In the city of New York, gang crime as reached it's all time high due to the occurance of powerful humans. These humans use their strength for all illegal activities. The story follows a young woman and two young men as they rise up the ranks and become the new bosses of The Big Apple. This is NY Criminal.

This book is co-written by me and two friends and will be available on Wattpad.

This book has been dropped due to inactivity.

Novel
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This is a non-fiction work. based on an incident I had when attending a family gathering. I found this very amusing and thus, I am sharing it today.


Happy Birthday, mommy. 
This one's for you.

With all my love,
Agatha
What happens when a non-fiction writer meets Mr. Fiction himself? The one person who will show her the other side of the world, a place that defies all her rules, where reality and fantasy collide, solving the mystery of her past. The one person she couldn't remember becomes the man she can't live without.
Julie St. Matthews is a New York Times bestseller. She collects people's experiences and turns them into words in her books.
She believes fairy tales and myths are meant for children; none of them are real. At least not to her knowledge that is, until she found a mysterious love letter in the attic one day signed with,
"Love, Mr. Fiction". 
The man who was the epitome of all things she never believed. 
Before she knew it, she was dancing with him in the dark; moving in a way that she never knew was possible. Slowly but surely, she let herself get pulled into the other side by the enchanting stranger.

That's right I Mr. Richard Roswald Jackson is a person re living my life. Not only i came back in the past in 1975 but also can remember everything up until i died on 2020.
When i came back at fist i was shocked but then i became excited. Why? Because  i can change my life for the better, i can realize the dreams which i couldn't in previous life. I could live a life far better then the life i had previous.
My previous life was worse. As my family is well known and successful, having such an amazing family can be both pressuring and blessing. Pressuring because, if have live unto expectation of not only your parents but also the surroundings otherwise they will compare ,make fun of you.
But I couldn't bare the pressure and by the time I became 18 i collapsed. oh boy! i fell hard!!!. I was academically good, it turned worse. i stated to become rebellious. arguing with parents , keeping distance from them, parting, fighting ,drinking, drugs etc i became all in all problem child.
it turned out to be the worst decision of my life. Because by continuing this kind of life my body deteriorated. Finally the worse turn came, I had an accident and the result I became bedridden for my life, worse disease started coming from left to right.
 All i could have done at that time is watch movies, tv series or read books. beside that due to fathers influence look at the investment market and help my father with his work.
Finally at the age of 45 my body collapsed after fighting for a long time. During my last breath I wised if i could have relived this life once again. And  I don't know which supreme being heard my wish because I am for ever grateful to him.
 And that is how I came back to the past. Now onward to the story....
...

Month have gone since the  kitchen discussion, the kids column of NY times started get popular as interesting short stories are been publishing every week under a name R.R Jackson. Popularity might not been seen during first week but after that it started to grow.
One day, a family of three on Zionsville just having a breakfast in a living room, the child of this family, a 9 year old girl was reading a newspaper and see this, her parents treat this as normal occurrence as entertainment for the kids have been matured enough like smart phones or video games era. 
See his daughter seem fascinated reading a newspaper, the father feel curious and ask his daughter. " What's on the news sweetheart? I've never seen you such having those interest reading newspaper."
The daughter heard her father saying that immediately felt irritated," Dad, I'm concentrating on reading this story, you know it's really hard to read on the newspaper".
Hearing that, her father didn't feel angry at all and become more curious for his daughter behavior, " Okay sweetheart, I will just wait for you finish the story and then you tell me what this is story about" her father just smiled after saying that.
The mother saw the father daughter interaction just smiled and also became interested about what her daughter read. A moment passed and the girl has read the story with both happy and frustrated expression on her face, her father become curious,  seeing this she began narrate the story to her parents

" This short story is the best that I have read mom, dad. It's exciting and funny. But dad whats a string ray? Does it look like a large butterfly too bad it has no illustration on it, can we go to fish aquarium see string ray dad  and this story still has continuation and won't be released next week. But dad, newspaper story is usually different each week and I'm afraid I won't get the continuation next week."
Seeing her frustrated but hopeful face girls dad laughed "hahaha... Don't worry dear i will send request mail to the editor of NY times and of course I will take you to the aquarium to see a string ray"
"really dad!!! yaaa!!!!" the girl became excited hugged her dad.
And this situation occurs at least in a thousand household in N.Y. and few parts of the States that subscribing the N.Y. Times. It occurred not only for the stories it self but the clever tactic used by Richard himself. 
When he created the short stories the volume was really large, so in order to publish in the paper it was usually divided into two or three parts but he cleverly divided the story in such a way that when ever a reader finishes one part they not only became frustrated but also crave for the latter part of the story which drives the popularity even more.
As the short stories grow popular the sales and the subscribing number of NY Times also grows which in turn they urge Richard to give them more  priority by giving him 200$-250$ each article writing in there kids column.
With  in the next few months Richards short stories not only became popular among the kids but also among their parents. the author R.R Jackson became topic of discussion on dinner table in many households. Not only the NY times have sold like hot cakes but there was substantial visitors specially families with kids from 6 to 12 years old in many water zoos or aquarium parks through out the states. 
During this frenzy time when a book named <My Ocean Stories> by R.R Jackson which was no  only the compilation of this short stories but also illustration of different characters where published . It not only sold more than 150,000 copies trough out US but also took 10th place in the bestseller list.
The guy who created this is situation doing dancing practice for his upcoming show stage show audition in Broadway.

When people about R.R Jackson the first thing comes to mind
The Living Legend....
He is a man who brought storm in the worlds entertainment...
Idol of all aspiring idols... 
Music , Film , Drama , Books not a place he left untouched
They say he is a man with Midas touch or is he ......


First time writing... Open to constructive criticism...
Hope everyone like my story....

Disclaimer : I don't own anything other than my main character. All things written is nothing more than a fiction.

On March 30, 1820, Anna Sewell was born into a devoutly Quaker family. Her mother, Mary Wright Sewell, was a successful children's book author. Sewell was mostly educated at home and did not attend school for the first time until she was twelve years old. Two years later, she seriously injured both ankles in an accident. From then on, Sewell had extremely limited mobility; she required crutches and could never walk great distances. 

SAnna_Sewellewell resorted to using horse-drawn carriages for transportation. Soon she fell in love with horses and became deeply concerned about their humane treatment. That concern led her to undertake the children's classic Black Beauty. Sewell undertook the novel not for children, but for those who cared for horses. She said her "special aim [was] to induce kindness, sympathy, and an understanding" toward equines. But when Sewell began the novel in 1871, her health was already failing. At first, she narrated the story to her mother. In 1876, Sewell began writing on small slips of paper, which her mother would then transcribe. 

Sewell completed Black Beauty in 1877, only five months before she passed away. She did, however, live long enough to enjoy the book's initial success. Though Sewell finished only one novel during her lifetime, that book has survived as a wonderful literary legacy.

Sewell is one of many legendary authors who managed to publish only a single novel during their lifetime. Here are a couple more examples of such authors.

Edgar Allan Poe
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One of the earliest American authors to embrace the short story, Edgar Allan Poe was a master of suspense and horror. He's credited with originating detective fiction and contributing to the evolution of science fiction. A truly prolific author, Poe was the first American author to earn his living (paltry though it sometimes was) through writing. Yet he only wrote one novel: The Narrative of Arthur Gordon Pym of Nantucket (1838). Jules Verne would later write a sequel in 1897 called An Anarctic Mystery, but also known as The Sphinx of the Ice Fields. 

Emily Brontë
Like her sisters, Emily Brontë originally published under a more androgynous pseudonym. When Wuthering Heights was published in 1847, it bore the name of Ellis Bell. The novel met with mixed reviews from critics, who mostly found the book unbelievable and even scandalous. In a later edition, Charlotte Brontë wrote a preface to the novel, defending her sister's work. Unfortunately Emily would not survive to write another masterpiece; she died of tuberculosis only a year after Wuthering Heights was published. 

Oscar Wilde
Oscar Wilde wrote plenty of plays and poetry, but The Picture of Dorian Gray (1890) would be his only novel. It didn't win Wilde any friends with literary critics, who called the novel everything from "effeminate" to "unclean." Always eager to please, Wilde revised the novel but directed the rest of his energies to plays and poetry. During Wilde's lifetime, he would be best known for these, but it was Dorian Gray that earned Wilde a place in the literary canon. 

Margaret Mitchell
Margaret Mitchell had never wanted to publish a novel, but then a colleague expressed doubt that Mitchell could accomplish such a feat. Gone with the Wind was published in 1936, propelling Mitchell to the exact kind of fame she had wanted to avoid. She won the Pulitzer Prize for Fiction in 1957. 

Gone with the Wind has remained one of the bestselling books of all time. Mitchell, who hated being in the limelight, refused to publish another novel and had little time to reconsider—she died at age 49, after being struck by a car. Her novella Lost Laysen was published posthumously in 1996. 

Ross Lockridge, Jr
Though Ross Lockridge, Jr. has yet to become a household name, the author received considerable acclaim for his first novel, Raintree County, published in 1948. The book is often considered a Great American Novel, placing Lockridge in the illustrious company of legendary authors like Mark Twain and Ernest Hemingway. Raintree County topped the New York Times bestseller list and was adapted for the silver screen in 1951. But it would be Lockridge's last work; he committed suicide only three months after Raintree County was published. 

Ellison_JuneteenthRalph Ellison
When Ralph Ellison published Invisible Man in 1952, it met with almost immediate acclaim. It won the U.S. National Book Award for Fiction in 1953. Ellison continued to write, hoping to match the success of his debut novel. But in 1967, a fire in his home destroyed Ellison's second manuscript. Ellison persevered, eventually producing a new manuscript that sprawled to over 2,000 pages. After he died, the manuscript was condensed, edited, and published as Juneteenth. 

Boris Pasternak
Boris Pasternak is remembered as a titan of twentieth-century poetry. It's no wonder that his attempt at a novel would be nothing short of spectacular—yet Dr. Zhivago (1957) was almost not published at all. The manuscript had to be smuggled out of Russia and published abroad. In 1958, Pasternak was awarded the Nobel Prize in Literature, and his latest novel certainly contributed to the Swedish committee's decision. Unfortunately the Russian government disapproved of Pasternak's perspective, and he was forced to decline the Nobel Prize under threat of punishment. 

Harper Lee
Since Harper Lee published To Kill a Mockingbird in 1960, it has become one of the most popular and enduring works of American literature. The novel earned the 1961 Pulitzer Prize for Fiction and consistently finds its way onto school reading lists. In 2007, Lee was awarded the Presidential Medal of Freedom for her contribution to letters. Lee published a second novel the year before her death, but circumstances surrounding it are murky at best. Although Go Set a Watchman was marketed by its publisher as a sequel to Lee's magnum opus, we now know it was merely a rough draft for To Kill A Mockingbird. 

It's unclear why Lee never published again between Mockingbird and the release of Watchman, though she did spend several years on a novel called The Long Goodbye before abandoning the project. Lee has made another mark on literature thanks to her friendship with Truman Capote, whom she assisted in researching In Cold Blood. 

John Kennedy Toole
When A Confederacy of Dunces was published in 1980, it earned author John Kennedy Toole a posthumous Pulitzer Prize. The brilliant but troubled Toole had finished the novel much earlier. But the stress of consistent rejections from publishers wore on Toole, as did other aspects of his life. He committed suicide in 1969. The book was published thanks to the hard work of Toole's mother and has since been recognized as an outstanding work of twentieth-century American literature.



    "Yes, Eric, can you hand this book to my Publishing House to work?"Michael Claus didn't hide his intentions and said it straightforwardly.

    Eric looked at the black girl who had finished printing, was binding, and then said to Michael Claus: "Sorry, Michael, although thank you for your approval, but you know, I want to go to some of the larger Publishing House to try my luck. . Just like every parent, I hope that my child can get into the Ivy League school. Are you right? "

    Michael's expression is not disappointing, but smiles: "Eric, do you have a good understanding of the large Publishing House? Maybe we can find a place to talk, I know there is a coffee shop not far away, I Please, how about?"

    Eric took the black girl's bound manuscript and packed the first draft into the bag. He refused directly: "Sorry, Michael, I am going to be late for work. If the manuscript is rejected by the Publishing House, I will contact you. of."

    Eric finished, took his backpack out of the print shop and started the car to the Italian Restaurant. Michael in the print shop just hesitated a little, immediately rushed out of the store and drove up. He has an intuition that if he misses this opportunity, he may regret it for a lifetime. This intuitive three-pointer is directed at the novel called Jurassic Park, and the seven points are indeed for the young man Eric.

    Although he only read the first half of the novel, Michael was surprised to find that Eric not only incorporated many high-tech factors such as genetic engineering, chaos theory, and nanotechnology that his teens of this age might not have heard of, and There is no loss of the fun of the novel, and the twists and turns of the plot are fascinating.

    He has not seen examples of integrating many high-tech into novels, but most of them use oysters, and even write some novels into popular science books. That type of novel is obviously not for all types of readers. Please.

    Eric parked the car in the parking lot and turned to find a black car that was not far away. Michael Claus came down from the car and apparently followed him. This made Eric's vanity little satisfaction, and unconsciously had a good impression on Michael.

    "Hey, Eric."Michael raised his hand to Eric and was about to speak. Eric pointed to his watch and said, "That, Michael, look, it's nine o'clock. I am a waitress at this Italian Restaurant, maybe you don't mind ordering another breakfast? The restaurant is very leisurely before ten o'clock and has an hour. "

    Michael nodded intently and followed Eric into the restaurant.

    Eric changed his clothes, and Michael was already sitting in the window seat, with an early breakfast and seven seven eight eight.

    "I am with Mr. Jeff explained it, but you have to hurry. "Eric sat down opposite Michael and then smiled: "I am young, but not so easy to be convinced."

    Michael smiled. "I believe that you have listened to my explanation and will definitely hand over the book to me." I just said that you may not know about the large Publishing House. Just happened, I have been in Simon & Schuster for eleven years, starting with the most basic review editor, because the competition department Manager After failing to leave, I founded Night Elf Publishing House. "

    "What does this have to do with the topic we are talking about now?"Previous life As a Loser, Eric is most afraid of others telling his own history of struggle, and can't help but insert a sentence.

    "Don't worry, young people, I said these just to let you know, my next words are true and credible. Do you know that when I first started the review editor, I would review tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of words every day. Although inside…Well, there are a lot of bad manuscripts, but there are quite a few manuscripts that have accumulated publishing value. At most, the number of books published in one year has reached two thousand. You can imagine, as a new person, even if you publish, how many promotional marketing resources can you get from these thousands of publications? "

    Michael finished, stopped and drank, leaving Eric with some time to think. Eric acknowledged Michael's words in his heart, but did not say anything, just use his eyes to signal Michael to continue.

    Michael raised his hand slightly, as if in a speech: "My Publishing House is small, but I have a lot of experience in book publishing marketing. Moreover, my Publishing House has mainly published novels such as science fiction, adventure, and horror in recent years. Although only a dozen novels have been published each year, they have already gained a certain reputation in the industry. You handed me "Jurassic Park", then for the next period of time, I promised to use the resources I have mastered to distribute the novel, and in the shortest possible time, the book's fame. And in my experience, under my full operation, this is likely to break into the bestseller list. "

    Michael illuminates all his cards and waits for Eric's decision.

    Eric was a bit absent-minded about Michael's rhetoric. A small or micro-Publishing House, how much energy can all resources be?

    He is already a middle-aged uncle in his bones. In the complicated circle of previous life, he has seen strange pigs running around the world. Of course, it won't be because Michael Claus's words are very tempting and confusing, just like a young man who changed his mind. However, Michael actually poked Eric's heart in one sentence: in the shortest possible time, the reputation of "Jurassic Park" was launched.

    No matter in what era, fame is an intangible but useful resource. Eric is now going to realize his plan. His biggest weakness is age. A young man will naturally give people a feeling of being untrustworthy.

    But if you have enough fame, this shortcoming will be well covered. An 18-year-old high school student, when Director made a movie, everyone would accuse him of chaos, not knowing how to be tall. And if an 18-year-old genius writer makes a movie, the result will definitely be different. There will definitely be criticism, but more people will definitely say: Oh, that genius kid is doing something amazing.

    Eric tried it out: "I have to say, Michael, your condition is really a bit of a heart." However, these are your words, I don't know your Publishing House at all. "

    "It's a good testimony," Michael said without hesitation: "On the recent Best New York Times bestseller list, there is just one of my Publishing House books on the list, although it's only the last one, but This book has been purchased by the 20th Century Fox movie, and is likely to be made into a movie in the next few years."

    Eric believes in Michael's words, he does not need to lie on this easy to be dismantled, said: "So, how do we take the time to talk about specific cooperation?"

    Michael glanced and said: "You…Do you agree? "

    "Yes," Eric nodded and smiled. "To be honest, I can't wait to see my novel being made into a book."

    "So, how about tonight, I think you may need work now."Michael pointed to the guests who grew up in the restaurant.

    After the two agreed on the meeting place, Michael left the restaurant with satisfaction.

    "Eric, what have you talked to with that person, seeing how happy you are now?"Jeff asked, just that Eric just said something to discuss with friends, so he was curious.

    Eric handed the menu of the guest just to the colleague in the kitchen, and then to Jeff, the guest waiter: "Good news, Jeff, who was just a Boss of Publishing House, I am about to publish my novel."

    Jeff is a little messy, and some suspicious: "Fiction, did you still say that you were writing a script yesterday, how to rewrite the novel, do you give up the Director ideal so quickly, intend to be a writer?"

    Eric said: "Of course not, my goal is not to change at will. When Director and writing novels don't conflict, isn't it? By the way, my novel is in my backpack in the locker room. Jeff, you can go and have a look and help me with some advice. "

    Jeff turned to the dressing room with doubts. He thought Eric's novel was a short story of a few thousand words. When he saw a thick stack of novels, Jeff almost blinked his eyes. More than 100,000 words, I have never written so many words in my life.

    Spend some of the busiest dining hours at noon and have a little leisure. The staff of the restaurant discovered that it seems that Boss has been disappearing for several hours. This is very rare for a fat man who likes to wander around and show his sense of existence.

    When the staff negotiated about looking for Boss, Jeff got out of the locker room and patted Eric's shoulder: "A very good novel, I am sure of one thing now, you will resign soon. It is."After saying these words, Jeff is leaving the old god.

    As soon as Boss disappeared, a group of people gathered around to ask Eric what had happened.

    So throughout the afternoon, from time to time, waiters and even kitchen staff took time to drill into the locker room and took turns reading Eric's manuscripts. Even after work, a beautiful waitress in the restaurant asked with a spoiled question whether he could take the manuscript home to see.

    Although the pretty girl's wink makes Eric feel a bit sloppy, Eric can only refuse this request. Although several copies of the novel have not been used, it is nothing to lend to her, but the novel has not been published after all, and he does not want to see what happened before. I have known other people's works as such things. I have never known this in ancient and modern times. He experienced this kind of thing in his previous life.



"Losing you comes in waves, today I'm drowning"!
Drowning in my own tears, in my own pain. Everyone thinks I have gone crazy. 
Saying:
- he doesn't even know you.!
I know maybe he didn't know me, I was just one of his fans who were behind him through this journey he had!
When my best friend came to see me and told me in an easy way about his death, that moment I was all out, I didn't believe my ears, I didn't believe her, but it was true he was killed by a boy. A teenager!
When she told me that, I took my phone searching for him like crazy!
News:
" the bestseller author Dior Palmer was found dead in his house"
No, no please. I started to cry like crazy, please tell me this is not true..!
This moment was like I was drowning deep in the ocean.!
I know I look like one of these crazy fans who wants  attention but is not like that, I don't want attention, I just want this to be a bad dream, he to be alive..!
I know him from his first step like a writer. I was the first fan who admired him before he becomes famous, I admired his personality without even knowing him, just by looking at him. 
I meet him first in a park when he was writing something, then he through that letter away after he walked away I took the letter, I was mesmerized about that part he wrote, that part made me so emotional, I thought ugh this little part made me this emotional who knows how a whole book will be when he will finish.!
I was then in the first year in high school" International high school of Paris-Cortambert".
At that time I liked to stay more alone or I thought like that because I had no friends.
One day I meet him again at "Tuileries Garden" I used to go often there because has a beautiful view, is located between the " Louvre" and the "Place da la Concorde"
Maybe that was my miracle, that I met him there, now I had and another reason to go there, it was him, the letter I took when he through away there I saw his name "Dior".
I was 15 years old when he was 21 years old.
One day I went after him to see where he will go, I know a look like a stalker but that boy changed something at me but I don't know what!!
He works at a coffee " the caféthequeé of Paris"
I wanted to meet him from close but I never had the courage to go inside.

Through the years, he worked hard and become what he deserved to be.
His first book was " The war and peace in my soul" you know what?! 
That part he throw away is now in this book he wrote years ago before he debuted like a writer.
He becomes the bestseller he started to write like crazy, and his time to shine came. I feel like a proud mother!
He was the one who dragged me out from the darkness I was drowning and drowning day by day, I grow up with his books.
He was the first love that I never went inside to that coffee or to the park to talk to him years ago when I had the opportunity. But it is okay I was living with the idea that I can be with him one day, but now that opportunity is gone.
Thinking about those memories made me cry more and more.
If I ever had a chance to save him, I would give everything that he can be alive today!
A "psycho" killed him and himself. Dior had another big book that he wrote "euphoria" he really becomes more famous with this one, he went on a tour in Europe and America too.
Before killing Dior he wrote a letter where he said :
" I killed him because he didn't accept that book was for me, everything he wrote in the book was a message to me that I can do in real life but now he refused and said he didn't know me so I'm taking him with me"!!

 He was just crazy how can someone take for real a fiction story, is just a fiction you piece of sh**t. The book was a boy who had some strength saving the world and killed people who were the bad ones, so this idiot did the same in real life.

Next day!

I woke up with my eyes all red and puffy, my head hurts so much but my heart hurts more.

Ameli. Wake up!!
Ah I want to die!!
What's going one here, what is this mess in this room?
Don't tell me that you cried again reading that book?
How I'm supposed to live now mom?
What are you talking about, It is the hundredth time you read that one, and you will cry every time?!!
Mom what are you talking you know how much I love him!! I want to disappear!!
I know, I know. It would be better if I never know that!
Moom!! how can you not be ashamed, he died at a young age!!
Is just a book why should I be ashamed, he will write another one again. Wake up or you will be late on your first day of senior year. She went outside!!
Wait, what?
What senior, I was... What book you were talking about!
The one that boy died who you were crying how it was the name... Oh yes " gone with the wind".
But that was last year!
Did you had a nightmare or what?! You have been reading this book for about one month, didn't he published that book a month ago?!
A month ago? 

I went to my room searching for the last book "Euphoria" but it wasn't in my room. 
Where is the book?
Ameli are you still in your dreams or what!
Here is your book take it..  my brother threw it in my direction. 
No, no I mean the old one!!
Has she gone, crazy mom?!
I took my phone and searched for his last book and my mom was right is the "gone with the wind" the last book. 
What's going on?!
Oh my darling, Ethan, I don't know what to do with her anymore.!
Should I find her a boyfriend?!
Haha that sounds good!
Are you coming or I will go, we will be late!
Which year we are?
What? Ameli you are making me angry with all those stupid questions, come to yourself don't play with us!
Mom answers me please?? Which year we are?!
Oh omg I will be the one who will go crazy in the end! We are at 2020, is September the last year of high school, that means you are in a senior year! Alright, do you have another question?
No, I'm going crazy noo!
Yes you are. I'm going to work, eat something before going to school!
I called my best friend Sophia!
Morning Ameli. 
Hi Sofi!
Where you are, are you not coming to school. Oh don't tell me you will skip first classes to go to see Dior, right?
Wait, where he will be?
He has an interview today at coffee " La Fouguets" he will announce the title of the new book and also will meet fans. Wait you don't know about this, what " Palmero" you are. "Palmero" was our fandom name because he was "Dior Palmer".
I need to go see you later.

I started to run until the coffee,  my apartment is not that away, it is like in the center where everything is close to your place.  But it took me 30 minutes because my whole body was shaking, I don't know and how I arrived there, just wishing that this is true, that he is alive.
He was there smiling, shining like a star!
He looks so handsome. But here are so many people are so crowded, I tried my best push everyone to go to the front.
Today he was wearing a different style, like in the old times, a white shirt, gray pants and also suspenders, a pair of glasses, his hair ugh one said was raised up while the other side was down where it covered his forehead and a little his eye. While he was talking, I was that quiet and relaxed that I forgot everything. This old-style is killing all of us and show his charm in the best way.


I still can't believe that he is alive when yesterday he was all over the news for his death. Or maybe I had a dream, a nightmare and none of them happened.
 While we were listening to the interview.
The interview girl asked:
Do you have women in your life or someone you have a crush? 
Ohh everyone was waiting for his answer that he will give!
At that moment I don't know how but he looked at me. He can't remember me even he had seen me many times in the past!
No, I don't have someone in my life!
Then can you describe your type of woman you want to meet? 
While he talks his eyes are one me..!  I feel like a will have a heart attack.
Hmm someone smart, I would like to meet someone who I can write a story with her" our story".
Girls behind me started to scream. "Im here", "what about me", "me too".
He was just staring at me as he knows me and I was looking at him all confused then the interview brings us to reality.

What about the title of the new book?
To tell the truth I'm not sure if I should write it now or I should rest and a little more but I have one in my mind Is "Euphoria" I think will be good for a new book, but I will see!!
Today I feel strange like I have reborn and I want to write without stopping or I have become a workaholic? Haha!
That moment stopped for me!! But it was a dream, right?! 
The title can't be a coincidence like the same I had In the dream!!
I was just looking at him, in a strange way!
Alright Mr. Dior
Fans are waiting for an autograph, have a nice day, thank you for coming!
Thank you for having me. Goodbye!
How I will tell him, what I will do? No one will believe me! I can't believe myself how others will believe this crazy thing!??

It was my turn for an autograph, I took my book out.
Hi..is all I said!
Hey.
He looks so happy, but I'm torn, my heart is broken in million pieces, I was so happy seeing him alive but now I'm torn knowing he will be dead a year later!
Why are you so sad?
Oh no I'm so happy seeing you after a long time from the tour!
Have I met you before?
Uh actually...!
I'm sorry, his secretary came. Said something to him in the ear.
I'm so sorry guys but can we do it this another time I really need to go something urgent came, I promise I will do this one again to meet you all who I'm leaving today.
Thank you for coming, I love you all of you.
Bye!

Others started to scream and go behind him, while I was looking at him thinking what's going one is this a joke? 
I was at the ground.
I can't breathe!! 
Dior, no please!
Who is playing with me, please stop, I can't handle this.
Then I fainted!!

She fainted, is she alone??

Take that girl! 
What do you mean to take that girl?
I think I now that girl when she came to take autograph she looked so sad, her eyes tried to say something to me. Take her!!

( 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.

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