Max went to see the library with Arman. The library is almost as big as the cafeteria. The bookshelves here are very tall and there are different types of books. There's a section for each genre. There's also the English translation of many Thai novels as well. There's also a huge section of textbooks. Max was happy to see that this library was not empty. People are here and they are actually reading. 

Back in his old University, the library was always empty. Folks there didn't like to read much. But here, they are reading fiction and non-fiction as well. Max went straight to the "romance" section while Arman was in the non-fiction. Max isn't into non-fiction. He never was. But Arman who has not watched movies in a long time looks definitely a non-fiction type. 

The library is now Max's favorite place at this University. Max's jaw almost dropped open when he saw there was Boys' Love fiction as well. These books are actually the English translation of the Thai novels he read online. 

The feeling of reading a physical copy is far more beautiful than reading a PDF version of it. Max has read only four to five novels. 

But here, he wishes to read all of them. But not today. He looks around to look for more interesting books. He opens his keep notes app on his phone and writes down the names of the books he wants to read. 

He sees that Arman has already found himself a seat and is deep inside some non-fiction. The cover of it is very lifeless. Max knows he shouldn't judge a book by its cover but if the cover ain't beautiful, he ain't reading it. Sometimes he's more into the cover than he is on the book. 

"What are you reading?" He asks Arman.

"A non-fiction about what a person should and shouldn't do" 

"Non-fictions are boring! Read something exciting, like, thriller or horror" he suggests. It's more like he's forcing him to read stuff he likes. 

Arman closes the book and gives Max a look. A look that says do I look like someone who reads fiction? 

They spent about an hour in the library. Arman noticed some guys from the science department. He has to know about the class schedule and also if he needs to buy new books or not. Arman told Max that he would be late so Max came back to his dorm. Roaming around the campus all alone is very boring. Max doesn't like being bored. 

He has nothing to do now. The orientation class for the newbies is tomorrow. He's not a new student here. The classes here have started six months ago when Max was preparing for the Scholarship program. 

He video calls his parents and tells them about this place and also tells them about the big library. His parents are happy to see him happy. After talking to them he felt good but he's still bored.

"Hey! I thought you'd never call! Found someone new, didn't you?" Nadia says from other side of the screen. The background of her looks familiar. She's at Rohan's house.

"How could I not call? Wait. Are you at Rohan's?" 

Nadia leans forward to the screen and narrows her eyes to look more clearly. Max doesn't know what she's doing so he does the same. Both can't see anything besides each other's nose right now. 

Max hears Arman putting books on his table and leans backward from the screen and Nadia suddenly screams,

"Is that him? You made a boyfriend already!?"

Max's cheeks flushed red as he hears Nadia's words. Nadia was so loud that it's no surprise that Arman heard her. 
Max becomes nervous. He knows that Arman was cool about it so far but everyone has their tolerating limits. 

Max was even more embarrassed when Nadia opened her mouth again

"He's hot"

Rohan comes from behind and sees Arman and Max together. He knows who Nadia called hot.

"Nadia, you can't just call his roommate hot right in front of your boyfriend," Rohan says making a sulking face. 

"Why are you here? Go get ready" Nadia says making Rohan stand up from the sofa. "We're gonna be late"

"I know I'm hot," Arman says arrogantly "but I'm not his boyfriend. He's not my type" he winks at Nadia. Rohan is frowning. He wants to fry this guy.

"Ooooooh! The burn!" Nadia gives Arman a virtual high five. 

"Nadia! You're my best friend, not his!" Max says. Without saying anything else Max disconnects the call. 

On the other side, Rohan wishes to kill Arman. Rohan always thought he is exactly Nadia's type but today he doesn't feel like it anymore.

"Why would you call him hot? Am I not hot?" Rohan says to Nadia with an expression mixed with anger and jealousy

Nadia narrows her left eye as she gets the point that her boyfriend is jealous. Nadia has never seen Rohan get jealous because she doesn't give her time to anyone else but him. This is the first time. She has to take advantage of this moment.

"Why won't I? He is hot" she looks away and tries to hide her evil laugh. It's so hard to do it with Rohan's confused face lurking around. He looks adorable. 

Rohan sits beside her and holds her hand. His eyebrows are raised and he's biting his lips. He so trying hard to look seductive. Nadia almost breaks but she has to continue this scene.

"Why are you making that face? You look stupid" She says. But inside she's going crazy over how beautiful Rohan is looking right now. Men are not supposed to look beautiful but handsome. Rohan is both. When Nadia called him stupid Rohan tried to make his face look normal which looks even funnier. Nadia can't hold her laughter anymore. She breaks out laughing like crazy and almost falls to the ground. Rohan realizes this was a prank. He sits still and frowns his eyebrows. 

"Don't call anyone hot besides me" he says coldly.

Max is angry at Nadia. She made him look like a fool and she also ganged up with Arman. He can't stand Arman's presence anymore.

"Why are you here?" He says to him "weren't you supposed to return late?" 

"Those guys are really friendly. They gave me the stuff I needed so it didn't take long" 

Max smirks at him and Arman grins. 
***

Austin returns to his condo and crashes on the bed. His cat also sits beside him looking sleepy that she is. Austin tries to pat her and she hisses. Austin laughs at this.

 He has to go shoot that ad film for AWAN tomorrow. He doesn't want to. 

If He could return the money to them and not do the Ad film but Josh is also involved in this. He knows what they can do.

 He can not put Win at risk. 

Tomorrow is not going to be a good day for him.

Max is an addict. Not a drug addict though but an addict of Boys' Love fiction. And the only person he really likes is none but Austin Grant. The actor who portrayed the character "Patrick" from "Our Love The Series". He plans to go to Thailand and meet him in person. But will he ever get a chance to see him? or he'll find someone new to love?

( This auxiliary chapter contains spoilers, read at your own risk )
( New powers and information will be added here in the future. Those that are already here are the things decided for him in the future.)
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Name: Kumagawa Misogi
Age: 6(Currently) - (Spoiler) 15(2° world)
Race(Big Spoiler): C u r s e d S p i r i t
Mental Status: Normal-Strange(Unstable)
Alignment: Neutral-Chaotic
Personality: In development. Kumagawa currently has a personality of the kind who does what he wants, at the time he wants. You cannot understand people's desire or even less how to communicate correctly with these people.
Story: To Be Revealed.
Friends(Spoiler): Dust, Chara, Sukuna and Mahito.
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Powers(Spoilers):
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[ All Fiction ] - Allows Kumagawa to deny aspects of reality; to make anything 'nothing'. Because of this, he can undo anything that has been damaged and therefore has no qualms about being destructive.
*Variations (spoiler)
[ April Fiction ] - Kumagawa can erase anything and bring anything erased back within 5 minutes.
[ Non-fiction ] - By achieving a personality change, your All Fiction is modified to become 'Non-fiction' for an unknown period of time. It allows Kumagawa to bring back all that was considered 'lost'.
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[ Book Maker ] - When Kumagawa activates [ Book Maker ] his screws become as big as a sword, and gain a sign of - at the top. All stabbed by this type of screw has EVERYTHING reduced to the level of Kumagawa. Although the bolt needs to pierce the victim to take effect, the damage to the body is nearly zero; Kumagawa labels the Book Maker as a skill that only soils the heart.
* Technique(Spoiler)
[ Leg Eating Forest ] - Kumagawa covers the floor with flat end screws, forcing both himself and his opponents to balance on top of them. Though the screws are not Sharp, the Weight alone can still cause heavy Damage should someone Fall. However, in truth, all the screws are Book Maker screws; their heads are Buried so that his opponent cannot distinguish them from his other screws.
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[ Soul of Fear ] - Whenever Kumagawa feels fear, he will grow stronger. The Force added to itself is permanent, thanks to currently unknown effects.
*Techniques(spoiler)
[ F.E.A.R. Weapon ] - Creates a weapon that can do anything Kumagawa wants and imagines, is extremely useful for capturing souls. Everything killed by the F.E.A.R. weapon has only two fates. The first is to have half your strength absorbed by Kumagawa when Kumagawa devours that person's soul. The second is to become an eternal slave of Kumagawa when Kumagawa fuses that person's soul to his F.E.A.R.
[ FEAR ] - When the skill is used Kumagawa's opponent is paralyzed for a whole minute living his worst nightmares and fear. All fear generated by the person while living his nightmares is absorbed by Kumagawa, making him stronger and healing him in general (resistance, magic, and mind). Healing only works if fear is generated through this Ability.
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Other skills and abilities(Spoiler)
[ Lack of Presence ] - Kumagawa erases his Aura, becoming 'non-existent' for others. Kumagawa can still interact and do whatever he wants, but no one can notice him, it's like he doesn't exist.
[ Imagination Manifestation ] - Kumagawa can manifest his imagination in physical form. With this anything can be created in exchange for a fair amount of Magic.
[ Combat Expert ] - Thanks to hundreds of defeats and studies, Kumagawa knows perfectly someone's physical abilities just by looking at her. He can easily aim precisely at the opponents' weaknesses to defeat them with a single blow.
[ Superhuman Physiology ] - Kumagawa's Most frightening trait is his tenacity; no Matter how Many times he is Beaten down, he Always gets back up due largely to his history of losing at Everything, meaning he can easily Shrug off any Kind of beating. Even without All Fiction, Kumagawa is capable of Bouncing back from injuries that would Cripple other Humans for months.
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The story focuses on 'Kumagawa Misogi', a 6-year-old with a bizarre mentality.

Through a contract, Kumagawa is thrown through the Multiverse in search of entertainment for himself and with the goal of entertaining the higher being who made his journey possible.

And now with only basic knowledge provided to him by this 'higher being', Kumagawa must turn to survive and have as much fun as possible in these worlds, while trying to entertain his 'supporter'.

( The story contains 'age progression', as the story progresses the MC also ages. Until the 2° or 3° world he must be about 15 to 18 years old. )
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I don't own the cover image. If the owner wants me to remove it, message me and I'll do so.

I don't own the following works: Chainsaw Man, Medaka Box, Fairy Tail, Undertale and Jujutsu Kaisen. All credits reserved to their respective authors. 
Aside from the main character, I do not own any of the characters.

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- The work is not a harem, I plan to make the main character with 2 girls at max (uncertain about who the second one will be, highly likely to stay with only one.)

- The work has a slow pacing, I don't wish to make it progress too quickly.

- Torture, cannibalism, rape and many other scenes will be highly likely in the work. It's a dark work, so be careful before reading.

- This is the first work I'm posting in this site, so I warn you that I'm not a great writer, I'm still learning.

- English is not my native language, so naturally there can be errors in writing.

Readers Choice Awards is an annual contest where the world's best books are put for voting to the readers, that's why it has been named as READERS choice awards. We have been closely watching the voting process of this award. We realised that worldwide readers of the books which had been nominated participated for this contest to vote for their favourite books. The founder of Motivational Strips said 'A book is as good as a reader loves to read them". This statement plays vital role in today's world of books. Every year hundreds of thousands of book get published but the writers acumen in keeping the mind of the reader occupied is what takes a book to the threshold of success.
Thus this contest year on year is to win the POPULAR CATEGORY amidst the RC awards. Every reader looks at this aspect, year on year to see who takes the stakes for this category. The commercial value of a book comes to the public front when the Readers decide the winners. The authors who get nominated from across the globe are selected on the basis of their reader base and acceptance in the literary world. Every author trues hard to win the 'Popular Category' because only this category can reflect the authentic global readers verdict. It reveals the content quality, value, and marketability of a book to other readers. This category is very difficult to win, as the decision-makers are real readers. The readers judge the book best. So only those books which get read by them makes it to the top in this category. It's the toughest category and the most authentic one.
Apart from that, there are also commercial categories, which may be complimentary. They are not based on readers decisions but on the discretion of the of someone magazines. They are given away in kind to encourage and not disappoint some privileged ones who are loyal to these magazines. The readers are never taken into decision and are chosen by the magazine authorities. Though this category doesn't have much relevance, but helps many upcoming writers to get their reader base commenced. It's a honorary appreciation that are given away in surplus to the participants. (These Categories are awarded normally to encourage participants and based on good relations with the home magazine). All award committees in the world keep such categories to keep their entity running. The world needs to uplift some upcoming writers too.
We are glad to announce the top three winners and the top seven participants who made it this year to READERS CHOICE AWARDS 2020 IN THE POPULAR CATEGORY. The top three winners and the seven participants are as below.
TITLE OF BOOK
READERS VOTES
1. Stories that Intrigue - Brenda Mohammed (Romance Category)
Total Readers Voted - 1013
(Gold Winner) - Overall Votes
(Gold Winner) - Romance Category
2. The Ghost Wisdom - Shiju H. Pallithazheth (Non-Fiction Category)
Total Readers Voted - 670
(Silver Winner) - Overall
(Gold Winner) - Non-Fiction Category
3. Written in Water - Lesley Hayes (Other Fiction Category)
Total Readers Voted - 449
(Bronze Winner) - Overall
(Gold Winner) - Other Fiction Category
Finalists Of Popular Category ( These books didn't make it as Winners among the global mass, However, some of them have been awarded honorary Readers Choice awards upon the discretion of the magazine to motivate them. So for those who got the honorary titles, we express our heartfelt congratulations)
4. Sparky - Millie Slavidou
Total Readers Voted - 331
5. The Shimmer - Sylva Fae Total Readers Voted 247
6. A Year in the life of Leah- Lucinda Clarke
Total Readers Voted - 245
7. To Target the Heart - Andrea Alien Total Readers Voted - 189
8. Irma's Endgame - Paulette Mathurin
Total Readers Voted - 187
9. Chronicles of Fen Cermain -Y.W. Lumaris
Total Readers Voted - 139
10. The Mouse in the Hammock - Bethany Brevard
Total Readers Voted - 123
The source of this data as attached is obtained from the Award Voting portal.
Please share this post and let the world of readers know which best books got published in the year 2020. It would guide them to buy the best of the world as above and adorn their book collection.

"My lord, what is the outside?" King- The outside is something so strange... Nobody knows how it got there... our sensors are saying that it was there since the beginning of everything, but something wrong... " My lord, what's wrong?" King- The scanner said that the outside was there from the beginning... It was there from every place that mankind could think... Do you think we are facing something more dangerous than the others? "One thing is my lord... What if something happens to Rainbow... We are going to help me right?" King- Indeed... Because the being inside this place... Is worst than a Boundless being... Something that not even I can't face. Meanwhile, in the darkest place in the universe, there's Rainbow roaming around to find the outside dimension. Rainbow- Well... I open every single dimension and yet... I can't find it... I wonder if the King's nephew is still alive, but who cares... My goal is to obtain him and leave no big deal at... What in God's name is that? Rainbow saw disfigured creature opening a door. Rainbow- You know? This is kinda easy... Well anyways, I'm going to push him off now. Rainbow quickly run towards the disfigured creature, but before he could do anything the creature talked and said" I've been expecting you... Ruler of the dream dimension" Rainbow looked at the creature and before he could say a word, everything turned to black, Rainbow couldn't see a thing, He couldn't feel any presence... Everything went dark, Dark like the void... Rainbow felt like the whole universe his closing on him and squeezing him... He felt hopeless... Until he went to a slumber that he couldn't wake up... He could hear everything from the universe, but he couldn't wake up... He went into the darkness once again and this time... He couldn't move, He couldn't walk, He couldn't Speak... Just hear, Hearing everything and anything from the universe... Until he heard a voice telling him to wake up... It sounded like a woman voice telling him to wake up... The woman's voice was soft... Like an angel talking... Her voice was like a beautiful spring with flowers and birds singing. "Wake up" " Rainbow... Wake up... Wake up!" Rainbow- Ah! What?... Where... Am I? "Finally you're awake... Welcome, Rainbow, Welcome To The Outside. Rainbow looked around and he saw... A city? A dark dystopia futuristic World... Rainbow was confused... How can a place called the "Outside" Was something so... "Dark? Yeah, Yeah, writer... You kinda made it... Actually no I did it, I made it... Anyways please continue, This won't happen Pinky promise!" "...Right... Anyways... Rainbow was confused--" "Nah he wasn't, He's looking at me like who is she talking to? Actually Writer... Let me handle this will ya? "What? No, you can't just do that--" "Thanks, writer! Now please, you can go now bye!" "What?! N-" Rainbow- What is happening? Who were you talking to? What kind of place is this? " And...Done... He's completely gone now... Anyways how are you doing Rainbow?" Rainbow- Who are you? "Me? Well... I'm everything... From The void to time and space to everything and anything." Rainbow- What? "wha-... Forget it The name is Uchū" Rainbow- Oh... Um... Are you the ruler of this dimension? Uchū- Dimension? I'm the ruler of everything. Rainbow- So... You're... God? Uchū- God? Don't compare such low-level trash like him! He's a fiddle compare to me! Rainbow- Right! There's no need to be mad! It won't happen again I promise! Uchū- Great! Follow me! I have a lot to show you! Rainbow- Right! (Jesus Christ... That presence can make cosmic monsters to shame and even Entities... But she looks... So beautiful... Her eyes are like the Cat Nebula... Her hair is as if there's the universe inside of her hair... Long hair...) Uchū- Rainbow... Are you coming? Or are you still going to talk about my hair and eyes? What's next? Rainbow- Uh... No! I'm sorry! I'll follow you now! Uchū- *Sniff* Liar. Anyways follow me. Rainbow followed Uchū into the city. Rainbow- So what is this place? Uchū- This place is the outside... Everything goes here... Rainbow let's sit on this bench. Rainbow- Yeah(What the hell is a bench?) Both of them sat down on the bench. Uchū- You came here for Craig? He's doing fine so there's no need to save, but you want to go to the Oblivion Dimension right? To get the quote on quote "Infinite Knowledge" Right? Well, you're in luck! Follow me. Rainbow- Wait... So this is the Oblivion Dimension? Uchū- Nope! Follow me now! Rainbow followed Uchū into the place to get Infinite Knowledge. Rainbow- Wait... This place... Is a comic book shop... There's nothing here to get knowledge... what is this place? Uchū- Because this comics... Are universe... From different heroes and I read them... Every. Single. One. Of. Them. From the canon and non-canon from this universe from the weakest to the strongest version of themselves. I know everything from them and their powers and abilities from change backstory to the changed character with the same suit and power... And I can already have every power and abilities from them and I can block them from hurting me... So... Do you want to read the Marvelous adventures of a man with spider powers? Or the adventures of the detective comics with the man of tomorrow? Or an image of a man trapping both God and Satan from his world? Or a dark horse to see a hellish boy fighting for something? Which one do you choose? But don't you think you can beat me... I've already researched you Rainbow and to be fair? I'm always one step ahead of everyone and everything. So choose wisely because the other side of the comics I'm about to show you... Are pretty easy to understand so good luck! Rainbow- Oh...Oh... Great... This is going to take a while. Uchū- Nah! Come here, let me show you the other ones. Rainbow- Oh? There's more? Uchū- Yeah, but this time... The comics I show you are... a lot, but this one isn't... They have different names to Japanese comic, Manwha, Manga, and many more and of course If you can choose what to read... Want to level up alone? Want to read an alien from earth fighting for his world? Or you want to read a generation of a family with stars on their back the left shoulder? But Like I said you can choose to read and get knowledge... Hey... What time it is? Rainbow- Time? Uhh... Like... 3:30? Why are you asking? Uchū- Oh! I need to feed my pet! Follow me! Rainbow followed once again and he was getting tired of this and wanted to ask something to Uchū before she could feed her pet, but who was Uchū pet anyway? Rainbow- Wait! Before you feed your pet... What. The. Fuck. Is. That?. It looks little, but why does he look like that? What kind of an abomination made that? Uchū- That? Is my pet... He's sleeping... He always sleeps and if he wakes up... Well, you could say... That everything will go to sleep permanently... That's why I made this place because if he wakes up, he can't erase it, Rainbow we are outside of his dream, hehehe... My pet never made me... Hehehe... I made it... And I can't kill it! This is so much fun, isn't it! Oh! He's waking up, Isn't he adorable. Rainbow- Wait! Are you crazy!? He's going to erase everything! Uchū- Rainbow... We are outside of his dream... This blind idiot can't even do shit against us... Don't you get it? The universe that you live in I created it... I just have the ability to wake up and make it into a real thing I just took everything from this Idiot God, I just took his dreams from him... He was dreaming nothing... Fiction... Non-Fiction... Everything I created was to throw I little bit of everything from this mutt dream and... There he goes sleeping with the flutes. Now then... Let's go sit in the bench shall we? Rainbow- What? No! I want answers! Uchū- You'll get your answers if you sit with me on the bench, can you not do a simple thing? Rainbow- I said no-- Without blinking Uchū got closer to Rainbow and said " Can you not do a simple thing and sit with me? Rainbow- I refuse. Uchū- You dare? Rainbow- Yeah I dare. Uchū- I'm telling you to sit down and you dare? Sit. A simple word made Rainbow sit in a bench outside. "My lord!" King- I want everyone in that place now! Adora- But how?! King- I'll have to open it with my hands! Adora- We can't!!! King- Watch me! Uchū- Oh my... It looks like that the King is trying to open this place... How cute... He's nowhere near me... But I do want a dead King... Hey Rainbow? Should I let him enter? Rainbow- N... N...No. Uchū- Yes? Well if you say so... He's a skyfather level threat so I'm letting him open a twelve dimension to enter here. But Rainbow... All of you are going to die... Don't you understand? I'm not mad or disappointed... I'm just doing what I like... This place I can go anywhere... Because people don't understand how fiction works... A writer writes not because he likes to... A writer writes because he wants to play God... He can create, destroy, and make anything from impossible to possible... Because when the writer wants something... He's going to make it and it will sound stupid or epic, but in the end the writer wanted the thing and this time the writer is going to be me. Rainbow- You're Crazy! I don't care what is fiction or non fiction I'll try my best to kill you! Uchū- I want to remind you that you started this... And please a typical side character getting mad? Oh please... How many times are their going to be a typical mad side character? Rainbow/Uchū- I'll Show you! Rainbow- What?! Uchū- Like I said typical mad side character. Now the next thing you are going to say "I'll show you how typical I am!" With rage in your eyes and now Speaking about the side character... Who is the main character? Is he right behind me? Uchū turns around and she sees an army of the King. King- Listen God! Give us Rainbow and we won't make you a joke how's that?  Uchū turns around to see Rainbow- Typical Am I right? I'm going to say over my dead and your friend is going to hit me with his sword. Uchū- Over my dead body! King- Then so be it! Ugro! Ugro quickly slash Uchū hitting her in the chest. Uchū- Told you Rainbow! But this is cheating *Snap* Alright now I can fight without messing the story. Hey author! You can have the writing now! Ugro- Your story ends here. Uchū- Shocking isn't it? Adora- You won't be cocky after we kill you. Uchū- Oh! An Avatar is talking smack! I like it! King- This will be your end demon. Uchū- Demon? Uchū grows angel wings in her back. Uchū- How can an angel like me be a demon? King- Everyone! CHARGE!!! Everyone charge against one being all of them; the whole universe... The whole 100 universe where charging against one being... And this being is not going down that easy.

The Universe is a big and mysterious place and what happens if the universe has an End? When Gods and Goddess can't escape and only one has the Key to leave the bottomless pit of the universe. Follow The story of Ugro The Bright Knight in an adventure across the universe finding anything to escape the bottomless pit of the universe even if he has to kill the whole universe for it.

The art I took from pinterest if anyone knows who is the original let me know.
The Schedule of Devil's Den is Monday, Thursday, and Friday( If it takes longer is because I'm sick or something happens)
The Chapters length: 1,000-2,000

World War II, and Japan's defeat, deeply influenced Japanese literature. Many authors wrote stories of disaffection, loss of purpose, and the coping with defeat. Haruo Umezaki's short story Sakurajima shows a disillusioned and skeptical Navy officer stationed in a base located on the Sakurajima volcanic island, close to Kagoshima, on the southern tip of the Kyushu island. Osamu Dazai's novel The Setting Suntells of a soldier returning from Manchukuo. Shōhei Ōoka won the Yomiuri Prize for his novel Fires on the Plain about a Japanese deserter going mad in the Philippine jungle. Yukio Mishima, well known for both his nihilistic writing and his controversial suicide by seppuku, began writing in the post-war period. Nobuo Kojima's short story "The American School" portrays a group of Japanese teachers of English who, in the immediate aftermath of the war, deal with the American occupation in varying ways.

Prominent writers of the 1970s and 1980s were identified with intellectual and moral issues in their attempts to raise social and political consciousness. One of them, Kenzaburō Ōe published his best-known work, A Personal Matterin 1964 and became Japan's second winner of the Nobel Prize for Literature.

Mitsuharu Inoue (ja) had long been concerned with the atomic bomb and continued in the 1980s to write on problems of the nuclear age, while Shusaku Endo depicted the religious dilemma of the Kakure Kirishitan, Roman Catholics in feudal Japan, as a springboard to address spiritual problems. Yasushi Inoue also turned to the past in masterful historical novels of Inner Asia and ancient Japan, in order to portray present human fate.

Avant-garde writers, such as Kōbō Abe, who wrote fantastic novels such as The Woman in the Dunes (1960), wanted to express the Japanese experience in modern terms without using either international styles or traditional conventions, developed new inner visions. Yoshikichi Furui tellingly related the lives of alienated urban dwellers coping with the minutiae of daily life, while the psychodramas within such daily life crises have been explored by a rising number of important women novelists. The 1988 Naoki Prize went to Shizuko Todo (ja) for Ripening Summer, a story capturing the complex psychology of modern women. Other award-winning stories at the end of the decade dealt with current issues of the elderly in hospitals, the recent past (Pure- Hearted Shopping District in Kōenji, Tokyo), and the life of a Meiji period ukiyo-e artist.

Haruki Murakami is one of the most popular and controversial of today's Japanese authors. His genre-defying, humorous and surreal works have sparked fierce debates in Japan over whether they are true "literature" or simple pop-fiction: Kenzaburō Ōe has been one of his harshest critics. Some of Murakami's best-known works include Norwegian Wood (1987) and The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle (1994–1995).

Banana Yoshimoto, a best-selling contemporary author whose "manga-esque" style of writing sparked much controversy when she debuted in the late 1980s, has come to be recognized as a unique and talented author over the intervening years. Her writing style stresses dialogue over description, resembling the script of a manga, and her works focus on love, friendship and loss. Her breakout work was 1988's Kitchen.

Although modern Japanese writers covered a wide variety of subjects, one particularly Japanese approach stressed their subjects' inner lives, widening the earlier novel's preoccupation with the narrator's consciousness. In Japanese fiction, plot development and action have often been of secondary interest to emotional issues. In keeping with the general trend toward reaffirming national characteristics, many old themes re-emerged, and some authors turned consciously to the past. Strikingly, Buddhist attitudes about the importance of knowing oneself and the poignant impermanence of things formed an undercurrent to sharp social criticism of this material age. There was a growing emphasis on women's roles, the Japanese persona in the modern world, and the malaise of common people lost in the complexities of urban culture.

Popular fiction, non-fiction, and children's literature all flourished in urban Japan in the 1980s. Many popular works fell between "pure literature" and pulp novels, including all sorts of historical serials, information-packed docudramas, science fiction, mysteries, detective fiction, business stories, war journals, and animal stories. Non-fiction covered everything from crime to politics. Although factual journalism predominated, many of these works were interpretive, reflecting a high degree of individualism. Children's works re-emerged in the 1950s, and the newer entrants into this field, many of them younger women, brought new vitality to it in the 1980s.

Manga (comics) has penetrated almost every sector of the popular market. It includes virtually every field of human interest, such as multivolume high-school histories of Japan and, for the adult market, a manga introduction to economics, and pornography. Manga represented between 20 and 30 percent of annual publications at the end of the 1980s, in sales of some ¥400 billion per year.

Cell phone novels appeared in the early 21st century. Written by and for cell phone users, the novels—typically romances read by young women—have become very popular both online and in print. Some, such as Love Sky, have sold millions of print copies, and at the end of 2007 cell phone novels comprised four of the top five fiction best sellers.

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 Zane-Ashburn made it back to the house but decided not to go in. Mother would ask too many questions and he couldn't explain if he didn't even know what he saw. He turned and walked down the street that led to town. He didn't like being around lots of people, but the Library required its sacrifices. He walked through the old wooden doorway and he was greeted with the smell of old books and the sound of silence. He calmed down a bit and soon felt as relaxed as he could for someone who had just been turned into a goose. 
"Hello, Zane," The librarian said as he walked through the door  
"Greetings, Miss Iris," Zane-Ashburn said with a little wave.  
"What brings you here?  
"Just the usual. Looking for something to read. Do you happen to know anything good about codes and mysteries?"  
"I do. I think you might enjoy Sherlock Holmes by Arthur Conan Doyle. It's in fiction, something I know you don't usually like to read but, it's quite like a guide to solving mysteries. But you can always look in the non-fiction for some information on codes  
"Sure, thanks. I'll take a look," He said. Miss Iris was his favorite person, despite not liking people in general She was helpful and gave him interesting book suggestions. He stared at her soft features and curly brown hair that was tied half up in a messy bun. Her creamy brown skin was flawless and added to her beauty. Her face is so interesting to look at, Zane-Ashburn thought as he walked away. First, he went to the fiction. Here, he felt out of his comfort zone. He didn't like magic and strange phenomena, and he didn't particularly find the stories to be informative or helpful, so he stuck to non-fiction. Nevertheless, He trusted Miss Iris so he thought he should try it out. He scanned the shelves of books with authors whose last names began with D and soon found what he was looking for. The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes. He picked it up and inspected the blue hard-back cover with shiny gold writing. He turned it over and read the back: 
"My name is Sherlock Holmes. It is my business to know what other people don't know."  
Interesting. Zane-Ashburn thought and continued reading.  
"The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes first introduced Arthur Conan Doyle's brilliant detective to the readers of The Strand Magazine. The runaway success of this series prompted a second set of stories, The Memoirs. In these twenty-three tales, collected here in one volume, you have some of the best detective yarns ever penned. In his consulting room at 221B Baker Street, the master sleuth receives a stream of clients all presenting him with baffling and bizarre mysteries to unravel. There is, for example, the man who is frightened for his life because of the arrival of an envelope containing five orange pips (seeds); there is the terrified woman who is aware that her life is in danger and cannot explain the strange whistling sounds she hears in the night, and there is the riddle of the missing butler and the theft of an ancient treasure. In the last story, there is the climactic battle between Holmes and the act enemy, 'the Napoleon of Crime' Professor Moriarty. Holmes, with trusty Watson by his side, is equal to these and the other challenges in this splendid collection."  
Zane-Ashburn finished reading and everything stopped. He analyzed the words in his head, and one could say that his curiosity was piqued. He took the book and went straight to his favorite spot in the library. There was a large leather chair in front of a brick fireplace. It was cozy and his small body could curl up and read for hours. He read the first words and was soon absorbed in the greatness that is fiction. Zane-Ashburn was so involved in reading that he didn't realize that the sun had started to go down. In that time, he had finished reading The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes and, much to his dismay, the next book was checked out of the library so he wandered over to the non-fiction section and found a couple books on bird calls and their meanings. He had a very good memory. It wasn't as good as Sherlock's, but it was still good. If a memory was old enough, he had to search for it. He had found that Sherlock Holmes had to do the same thing. His "mind palace," as he called it. Zane-Ashburn memorized the meanings of the bird calls, but he had difficulty hearing the calls in his head. He needed to investigate further. But that meant playing more games. And that meant possibly getting eaten by Margarie. He didn't want that to happen, but his curiosity was endless. He supposed he would just have to learn to survive the games. His train of thought stopped suddenly. Hold on… how do these games even work? How in the world was I turned into a goose? What other games are played? What do they do? He thought. He searched his mind for an answer and a thought came to him. He ran to another section he never went into, the children's section. He just started looking when suddenly, there was a loud yell.  
"AAASSSSHHH" It was the voice of Gill. Zane-Ashburn sighed and looked over the railing towards the entrance where Anabelle and Gill stood. His brother waved and Zane-Ashburn scowled at him and made a shushing gesture. He made his way down the stairs and out the doors, not waiting for his siblings.  
"Ash-"   
"Processing."  
"What?"  
"I'm still processing."  
Gill looked down. "Oh."   
His older brother reacted differently to the games than he expected. He, for one, actually enjoyed them. He was quick and rarely ever got hurt. He didn't appreciate it when Margarie ate Garrith, though. Maybe tomorrow will be different. He agreed with the group that they should play something more toned down tomorrow. Something like wax museum or mafia where they didn't run around in terror. That is, if Zane-Ashburn decided to come again. Gill knew his brother well. He knew that curiosity got the best of him, so he was likely to come outside again. They walked home the rest of the way in silence.  
The next morning, Zane-Ashburn didn't wake up to his normal alarm of Anabelle. He got out of bed and looked around the small room. Both their beds were empty. He walked out into the kitchen It was silent.   
"Mom?" he called. No answer. He found a note on the small wooden table. It read, "Zane, I have gone into town for the day and your siblings are outside. – Mother"  
Zane-Ashburn quickly got dressed and walked outside. He walked through the woods, remembering the path he had walked yesterday. He eventually stumbled out on the soft green grass where the sun shone through a hole in the canopy. Gill and Anabelle were sitting on the grass, counting in sync. Gill opened his eyes and grinned his reckless grin.  
"I told you he'd come," He said, stopping the counting. Anabelle's eyes opened and she looked up.   
"Hello," she said happily with a smile. "We're playing Hide and seek!" Her voice became quiet and her eyes went wide.   
  "Watch me seek," She stood up and her hands rose to her mouth to let out a loud bird call.   
  "Chicka-dee-dee-dee-dee-dee." Zane-Ashburn recognized it as the chickadees' danger call. It basically meant that something was hunting them down. Suddenly, large foxlike ears grew out of Anabelle's skull and a small amount of blood dripped down her blond hair. She grimaced but it was quickly covered with a grin of excitement.   
"Ready?" she asked Gill.  
Gill pulled out a pocket watch. "Go." 
 Anabelle sprinted off through the forest making yipping noises as she went out of sight.  
"What the-," Zane-Ashburn said, mystified. "Ears...?"  
"Yeah," Gill said. "They help you hear. You get massive headaches after the game though."  
Zane-Ashburn looked at him, concerned. "So, how do things like this happen? I'm pretty sure it's not normal for ears to grow out of your head or to turn into geese."  
"Honestly, I have no idea. I don't even remember when we started playing the games. They seem to only be magical if I'm around. Sometimes they go wrong though. Milly and Mia get the worst of it. Poor Mia still coughs up feathers from duck, duck, goose. That's why she didn't play yesterday. It's like... the games punish them for losing or something. They are bad at a lot of them. Now that I think about it, I should probably give them some pointers..."  
Suddenly, there was a loud scream that came from the woods behind them and a giant flock of birds flew up from the trees.  
"What was that?" Zane-Ashburn asked, worried.  
"Oh, that's probably just Margarie being dramatic again. She likes to disturb the forest animals. That's one of the reasons bears and things don't come after us. Anabelle must've found her." Moments later, Margarie came out of the woods, looking annoyed and holding her arm that had a 6-year-old bite mark on it that was bleeding.  
"The little savage bit me too hard this time," she grumbled under her breath. She tore a bit off her dress and wrapped the bite. "Well, that's the first time I have been out this quickly."  
Gill grinned, clearly proud of his little sister. "The only one who can get you out."  
She glared at him and sat down near a tree.   
"Now we wait," Gill said. One by one, more kids came out of the forest, starting with a slightly annoyed Tucson, who was closely followed by a fuming Phoenix. He hated losing. They also had bite marks somewhere on them. They weren't as bad as Margarie's, but they were still pronounced. A while later, Mira came out, her long hair had leaves in it as if she had hidden in a tree. She looked like she was about to cry as she tried to investigate the bite on her shoulder. Then she looked around.   
"I lasted this long?" her face broke out into a wide smile. "Wow, this is rare." She sat down a little way away from Gill and Zane-Ashburn, looking proud of herself. It was a long time before anyone else came out, but eventually, Arizona revealed himself, with a condescending smile. He looked over at his brothers, raised both arms in the air, and said, "I am superior!" Phoenix and Tucson rolled their eyes and laughed. Phoenix stood up and whacked Arizona upside the head, to which Ari gave a look of mock surprise before dragging him to where they were sitting. Mira had a look of realization and stood up suddenly. "Milly won!" she said in disbelief and soon after, Milieta and Anabelle walked out, both laughing. Anabelle's big ears had disappeared, and she looked tired from her senses being sharpened. Mira ran up to her sister and hugged her tightly. "You won! I'm so proud," she said happily.  
"And because you won," Gill said, looking at Milieta. "You get to choose the next game. So, what say ye?"  
Zane-Ashburn worried that Milieta's moment of pride might lead her to choose a… not so safe game. Nonetheless, he was going to play these games and figure out what was making these children turn into animals and such.  
"Well, there are so many options! Does anyone have ideas?" Milieta took her hands out of her huge sweatshirt. Everyone took a moment of contemplation.  
"How about Fox at Midnight?" The triplets chanted together. Their smiles growing like the Cheshire Cat's. They all huddled together with their fingers crossed, hoping that their vote might count for more since they were in 3's.  
Everyone's eyes lit up at the idea of this game. As per usual, Zane-Ashburn had no idea what this game entailed and so he opted out of voting.   
"All for Fox at Midnight, say aye!" Gill announced.  
"Aye!" cried the triplets, unsurprisingly.  
"Aye!" smiled Milieta and Mira.  
"Aye!" Margarie's eyes connected with Zane-Ashburn's as she grinned her evil grin.  
"Aye!" Annabelle's voice was the most recognizable. She sounded like a high-pitched, joyful fairy.   
"Zane-Ashburn?" Gill faced him, and everyone else followed suit.  
Zane-Ashburn froze. He had no idea what this game was and what the danger level could have been. Uneducated guessing had led to many bad choices in history. He wasn't about to join that monumentally stupid group.  
"C-Can someone describe it first?" he nervously stuttered, his awkward smile appearing. Milieta and Mira both giggled, as did Margarie, but of course Margarie's smile was in a completely different tone.   
"Fox at Midnight is like Red Light, Green Light, but instead, the person at the front is not a traffic cop, but a fox. The goal of everyone else is the touch the fox without them seeing you move. If they do see you, the prey, move, they deserve the right to punish you in a form of their choice, ranging from them letting you go to eating you. Margarie is barred from eating anyone," he shot a glare in her direction and she gave a toothy grin, "but, everyone else can choose their punishment. If you touch the fox, and they do not catch you, you become the fox and the new round starts. We play for as many people as we have. Not everyone will get a turn."  
Zane-Ashburn soaked in the information, knowing this was a terrible idea deep in his gut. Regardless, he said it: 
"Aye."  
"Let the games begin!"

What if children's games were real? What if, ashes ashes we all fell down?  What if when you were tagged, you really were IT? Any normal person might wonder why these games are played, or what they mean, eventually passing it off as "just a game", but, dear reader, whether you are a child or an adult, understand that these are not just games. They are the difference between life and death, inclusion, and exclusion, and most importantly, your ability to survive.  

Read as Zane-Ashburn and his friends the Children of the Moon leave England and discover life is beyond their imagination's limits!

Co-Written with my friend Izzy! Remember to give them credit as well!

"Your turret has been destroyed"


"You have been slain"


"Defeat!"



I watched him as he throw his frustrations at the chair beside him. 


"tss hopeless" I uttered then continue the book I'm currently reading.


"What did you say!" he shouts 

I didn't bother looking at him besides I don't even who he was talking too. Not until someone snatched my book. I glared at who ever did that.


"Oh the 'DEDEAT!" I mocked him for losing the game


"Tss, its because my teammates are weaklings how do you expect me to win 1 over 5 huh, of course you don't know all you know is paste your face in every pages of that damn thing" he said pointing at my book

I gaped my mouth open, not accepting on what he actually called my book a damn thing. 

Seriously how can this guy said that to a book lover like me, oh gosh very insensitive of him.

" You know what if have nothing good to say get lost"

"Here we go again, really you two, you keep arguing everyday, its like a daily routine for you two" one of our classmate interfere.


"Whatever" both say and then he returned to his seat which is next to mine.



Let me introduce myself first. I am Eliegh Larzon 18 and a senior high school student. You see teenagers like me like to read romance, teen fiction and non fiction stories. That's my hobby, I can read a book all day. I became hopeless romantic because of these. Having not so perfect relationship but having the respectful guy and that loves you no matter who you are is like a dream come true. That's what every girl wants. 

Of course some people wouldn't understand that, they say its cheesy, you'll have higher standard in guys, it only exists in books not in reality and such. But people if you only read this books that are worth it to read, you can say that you have a lot to learn in real life situations not just having a perfect image of a guy that you say. 


And one of this people was Trevor Jonsons a gamer, online games, mobile legends name it he's good at that. Maybe good at playing girls heart too (shrugs).


"What?" I ask when I caught him staring at me 

Instead of saying something he just roll his eyes. 

"Ha! the audacity" I whispered and return to face my book.











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The one who is addicted to books, fictions, romance and love vs to the one who is a addicted to online games, a gamer and a player. Can love be a reason in between?

Since that fateful day in which she had first met Ilara, she's been working for her ever since. Naera was fortunate indeed to have met such a kind woman inside the wall of Garuh. 

She went inside the library and was greeted enthusiastically by Ilara.

"Naera! Thank goodness you're finally here! I need your help terribly, darling. I need someone to help me organize these new books that just came in and there are so many of them. I just simply can't do all of this by myself. My hair has even started to go all over the place because of this horrid, stressful mess!" Ilara said as she was up on one of the ladders, holding two books on each hand and looked positively exhausted.

Her hair stuck out in all sorts of ways from her usually neat bun and she had bags under her eyes. 

"I'd be more than willing to help, Ilara. You look exhausted."

"Exhausted? I look horrible!" she exclaimed as she started to go down the ladder and dusted herself off of any lingering dust that settled on her dress. 

"You? Never." she said with a genuine smile as to which Ilara responded with a chuckle. 

"Now don't come to me with your flattery so early in the morning. My deserved flattery time schedule must be precisely at noon, Naera. Or have you forgotten?" she said with a light, joking tone. 

"Oh, of course! How could I forget?" she said as she joked back. 

Ilara was like an older sister to Naera ever since that day that she found her exhausted from wandering around, trying desperately to find a decent job. 

Naera looked up to Ilara and loved her dearly like they shared the same blood. 

"Now, why don't you help me organize that pile first?" she as she pointed to a rather large pile of books stacked in a corner. And it was one of many stacks of newly arrived books.

Ilara truly wasn't joking when she said she needed the help. 

She started picking up the books and tried to read their titles before organizing them. Naera loved to read, but if it weren't for Ilara, she wouldn't even know how to.

Ilara was the one that sparked her passion for books by teaching her how to read. She already knew some basic reading, but a poor orphan girl like her from the Wall of Omire couldn't truly read as good as people from the Wall of Garuh.

And as she started to get better at reading big words, she started to read more and more books by the day. 

"The Adventures of Teolio the Wizard should be at the Non Fiction Section, The Adventures of a Normal Man who lived a normal life should be at the Fiction Section..."she said to herself in a low voice as she started organizing the books by genre.

But a particular book made her stop in her busy tracks. 

"The History of Dragons."

Naera was a poor girl who lived in a world that was cruel to people who had nothing when one day, a dragon comes by. He demanded that every unmarried woman at the age of 17 would line up in the plaza in front of the castle. 

Unknowingly, the dragon was the Prince of all Dragons and for some reason, he chose Naera to be his wife. He whisks her off to the land of dragons against her will. Will Naera ever love the beast that took her from her home?

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