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David lay next to Angeline after their bed game which had lasted nearly three hours. David briefly kissed Angeline on the forehead and lay beside her. Angeline looked so tired that she closed her eyes even though she didn't sleep.
 The two of them were breathing completely roaring, and it was unlikely that they would return to their normal breathing tempo anytime soon.
   David changed his sleeping position to his side, while supporting his head with his bent left arm and turning it into a pillow. David looked at Angeline's tired face, which he thought was no less attractive than Angeline's sleeping face.
   Even if David had to be honest, Angeline's tired face was dozens of times more attractive than her sleeping face. Or he could say, sexier.
   But suddenly there was a thought that he somehow wanted to put it into words.
   "What kind of name do you want to give for our child?"
   Angeline, who had closed her eyes, opened them slowly, turned and looked back at David's eyes. "It depends, later the baby will be born a boy or a girl."
 "If the baby is born as a girl?"
 Angeline thought for a moment, and David patiently waited for her.
 "Mmm… if the baby is born as a girl, I want a name that seems elegant, but also strong. In that sense, she will be a beautiful and strong girl in going through life's trials, no matter how tough it is."
   David frowned at Angeline's answer. "Why do you think that our child will face life's heavy burdens?"
   Angeline also rounded her eyes. Again, an expression full of guilt resumed there. "I don't mean to offend your life, I've also had some sad life experiences. I know, not only you, but I also won't let that happen to our child. But despite all that, we can't predict anything that will happen in our child's life in the future. And I want, when the time comes, our children will be strong children and will be strong in any condition. "
 David smiled, gently stroked Angeline's face to get rid of traces of guilt, which, although it did not diminish Angeline's beauty in the slightest, still made David's heart feel bad. "Okay, I understand. It's okay."
   "But," said Angeline hanging, which made David wait for what the next word would be said by the girl he loved so much. "I also want our child to have a simple character, in the sense that she will be happy even with small things, so that she can grow up to be a person who is good at being grateful for whatever is valuable to her."
   David nodded in agreement with Angeline's wish. "Then, what kind of name do you want?"
 "If it's a girl … maybe, Bella?"
   "Bella?" asked David with reassurance.
 "Yep. Bella means beautiful. And for her last name… hmm… Kenward?"
   "Kenward? Sounds like a boy's name."
 Angeline pursed her lips. The expression Angeline showed even made David feel that it was very cute and wanted to gently kiss those seductive lips. But David realized, if he did, the things they would continue next would not stop with a light lip kiss, because they were naked, both David and Angeline would both feel a desire that would make them repeat what they just finished doing; super-sexy bed's game.
 "Not really." protested Angeline. "Try combining the two names, Bella Kenward. Doesn't sound like a boy's name, does it?"
 "That's right. So, Bella Kenward?"
   Angeline smiled, " ... Stockholm."
 "Stockholm? Are you going to use that name?"
Angeline changed her expression, it seemed that what she was going to say had a deep meaning. David, who realized it, was silent and waited for Angeline to let out the contents from her mind.
   "I know, Stockholm is a name that is very feared in the world you once lived in. But, what I remember, that name is the name given to your adoptive father who has died. I see you love and respect your adoptive father even though he is gone, so I guess the name is both a gift and the best gift you have ever received from him. For proof, you are using the name Stockholm as the name of the company you are currently running."
 David thought for a moment. What was hard for David to believe was, Angeline realized that too. Realizing why until now David still keeps the name Stockholm. Because Stockholm is not just a name that seems dashing and intimidating, but Stockholm is the name his adoptive father gave him, and also maybe the name David Stockholm is the only gift he can keep until now from his late adoptive father, the former boss of the mafia who is most feared and also respected at that time, Hendrick Brasco.
 However, David is still not completely sure about giving their son the last name 'Stockholm'. Because, although that name is quite feared in the Underworld, it is possible that it will also bring something unexpected to them in the future. Because, no one can predict what will happen in the Underworld.
 No matter how scary the name was, people could just use it as the weakness of the David family. It's not that David doesn't want people to know his childs because of the last name he gave for them, however, before David can completely control the situation in the Underworld, David won't let his guard down even just a little.
   "Then, how about a boy?"
   "Don't you want to give him a name? I decide the name if the baby born is a girl. But, I want you to name it if the baby born is a boy." asked Angeline back. After all, David was the father, so he also deserved to give him a name.
 David thought for a moment. "I think his name should be something that means handsome."
 "Only handsome?"
   David smiled, "Of course not, I'm not done yet."
   "Oh, okay, go on." said Angeline who let David continue what he wanted to say.
   "Hmm ... and I want that child to be a symbol of our love."
   "You mean, you want a combination of my name and yours? Isn't that a pretty old thing?"
 David looked at Angeline, seemingly wanting to make his protest. "Old fashioned? I don't think there's a word 'old' to express love."
   "It's because you're kind of 'bucin'."
 "Bucin?"
   "Yeah, bucin. I saw it from the posts of Asian celebrities, or maybe more precisely from Indonesia. They often write the word 'bucin' in their captions, and bucin stands for 'Budak-Cinta', that means Slave-Love, a slave for love. Like, someone who got overacted for everything about love." Angeline explained, and David only listened without trying to listen deeper, because basically David is not really interested in cyberspace or what is commonly called social media.
   "I don't mind being called a slave to love, because I really—"
   "Stop it ... I know that the continuation of that super cheesy line is, because I am indeed a slave to your love. I don't want you to become a slave, understand?"
   David only smiled at Angeline's sudden expression. "Fine, so I'll just name it if the baby is born as a boy."
 Now Angeline was really waiting for what David would say. It was more thrilling than the elimination round of American Got Talents, or more tense than when Bella kissed Edward on the lips for the first time in Twilight movie.
   "Adonis … " David paused for a moment. "Daveline Stockholm."
   Wait a minute.
   Isn't that name too predictable?
 Adonis, which means handsome.
 Daveline is a combination of the names David and Angeline, Dave-Line.
   And Stockholm … there's no need to elaborate, because they both really understand what the name means.
   David could see that Angeline looked quite surprised. "So, it's predictable, huh?"
   Angeline also let go of a little laugh that she had been trying to endure all along. "I just found out that you are a very 'straight' person in giving a name, especially the name for our first child."
 "If you don't like it, we can think of another name."
   "There's no need for that." interrupted Angeline quickly. "I like that name too. Besides, you have to give our baby a name too, not just me."
   "So, we have agreed, if the baby who is born is a girl, the name will be Bella Kenward Stockholm, and if the baby is a boy, then the name will be Adonis Daveline Stockholm."
   Angeline smiled, her eyes filled with tears, making David also feel the happiness that was being felt by Angeline. "Yep, Bella, and Dave."
   David also gently stroked Angeline's face. "Whoever is born, whether it's Bella or Dave, I promise I will make them feel very loved by their parents."
 "But, I don't want our children to be spoiled children. As much as possible, I want them to be children who have a sense of responsibility and can solve their problems well."
   David grinned broadly, with intentions that Angeline had not known. "Children? So you want more than one child?"
   "Why do you ask like that? Of course we don't know in the future we will still have another child or not."
   "Alright." David said in a hanging tone, making Angeline frown.
   "How many children do you want?"
   Hearing Angeline ask such questions, made David show a combination of fingers that was strange enough to form the number of three, it was two index fingers and one middle finger.
 "Three?" said Angeline trying to guess, but David gave a head shake which made Angeline even more confused.
 And after a while of not getting an answer from David, Angeline immediately rounded her eyes perfectly when she realized what David meant.
   "What?! Are you crazy? No! There's no way I can give birth to twelve children!"
 "Why not? Our financial condition is even more than enough to support twenty more children for their whole lifetime."
   "Hey, I'm human too, not a child making machine!"
   David just chuckled, while Angeline still pursed her lips.
 David really likes to tease Angeline, because the expression Angeline always shows whenever David teases her looks very cute.
 David felt very fortunate to have such a beautiful and adorable wife like Angeline.


Warning:
This story contains elements of 21 years and over (R-18 in British Board's Classification) such as intense romance, brutal action, discussion of various kinds of gun, betrayal and the use of harsh language that are uncomfortable for some readers.

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     Power, Wealth and Women.

     Growing up in a foster environment of a famous mafia made David Stockholm must be dragged into the world full of desire. Spending his teenage-life surrounded by bullets and blood makes him a scary person.

     Although he has now grown into a CEO of a multi-national company that is classified as one of the ten richest companies in the world, and has the charm like a Greek God still can not cover his identity as a sadistic and merciless mafia. Even though he had almost everything, there was still a turmoil in his heart.

     The thing he has never been satisfied by all that he has achieved so far by sweat and blood.

     What if Angeline Youngblood, a charming and innocent girl who was always worshiped and usually became an object of wild fantasy by every single men, had something--that no other woman had--that could make David feel fulfilled; his deepest desires.

     But David's old sin which he had left behind a dozen years ago now reappeared, threatening his life and those around him, making David have to give all he had to protect it.

     "No matter how many bullets have to be embedded in my body. No matter how much blood I have left. As long as I can breathe, this breath will always protect you."

The canteen episode was not put into the group's heart at all. But when their summoning class came over, it really made them remember what they forgot.
Before they reached their room for their summoning class, they heard their classmates discussing the name of their groups. Apparently all of them did not submit a name in advance due to various reasons. But unlike Harvey's group, they at least had ample time to discuss a good name.
"Today was the last day for the group names? So that's what we have forgotten!" Khelly exclaimed.
"Well what can we do now? We only have a few minutes to decide the name before sir Nelson will call me to report." Harvey said with a heavy face. It can't be blamed on him after all, after all everyone in their group was busy with their own things. Something like this is bound to be put behind their minds.
"I don't want my group to be forever Harvey's group forever! Guys let's brainstorm!" Khelly said with vigor.
"I'm not good with names you know! Better not ask me for ideas lest I will suggest something similar to 'Four masters and a Dog'!." Ryan said while covering his face.
"Well that name is not bad." Khelly said it, kind of fits her aesthetics.
Harvey showed an expression of disgust, Sophie an 'kind' smile and Leila a blank look. Even if these three were not saying anything, Ryan definitely knew his naming sense was being criticized.
"I pity your future children if you name them in the future." Harvey said as he gave Khelly a look of contempt.
"What do you mean!" Khelly said as her feathers were roughly ruffled.
"Ummm….guys can we deal with our personal issues later? We are running out of time now." Sophie reminds them.
"Right!" Khelly one-sidedly ended the brewing storm they had.
"So any ideas?" Ryan asked hopefully.
As the word fell down, a depressed air surrounded their group. Although Leila does not care much for names, it really sounds bad if they do not have a name that belongs only to them. Besides these friends of hers cares about their little pride and egos after all.
  "How about this. Do any of us know of the final names our classmates will take for their own? Maybe we will have an idea of what ours will be." Khelly said as a flash of brilliance on her side.
"Well from what I knew about Arthur's group name. They decided 'Firebird' as their final one. Most of them are fire based mana users after all. So they used that as a common ground for their name." Ryan said he remembered Arthur discussing it one time. He despite himself for not bringing this thing up when his friend mentioned it that one time.
"It's a nice name. It really suits them well." Sophie complimented. "Well for Annie's group it was Thorns. You know that most of them are girls there except Billy. As Billy has almost no voicing right there, initially it was 'Blooming Flowers'. But they remembered that there's a boy in their group that changed into 'Thorns'. That way, Billy will not be too embarrassed to announce their group name."  
"If we end up using something like that cringe name I'll announce my resignation from this group regardless of the repercussions." Harvey said blankly. "How about Finley's"
"Stella. They mentioned it awhile ago." Leila replied.
"So out of all the group names they had, we might be the only one that will end up with Ryan's suggestion at this rate." Khelly said with a mixed emotion. All groups have some sort of meaning while theirs was not even formed.
Although they don't want to be depressed about their panic state, it can't be helped. Any moment now Nelson will appear in the classroom. The name Harvey's group might really be their group name as long as they are under Nelson's classes.
"I hate not having enough time." Khelly said as she pulled her hair.
"Nothing we can do about it. Can we call for an extension for it?" Ryan said hopefully.
"With sir Nelson's personality, do you think he will allow it?" Harvey snapped back.
Ryan wilted at the reply. With Nelson's personality, it is really impossible. Although the man was lazy, he really had a good sense of time and management. He will not allow any that will destroy these schedules.
"How about we call ourselves 'Anything'? It is convenient and easy as we have no idea of what our name will be." Khelly said with Eureka.
"Among Thorns, Firebirds and Stars we are the only one with no real sustenance. Brilliant idea." Harvey said with sarcasm. "That's too casual for a long term name!"
"Do you have any suggestions?!" Khelly snapped back.
"I just thought of one. 'Masters' isn't it quite fitting? We are quite excellent in various things after all." Harvey said.
"Good name. But if we say that out loud it might give bad ideas to those who have different definitions of that word." Ryan said with an unnatural expression.  
"What do you mean? Wasn't Masters mean something like experts and lords? Are there any other meanings for it?" Harvey asked as he did not understand what made Ryan somehow oppose his suggestion.
Ryan doesn't know how to explain it nor he wanted to taint this domineering leader of his. He cannot just say that his mind is quite green due to the influences of his cousins right? With Leila's careful care of them, she'll teach him a painful lesson if he dared to teach them something they should not know if!
Sophie has an idea of it. She only smiled unnaturally at the struggle of Ryan. When Leila's gaze fell on her, she covered her mirth with a cough. She forgot that the tiger mom was still here. Things she knew will have to be hidden for now until these kids will open the door to that world.
"Well how about 'Ponder'? Since we have no idea of what we should be called, let's just use a name related to a question. Easy to remember and not too casual." Sophie suggested.
The four immense themselves in their debates for a good name. Leila on the other hand did not pay much attention to them. She wanted a good name for their group as this is what they wanted. She cannot just not give at least an idea for it.
She scanned her eyes in the room. Her eyes were attracted with the interactions of everyone. Each group has their own unique characteristics; fiery, competitive, elegant and lively.  
In this class perhaps their group was the only one with the lively characteristic. Other groups were somehow a little tense or something when they were with each other. Some were even sly in her eyes. A reflection of their environment and of their future lives.  
Maybe she could use this as a theme for a name. This way it will not be too casual if they will speak of it. It must also be memorable. Something that will shape them as long as they remember their time as a team. This group of theirs is a treasure of hers and it needs to be treated as one in their memories.
Dawn. That word came into her suddenly. An image of a newly born sun appeared in her mind. Chasing away the darkness and the symbol of a new day. It fits them quite well.
As Leila thought so, she turned her gaze back to her group. They are shining among this class. Be it with their interactions or their excellence, they stand out. But they retain the innocence of childhood still, enjoying things without thinking much of the future as of yet. The former goddess wants them to always have somehow these characteristics even when they all grow up.
"Dawn." Leila spoke as the image of them as little suns solidified in her mind. "A shining beacon of a new day. Doesn't it fit us well?"
Harvey took a moment to understand her allusion. He first turned his eyes around to know her inspiration. And when his eyes returned to their group, he expressed his agreement with her suggestion.
"It's a good name. Simple and Symbolic one. Though I don't understand what made you think it suits us. I like it." Sophie expressed her liking with the name.
"I like it too Leila!" Khelly said. "I have no objection with that name!"
"I also have no opposition to it. I have no better suggestion after all. Ryan said.
"Well that does it. 'Dawn' will be our name." Harvey said happily as he now only had to tell Nelson when he arrived.
For now this is just a simple thing for them. A name that they carried for the instructions of their teacher. A name that contained a hope for a former goddess unknown to the rest of the group.
Sometime in the future, they really turned themselves into a shining beacon in the chaotic world they lived in. Upholding their liveliness and excellence in building safe haven for those who seek for it. And this is a story to be told in the future.


Leila Nyx was a goddess on a world called Reilas. Due to a rebellion and fate she ended her life as a goddess.

Waking up again she was in a strange world that has no divinity. Instead objects that she never imagined existed had helped humanity in place with gods and goddesses. And what she was most surprised of, humanity in this world have learned to harness Mana to transcend their limits and be a little more than mortals.

With a changed shell and a damaged divinity, how can she blend in this strange world that she is in now?


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Author's note: Hi guys! Thank you for finding my book. Hope you'll give it a shot. My book is slow in many aspects and might be boring for others. It is very slow compared to its counterparts. May you have patience for them, things will probably start picking up its pace in further chapters. In addition to that I use private settings on this book, meaning I don't follow the norm and just do what I deem appropriate. So please understand why it is not as thrilling or exciting as others, my MC is old and generally aloof towards things that don't matter to her.

Feel free to comment your opinions in the comment section or the review section. Though I hope there is not foul or discriminatory remarks on them. I accept constructive criticism, they are helpful in writing. Just don't mention much about grammar, I am not very skilled in that aspect. And another thing, please excuse some wrong pronounce used time to time, there are just somethings that cannot be detected during proofreading and only on the actual publishing. I don't have someone who can spot those for me before posting my chapters.

Edit 4/23/21

Things finally got caught up at the current chapter I wrote this edit. Showing a hint of romance(though how it will develop is a little up to the air as this is not on Leila's mind at all) and the turning point of the for everyone in the story. I admit I had a hard time controlling the plot since I was use to making short stories. But I think I finally got the handle of it a little.

Once Code-C received his name, his eyes widened in shock. His cute mouth suddenly dropped open, and his furry fur shook like mad. 

Ce...Cellino? 

The sacred guardian shuddered. 

That name...how could he not know the meaning behind it? It's not such a simple name that one thought on the spot. 

Cellino. A name derived from Marcellino. 

This name means "consecrated to the God Mars, God of war, dedicated to Mars". 

The name 'Marcellino' was derived from the Latin praenomen "Marcus" originated from "Mars", the Roman God of war. 

In other words, the meaning behind his name was…

The God Of War! 

For such a weak sacred guardian who hadn't truly become one suddenly getting a name with imposing meaning…

How could Cellino not shed tears? The importance of a name for a sacred guardian like him was no less important than triggering their bloodline. 

Following the meaning of their name, their power would also match the name they were bestowed with! 

However, naming a sacred guardian wasn't as easy as it seemed. 

If the one giving the name didn't believe in the meaning behind the name or didn't think it's suitable for the sacred guardian, that name would be useless for the sacred guardian. 

They could choose to reject the name that didn't reflect the owner's faith in them or didn't portray the owner's trust and thoughts. 

The sacred guardian would feel it when the name they got didn't represent their owner's state of mind. So, even if their owner gave them an imposing name, if the owner didn't believe it, it would be useless. 

However, that's not the case with Ainsley. Cellino could clearly feel the pure trust and thoughts behind the naming he just got. 

This baby...truly meant it when she gave the name 'The God Of War' for him. She...believed that he could reach that state one day, becoming the true God of War. 

Even though he was still weak...even though there's no guarantee that the baby could successfully trigger his bloodline and made him into a true sacred guardian…

She still bestowed him such a precious name. 

Cellino. The Roman's God Of War. 

That would be his future from now on and the hope his owner placed on him. 

He would be the true God of War to deserve such a name. 

"Awooo…" Cellino meowed weakly as tears trickled down his cheeks. The tiny cat wobbled to snuggle into Ainsley's embrace. His black eyes were wet from tears, and his beautiful fur wasn't spared either. 

But he didn't heed it. Drop after drop of tears kept pouring out of his bead-like eyes. As the tears dripped down, the cat opened his mouth once more. 

"Awoooo…" the cat couldn't speak just yet because he wasn't officially Ainsley's tamed beast. He still couldn't turn into a sacred beast, so all he could do was to meow with all of this heart.

However, his heart-wrenching meowing sound conveyed many words he couldn't directly say. 

"Awooo!" 

Thank you. 

Thank you for giving me such a precious name which you believe in the meaning behind it. 

Thank you for taking me out of the prairie. 

Thank you for never giving up on me. 

Thank you for your efforts to bond with this stubborn me. 

Thank you for choosing me to be the first scared guardian that will bond a contract with you. 

Thank you...for all the things you did for me in less than a month. 

What you did for me in less than a month had succeeded what others gave me for years of my life. 

Once again…

"Awooo…" Cellino weakly meowed, but his tone got higher and higher, expressing his genuine excitement. 

Thank you. 

Not knowing Cellino's thoughts behind those meowing, Ainsley took it as Cellino liking the name she gave him. 

"Hehehe. Cwel!" The baby giggled as she called out to the sacred guardian. 

After she bestowed him a name, the two of them formed a bond so strong that this time, Ainsley was sure she could trigger Cellino's bloodline and made a contract with him. 

She just needed to do it now, or anytime! 

Excitement bubbled inside Ainsley's heart. A smile slowly spread throughout her weary face. The baby cast a gentle look at Cellino, who was busy fawning her. 

Finally...I did it. 

Ainsley clenched her fists. Pure pearls of laughter escaped her lips. 

I did it! 

The baby almost jumped and rolled on the floor to express her emotion. Indeed, she was that excited. A dam of happiness just broke and gushed to all parts of her body. 

It was something marvellous. Not only did she feel happy because she got Cellino's assistance, she was also happy because she could help this friend of hers. 

After she triggered Cellino's bloodline, the cat would regain his self-esteem as a genuine sacred guardian. With her as his master, she wouldn't let anyone wronged Cellino! 

"Heheh. Hehehehehe." Ainsley giggled once more, and her laughter somehow sounded ominous. Even Cellino couldn't help but shiver from the evil laughter. 

Master, you sounded so vicious! What kind of sinister plan are you planning to do?  

Alas, amid her evil laughter, a calm voice sounded in the room. 

"Are you in a good mood, Ain? Until you forgot your friend for four days straight..." The sound belonged to a young boy with a childish voice, but his tone was so calm that he sounded like an adult using a boy's voice. 

Ainsley couldn't help but stiffened. Such a bizarre speech...it would only belong to the shameless fairy…

Finnie! 

Ainsley hurriedly turned her head around and saw the boy floating inside the room, near the window. A wide grin swept his face. 

"Hey? Miss me?" 

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Suddenly becomes a mafia boss in a superpowers world and you are only 3 years old?! 

Ainsley Sloan, a 20-year-old avid anime lover, suddenly transmigrated into a body of a toddler. 

The father eloped with a woman, and the mother was just a surrogate mom. The two left behind their 3-years-old baby girl to rule over a mid-sized mafia family!

No, this can't be! 

Ainsley was forced to embrace the abandoned Sloan Family and bring their family to the top of the dangerous mafia world– else she died. 

But, worry not! 

With the power of ultimate luck, the help of her loyal subordinates, and the protection of her cats-becoming-human, Ainsley will kick any enemies coming her way! 

A late encounter with a certain system even paved a flowery path for her. With its help, Ainsley will be the best mafia boss, and an extraordinary one! 

When other mafia bosses smoke cigarettes, Ain has choco Pocky stuck in her mouth. 

When other bosses swirl their glass of red wine, Ain blows her cup of hot milk! 

When other bosses blow their gun after a fight...Ain changes her diaper. 

Watch the baby take over the mafia world with her unique baby charm! 

7 years later. 

A certain shrewd mini boss: 

"Ain, how about becoming my fiancee?" The boy five years older than the toddler waved a limited edition BL pillow case as a bribe. 

A certain system: kiddo, accept his proposal! sucks his money! 

Wtf you two. Fiancee your a*s!! I'm only 10! 

PS: If you expect fast-paced bad*ss FL, face-slapping & heroic deed in the first 100 chapters, this book might be not to your taste 

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Ancient/modern setting books: 
1. The Dragon Prince's Wife is a Translator (completed) 
2. The CEO's Office Boy is a Girl (completed) 

Baby protagonist series: 
1. I Become Baby Mafia Boss (on-going) 
2. (Yet to be unlocked) Clue: Queen/Goddess

FL system & game element book: 
1. Mr CEO, Move On! (On-going) 

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The sun has risen and it started my day. It was a battlefield between me and my son. Although his only form of attack is his cold and mocking gaze, I can't back down from any form of provocation from him. After all, I need to show him that I am the head of the family, the backbone of this house. Even if he will be the next demon king, he should still listen to my beck and call.
The battle participant is me and my son with our battlefield location is at my wife's chest. I was battling for a spot to enjoy some fresh milk which is highly nutritious. Heh, I won't call it stealing from my son's plate since it wasn't served in a plate after all.
My wife can only shake her head looking at me. Although I kindly remind her again and again that I have my dignity that I shouldn't lose to my son in any kind of battle.
After the chaotic battle filled my son's cries and my wife reprimand me for reducing his nutrient intake, I stopped my battle for milk because I took pity to my son. After all he still need a lot to grow up. Especially for his elephant to rival my Excalibur. 
As I am preparing to go to work, I heard my wife speaking to me.
"Dear, I think you forget something."
Looking back at her and lost in my thought, I don't think I am forgetting anything. I have make the bed, wash the dishes, sniff her panties, hung the laundry, basically, all the task that required me to do, I have done it all without forgetting anything.
"My dear, you forget to give our son a name."
Ah, finally I realized what did I forget. The first day he was born is filled with passionate love. The second day he was born is used to clean his bio weapon. It was only now that I remember that I haven't give him a name. I remember that when she was pregnant, my wife insisted that I should be the one who gives the name.
I am thinking for a while and I am confused. What should I name my son? Giving him a trash name for his cold glare at me? Giving him a lowly life name for reminding him that I stand superior from him? Or giving him a girly name to make him regret for ever thinking going against me?
Ah, how can I be such a degraded father. A name means a hope for every parents given to their child. What can I hope from my son who is destined to be the next demon king?
"Kazuki. Kazu means peace and ki means hope. He who brings hope for peace. Kazuki Redheart. That will be your name."
I took the last name Redheart from my wife as it seemed to be the family name of the demon king. Hearing the name that I give him, my wife is tearing up. I believe she didn't expect me to give her last name to our son. For me, I didn't need my last name since no one is familiar with it in this world. Even the name Kazuki was strange already for the people here.
I also notice some changes in my son's eye when he heard the name. it was as if his gaze softened for a bit before it returns to its usual coldness. Was it only my imagination?
Giving my son a pat and a steamy kiss for my wife, I bid my farewell and leave for work. Alright, I need to work hard today too, for my wife and my son.

I never know about it... Until my child is born and he has horn protruding from his head.
Eh?? My child is a demon? Moreover he is the heir for the demon king throne. Wait!! That means, my wife is the demon king???

On Hiatus because I am writing THE WORLD OF SKILL. check it out

Lucy walked towards the kitchen to make breakfast for her sisters and [Name], she heard someone moving around the kitchen; the fire was on and there was an enticing smell lingering in the air.
 
Lucy saw [Name] was cooking something, so sneaking up behind him and tried to peek over his shoulder. [Name] reacted badly, and Lucy felt the cold touch of a blade.
 
 Lucy looked into [Name]'s eyes and almost screamed, they were slits. And they did not look conscious, there was a feral, almost animalistic, glint in his eyes. This happened within a few minutes, but it shook Lucy enough for her to make a mental note to never sneak up on [Name].
 
Lucy watched as [Name] flinched back and nearly shoving his hand into the open fire. [Name] looked at her with the same cautious gaze before looking down and talking in a quiet yet tired voice.

 "I'm sorry if I scared you. I didn't mean to."

 "No, it's-it's alright. I came up behind you and is scared you. It was my fault."

[Name] raised a hand to silence her apologies. Turning back around the male carried on making the food in silence, whilst Lucy made herself a cup of tea. She looked over at [Name], looked down and saw that his fists were clenched, knuckles white, and his eyes were tightly closed.

 Lucy reached out to [Name], "Is everything alright?"

 [Name]'s eyes snapped open. His eyes looked at her with such an intense gaze that made Lucy sweat.

Clenching his jaw, [Name] gave Lucy a pained look. He approached her slowly, almost as if he was approaching a scared animal. Reaching out a hand, [Name] slowly pulled her in and hugged her, hugging her tight; although she wasn't Lucifer, Lucy had enough similarities that he was convinced this was Lucifer, just in another body, or in [Name]'s grief-stricken brain, she was the only thing holding him together; even her sisters reminded him of the demon brothers. Mala, Mammon; Lily, Levi; Stacy, Satan; Anna, Asmo; Bella, Beel; Briella, Belphie. It drove [Name] crazy knowing that he won't ever see them again, it hurt. It hurt so goddamn much.  He just started breaking down, crying silently into Lucy's shoulder.

Lucy tentatively hugged back, rubbing his back and holding him just as tightly; it was as if it was Mala after she lost her first love who was murdered by the Shan Ze Bandits.

[Name] didn't mean to let anything out, he was just tormented by the fact that he was just an ordinary guy, pulled from his universe and then inserted into another one, the process would be repeating for God knows how long.

They stayed like that for quite a while until Anna walked in, she was wondering why breakfast wasn't served yet, so she decided to check if everything was alright.

Lucy saw that Anna had come in, she made a silence motion and then motioned to her that the food is ready and should be taken out now.

[Name] calmed himself down the best he could, wiping away his tears, and no one would notice unless they looked close enough to see the slightly red-rimmed eyes; [Name] grabbed the plates and other cutlery, ignoring the looks of worry and confusion he received from Anna and Lucy. Sighing, he turned around and faced them.

Anna watched [Name] smile, it wasn't a happy smile, it was a sombre smile.

"Is everything alright, [Name]?"

She watched as the male let out a huff, "Yeah," he looked down at the plates he was holding, "Everything is fine."

There was something in the other's voice that stopped Anna from asking further, so she, silently with her sister, grabbed the rest of the food and then walking out into the dining hall.

They all settled down at the table, and [Name] only grabbed a tiny amount of food, he wanted to go to the market where he could sell the animals he had killed yesterday. Having preserved them by using his magic, they were still fresh and without the need to preserve them using the mundane methods of the period, he was really glad for that as he did not need to try and make a fridge of something or doing anything to the to try and preserve his kills.

Putting on his jacket [Name] walked past the dining hall and called out to the sisters, "I will be going down to the market. I won't be long. Will there be anything you want me to bring back or any errands that you want me to run?"

[Name] surveyed the expressions, he waited for a moment and raised his eyebrows as he watched them flounder.

Stacy was the first one to speak up, "I was wondering if I could accompany you? I need to go pick some herbs myself and then I need to pick up some parchment."

"Oh, alright. I will wait for you in the entrance hall."

Stacy finished up her food as quickly as she could and then dropping her empty bowl into the sink, running up the stairs and grabbed her coat before joining [Name].

[Name] held the door open for her. The two called out saying that there were now leaving before the house. The others also got ready to open the clinic again; the early customers that came in for their weekly subscription trickled in. 

Following Stacy through the bustling roads, ignoring the weird looks he was receiving from the locals. Glaring at the people who all seemed much smaller than him who were giving him dark looks, or suspicious looks, ignoring all of them [Name] focused on trying to get his stuff sold at either a butcher or something else for the skin.

Looking over as Stacy, [Name] asked Stacy if they had an area where they sell meat or something of the sort, Stacy nodded, saying yes, they had.

Stacy motioned for [Name] to follow her, they walked, trying their best to sometimes dodge the other pedestrians who were also bustling about on the streets. She observed the other, taking in the fact that he was uncomfortable around people, or rather he was suspicious of everyone in the town.

He didn't know if any spies work for the bandits. If that was the case, [Name]'s job would be much harder than anticipated, he still did not know how to go around and join the Guards or the soldiers that protect the village.

"Do you know where I can enlist?" asked [Name].

Stacy looked at him sharply, [Name] was slightly taken back by the others sharp gaze.

"Why do you want to enlist?"

[Name] looked down, "Because this village has saved me," [Name] looked into her eyes, "You guys saved me. And I want to protect you all."

"You will die if we do engage with the bandits. You do know that, right?"

"Yes, I do."

"Why are you so ready to give your life away?"

Stacy held her breath as she looked into [Name]'s eyes. They were so empty, yet so determined.

"I do not know of my origins. I have no roots now; I have nothing to live for Stacy. Nothing, but the people and their homes in this village."

Stacy grabbed [Name]'s hand, she started dragging him into the deeper parts of the village, where disease and pollution run rampant. The pungent smell of urine and faeces, the stench of mead and alcohol, the smell of sex wafted into the air and it was almost enough to make [Name] gag.

Stacy had already wrapped some camomile leaves into her handkerchief and wrapped it around her head, creating a mask of sorts to keep out the worst of the stench. Chuckling when she heard the other gag; truth be told she did not want the other to leave, or well, she didn't want the other to enlist. Stacy had grown to like the others stable presence, it was not only calming but whenever she was in the same room as [Name] she would be able to just be comfortable, there was no need to speak, there was just a mutual acknowledgement and goodwill.

[Name] observed the bar that Stacy had dragged her to. The Goblin's Bar, [Name] looked at Stacy who seemed to be smiling back at him.  Although wary, [Name] still let himself be dragged into the dimly lit bar; there wasn't a disgusting pungent scent this time, it seemed to be relatively clean and only had the musky scent of alcohol and tobacco. He found that he was starting to like the smell and took a deep breath; the scent was different, but [Name] didn't know how to describe the difference.

He watched with some mild amusement as Stacy stumbled slightly, trying to make her way around the tables. Stacy tripped over and [Name] stopped her from falling.

"How can you see in this awful lighting? It's almost pitch black."

[Name] stiffened behind her, "I-it's not that dark."

"Yes, it is."

"Oh, yeah it is," [Name] said under his breath quietly.

Stacy didn't comment on it, but she found it weird that the other could see so well in the dark. Making a mental note of that, Stacy decided she could ask [Name] about it later. It was an interesting thought, as Stacy had heard her sisters mentioning that his eyes sometimes seemed to be glowing, but she always dismissed it as eyes do not glow.

She risked a peak, looking back at the other and saw that [Name] was covering the top part of his face; his long fingers covering his eyes and she could not see past them.

"What are we doing here?"

"Finding an old friend of mine. I met him during the Forest Equinox Festival. The name is Carter and although he seems like a harsh person at first, he is not. Carter is quite the opposite, but that is dependent on whether or not he likes you when he initially sees you."

"Fair enough."

'Lucian?'

'Yes, [Name]?'

'Can you give me some basic information on the man?'

'Certainly, Carter Lourdes, he is of elven descent. But not a pureblood elf, he has been around for a few decades, a proficient swordsman; handy with a range of swords and weapons, he can wield with both hands. Another is that he can sense when there is another entity nearby he can sense – '

'Meaning he can sense me?!'

'Yes, but he cannot pinpoint what you are. He can pinpoint your intentions. Whether they are bad or not. But I am sure you will be fine, Host.'

'So, me being a demon will not result in an arrow lodged inside my skull?'

Stacy waved her hand in front of [Name]'s face, she waved a bit more frantically before she was pulled into [Name]'s embrace. A quarrel [A/N: A dart-like projectile used by crossbows] lodged itself into the back wall. Where they were just standing. 

[Name] watched as the man stepped out from the shadows. He was lean, muscular, dark brown hair a pair of steely grey eyes and what seemed to be a permanent scowl on his fair face.

Carter's eyes lingered on [Name]'s frame and the two sized each other up for a moment before [Name] smiled and greeted the other.

"Hello, Carter."

Carter ignored the calming effect the other's voice had on him and kept his guard up, "Who are you and how do you know my name?"

[Name] blinked, "I know your name because," [Name] looked down at Stacy who was in his arms, "Because Stacy here told me of your name, I do not know anything of you apart from your name."

Stacy reluctantly got herself out of [Name]'s arms and stood in between the two men.

"He is a friend of mine," Stacy ignored the disgruntled noise that [Name] made, "He wants to enlist in the army and help out. Can you help train him?"

Carter paused for a second before turning around and stared at the two incredulously. It has been a long time since someone willingly enlisted. It was surprising. He wasn't sure if he should, it has been quite a while.

"Why do you want me to train you?"

Stacy opened her mouth to answer but she was silenced by Carter raising his hand, he turned around and faced [Name], looking directly into [Eye Colour] eyes.

[Name] looked down, "Because I want to protect the village and its people, they have saved me from death and have given me another chance."

"You believe that that is reason enough to become a soldier?"

"Yes, I do."

"You do know becoming a soldier means giving up one's own life for the sake of others. You understand that notion, right?"

"Yes, I understand it. I don't have anything, I know nothing of my roots, heritage or family. I want to protect this place or die trying."

Carter looked at [Name], he was curious as to why the other wanted to protect this place so much; looking into the others [Eye Colour] eyes, he saw a fire burn intensely in those eyes and caught himself from staring into the other's eyes like a young lass, before turning the other way sharply. Sighing and took a deep breath before turning around again.
"Well," Carter reached out a hand to [Name] who took it in his grasp and shook firmly, "Shall we reintroduce ourselves? Forgive me for launching a quarrel at you both. I live in the bad parts of town as you can see."

[Name] smiled, "It is quite alright. I am [Name] [Last Name], nice to meet you. I hope we can be good friends."

"As do I."

Stacy smiled at the interaction between the two and let out a breath of relief, the tension in the room eased a bit. Carter walked over to the unlit fireplace and grabbed one of the pokers and yanked it back. The heavy sound of cogs turning, and metal clanking echoed all throughout the room.

The fireplace turned and opened and through the dim lighting there was a spiral staircase spiralling downwards; Carter looked over at them, he noticed [Name] look warily at the entrance, whereas Stacy bounded down those stairs motioning for [Name] to join her.

[Name] stepped forward and flinched slightly as the entrance closed on itself.

Looking into the sky, he pondered, would he ever be able to go back? He missed it deeply, missing the memories that he had created. Smiling up at the sky, begging for some miracle to take him back.

Estraea was bubbly and would liven up the space. At first, he had a hard time matching her dynamics, but he then later learned how to control and manage his ways safely.
The Absolute lived with Estraea for thousands of years, just enjoying the universe to themselves and interacting with each other. Sometimes, they would create new inventions that would then be applied to the universe.
Just like the Absolute, Estraea had the power to create because she was bestowed with the Creation Magic as her core.
She was the sole wielder of the magic because it was very imbalanced and would impact the universe severely if held by multiple people. It would stay that way even after many years passed. He couldn't think of another person or being that would be more suitable in taking care of the power other than Estraea.
Either way, it would be a great way to separate her identity from the others. She was his special companion.
She particularly liked to create beautiful things, as she had a preference towards those that pleased her eyes. She happily spent her time designing things that would be implemented to the world.
After a few years of brain consuming procedures, they also managed to formulate a language that they could use to communicate with each other clearly.
_____
One day, the Absolute called her name out to travel across the wide universe they had created.
"Rae," He called. "Let's go for some sightseeing?"
Rae was a nickname, obviously taken out of the name Estraea.
Although the name was pretty, Estraea was quite the mouthful to say out loud. A shortened nickname helped tremendously.
Extending his hand, the Absolute waited for the Goddess in front of him to take the hand like usual, but that never happened. Estraea liked travelling a lot, so whenever they had plans to go 'sightsee', which contained in depth exploration and touch ups on their creations, she would be very excited about it.
However, on her face was now an unsatisfied pout that came out of nowhere.
The Absolute raised his brow, confused as to what made her mood worsen like this. He gulped, silently preparing for what she was about to say. Did he unconsciously do something that triggered her?
"Rae?" He called once more, trying to work his way around the matter carefully.
'Rae' then raised her face to look at the Absolute and voiced out her complaint.
It was a question that the Absolute had never expected and couldn't answer right off the bat.
"Why do I have a name, but you don't?" Her voice turned sad as she pondered on what to call him. Tears started welling up.
Confusion and dismay bloomed inside her eyes, staring right up at him in distress.
At the gesture, the Absolute Being panicked. His creation was very emotionally unstable because of her purity.
The astounding amount of purity he gave her made her incapable of hiding her intentions. As such, the moment she felt something, she wouldn't be able to  hide the emotions and would display it right after.
That was why she broke into tears out of a sudden without warning.
The Absolute coughed, squatting down to face Estraea. He pursed his lips, finding her actions quite funny. Of course, he hid that sentiment.
"No one was there to name me, Rae," The Absolute replied nonchalantly.
"Then, who named me?" Tilting her head, Estraea became even more confused.
"Obviously.. it was me!" The Absolute proudly announced. The name Estraea was something he was heavily fond of. He liked everything about her because she was the realization of his ideals.
"Then, then, who will name you?"
"Hmm.. nobody, I suppose? Besides.. I don't really need a name," The Absolute thought.
"But that's... that's... why don't you want to have a name?"
"Rae, we are the only ones who possesses a consciousness. Our creations can't think. Why did we name our creations? It's because we want to identify and separate them from the rest. But I am one entity that will never be reproduced. I don't need a name because I am distinguishable even without a name,"
"..You insulted me! Aren't you saying that Rae isn't distinguishable if it wasn't for her name?! Bad, bad, bad!" Estraea pouted, turning her head and refusing to look at the Absolute.
Estraea broke into larger sobs. She was now fully crying. The Absolute looked trouble as to how he could possibly pacify the Goddess.
"...I didn't mean it that way, Rae," The Absolute sighed lightly. "Why don't you try naming me? I named you, and now you'll name me," The Absolute offered.
A name. To him, those things weren't important at all. What mattered was what came from within. A name was ultimately just an address towards whoever you're talking to.
It didn't affect him at all. Furthermore, being named by Estraea seemed to be the most suitable thing because of their statuses. After all, who else could give him a name if even his 'Rae' couldn't?
"A nameeee? Waaaaah~!" Estraea was still bawling as she thought hard about what name she should give to the Absolute.
"Sshhh, don't cry, alright?" The Absolute tried to pacify the woman.
"But, but.. it's so sad that you don't have a namee? You lived for longer than Rae did, but Rae got a name earlier than you, and, and, waaaah!" Estraea whimpered.
"That's why you are going to name me now. It's not any different, Rae. I'll be really happy if you name me. Won't you calm down for me? My heart will ache if you continue to cry,"
After so many years of dealing with Estraea, naturally the Absolute was quite the expert in handling her.
"...Okay," The cries quietened immediately after the Absolute launched his threat. "But what should I name you?"
"That.. I don't know. I'll leave it up to you, my Goddess," The Absolute snickered, backing off after making the Goddess calm down.
For the rest of the day, the Goddess Estraea did not create anything. This was a rare occurrence, because the Goddess usually couldn't stand doing nothing and had to satisfy her boredom with all the actions she would perform.
The Absolute did not bother her as he knew that she was focusing hard for his sake.
Estraea treated her name as her beloved treasure. She wished for the Absolute to have a great name too, so she had to think about it a lot.
One day passed with minimal interactions, which was a surprise since Estraea loved mingling with the Absolute. She loved the presence of another life.
That day, the Goddess came looking for him with a special purpose. She had a wide smile plastered on her face as she stared right at the Absolute's figure.
"Sol," Estraea said out of the blue. She had just arrived, and didn't utter a single word after that.
"Sol!" Once more, she reiterated.
The Absolute then realized that she was calling him. He pointed his index finger at himself, trying to confirm whether she really meant him.
"Am I Sol?" He asked.
"Mhm," Estraea giggled. "Your name will be Sol... Because you're the AbSOLute Being, right? A fitting name. Sol!" Estraea was very happy with the name she chose. She thought of herself as a creative being.
She like the name Sol, it rolled off the tongue smoothly and had a double meaning.
"That's.. fine, I guess. Is there a meaning to it?" The Absolute Being, who now received the name 'Sol' secretly wished that she had attached a definition for the name. He wanted to know what Estraea wished for or thought.
"It means.. uh, it means...?" Estraea was taken aback.
From just one glance, the Absolute was able to tell that she must've not thought about the meaning at all. He burst into laughter as he watched the girl slowly unfurl with chaos, not knowing what to do.
"...Peace!" Estraea shouted out.
In response, the Absolute blinked his eyes multiple times. "Peace?" He repeated.
"Yes, peace! Peace for all of us. I wish for us two, and the future lives we are going to create to be peaceful. Won't that be great?" Estraea giggled.
Not a trace of her former anxiousness that sourced from her lack of preparation was visible. She was now proudly stating her answer, as if she had prepared it for years.
"Sol.. Sol! Sol!" Estraea started chanting his name.
After being called multiple times, the Absolute snapped out of his thoughts.
Peace.
The meaning she gave her was so simple.
How pure was she to think of peace of all things? After all, the world was only there for the two of them.
What could possibly happen in the future?
Unbeknownst to him, the Absolute was thinking from an idealistic point of view. His matter of reference in regards to lives were ones that had a personality akin to Estraea, even though they might not be exact.
If everybody was like Estraea, then there truly wouldn't be a need for peaceful wishes.
Sadly, that wasn't going to be the case, especially as the universe separated into its own individual realms. The individual realms would grow to have their own separate generators, and the entities that were granted a consciousness wouldn't always use it for the greater good.
They were in the earliest stages of the world's development, so they wouldn't know such a thing. And yet, the world continued turning, and turning, until it reached a point where everything was separated and there was even a destroyed realm.
"Yes, yes. I'm here. Your Sol is here,"
However, for now, Sol would reflect his name's meaning. Living in peace with his Creation Goddess.
A peaceful life that would eventually be destroyed.


"A Villainess should be strong," she thought as she vaporized an entire lake.

The day Estelle Clareste was born, she already had the memories of Kirisaki Reina, a 21-year-old woman living in modern Japan.

From a Villainous Duke's daughter, to the world's leader, and suddenly a Goddess?! 

Estelle's past, was it as simple as she first thought? Or was there something more lurking behind?

Will she achieve her goals, or will she meet her downfall before that?

-Photo not mine, I found it on Pinterest ^^-

What if this love is destined for failure? Will Francesca and Alexander be happy when they find out the truth? Can the love they have overcome the hatred their parents have?

	This is one of several doubts that both Francesca and Alexander would be asking throughout history.

	They met on earth, far from their parents' confrontation and unaware of their true origins.

	Little by little, they begin to get to know each other more thoroughly; to the point where they become best friends and as time goes by, they fall in love.

	When they are about to get married, they learn a cruel truth, and that is that Francesca is the daughter of Satan and Alexander is the son of God.

	They must decide between two possibilities that they have in front of them. The first possibility is to marry without caring about anything or anyone, and the second possibility is not to marry and put an end to that immense and intense love that does nothing but grow every day.

What decision should they make? Will they be happy? Will blood be stronger than love?

What if this love is destined for failure? Will Francesca and Alexander be happy when they find out the truth? Can the love they have overcome the hatred their parents have?

	This is one of several doubts that both Francesca and Alexander would be asking throughout history.

	They met on earth, far from their parents' confrontation and unaware of their true origins.

	Little by little, they begin to get to know each other more thoroughly; to the point where they become best friends and as time goes by, they fall in love.

	When they are about to get married, they learn a cruel truth and that is that Francesca is the daughter of Satan and Alexander is the son of God.

	They must decide between two possibilities that they have in front of them. The first possibility is to marry without caring about anything or anyone and the second possibility is not to marry and put an end to that immense and intense love that does nothing but grow every day.

What decision should they make? Will they be happy? Will blood be stronger than love?

"First let's choose your nicknames for the stages"Grandmaster said to Feng Jian,Yuechen,Tang San, Mubai and the other.

When Feng Jian,Yuechen and the other heard what Grandmaster said that just nod thier head to show that they agree with what Grandmaster said. 

"Okay first listen to me first, I already choose your nicknames for everyone of you and I want you to heard is first.If you agree we will use the nickname and if you did not agree we will choose other names. "Grandmaster

"Alright grandmaster/master"Mubai and the other said.

"Okay for Mubai because of your spirit I choose Evil Eye Tiger. Do you want this name? "Grandmaster said while looking at Mubai. 

Mubai when he heard what Grandmaster said,he was smiling because he really like that name. 

"I agree Grandmaster"Mubai said while smiling. 

Grandmaster also smiling when he heard what Mubai said before he start talking again. 

"Oscar I also choose your nickname by using your spirit and your nickname is Food Master.Do you want it or do you want to change it? "Grandmaster said while looking at Oscar. 

Oscar just nod his head while smiling. 

"Fatty I choose Sins Phoenix for your nickname"Grandmaster.

Fatty also just nod his head to show that he agree with the nickname and plus he also like that nickname because it's also came from his spirit. 

"Xiao Wu, the nickname that I want to give to you is Killer Rabbit, i pick that name because of you martial art skill who is a sure kill martial art."Grandmaster. 

"Okay Grandmaster! "Xiao Wu said while smiling largely. 

Grandmaster also smile when he see this before he start talking again. 

"Zhuqing,for you nickname I choose Hell Claws and I also take it from your spirit."Grandmaster. 

Zhuqing just nod her head without changing expression.

"Rong Rong for your nickname I choose Light Healer,i choose that nickname because I don't want anyone to know about your spirit and plus you will be our secret in the battle."Grandmaster.

"I agree with that Grandmaster"Rong Rong said while smiling. 

"Yuechen... Yuechen.... I have hard time to choose your nickname. I don't know which one I should use, I have two right now. One is Snow Maiden the other one is Snow Fox, which one you want to use? "Grandmaster ask Yuechen while looking at her. 

Yuechen when she heard what Grandmaster said she was in deep thought about the names, she don't know which one to use because both of it is very beautiful but after a while she then make her decision. 

"I will take the Snow Maiden name. "Yuechen

Grandmaster just nod his head before he look at Tang San. 

"Tang San the name that I think of for you is Blue Monster, Ho... "

But before Grandmaster can finish his words he was stop by Mubai and Fatty. 

"What the?! how can you choose such a ugly name for Fourth Brother?!"Fatty ask with shock with Mubai nod his head. 

"Then why don't you all tell me what name you want to give for Tang San"Grandmaster.

After Grandmaster said that Mubai and Fatty was in thought for a while before Mubai answer the question of Grandmaster.

"How about Thousand Hands Asura? Tang San is someone who is very professional in killing and we can see that when we were in training other than that,the way he use spirit also look like a killing from a thousand hands and I am sure that Thousand Hands Asura is a great name for Tang San. "Mubai

When the other heard what Mubai said they were first was shock before they all nod thier head to show that the name is very suitable for Tang San. 

"Good I also like that name, now then Feng Jian.... I have two nickname for you.You can choose one of it and if you not agree you can choose yourself,for your first nickname I choose Sword Master and for your second nickname I choose Lone Sword. "Grandmaster said while looking at Feng Jian. 

Feng Jian was silent for a while,in his head he was choosing the nickname and not long after that he choose the new nickname that he will use. 

"I will use Lone Sword nickname. "Feng Jian after he thought for a while. 

"Okay...we are done with the nicknames, now let's choose the duo nicknames. Feng Jian will battle together with Yuechen, Tang San with Xiao Wu,Fatty with Rong Rong, Mubai with Zhuqing and Xiao Wu with Oscar,i want you all to choose a suitable nickname for your team. "Grandmaster

After grandmaster said that Feng Jian and the other was silent for a while to choose a suitable nickname.The one who break the silent is Tang San and Xiao Wu. 

"For our team name we will choose Blue Dance. "Tang San and Xiao Wu said at the same time. 

"Our team will be name as Feline Ruler"Mubai and Zhuqing.

"My and Fatty name will be Light Phoenix"Rong Rong. 

"Me and Xiao Wu will be Rabbit Food"Oscar said while laughing meanwhile Xiao wu was red fuming with anger when she heard that. 

The other also laughing when they heard what Oscar said. 

"I and Yuechen make a decision to use a Immortal Couple for our name"Feng Jian said while smiling and also holding hand with Yuechen,while Yuechen also smiling when she heard what Feng Jian said. 

"All your duo names is good so i won't say anything and now since we are done with you personal nickname and duo name we will go for our team name. For the team I already thought about it and the name is choose is.... Shrek's 9 Monsters,I choose this name because of our academy logo and i also personally think this name is good.So what you think about it? "Grandmaster. 

Feng Jian and the other when they heard what Grandmaster said they all smile because it is a very beautiful name for them. 

"That is a great name master/grandmaster"All of the said at the same time. 




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