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In 2020, I have moved to publish books on amazon. Due to the numerous sites pirating my material, I will no longer publish on RR, MQ or WN. I will only publish on amazon. 

If you find this book free anywhere, it is illegally pirated. 

I hope that the illegal sites pirate this chapter too as a notice to readers. I will not support pirating and distribution of my material for free on unauthorized sites.

 

Feel free to check my books out on amazon as I start to develop a profile. 

Avania: Fantasy novel - Available on Amazon Dec 2019

Evandaria: LITRPG - Available on Amazon February 2020

The Golden Tiger Lily: LITRPG - Available on Amazon March 2020

Evandaria: LITRPG - Available on Amazon March 2020

 

Thank you for being here and reading through my chapters. I am disappointed to have to remove books from these sites and I have not distributed more than the first 3 chapters (traditional novel format) of any given series. But, with how rampant pirating has become I cannot safely ensure the full removal of these books from terrible sites. 

All of my works are under copyright and pirating is illegal and a violation of my copyright. Readers can use reliable sites like Royal Road, Webnovel and Moonquill to ensure, as readers, they do not support illegal pirating. 



Please support the authors that remain on these sites (RR, WN, and MQ) by reading their novels here. Most of these sites would not exist without the use of them. 

 

This is a boycott of pirating. I provided my work for free here, but it has been abused. 

Thank you again for being here. I wish you the best in all of the books you read. And, I will continue to wish the success of all my fellow authors on this site.

Megan woken up dismorning 12 years old. Martine was screaming and yelling about Elasticity bill's. While Robert was screaming and getting angry because he can't afford bullshit and just gotten screamed at by his own parents to get an job. So he let out his frustrates on his wife and daughter about his own problems. When it all has started. First smacked his wifes arm she just started  laughing like mocking him and Robert closed the Megans dinosaur computer. Screamed at her like an angry unstable man Go two your Room! Your Two young two look for an job Now and an farmers Life really! .Two his 12 years old daughter that has problems as well.
Dads family came by two explain two Megan that's she's two young for an job and should make some friends. Then years passed on Megans now 14 years old with no friends. So Martines family came over two scream at Megan for going online two find friends and gotten very mean screaming at her and her cousins bullying her because she can't get any friends to come over because they all moved two go to highschool .While She's an  homeschooled Flower child that's perverted and innocent. 
Now 16 years old gotten her whole live taken over by doctors office blood test, brain scans,Evaluates and found out .She has fear of living home also has very bad social skills. So Megan was under only her mother being her care taker.Which Martine took avenge of for herself first then Megan. Used her for modeling for free hand cream and hair products then always bringing her for professional pictures for her school then used her age and name for more free books to read because she gotten bored with them all then talked for her on the phone two family first then her doctors to force Megan two get along with people she doesn't like by putting things in her mouth personating her on the phone for year's because Megan hates the phone always bad news.Megan first went on dating sites for friendship then given up at 17 using dating sites for dating.Found out very fast screaming and crying that nobody likes or wants her for herself. So deleted it.But that made her controlling mother angry at her.Grabbed Megans arm pulled her into her room.Told her in an exiting impolite impulsive force and act to show Megan Don't worry about it aggressively I gotten other sites for you and I already did it See an pretty fixed picture of you not an home feel and smart language to help you.Also I already wrote two some people right now started afew months ago because Im bored and want you to go out and have your own life now.See Im worried Pzz and wanted too see here.Yeah your very pretty..Now pulling her hair Fix yourself for him.No! said Megan What ! said Martine  but his so smart,eighth years  older then you and Intelligence. Then before Martine seat and layed down her whole weight on her daughter  Megan .Megan Jumped up. No Mom! I want somebody my own age only.So on.Megan made her own mistakes in her past two have things to say two her own family about how she's not racist like her own father to rub into there faces because She had enough of them bullying her for being white trash daughter looking just like him.Did all that for proof by having alot of witnesses watching it all and knowing that she's the real mastermind behind it intelligently. Megan has street smarts and outside smarts but no social skills with anyone can very well do small talk making people very much in shocked by her act's and actions looking at them and reading there movements but not understanding anything about how there really feeling just gausing about it.Hearing If she's okay is her melody. .
Two very much common for herself. 
Megan has no empathy or sympathy for anybody because Her family is mean and lies to her and everybody doesn't really like her and found out all her old friends was taking advantage of her for her mothers intelligence and money because She's  white Where she shouldn't belong with her parents always having trouble with money and always truly embarrassing her.Every time they Getz. Moved on.Megan is older now and going two get her first job and a life of her own. Whenever she's ready.Family love isn't enough She need's two look at herself and realize she should appreciate herself as well going through depression,  anxious and anxiety. Level three..Everyone dealing with something While theses is her story with no sexual contact, control or friends .The end.

Oh!
So that's the case!
After reading Wang Xiaofeng's message, Chu Tian nodded his head in understanding.
This was indeed a difficult task!
Chu Tian had seen those sorts of videos before. Thus, he knew very well how widespread those videos would circulate in a short period of time.
A video like that will very possibly reach dozens of similar websites not long after it's uploaded to one site.
Thus, a job like that possessed a very heavy workload!
No matter what, one must hack into all those websites and delete the video from their servers to ensure that they will not reappear.
Besides that, the job was also very difficult.
Hacking into those sites was no easy task on their own. Some sites would be easy to hack into. But, for some websites, even a hacker of Wang Xiaofeng's caliber would not be able to hack into them.
But, that was only the step one. There's also a step two.
Step two, to ensure that the video would be completely erased from the internet and not reuploaded, one cannot simply eliminate the video from the sites. One must also eliminate the downloaded videos.
As long as the video remains on someone's computer or cell phone, it could very possibly re-emerge online. At that time, all efforts would become meaningless.
As such, step two would require one to hack into all the cell phones and computers that had downloaded the video and remove it from them.
Only by doing a complete removal of the video could one ensure that it will not reappear online.
With that in mind, Chu Tian typed: "30 million. That is indeed a big job. But, the workload and difficulty of the job is quite terrifying too."
Wang Xiaofeng: "That is indeed the case. Brother Shadow, are you interested in attempting that job? Since we're unable to take on their job anyways, it's simply beyond our skills, if you're interested, I can contact her so that the two of you could chat among yourselves. What do you think about that?"
"That works," Chu Tian replied, "It's best that you give me her contact details."
Wang Xiaofeng: "Definitely. Wait a while then, I'll contact her first."
Time passed. Roughly ten minutes later, Wang Xiaofeng's message came again.
Wang Xiaofeng: "Brother Shadow, here's her qq number. 68135*****. The two of you can talk among yourselves. I'm too tired from staying up so long so I'll go to bed now."
[1. qq was the top instant messenger in China. It's that penguin messenger thingy from Tencent. If qq isn't the top, wechat is. They're both owned by Tencent either way so meh.]
Chu Tian smiled. He replied: "ok. You go to sleep."
After finishing his dialogue with Wang Xiaofeng, Chu Tian first applied for a new qq number and nicknamed his account 'Shadow.' Then, he began to type on his keyboard to prevent tracking. Only then did he open up the search option and entered the qq number Wang Xiaofeng gave him.
The result of the search appeared.
A user by the name of 'Black Bastard Go To Hell,' appeared. The user portrait was that of a penguin. In other words, this was also a newly created account.
[1. Penguin is the default icon for qq.]
Seeing the search result, Chu Tian directly added that user. In the memo, he left the message: 'Hacker's Forum, Shadow.'
Soon, the opposing party accepted his friend request and a 'didi' ringing sound was heard.
[2. qq have a distinctive 'didi' ringing sound as its notification sound. Seems like they even won a trademark battle over the sound. http://www.sixthtone.com/ht_news/1003119/qq-wins-legal-trademark-battle-for-its-notification-sound]
Black Bastard Go To Hell: "Hello. Are you the expert mentioned by the administrator of the Hacker's Forum, Bright Moon Illuminating A Big Bed?"
Seems very urgent.
Chu Tian smiled and replied: "That's me alright."
Black Bastard Go To Hell: "Are you really able to help me? No lie, I'm about to be worried to death here."
Chu Tian: "It's not too difficult to handle. Your husband still hasn't found out about it yet, right?"
Black Bastard Go To Hell: "Right. He still has no idea. If he discovered that video, I wouldn't be talking to you right now. He would've kicked me out already. But, he would also frequent that sort of website from time to time. It's possible for him to discover that video at any time. It's true, I'm nearly driven to a state of nervous breakdown over that video."
Chu Tian: "I can understand. In that case, let us move onto the main topic at once. Let's talk about the price first."
Black Bastard Go To Hell: "30 million. That's the most I can pay. I'm not lying to you. That's all the personal money I have. I cannot touch our joint account because he'll find out. At that time, I wouldn't be able to explain things to him."
Chu Tian: "No problem. 30 million it is then. But, I'll say this in advance. This is a mutually consensual transaction. It's best to not try to scheme anything here. Since I am able to help you rid that video, I am also able to make it reappear online. In fact, I can make it appear right on your husband's phone. Understand?"
Black Bastard Go To Hell: "Yes, of course. You don't have to worry about that. I will definitely not try anything. As long as you handle that matter for me, 30 million is yours. Not a single cent less."
Chu Tian: "Very well. In that case, send me a link to the video. I will have to see the video first. Only then will I know what video I need to clear from the internet."
Black Bastard Go To Hell: "Wait a moment."
After two minutes, 'Black Bastard Go To Hell' sent over a link.
Black Bastard Go To Hell: "This is the video."
Chu Tian opened the link and entered an adult video website. A video began to play on his screen.
The setting of that video was clearly a hotel room. A young married woman with a good figure wearing a sexy outfit and a dark black man appeared on the video.
The total length of the video was twenty-seven minutes.
Chu Tian only played the video for a short period of time before minimizing it. Then, he began to type on his keyboard.
Five minutes later. Chu Tian nodded his head.
Sure enough, it was her!
During the last five minutes, Chu Tian followed the ip address of that 'Black Bastard Go To Hell' and hacked into her computer. Through that, he confirmed her identity. She was indeed the woman on that video. He also managed to find who her husband was.
Indeed, her husband was extremely wealthy. He's someone ranked among the top 100 wealthiest individuals in the country.
After confirming her identity, Chu Tian messaged: "Are you free tonight?"
Black Bastard Go To Hell: "I am. My husband's not going to be home tonight."
Chu Tian: "In that case, stay in front of your computer and wait. Your situation is quite urgent. I will help you get rid of the video first. If your husband finds out about it, it'll all be too late then."
Black Bastard Go To Hell: "Thank you. Truly, thank you. I will stay and wait before my computer. I wouldn't go anywhere."
Chu Tian: "Good. I will notify you once I'm done."
After ending their conversation, Chu Tian reopened his minimized browser and began to type away on his keyboard.

College Freshman Chu Tian suddenly obtained a special ability – his body would automatically transform according to the comments made by others.

Deskmate Yang Rong: “Hehe, it’s truly great to have an expert hacker as my deskmate.”

Chu Tian whose knowledge in computers was limited to installing operating systems became a super expert hacker in an instant.

A random female student: “Sigh, if only my boyfriend is built like a model.”

Happening to pass by that female student, Chu Tian’s body started to transform. In a flash, he became a handsome model of a man.

The prettiest girl in school: “Chu Tian, do you know how to play basketball?”

When Chu Tian was about to say he doesn’t, a boundless amount of basketball knowledge assailed his head and transformed him into a slam dunk king.

In less than a year, Chu Tian looked to himself in the mirror and sighed, “Sigh, I beg you all, please shut up.”

 I first started writing in the 5th grade, I instantly fell in love. It became my dream to spread my work and touch people with my stories, it became my dream to make a difference and create something beautiful.
Two years ago, I found Wattpad, and I couldn't have been happier. In these two years I have written three books, made incredible friends, and have become far more confident in my writing while I grew. However, in the past few months, a lot of things have come to light that have broken my trust in Wattpad, I still love the community and the people I've met but I don't want to stay and give Wattpad my exclusivity. As most of you know, aside from Wattpad and Webnovel, I use eight other sites (Dreame, Tapas, Inkspired, Goodnovel, Ajoara, Booknet, Inkitt, and Sweek), and I'm still continuing to grow.
In the time between now and April 30th 2021, I will be making some major changes and leaps in my writing. Part of this change will include taking most of Free Me off of Webnovel and these other sites, I will leave maybe the first 2-3 chapters but that is it. Only a couple sites have the option to hold onto Free Me in its completion. Tapas is one of those sites, if we want to keep Free Me online and available for the public, it will have to reach 350 subscribers before April 30th. The link in my bio can take you to Tapas (a site I highly recommend in general) where you can sign up to read comics and novels as well as support Free Me, I also have an invite code you can use to get free currency upon signing up (just ask me for the code in the comments). I also want to get Free Me to 2k reads before it gets taken down! Please help me get Free Me to its highest potential, share the story, comment, vote, subscribe and share on Tapas. Help me get the most out of this before I have to take it down! Thank you for everything you've given during this journey!

In a town that doesn't accept you, do you hide? Or do you fight for yourself and those you love? Can Josh accept himself and save those he cares for?

I squeezed my eyes shut preventing myself from crying as I finish the last chapter of the novel. 
During our clearing operation in an abandoned building that terrorists used as a hiding place, I found a flash drive on top of a deteriorating side drawer. I took it hoping it would serve as evidence and will help the progress of the investigation. After the operation, I immediately  scanned the files. The usb plug was a little bit rusty but it was still readable. To my surprise, the flash drive contained only one file. I immediately contacted the computer forensics division to check if there were any encrypted files but they found nothing. The only file in the flash drive was a PDF named "The Sun's Empress". I opened it. And ended up reading the whole thing. 

The novel revolves around a noble named Adelia Pennington. A bright and young girl who captured the heart of the Sunnivan prince, Alaric Soliel. It's mostly about how Alaric became the King of the Sunnivan Empire and how Adelia helped him to be one. Alaric is the sun that will bring light on the Sunnivan Empire and Adelia is his empress, the mother of his empire. 

After reading, I immediately researched about the novel. 

"The Sun's Empress" was a popular romantic-fantasy novel online before. It basically came out of nowhere, rose to the top and sat on the top spot of every popular reading sites. It was an online sensation and got people from around the globe hook to the storyline. 

However it was never published into a book. Apparently, the author declined all publishing offers for reasons no one knows. Then, after finishing "The Sun's Empress", she never wrote another story and vanished into thin air. She left the readers wanting for more. They bombarded her social media accounts which she deactivated later on. There were no other ways to find her because aside from her gender, she didn't reveal anything about her. Then, years passed and her novel was completely forgotten. Various novels of the same genre arised and completely burying the novel who paved the way.

Most of the articles on the internet were dated back 6 years ago. And the sites where one can read the novels already stopped functioning or those that are still present deleted the novel so there's no way for people to read it. And I am a lucky individual who happened to find this flash drive containing the full novel. 

I sighed and removed my glasses. I don't know if I'm feeling sad because the novel won't get a sequel or because I can't extend my gratitude to the author for writing a masterpiece or because I found a novel instead of an evidence. But, whatever the reason, one thing I know is I was amazed by the story. 

Iclosed my laptop and went to bed after. 

But little did I know that one day I will die and I will be transmigrated into the novel. Into the body of the a supporting character named Henrietta Lovell.

Diana Cruz, a military officer, after dying during a hostage-taking operation woke up in the body of Henrietta Eloise Lovell, a character from a novel she read one week ago. Henrietta is a supporting character and a villainess who has little appearance in the novel and is deemed insignificant and will die later on. Diana having the knowledge of the storyline is determined to change her fate and live this second life the way she wants it. 

But will defying fate be a wise decision?

The melodies and lyrics in the depths of his mind were never forgotten, and after reawakening, they poured out freely, but then Renly froze, because the recording software on his computer didn't record at all, and he had to stop playing for a while and began studying the recording software seriously.

Maybe he should've avoided all that hassle and just recorded a video and uploaded it on YouTube instead. Why even bother recording a digital sound source here, in his apartment?

However, this should be a gift, not a debut, so right here, Renly honestly cleaned up his lazy thoughts, while fumbling with the recording software. He looked at the recording techniques and started fumbling again. When the blue sky revealed itself, a little over three minutes of "The Ballad of Cleopatra" was finally recorded.

As it turned out, recording music was an incredibly difficult task, and Renly's back ached like never before. He needed a break.

He left the computer and went to the kitchen to make a pot of coffee, the strong aroma of which finally saved Renly from drowsiness. However, since it was already halfway done, it was not wise to give up, because Renly knew that once he gave up, it would probably be over and he wouldn't bother to do it again. So, this gift still needs to be given a full dedication.

Pouring a second cup of coffee, he thought about something, and he came to a decision to not add sugar or milk. He went back to the computer with the coffee, recalling the website that Neil had introduced to him before, SongCast.

A few years ago, it would have been very difficult for a musician to release his or her own single or album because the distribution channels were in the hands of the major record labels and distribution companies, not to mention the publicity and promotion resources that were hard to come by.

To give you a simple example, the U.S. is a country on wheels, and car radios are the most efficient way to promote music, but the music played every day on major radio stations has all been arranged beforehand, even down to the details of the twenty-five song playlist for the week and the frequency requirements, all of which are specified in detail, and over ninety percent of the radio playlists are in the hands of major corporations.

This is a major reason why it has been so difficult for independent musicians to get ahead.

But now, thanks to the new paradigm of online music, YouTube and Facebook are one way, and iTunes and Spotify are another, but both are in the same ballpark, primarily providing a platform for independent musicians to showcase themselves. Although the limitations of publicity and promotional resources still hinder their development, they have at least an open a window for them to do so, and icons like Justin Bieber, who has made a comeback, are a notable result of this new era of changing music formats.

Renly had very limited information about music, but after reading the SongCast's website agreement, it became clear.

Although independent musicians can now post their music directly on online sites such as iTunes and Spotify without having to go through the distribution company, the process is very cumbersome and requires not only details such as format, duration, and recording quality, but also the number of songs - Apple, for example, requires that an artist must have at least fifty registered songs under his or her name in order to upload them to iTunes, a restriction that has scared off many independent musicians.

Not to mention the fact that iTunes is a truly massive company, and the legalese is enough to cause a headache. Even if Renly wasn't a law student, he knows that there is little room for an independent to survive against a large corporation, and that their interests will be reduced to a minimum, and that there are many hidden clauses in their contracts that further exploit them. The advantage, of course, is that they are large companies, so there is no fuss, everything is open and honest!

In this case.

SongCast offers another platform, or more accurately, a possibility, for independent musicians.


For most independent musicians, they may simply want to test the waters and see if their music can be successful, or they may simply be looking for a platform to sell their music and find more attention from music companies.

In the internet age, the traditional self-promotion methods of the past are no longer applicable. The traditional ways of self-promotion, such as sending tapes to record labels, playing warm-up gigs for big-name artists, or participating in "American Idol" auditions, are no longer available. Instead, it's all about Web-based methods, such as YouTube videos and iTunes digital store.

Of course, online music sales are more appealing than free YouTube videos, as they can earn some revenue.

This is the kind of website that SongCast was born from.

It's actually an online music seller, somewhat similar to a traditional distribution company, where independent artists upload their music to the site, publish it, and then the site will create a system of file format conversion, illustration formatting, and other finishing work, and then complete the work of distributing it to various online music sales sites, including all the major sites such as Amazon, iTunes, Spotify, etc., with a one-time upload.

In addition, songwriting is an important platform to showcase new artists, and many major producers and record labels use this platform to find new artists with potential. Although the decline of the music industry has been obvious since the beginning of the 21st century, the industry's demand for new talent has never been lower.

SongCast is not the only company offering music distribution, but it is one of the most mature and successful companies in the business.

This has certainly saved Renly a lot of hassle, and it's no wonder that Neil was saying that everything is now easier.

After creating an account, uploading music, writing down the song title and description on ..., Renly discovered that he still had to upload the single's cover art - which meant he had to make his own cover art on the fly, which he found incredibly cumbersome.

The soft blanket was incredibly comfortable, and Renly was so sleepy that he almost wanted to give up, but it turned out he was better off sleeping in his bed. He'd rather spend five hours watching an Off-Broadway rehearsal than sitting in front of a computer tossing around the audio recording.

Letting out a long breath, Renly told himself: this was just a one-time thing, this was just a special gift, so he'd better bite the bullet and get it done.

Even if Renly is not born again, he clearly understands that the modern music industry is in recession, and it is the same all over the world, not to mention the golden age of the seventies and eighties, in the most commercially perfect nineties, the music market is still blossoming. But now, not only have album sales plummeted, and the current year-end sales champions may not even be in the top ten of the year-end charts of a decade ago, but the market has transitioned from album kings to the era of the single - everyone is selling singles; and the quality of music has declined dramatically.

There was a time when jazz, blues, soul, pop, rock, rap, country, and folk music ... everything was dazzlingly diverse, and in each particular era there was a particular genre that emerged strongly, such as folk in the sixties, rock in the seventies, and disco in the eighties, but outside of them, there were other genres that delighted the listener, and almost everyone could find music with their own identity.

Nowadays, however, the music industry is becoming narrower and narrower, completely dominated by pop and rap, with no room for other genres to survive, as the quality of music has declined significantly. This is the case with folk music.

In the 1960s, folk music was popular enough to change politics and culture, and folk singers like Bob Dylan, David Bowie, and Joan Baez started the civil rights movement and changed the course of history, truly changing the world with their music.

In 2016, Bob Dylan won the Nobel Prize for Literature, awakening curiosity and interest in folk music. But the fact is, in the past twenty to thirty years, the survival space of folk music has been compressed to the extreme, although not as obsolete as disco, but not too far away. In Billboard's singles and albums charts, it's hard to see folk music even in the top 50, let alone the top 10.

Renly is a man of rebirth, and he knows that the future is the world of electro-dance music, and that folk music is not only not improving, but is slipping further into the abyss.

So the recording of "The Ballad of Cleopatra" was purely a gift to Stanley - it was Stanley's sincerity and persistence that enabled Pioneer Village to survive in Manhattan, that even Woody Allen and The New Yorker held it in such a high esteem, and where genres like jazz, rock, folk and bluegrass could seek shelter and barely survive.

Renly doesn't think there will be a next time. This is the current state of independent music, cruel and indifferent, but it is a fact.

At this point, Renly sat up straight again, thought about it, and searched through the computer's photo album, finally finding a particular photo - the gate of Pioneer Village, a rustic and somewhat dilapidated gate, low-key and quiet, with the afternoon sunlight shining down cleanly and sparsely, with a kind of washed-out purity and clarity, but with the traces of history.

In the window, there was a banner with the name "Cleopatra" on the right side and a signature "Renly Hall" on the left side, without any intention of highlighting it, as if it were part of the window.

This way, the single cover was complete.

After going back to the song, completing all the information, clicking upload, and watching the progress bar reach 100%, Renly turned off the computer, and rolled directly onto the bed, finally able to rest.

After getting the final relief from his past sufferings, Chu Jiashu was given a second chance when he found himself in the body of an infant from an aristocratic family of Hall. Now, nothing is going to stop him from achieving his long-cherished dream of acting. Enter Renly Hall, a Hollywood miracle of 21st century.


Note from the translator - from me, that is.
   
"Honestly, I get frustrated too much when I look at countless subpar novels being translated day after day. So much human resources wasted. I kinda get what Qidian International is doing, but it is just, I can't bear the notion of having so many wonderful novels that belong to the Chinese platform to be left in the dust. English-speaking community should know of the existence of such brilliant works, and more so, they should enjoy them. The novel is by a Chinese dude "Qiqi Jia D Mao Mao", whatever that might mean, who wrote several showbiz novels (he is probably the best at what he is doing). It is not my work, I'm just a dude who, with the help of two free machine translators (DeepL and good ol' Google), can show you a hidden gem. Wait, you said machine translators? Sadly, yes. I can't speak Chinese at all, but fortunately, this novel is structured in a machine-translation-friendly way, like really so. Most of the time context is saved. I'm just polishing the edges with my superb (not really) editing skills, so you all chaps have a splendid experience with this good staff indeed. Actually, you can go and read machine translation or just wait for my updates. Up to you dudes and dudies. And then I go away...blewb, blewb, blewb, blewb, blewb....."

P.S.
"I am a knife for a hire. So the managers of the site can employ me for this novel, but please don't remove it. Oh, please, I'm begging you on my knees. You guys won't even think of translating this novel, and here I am "translating" it for free,.... well for the time being, that is mwahahaha!"

P.S. for P.S.
This novel does not contain the following:
Harem, definitely not NTR, stupid characters, NTR again (God, I hate NTR (secretly beating the meat for a one in hentai))

But this novel contains:
Great storyline, relatable characters, realistic situations, very fun moments as well as tear jerking ones (so much so, you will find your throat hella sore from crying all the time), surprise after surprise for the decisions that author went with.

You will have a good time indeed
WARNING! READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION!

Everything's a cycle, you know?
The first weeks that after they basically fired me from the hotel, I started to look for a new job. Again. I sent my resume to whatever job opportunity I could find. Again. I felt extremely stressed and anxious every time a company showed me they were interested in me, but I still manage somehow to get job interviews. Again.
But, when I had a job interview scheduled, I started to think for excuses that would make me believe having that job was a bad idea. Things like: "they'd pay you too little," "your workplace would be really far away, and I don't like this neighborhood. I don't want to leave my car here, unprotected, all day long," "your workplace would be one of the most depressing ones I've ever seen," "you don't really know or care about this place," "really? Sales? You, the most introverted person you know, think you'd be good at sales?"
And so on.
Also, I feel sometimes, during the job interviews, I was too honest, and sometimes too dishonest.
And sometimes I just simply forgot about the interview. Well, one time I remembered it… 5 minutes before. And when that happened I wasn't shocked or sad or had a mini heart attack, I was just like "well, it seems I'm not getting that job. Anyway…"
So, yeah…
But then, after I saw some starting publisher was looking for comics and manga artists, I decided to distract myself from my constant failures learning a new useless ability. Again. So I bought some how-to-draw-manga books, some mechanical pencils, a sketchbook and a couple specialized pens for the inking and started to watch some how-to-draw tutorials. 
As the time passed by I began to understand how precise drawing is—a line half a millimeter to the left or right, or a slightly sharper curve could make the different of a really neat drawing or a piece of garbage—and how complex is the world we live in: reality could broke down in infinite shapes that are combined in infinite ways—and it's really important to understand them well to get the light and shadows right—how incredibly complex is the human body, and how incredibly well artist understand it; how artist must understand extremely well what they're drawing, and how you need to practice anything you're drawing—not only any object but parts of the human body, like hands (they're so free and active and important there's an infinite amount of ways to draw them, and an infinite amount of ways to get them wrong, but I like to draw them, though,) legs (they're a little complex because the shape of both the thighs and the calves are a little asymmetrical and change depending on the perspective, and the knees are slightly tilted and pointing outwards,) body proportions (it's just hell to get everything right,) hair (there are an infinite amount of hair types and styles, and you need to make hair strands a little bit varied to make them look natural but I always end up making them exactly the same or extremely similar, so they end up looking weird,) eyes (there are a lot of shapes and sizes, so I always end up drawing the same ones, and I'm really avoiding drawing pupils because they end up looking like serial killers,) eyelashes (believe it or not, I have some problems when it comes to make them look right and not like ugly thorns coming out of someone's eyes,) arms (because they're not just cylinders, they change slightly in size and shape especially in the elbow area,) feet (I have problems to draw them in some specific angles and viewpoints;) and different other things relating to a character, like expressions (there are so many of them, and a lot are so similar it's really easy to draw the wrong one, and at the moment you're about to draw them, you realize you only have a vague idea of how they are, so you start making those expressions while looking at the mirror, or the front screen of your phone,) body language (same thing as the previous one,) and clothing (there are so many different types and styles, and I have a really hard time drawing folds that look natural and express how tight or loose the clothing is.)   
Also I began to understand inking is extremely precise and, for most of the time, a pain in the ass—even if you're the most careful you can be, the chances you'd draw a wrong line and screw everything up are really high, especially with hands. 
It doesn't matter how much time you spend making your drawings as best as you can, they'll immediately look like shit.
Also, I don't know why but, once you inked your whole drawings, you then realize the arms are too long, or the hair was placed too high, or the eyes aren't that aligned, or the eyebrows are too thick, or the nose is a little too big, or the torso was too thin, or too thick, or the legs were too long, or etcetera.
And also also, since I wanna draw comics, I have to choose the size and shape of each panel (and this is more important than you think because it can help your storytelling and the rhythm of it,) the scene, the viewpoint, the character's poses, the backgrounds and etcetera.
What I'm trying to say here is that there's A LOT of variables when it comes to drawing, and I have to master ALL of them.
Anyway, for the next month or so I spent most of my day reading—mostly manga and comic theory books by Will Eisner and Scott McCloud—writing, learning how to draw manga style, watching anime and taking screenshots of characters I wanted to draw—maybe because of their expression, their hairstyle, the light and shadow on their faces, their hands, the folds in their clothing, their body pose, and so on.
Nothing else happened, but at least I haven't felt that happy since ages—I never really thought I could survive as a comic/manga artist, to be honest, but it was nice to forget about everything else and draw.
But I still needed a job, especially when that starting publisher struggled to sell all the comics they started printing.
So I started to look for a job. Again.
Then, one day, I was buying some groceries and, in my way to the checkout, I stumbled with their Funko Pops on sale. Now, I'm not a really big fan of those figures, but I had more than a couple of them at home, so I decided to check them out.
There I found some Yu Yu Hakusho figures—Botan, Kurama, and Hiei. Now, this last one caught my eye because of that "Special Edition" sticker.
Just out of curiosity, I took my phone and checked how much it was selling online—they're normally cheaper there.
But there wasn't anyone selling them in my country—except for some really sketchy post of buy-it-now-and-we'll-order-it-from-China-and-in-a-month-or-two-you'll-receive-the-totally-legit-not-fake-funko-you-ordered.
For me it seemed like a really good business opportunity.
So I bought it and sold it online in two days.
I tripled its price.
But I could totally sell it at a higher price.
And considering taxes and commissions, I didn't get that much, but I still got a good deal, though.
So I had a bad business idea.
How about I started checking everywhere for opportunities like this. Or how about I started buying Funko Pops that were common now, but will definitely increase they value in a year or so—like that Spike Spiegel Funko I decided not to buy a couple years ago, and now it's worth like ten times its original value or something.
Think about it: a business specialized not in selling the same Funko Pops everyone's selling, but the rare ones, the discontinued ones; the kinda place collectors would get the figures they can't find anymore.
It could be a good business opportunity—even though the fact it could be doesn't mean it will be. 
Anyway, I was excited with the idea, so I started dedicating all my mornings to look for rare and cheap Funko Pops—and all my afternoons to read, write and learn how to draw. 
The first day I visited some convenience stores. Some of them had a few ones, but they weren't that interesting—all of them were sold even cheaper everywhere online.
I also visited a geek store near there. They had A LOT of Funkos. Walls and walls of them, so I spent a lot of time looking for the ones I didn't see everywhere/knew they were basically worthless, taking pictures of the interesting ones, looking for them online, asking the clerk about their prices, and getting disappointed because they were expensive. 
Except for one: a Guillermo del Toro Funko Pop!
I didn't know that existed, so I checked online, and they were some on sale, but at a really high price.
When I asked the clerk for the price on that one, he told me it was on clearance.
So I obviously bought it.
I sold it the same day—even though I was almost certain no one would want it.
Then I start buying more and more of those Funkos. At first I just bought the ones that were cheaper than other places and may increase their price in the future—like a SSJ Goku glow in the dark, a Darth Maul, a Jackie Chun Limited Edition.
I then realized I spent a considerable amount of money—but nothing to worry too much about; I just used a big part of my emergency savings, and not my life saving (which I'm not gonna touch for this.)
So I decided to start thinking a little bit more about my investments. I checked online for all the offers available for the franchises that seemed promising to me—you know, Harry Potter, Game of Thrones, Disney, Evangelion, Naruto, Star Wars, and so on. And when I say all, I mean all—we're talking the bottom of the barrel here.
I found a cheap Cowbow Bebop collection—everything except Spike and Ed with Ein—at a really cheap price—but when I bought it the seller backed down because he solved his financial problem that made him offer that part of his personal collection, and I was happy but sad about it.
I also found a cheap Evangelion collection—Summer Convention Asuka, regular Asuka, Shinji, Rei and a bloody Eva Unit 1. The limited Asuka had a little bump on the bottom, but considering the price it was worth it.
Except I already had a bloody Eva Unit 1.
At first I was like: "It's Evangelion, it's a safe investment. And those are exclusives. They're gonna increase their price in no time."
And then I was like: "Maybe, but I don't need two of them. Besides, the Eva I have right now has a free change or refund warranty from the site—the country's equivalent to eBay." 
So I bought that guy's collection.
Then I waited its arrival—all the figures were in really good conditions, even the Convention Asuka, whose bump wasn't that big of a deal—checked both Evas and returned the one in the least great condition—which was the one I had in the first place. 
The company that sold me the first one asked me why I wanted the refund, and I said I didn't need it anymore or something like that. Then they just texted me: "well, we'll losing money for the return shipment, but it's fine."
That same day, I received a couple Funkos I bought online from different sellers—a Rock Lee and an Itachi. The last one even came with a protector box—you know, the plastic and transparent ones that are supposed to keep your Funko in pristine conditions. 
But underneath the protector box I could see the Funko's box was kinda broken.
Irony, I know.
When I tried to return it, I realize this one didn't have the free change & refund warranty, so I had talk to the seller and convince him to change my product for free. 
And the seller was none other than the one of the passive-aggressive text.
So, I sent them the most apologetic message I could write.
They just told me to return the Funko and gave me a refund.
And that was that.
Then I came to the conclusion I still wasn't investing and managing my improvised store smartly enough, so I made an Excel file with all the items I considered interesting from all the stores and sites I visited: it had their price; the lowest price I could sell it in different sites—the eBay equivalent, Amazon (I'm currently working to be a seller there, but it's not that easy,) Facebook Marketplace, and maybe eBay (I still have to check out everything about that site, though, but it seems really worth it)—considering taxes, shipping and the site's commission; the suggested price to sell it in each site with a moderate profit margin; the profit margin I would be earning depending on the price I decided to sell it; the lowest prices from the competitors from each site; the profit margin I would be making if I sold it at those prices.
Also the file had my inventory and all the data about profit, competitor's prices, suggested price, etcetera.
It also has a simple calculator with all that data so I could check really quickly if an offer was worth my interest or not.
I know, I know, that's what Excel's for, and most people could do something way better in a blink of an eye.
But this is something I made with no job experience in that regard. 
I haven't used Excel since college.
And I think I did pretty well, so I'm proud of myself.
Anyway, when I finish preparing this improvised business maybe I'd need to get a job to get some money to invest—and to recover my previous investment, and to save a little... if I can.

So maybe I'll have to start the job-looking cycle once again.

Becoming a hikikomori has nothing to do with rejecting society or having trouble adapting. It’s about emptiness.

Rohan was fiddling with his mobile since past half an hour. A number was selected from the contact list. All he needed to do was to just press the CALL button. But he was hesitating. He was not short of balance on mobile. He was just short on confidence.
It has been few months since his break-up. Well, break-up maybe too romantic a word. There wasn't much of a relationship prior to the break-up. He just encountered a girl online. It happened through one of the sites where he used to blog. She used to blog on similar topics. Soon they started commenting on each others articles. The conversation shifted from comments section to message inbox and from message inbox to mobile phone. Much like many of the modern day love stories. Again, love story maybe too romantic a word.

"Was it love?
Maybe it was, 
but he was far from sure.

He never felt that way before. 
Was it love?

Officially,
they were just friends. 
Friends, until the end. 
They knew, 
but still pretend, 
just friends. "

Anyways, maybe it was love, maybe it wasn't, but Rohan's predicament today was to call or not to call. Of course they parted ways amicably. Both of them were infinitely understanding. She gave Rohan as much emotional freedom as Rohan wanted. And Rohan didn't want any emotional freedom at all. She was infinitely giving while Rohan didn't want anything. So it was but natural that things never would have spiralled out of control.
But Rohan's mobile still had that contact number. He never deleted it. Neither the conversations over messages. It was nothing like clinging on to the past, but reading the conversations still brought a smile to Rohan's face. It felt good to know that he was once this close to someone. They used to talk, although increasingly less, even after the 'break-up'. But one day the conversations just stopped.
Which brings us to Rohan, with his thumb on the call button. Maybe he can just wish her. It won't look odd or out of the way. Why he wanted to wish her?? Why, but for old time's sake of course. They agreed that they will be friend, until the end. Didn't they.
So with trepidation and increasing heart beat Rohan pressed CALL and waited with bated breath for the call to connect. He will just say HAPPY BIRTHDAY and take the conversation from there. They could talk on any topic on this earth, today also he will find something to talk but let the call connect.
Only it didn't.
The call didn't connect.
"This number does not exist". She may have changed her number. Or may have changed her job. Maybe, changed her country. She was a free spirit and Rohan was a stolid rock. She was the incessantly beating down rain and Rohan was the calm sea. She was...SHE. And Rohan was just him.
Rohan didn't call again. He may have been heart-broken. But then, heart-broken is too romantic a word.

Everyone of us is unrepeated, we all are united as Humans but vary in unveiling the preeminent calibre primarily known as MOODS, which is the prime concept of this narrative. 
Run-of-the-mill all of us get into lots of sitches where we express ourselves in a word of EMOTION, we tend to have lots and lots of emotions running for same situation which differ in each individual. 
In this piece of my work,I’ll be giving an airing on to my emotions sublimely with a short story annexed to it. 
Every chapter in here consists of different EMOTION with prodigious experience with it. 
Thankyou.

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