Lin Yujing in my studies because I do not prioritize rest and study overly hard.
"Lin Yujing must be feeling angry and frustrated because her study technique has been discovered.
"I am rather ashamed. It took too long for me to be enlightened."
Li Zheng rubbed his palms together as he walked toward the rack of magazines after he handed over his student card. He started to browse through the magazines.
[Relaxation activity detected: Reading.]
[Energy recovery rate: 1.6. Daily limit of 40 minutes.]
[The efficiency cannot be increased.]
Li Zheng forced a smile. Even though the rate of recovery was less than what he expected, it was still acceptable.
The next question was which magazine to read.
He deliberated, "Magazines like 'Popular Photography' and 'Traveler' cultivate one's tastes.
"Magazines like 'Bosom Friend' and 'Story China' not only cultivate one's tastes but also boost essay writing skills.
"Isn't it obvious?"
Just as he was about to pick out a copy of "Bosom Friend," Li Zheng saw the September issue of "Science Fiction World."
He involuntarily turned around to look at Lin Yujing.
She was holding the newest October issue of "Science Fiction World."
Li Zheng thought, "It looks like she reads every issue.
"Strange, very strange.
"Why would a girl like science fiction?
"Don't girls like sentimental teenage literature?"
Li Zheng had already noticed through various incidents that Lin Yujing never did anything casually. Everything she did was in preparation for her studies.
It was not an accident that she chose "Science Fiction World."
Li Zheng arrived at another epiphany.
He thought, "Not only do science fiction novels contain much science-related information, but they can also expand the imagination and widen ideas.
"Isn't this the most important thing when it comes to solving difficult questions?
"Furthermore, science fiction novels can also boost essay writing skills.
"What's more terrifying is that science fiction novels are not mere novels. They cover topics like math, physics, chemistry, history, geography, politics, and even philosophy, sociology, and psychology.
"This information can be used even after she enters a university or steps into society.
"Lin Yujing, you little intelligent imp!
"It's no wonder that the last big question on tests always pulls our scores apart."
Li Zheng pulled out the September issue of "Science Fiction World" without thinking and impatiently sat down in a seat close to the door. He flipped open the magazine and started to read.
Bam!
Lin Yujing suddenly slammed her magazine onto the table.
She glared at Li Zheng with a spiteful gaze. It was as though her last bit of territory had been polluted.
Li Zheng felt a little guilty.
He thought, "Both meditating at the pavilion and the choice of the magazine were study techniques that Lin Yujing might have spent a long time to discover.
"As for me, I spied these techniques and used them as my own. I do feel embarrassed.
"Yes, I can't just take advantage of Lin Yujing.
"I should compensate her with something of value."
Li Zheng put down his magazine in a hurry and took out his test paper from his backpack.
"I have a simpler way of solving the last question here," he said. Li Zheng grabbed his test paper. He felt a little heartache at revealing his discovery but decisively unfolded the paper. "Come, let me teach you. Just this once."
"Ah!" Lin Yujing grabbed her head in despair. She leaped up and grabbed her bag, then bolted out the door.
Li Zheng sighed a moment later.
"It looks like she still feels that her losses are greater and does not want to accept this compensation," he thought.
"She could, at the very least, come and take a look at my answer before she decides whether or not to accept it.
"It can't be helped. Women are very emotional.
"And being emotional is not good for studying."
Li Zheng could not help but look toward the October issue of "Science Fiction World" that Lin Yujing left behind.
"Look, look," he thought.
"Another loss for her?"
Li Zheng stood up in a hurry. He jogged over to Lin Yujing's spot and swiped the magazine.
The old librarian at the door of the library suddenly asked, "Kid, do you two know each other?"
"We're from the same class." Li Zheng returned to his seat with the two magazines in hand.
"She did not take her student card." The old man put on his glasses and read the card Lin Yujing left behind in detail, "Class 2-4, Lin Yujing… Is Class 2-4 still led by Chunmei?"
"Yes, Mrs. Hu Chunmei," Li Zheng said as he nodded.
"She's still taking classes?" The old man probed, "Is she done with her surgery?"
"Surgery?"
"Oh… It's nothing…" The old man waved his hand in a hurry, "Please take her student card along with you when you leave."
"No, thank you. Let her come collect it herself." Li Zheng shook his head as he said, "It's not like it would be lost if the card was placed here."
"Hehe." The old man took off his glasses and smiled as he waved the student card. "Kid, these years are the only few where you can be together with so many girls your age every day. I can't return to those years even if I wanted to. Don't blame me for not giving you a chance."
Li Zheng froze. He looked toward the old man cautiously.
The old man had a thin face and a lush head of silver hair. He looked like an old academic.
Li Zheng thought to himself, "He sounds self-righteous.
"But the words he spoke and the thoughts he has...
"Are too evil.
"I should not start chatting with a person like that, in case he corrupts my heart and brain."
Li Zheng did not comment and continued to read his book.
"Hey, have a chat with me. I sit here all day long, and there are not many other people." The old man picked up Li Zheng's student card and only caught a clear glimpse after squinting and holding the card further away from his face. "Li Zheng… Hm, the name fits the person…"
Li Zheng did not speak.
The old man asked, as despicable as always, "Oh Li Zheng, aside from studying, what do you guys do on a normal day?"
Li Zheng did not speak.


[Have you become more learned today?]
[Accounting for the capacity of your brain, your study efficiency has been increased to 28 times that of normal.]
[The remaining amount of energy you have for studying today, 26 hours.]
[You will enter an exhausted state when your energy is depleted and be unable to obtain new information.]
[Please relax by using the functions within the system and restore your energy as soon as possible.]
With limited energy and the onset of fatigue, the Study Monster had no time to think too much.
Had the heavens not grant me this system, the unending sea of knowledge would seem like a long night.



The Cocker Spaniel that Meng Li brought over was well trained, and didn't bark or wander around everywhere. It lay quietly on the floor, sniffed, blinked its big eyes, and stared at the kitchen of the small restaurant, where the aroma of cooked food was coming from. 
Zhang Zian took a few sips of his orange juice, then thought silently about the letters on the napkin.　　
Since they were talking about science fiction, he remembered a fiction story he'd read in the past. He asked, "Professor Meng, I'm wondering if you've read a short fantasy story, called the Book of Sand?"　　
"Book of Sand?"　　　　
This time, it was Meng Li's turn to feel shocked. He was bending over to comb out his Cocker Spaniel's fur. Cocker Spaniels had naturally curly long fur, which easily tangled and needed frequent combing. Otherwise, they would look sleazy. Besides from studying, his graduate students had another assignment to comb the dog's hair, which made them joke that they were working at a cotton mill.　
Meng Li thought for a while and was certain that this name was unfamiliar. He hadn't read it.　　
"Like I said, I rarely read science fiction. Most of the books I read are about math. You have to keep learning these days, otherwise you'll get outdated very easily." He smiled. "Is this Book of Sand an interesting read?"　　
"No, despite the fact that it's called Book of Sand, it's not an actual book, but a short fantasy story with only 2000 words. The author is the Argentinean writer, Jorge Luis Borges. This is his most recognized work," explained Zhang Zian. He'd read the story a long time ago, but he still remembered it because it was so mind-blowing.  
"Oh?" Meng Li was slightly interested. "In math, brevity is beauty. A story of 2000 words is somehow this author's most recognized work? It must be deep in thought and artistic. What is it about?"　　
Zhang Zian recalled this science fiction story and began retelling it.　　
In the beginning of Book of Sand, the hero was an ordinary man living in an ordinary house. One day, a stranger visited him with a suitcase. The stranger was selling the Bible, but the man was not interested, as he already owned a few Bibles. Then the stranger took out another book. It wasn't a Bible, but the cover read The Holy Book.　　
After flipping open The Holy Book, the protagonist found that the page numbers were odd. They weren't in sequential order, but completely random. Most importantly, the page number of the book was endless, and he could never find the beginning nor the end. New pages always appeared out of nowhere, and the book had pictures like a dictionary.　　
The stranger said that he bought this book from a village. The salesperson called it The Book of Sand, as it was endless like sand.　　
It was a very strange book, but the stranger was willing to sell it to the man at a relatively low price. In fact, he'd wanted to get rid of it for a long time.　　
After getting this book, that man also became its slave. He stopped going out, for he loved the book so much that he couldn't step away from it. He studied it all day and night, because of his obsessive interest in it. He could no longer sleep. And even if he did sleep, he dreamed about it all the time.　　
Like the stranger, the man suddenly realized that his life would be completely ruined if he continued on this way. So he decided to get rid of this nightmare just as the stranger did.　
After getting this far, Zhang Zian suddenly started acting mysterious and asked, "Can you guess how the hero got rid of the book?"　　
Meng Li was completed drawn in by this odd story. He stopped combing the Cocker Spaniel's fur and took a guess. "Did he sell it to somebody else, like the stranger did?"
Zhang Zian smiled. "He did something smarter. He hid it like a tree in the forest. When nobody was watching, he hid the book on a bookshelf of a national library with 0.9 million books, and tried not to remember which shelf it was. He never even visited the street where the library was."　　
Meng Li knocked on the table with excitement. "Great idea! If he did so, this Book of Sand could no longer be found, unless some extremely unlucky guy picked it up, with a chance of 1 out of 0.9 million!"　　
Zhang Zian smiled bitterly.  This extremely unlucky is sitting right in front of you, and offered you a glass of orange juice.　
He remembered that when Pi first arrived at the pet shop, it would make a gesture of slipping sand out of its hand. Back then, he thought that it was referring to the sand of Ganges river. Could he be wrong?　　
"So is the story is over?" Meng Li was looking forward to hearing more.　　
Zhang Zian nodded. "It's finishes with an open ending. Professor, is this Book of Sand similar to The Hyperwebster Dictionary?"
Meng Li said, "Indeed. But the Hyperwebster is more rigorous, and it does have a beginning."　　
Zhang Zian agreed on this. The Hyperwebster was a theory of science, but the Book of Sand was a fantasy of literature. They shared some similarities only in certain aspects.
"Either the Hyperwebster or the Book of Sand, if they do exist, would be very precious. Aren't they? They would be the most impressive books on Earth. Or if there are other civilizations in the universe, could they come up with better books?" he asked.　　
He remembered that Galaxy once said the nameless book was the most impressive book on the earth, but not in the universe.　　
Meng Li asked, "Impressive? Of course. Except that both books have limitations, which is because they're written in English, and are limited to the 26 letters. Some ideas can't be expressed by just 26 English letters. If some civilization in the universe has a more comprehensive linguistic system, they could theorize a better version of the Hyperwebster."　　
Zhang Zian nodded. This confirmed Galaxy's remark.　　
"If you got a copy of the Book of Sand, or the Hyperwebster, what would you do?" He tentatively asked again.　　
Meng Li was drinking his orange juice. He stopped after hearing these words.　　
"Get a copy? Neither of these two book are supposed to exist in real life. How would I get a copy?" He pushed the question back with a scientist's rationality.　　
"In theory, let's suppose you had one." Zhang Zian clarified.　　
"Well..." Meng Li thought about it. "If I got the Book of Sand, I might read it. If I would end up getting obsessed over it like the man from the story...I'm not sure, maybe. A lot of people crave knowledge, after all. But if I got the Hyperwebster, well, it's hard to say. The words might be in random order. I wouldn't be able to read even if I try. Perhaps I would give it to the government." 　　
He was half joking.　　
"This is my other question." Zhang Zian ignored his joke. "If the words in the Hyperwebster are in random order, how can you know that it contains all knowledge and all of the great writings?"　　
Meng Li murmured, "This is theoretical. Theories are theories, after all. They never consider the obstacles of actually reading it."　　
Zhang Zian continued. "Have you heard this quote: My life has an end, but knowledge is endless?"　　
"Yes. I may be a mathematician, but I know this famous quote." Meng Li smiled. "It means that, our lives are limited, but knowledge is limitless. How is this related to our discussion about the Hyperwebster and the Book of Sand?"　　
"It is, in fact, very much related." Zhang Zian spoke firmly. "Professor Meng, do you know the second half of this quote?"　　
"Well..." Meng Li had no idea.　　
The first half of this quote was well-known, but the second half was often ignored. A lot of famous quotes were like this. People only took the parts that they needed, and twisted the original meanings. Such as the quote: When your parents are still around, you travel too far. It was often used to teach people to treat their parents properly. However, in the original text of Confucius, the second half was: If you travel, you must have a plan.
"The second half is: Chasing the endless with the limited is dangerous!" Zhang Zian answered his own question.　　
Meng Li considered the second half of the quote, and compared it to the first half. Then he said with uncertainty, "I'm not an expert in ancient literature. The second half means pursuing unlimited knowledge with my limited life is doomed to fail?"　
"Correct."　　
"Our ancestor's words still make sense today," exclaimed Meng Li.　
"I agree," said Zhang Zian half-heartedly. This was all his self-reflection. He understood something, more or less.　　
That untitled book, whether it was the Hyperwebster or the Book of Sand, or some other imaginary book of another civilization in the universe, was endless. But human beings were still limited. Pursuing the neverending with the limited was destined to fail. Therefore, nobody could read the nameless book on their own. As he flipped open the nameless book in attempt to understand it, he was making this mistake.
The man from the Book of Sand, out of his thirst for knowledge, was making the same mistake as well. He didn't realize that knowledge was without bounds, but his time was limited.　
It really was true. My life has an end, but knowledge is endless. Chasing the endless with the limited is dangerous!　　
Unless...　　
Meng Li realized this at the same time. "A limited person cannot read an endless book, unless there are endless numbers of people. If an infinite number of people are reading the Hyperwebster at the same time, and each person is extracting meaningful words and connect them into lines and articles, then they are pursuing infinity with infinity."　
"But how can there be infinite numbers of people? It's still meaningless." He shook his head and sighed.　　
No, it is meaningful, said Zhang Zian silently to himself.　　
He understood why Galaxy could read the nameless book. It had been through an infinite number of reincarnations, and had the infinity feature.　　
Famous was going through reincarnations with Galaxy in the Imagined World, and touched the border of infinity. That was why it could see blurry words.　　
Pi could read it, as it must have also possessed the infinite feature.　　
One could only understand the nameless book by pursuing infinity with infinity.　　



1. Download a suspicious game
2. Catch a few magical pets as partners
3. Go through interesting daily routines and lead the pet shop to a whole new level

Anne Savey Open-air Restaurant, Stratford, UK!

Milan: This is the first Sunday of the year, But it is not, Every Sunday, I will invite you to eat in this restaurant. You know, this restaurant is very famous here, so I can't invite my good friends to eat here often, because it will make me poor. In fact, I am really poor now. You know, as a writer, life is always hard before I become famous.

Meida: So I know, If you want to invite me to dinner here, I must come, because such an opportunity is very rare, it is precisely because you have not yet become a famous writer, so every meal you invite me to eat is very precious, so I must cherish it, because when you invite me to eat, every sum of money we spend will be remembered by you.

Milan: Aren't you afraid to eat with me? You know, I will firmly remember that even when I was not so rich, I invited you to eat a lot of big meals.

Meida: Because I trust my friends, He will certainly become a famous writer. Because I have seen your efforts, you have written many fairy tale science fiction novels. Although no publishing house has come to you and no animation film company wants to buy the film and television copyright of these fairy tale science fiction novels, I like your fairy tale science fiction novels very much, that's enough!

Milan: Thank you for encouraging me!

Meida: But I don't like people who encourage others very much. I'm just a person who likes to tell the truth!

Milan: You make me happy!

Meida: As for the fairy tale science fiction books you wrote, I have read them all. Now, do you have any new plans?

Milan picked up a small piece of steak on his plate with a fork and handed it to Meida's mouth. Meida did not hesitate to bite the small piece of steak.

Milan: I had a strange dream, And I decided to write the story I dreamed of into a novel. In the dream, I dreamed of a man named Arthur. Yes, he was King Arthur. Of course, in the story I dreamed of, besides him, there were many people, such as a girl named Judy. The story took place in the Middle Ages, which was an era of constant war and bad.

Milan: All you have to do now is eat and listen to me quietly!

Milan: If I write the story I dreamed of, So although this story is still a fairy tale, it cannot be called fairy tale science fiction. I once felt that I should concentrate on writing fairy tale science fiction. However, this dream impressed me deeply, so I decided to break the rule I had set for myself, that is, to try to write this story.

Milan: Although this story took place in the chaotic era of the Middle Ages, it is still a fairy tale. The reason why I call this story a fairy tale is that in this story, some beautiful things happened to the heroine Judy and the hero Arthur, and their ending was perfect.

Milan: Now that you have read all the fairy tales I have written, I have decided to tell this fairy tale that has not yet been written to you alone.

Milan: That's right! Right now!

Milan: So now you just need to concentrate on eating and listening to my story!

Milan: I believe you will have the patience to listen to me finish this story! Because you are my best friend, since childhood, you have always been.

Milan began to tell this story to her best friend Meida:

Middle Ages, Britain Island, Stratford!

Arthur: I have been here many times, but every time I come here, I can see you. Surprisingly, even though we have met each other and each other many times, you have never taken the initiative to greet me. As a knight, I regard my sword as important as my dignity! Therefore, it is best to be careful for me. After seeing me later, you should remember to say hello. This is called courtesy, understand? Ms. Judy.

Judy: I'm not surprised, You will call out my name, because you and my father are old acquaintances, and every time you come here, you will chat with him, and you will drink in the process of chatting. My father is a sword maker and doesn't have so many hearts, so after he gets drunk, he will tell the truth about what you ask him.

Arthur: He must also tell the truth, because he is talking to a knight. If someone lies to the knight, then the knight will raise his sword in response to him! Therefore, I hope you can tell me honestly what you do and who you work for. A woman is doing things like a sword maker and even doing things that the traditional sword maker does not do, so you have to arouse suspicion!

Judy: I just think, If a knight's sword in his hand is tougher than that of his enemy, then when the knight fights with his enemy, the chances of winning will be greatly increased. Although I am a woman, I agree with my status as a sword maker. I just want to build a sword that is sharper and tougher.

Arthur: A woman, who can't even lift a sledgehammer, wants to build a sword that is better than all other sword makers. Should I say you are wishful thinking? To laugh at you without scruple, or should I say that you have commendable courage and great dreams, and then say a series of encouraging words to you.

Judy: If you are willing to encourage me, I don't mind!

Arthur: Indeed, if you can be encouraged by a knight, then you will be greatly encouraged.

Judy: Your sword was made by my father, so for me, what inspires me is that there is a knight who is willing to believe that I am fighting with the sword I have made.

At this moment, Judy took two long swords to the front of Knight Arthur. One of the two long swords was forged by Judy's father and the other was forged by Judy. The purpose of Knight Arthur's visit was to take the sword!

Arthur: What qualifications do you have for me to use your sword? You are just an unknown sword maker. If I use your sword and win the battle, and the news is known by other knights, there will be many knights coming. Then, can you continue to concentrate on realizing your great dream?

Judy: Can I make a sword that is sharper and tougher? This is my business, Therefore, what you are really worried about is whether the brave Arthur Knight will be laughed at by other knights if he wears a sword made by a female sword maker. I can assure you that I will not reveal to anyone that I made the sword worn by the brave Arthur Knight, even my father, I will not tell him!

Heya! Welcome to my book! I do hope you enjoy your time here! Do let me know what you think! :))

~**~

BLURB:

As far as Timothy Carter knew, his parents were dead. They died in a fire when he was eight years old. He has lived in an orphanage throughout his childhood years. But when he runs into a mysterious girl, and a band of curious people, he finds out that his parents are alive and that they want him to come home. 

Home. A place he had never known before. 

The girl claims that they were sent by his parents to find him. Could she be telling the truth? Or was it all a plot just to get him to come with them?

As they near the world where Timothy was born, they come across deathly challenges, games of trust and deception, and strange phenomena he only saw in dreams and imagination. 

Everything that Timothy thought was fake and were only found in myths and science fiction stories were true.

He learns the answer to why they were sent to bring him back, and why he was cast away in the first place. 

As he dives deeper into the truth of his identity, he finds himself in the middle of an ancient war, in a world he didn't know he played a huge role in, until now. His choices would define peace and conflict, life and death, order and chaos.

In a world he barely knew at all, he must decide what is right in order to protect it.

He must find a way to put an end to this war, at all costs. 

Only then will he be able to come home. 

~**~

WARNINGS (PLEASE READ!!!)

If you get triggered by the things that will be mentioned below, please do not continue reading this book (recommend it to your friends instead :D)

The genre of this book is pretty confusing. Generally, it is categorized as Fantasy. However, this book also has two other genres: Science Fiction and Romance so if these genres do not fit your taste, then don't continue to read.

I am also not that good of a writer so please feel free to throw me some constructive criticism. I do appreciate that greatly. I also apologize in advance for typographical errors. Please understand that when I edit, I mean edit some stuff that I wanna add and take out some stuff that I don't like. 

And no, I haven't gone to that part in the editing phase that actually focuses on grammar and wording and stuff like that. I do edit some of that whenever pointed out and when I feel like it but other than that, please bear with me. Hehe.

Note: This is also the first draft. Any edits I say I make are minimal.

Focus When Writing: Plot progression, dialogues, concepts, exposition. 
(I won't be focusing on grammar and wording a whole lot tho xD. I'll gladly appreciate critiques of any kind tho, they are really helpful for me :D)

Trigger Warnings: This book contains fight scenes, emotional traumas (such as grief, heartbreak etc...), moral dilemmas, death, graphic violence (although shown later in the book), violence, war, phobias, mental disorders and the likes. 

~**~

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© 2020 by Clarissa Archello
(aka. @/dessertChapman)

book cover words and layout by Clarissa Archello

Disclaimer: The image is not mine. If the owner wants proper credit or wants to take it down, please contact me immediately. 

This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

©All rights reserved 2020

No part of this book may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise, without the prior written permission of the author

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As far as Timothy Carter knew, his parents were dead. They died in a fire when he was eight years old. He has lived in an orphanage throughout his childhood years. 

But when he runs into a mysterious girl, and a band of curious people, he finds out that his parents are alive and that they want him to come home. 

Home. A place he had never known before.

The girl claims that they were sent by his parents to find him. Could she be telling the truth? Or was it all a plot just to get him to come with them?

As they near the world where Timothy was born, they come across deathly challenges, games of trust and deception, and strange phenomena he only saw in dreams and imagination. 

Everything that Timothy thought was fake and were only found in myths and science fiction stories were true.

He learns the answer to why they were sent to bring him back, and why he was cast away in the first place. As he dives deeper into the truth of his identity, he finds himself in the middle of an ancient war, in a world he didn't know he played a huge part in, until now. 

His choices would define peace and conflict, life and death, order and chaos.

In a world he barely knew at all, he must decide what is right in order to protect it.
He must find a way to put an end to this war, at all costs. 

Only then will he be able to come home. 

~**~


| Genre: Fantasy | Sci-Fi | Romance |

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