A story that chronicles the lives of the angels that watch over the mortal world in the backdrop of human history. From the Age of Creation to the End of Days, this is the tale of the angels as they face conflicts with their enemies...and themselves.

Penulis : Fuyuhara Patora
Ilustrator : Usatsuka Eiji
Penerjemah : Lumia
Editor : Lumia 
PDF : Lumia
http://uebu-novel.blogspot.co.id/

- Early morning

Zhang Jie Yu and Yue Qiu Shan were seated in a restaurant. There was a stone table in front of them and stone chairs about half a metre tall surrounding the tables. On the table was a jade tray, containing a pot and several tea cups. Two praying mats were beside them, with two other people occupying them.

The rising sun had just begun to shine. Zhang Jie Yu was seated quietly, meditating and chanting Dao Mantras. There was a line of Qi energy, similar to a thread on his body. 

Yue Qiu Shan had originally been drinking tea, but seeing a white string of Qi energy on his disciple’s body he knew it was the energy of an Elementary Scholar. He then said, "This energy is very profound. I was just thinking about your examinations, I did not expect to see results so soon. This is a gift.”

“With the Elementary Scholar status, your mortal side has been dissolved considerably.”

As Zhang Jie Yu was deep in meditation, his senses were all shut, and thus did not hear anything. A string of purple energy was visible for a second before he started vomiting. After three huffs, it disappeared. 

Yue Qiu Shan hurriedly poured a cup of red tea and brought it to Zhang Jie Yu who opened his eyes after smelling the aroma. 

Yue Qiu Shan smiled and said, "Come and sit Jie Yu.”

Zhang Jie Yu took the cup, drank a few mouthful and said, "That tasted good.”

“The product of a wealthy land obtained from ancient people with sincerity.” Yue Qiu Shan sighed and said, "Your Elementary Scholar status is already out.”

“In this world, people only care about wealth.” Yue Qiu Shan sighed again and said, " Look at these items. The curtains, the wooden files, the stove, the kneeling and praying mats. Even the tea you just drank. Are they not wealth too?”

“If you wish to speak of things of the Earth; although the divine mountains are not of this planet, Black Alter Sect’s mountain, Truth Sect’s Flat West mountain and First Pole Sect’s Green Treasure mountain, are they not Immortal mountains and not of this world either?”

“There can be no divine mountains without mountains.”

“As for paradise, even if our sect conquers the divine mountains, it is still a mountain. Therefore, the mountain Immortals, regardless, are still mountain people too.”

“These mountains need to have spiritual sources as with everything under the heavens.”

“Since there are many mountains on this Earth, you cannot conquer just one mountain and proclaim yourself king. People have to confer the title upon you, and recognize this to prevent any trouble. You know that if a mountain has no spiritual energy, conquering it means you are a just a rogue cultivator, and can only reach spirit Immortality. 

“This disciple knows that there are five classes of Immortals. Spirit Immortals, Human Immortals, Earth Immortals, Deity Immortals and Heaven Immortals. As for rogue cultivators, even if a human can cultivate the five energies, he will be no younger than a hundred and twenty when he is done. Then he will become a mere spirit Immortal. Zhang Jie Yu’s face was pale as he sighed, "The manual says that the pains of cultivating surpasses all else. Cultivation is like crops grown in sand and rocks, almost impossible to result in growth. Even if a person has the ability to fly, he would come up empty when he reaches paradise, and would only undergo transformation after.”     

“Only when there’s paradise, will there be Earth Immortals. Only when there’s a divine mountain, will there be Deity Immortals. The point of this discussion is to highlight the fact that even if you have the substance to become Immortal, but do not reach paradise, you will not become an Immortal. But our sect knows the path to paradise, and we have cultivated up to Earth Immortal status. 

“But teacher, what is the actual reason for coming so early? I am guessing it is not to say all these things.”

Yue Qiu Shan laughed and said, "We have thirteen people under us, and among them, I like you the most. You are young and have already developed such intelligence. Before I can even say anything, you have already guessed my intentions. You are correct.”

“Paradise has its limitations. I truly hope you will be able to rise in rank and eventually become an Earth Immortal, if not, to obtain the highest manual. But a word of advice, in order to become an Earth Immortal, you have to stand out from the rest.”

“I have a mission. If you are able to accomplish it, you will stand out from your peers.”

“Yes, thank you teacher for your guidance. Presumably, the new list of disciples have been confirmed?”

“The Elementary Scholars have been confirmed. Look, this is the namelist. Invite the Elementary Scholars according to this list. Silver Dragon Temple is just outside of the city and we have several outer circle disciples in the temple. Take these people into the temple. As to how you’re going to make them yield to you, I wish to see your methods. Take this as a test.”

“If you must know, unless you become a True Sovereign, you can never leave the mortal world. These disciples, regardless of inner or outer circle, are just assistants. Do not think too much of them.”

“Yes, I understand. If there is no inner or outer circle, even the heavens and divine mountains will not be able to contain me.” Zhang Jie Yu laughed as he spoke.

   …………

Safe Travels Inn

Pei Zi Yun was in his room reading after just having breakfast. At this point, he had no spiritual roots and was thus, unable to cultivate. Since he had nothing better to do, he started reading essays.

“After careful calculation, considering I did not make any mistakes, I should be ranked in the first band among the top three. The worst case situation would have me at the top of the second band.”

“It’s just that I am feeling very uneasy, I do not know why.” Pei Zi Yun thought of his mother back in Snail Village, and Ye Su'er back at Peach Flower Origins monastery and felt a flutter in his heart that would not become still. He turned a few times in his bed and tried to read the essay that he had memorized and written in the exams. He then sighed and finally understood.

I've obtained the literary skills of the old Elementary Scholar. Although he was very talented, it took him a long time before he eventually acquired the Elementary Scholar title. Hence, he bore a sense of despair and resentment.

“And this was shown when I wrote the essay. It was flawless in every aspect except for that tone of resentment.”

There was a knock on the door.

“Oh, it is brother Tang!” the person on the door was Tang Zhen, with a bubbly demeanor. He laughed and said, "Brother Pei, you have rested for two days already! Shall we go out and have some fun today?”

He then took out his invitation. Pei Zi Yun opened it and took a look. The invitation was from a poet’s society for a meet. The venue was at River View restaurant which was not far from the inn. Pei Zi Yun considered for a moment, thinking of how restless he was just now, being unable to read his essay. He did not want to seem too anti-social as well, so he decided to stop hesitating and finally said, "Of course.”

After instructing the hotel staff to bring some hot water for him to wash, he dressed in a newly washed and starched outfit. 

Before long, they were along the walkway as they approached the restaurant. From afar, they were able to spot it along the banks of the river. It had a good five stories to it, and was all glass. As they got nearer, they noticed that the river was facing the restaurant, with a few boats rowing along it. 

“River View and River Reflections are the biggest restaurants around the river. But River Reflections is much newer.” As they reached the entrance, they were welcomed by a student who was dressed in white and had a golden belt. He was holding a fan and welcomed them. 

Before they got to the entrance, the student hurried over to welcome them, "It is the famous brother Pei. Welcome, welcome! I remember you from the banquet that night. The poem you wrote on stage was very good, and hence, we just had to invite you. I hope you do not find it strange that I am this straightforward.”

He then led Pei Zi Yun up to the roof of the restaurant. Pei Zi Yun’s heart leapt as he admired the view from such a height. The wind blew over as the river gushed below. The river was so huge that to look in one direction, you were unable to see the end of the other. This made him think of an ancient poem in his previous life, as he recalled the exact emotions he felt while he saw scenery like this. He then said, "The front never got to meet the ancestors, and the end never got to meet visitors. It can only gaze into the heavens for all eternity.”

When he had arrived at the last line, he could not bring himself to finish it because it was too tragic.

The last line of the poem was the most important point. By missing it out, it was taken that he had the talent but not the opportunity. He was a young man, and the results of the examinations were not even out, from where did he get such old sentiments? He thus stopped and pretended that the poem ended there. He then said softly, "The poem has ended. The last line shall be completed another time.”

“Good, what a good poem. The only thing that was missing was the last line. What a shame.” Pei Zi Yun heard somebody say. He turned around to find the person holding a teapot and standing up. He poured a cup of tea and gave it to him. It was Zhang Jie Yu.

Zhang Jie Yu was dressed in his usual sharp attire, wearing a red sash around his waist. His shoes had a seasoned look about them, and were not extravagant, but seemed like they had faced a storm. 

Pei Zi Yun looked confused as he thought to himself, "What confidence he has, who would have expected that he is now a disciple of Holy Jail Sect." 

“Hearing brother Pei’s three lines, I was intrigued, only to hear that the poem has ended. I shall drink three cups to help brother Pei’s poetic inspiration.” Zhang Jie Yu laughed as he spoke, full of confidence.

“Sure!”

The students all around him voiced their agreements. 

Everyone saw the leader of the poet’s society bringing a youth up the stairs and found him very familiar. The students around did not seem to mind and were all exchanging poems with each other. The youth abruptly recited a poem. After hearing his first line, they were all smiling. As he recited the second line, a few were shocked. When the third line was said, everyone felt that it was a special, mythical poem. But he failed to deliver the final line. Thus when Zhang Yu Jia suggested a toast of three cups to help with his inspiration, everyone agreed.

In his memory of the previous life, Zhang Jie Yu did not become an enemy of the original owner. They just had certain small conflicts. He unintentionally caused the original owner to take a misstep that eventually caused him to lose many years. At this point, Pei Zi Yun could not refuse the toast, and drank three cups. The wine was bitter, but he swallowed it anyway.

After walking a few steps, an idea came into his head, but he did not reveal it yet. He then laughed and said, "Today my inspiration for the poem is depleted and I cannot complete it.”

Zhang Jie Yu sat down, and did not move.

A student sighed and said, "It was such a majestic poem, but without its proper ending. What a waste. Why doesn’t brother Pei leave a mark on this restaurant until he is ready to finish his poem? Would that not be a good idea?”

At this point, the waiter came up to serve dessert and another waiter brought an inkstone and a quill.

What a coincidence. To bring up the writing materials just as it was suggested. A student then took the ink and quill, and dipped the quill into the inkstone.

Pei Zi Yun then walked up without hesitation, took the quill and started writing. 

Before long, he had written the first three lines of the poem, with the waiter himself reading the poem out loud.

Once he had finished, he too felt a tinge of regret. Noticing that the poem had no name he asked, "Will young master leave a name for the poem so that I can hang it up and wait for you to return and complete it.”

Pei Zi Yun laughed, “Since this poem was written atop this place, the poem shall be called River View.”

Suddenly, a commotion was heard downstairs and a Daoist man came upstairs. Seeing a table had some meat and wine, he proceeded to help himself to those.

The waiter was still thinking about the poem when he saw this unkempt Daoist and began to rage. 

From where did this dirty Daoist come from, and how dare he come into this restaurant and cause problems?!

Pei Zi Yun looked at this man and thought he looked familiar. A student said, "You dirty Daoist, all you know is eat and laze. And you still want to steal meat? Have you given up on your cultivation journey?”

As he said this, he drank the wine and replied, "Food and wine are for the stomach. Dao is for the heart.”

The student heard this and was enraged, "You are not speaking logic Daoist, in fact you are speaking rubbish.”

The waiter heard this and called for more waiters, "Come, let’s bring this scoundrel to the courts.”

Upon realizing the severity of the situation, Pei Zi Yun felt compelled to do something and said, "Just give him the wine and meat. Today is the poets gathering, why should everyone get upset.”

The waiter heard Pei Zi Yun and laughed, "Since master Pei asks for compassion, it will do us no harm to give him a plate of salted vegetables. But he has to eat somewhere else.”

As he said this, he instructed, "Give this Daoist some salted vegetable, and let him eat downstairs.”

Seeing this, the Daoist man said, "You wretched people, you don’t know better.”

The Daoist laughed as he walked down. Pei Zi Yun felt a laughter in his heart. He looked at Zhang Jie Yu and noticed he was deep in thought and was immobile. 

Nobody else knows, but I do. Zhang Jie Yu is a disciple of Holy Jail Sect. This Daoist man tried to fool around and disgraced the Dao. Zhang Jie Yu could not bear it.

But in a situation like this, this Daoist man seemed very fishy. This event is very suspicious as well.



Earth Immortals are cultivated from a blessed land,
Heaven Immortals move to and fro from the divine mountains.
I have a stalk of plum blossom, and I shall maraud the Will of the Heavens with it!

A single things that's unpolarised me is love, oh let to be clear it's not only because she rejected me, yes it's because I deserves the expectations. Generally I do mistakes but perposing .. no I don't think it is .... If falling in doesn't a mistake then how it be by expressing.
Integrals of moment doesn't define anything untill the response taken, yap it's full of stupidity to give lacture about love or attraction what always she call the feeling.
The order of life that I always follow is love and smile. But being with her I got engaged with ignorenes and seriousness ah! I hadn't change just added up...
Are you a writer?
No!
Then why?
What why?
Nothing leave it...
Hey , things you are talking about why?
Leave it Sachin
Are you confusing me?
Are you confused!
May be!
Really
I guess!
Chutiya.,.....
Dekho Sakshi gaali nai.(plz don't abuse sakshi)
I will
See next turn is mine plz don't dawn my mood.
Let's welcome Mrs Sachin ray for his poetry and guys he is here to present his piece "parinda" , also. Sachin congratulations for completing your 2k followers on Instagram in just 3months, keep writing and take, mic is your (anchor anounced).
All the best and be confident (Sakshi toned in audience)
"Thanx....Sakshi" and thanx to you all for being here and thanx Patna diaries for giving me this opportunity and making a platform for youngsters to put their words to world, 
You had made it it's awsm Sachin  send me the PDF on my what's up
Sakshi !
Yes
Thanx and you are askiy about my phone number? I smiled
No I am just giving you mine...
Three things I'm band to do?
What?
I don't share phone number, my time and my poem. And why to give u we don't even know each other just last 2 hour conversation...
Isn't it enough?
No it's not.
Let's have a next meeting.
You're asking about date?
No it's not.... maybe
Let you to be clear I'm not rich not have bike.
So?
We have 2 hour left in this hall.
So?
I'm sharing you 3 of mine story.
Why you have only thee things..
Should I or not?
Ok continue.....
Once upon a time there was ... I started with hard voice ...
Are this yours? She smiled
Yes?
Then I don't want to listen.
Ok
What ok just tell the story with out any drama...
Let me ...

Angor thought about following the same steps and creating another cape to see whether the outcome remained the same. But he gave up on this plan since it was too difficult to find enough resources at mortal lands.
The extra effect was beneficial, and this was more important right now.
The cape had a simple black design combined with pale golden markings that occasionally faded from view as the cape moved. The inner lining of the cape was made from a special beast hide resistant against cold and dust. There was a single shoulder pad over the right shoulder, while a teardrop-shaped crystal was attached to it.
The crystal was both an extra decoration and a simple space storage, which could be used to keep the cape when it wasn't in use. At the same time, the energy source was also placed inside the crystal.
Angor was pretty satisfied with the general coloring of his new garment. The golden patterns and the red fur interlining went well with his noble style, and he could fasten it tighter to remain inconspicuous.
However, the first designer of the cape, which was Nano, would get mad to see the final outcome. During their initial discussion, Nano used really bright colors on the cape, such as purple, light green, as well as shiny embroideries. And Nano was probably the only individual in this world who would walk in public in such chaotic colors.
Last but not least, he must see how well the Empty Ballad magic array turned out.
He took out a magic crystal and put it near the "teardrop charm", which quickly absorbed the crystal and began to glow with a golden light.
Angor then put on the cape and activated Empty Ballad, which received the energy provided by the teardrop object.
He didn't see any visible effect. In fact, he couldn't tell whether the magic array was working at all if he had not seen the energy stored in the teardrop depleting rapidly. He knew he was now protected.
He took a moment to observe the consumption rate and estimated that Empty Ballad required a new magic crystal to remain in effect for three days. This didn't sound like much at first, but it was in fact rather expensive since he needed to keep the magic array on at all times to prevent Prophets from looking at him or his family. Since he couldn't predict when exactly a Prophet would "scan" him, the magic crystals he spent on the cape would serve no purpose most of the time. Apprentices usually couldn't afford to waste money like this.
Angor did save a lot of magic crystals to keep the cape working for now, but he still felt his heart bleeding for it.
He studied Empty Ballad just to keep himself and his family safe from peeking eyes, and that was what he would do. From this point and on, he would leave the magic array activated at all times. Thankfully, the effect could cover a small area around its position as well, so he didn't have to wear the cape twenty-four seven. He could leave the cape inside the "teardrop storage" and carry the teardrop crystal with him. However, in this way, the covering effect would only protect him, and just barely.
"One less task to do…" He stretched his arms and took out his personal notebook to record his new crafting experience as well as several unsolved questions such as the unknown effect of the cape and Cassini.
Also, he came up with a name for his cape—The Crimson Aegis.
The cape had solved his most imminent concern. At least the Centipede Guild couldn't locate him as easily from now on. 
He had a night of much-needed good sleep and felt safer than ever. It was as if Crimson Aegis came to life and was guarding him against looming threats while also soothing his mind by chanting a gentle poem.
He woke up the next morning, feeling refreshed from head to toe. He was glad to notice that all the uneasiness and anxiety that had been bugging him during the past days were all gone. Now he somewhat understood why the magic array was named the "Empty Ballad".
The snowy weather continued.
In the early morning, Angor took out his Gondola and found a spot among several barren mountains several thousands of kilometers away from Lost Paradise City. He then took out his tools and materials to begin another crafting session.
Another alchemy omen occurred in midway, but he passed it without trouble since he already had the experience.
When the omen fully ended, it revealed a single gray feather floating in front of him.
This was the Dusky Feather, a mid-tiered alchemy item made for Toby.
Angor made this one to grant a similar stealth effect to Toby since he saw more than once that people could use Toby to track him down.
Dusky Feather was also enchanted with Infinite Reticence. With this, Toby could help him keep track of targets without being discovered.
After blending the item with Toby's usual gray feathers around his neck, Angor noticed that he would slowly forget about Toby's presence if he wasn't paying attention, just as expected.
"Let's go back." He summoned Toby, who was hopping around happily for getting a new toy, and left on his Gondola again.
He came to Lost Paradise City to look for Lucas' traces. But since he decided to quit this matter so as not to aggravate Jebra and the other investigating parties, and that there were no talents to be found here, he was going to head back to Yothur City, find Tulu, and continue their journey. 
Before leaving, he paid Ross Manor another visit. He had not given Neet the bottle of Indigo Elixir yet. He wasn't going to fail such a simple promise.
Within several minutes, Gondola took them to Oak Mountain. Angor put away his boat and moved toward Ross Mansion by using his flying boots.
After arriving at the snow-covered mansion and scanning it using spirit feelers, he soon found Neet happily talking to a young lady in the backyard.
Then he landed right behind Neet, which startled the poor sailor for good.
"Do you need something, sir?" Neet recovered from his shock and asked his partner to be polite in front of Angor.
Angor remained silent for a moment to observe the blushing pair.
"Apologizes. It seems I interrupted something."
"Ahem! No, sir, Sonata is just here to—"
The lady named Sonata, who was wearing a plain-looking dress, helped Neet by picking up the subject. "Sir Wizard, I'm a humble gardener working at Sherry Patio. I'm only a common friend of Mister Neet, and I'm glad we are."
"But Sonata, I truly—" Neet disagreed.
Sonata looked at the ground in sadness. Being a lowly servant meant she had no hope of accepting the love of a noble member.
Meanwhile, Angor instantly knew what was going on since this drama was too common in storybooks.
"Fine, I'll not meddle with your love affairs. Neet, you can take this."
He tossed a bottle of blue liquid to Neet, who quickly accepted it with a delighted look. 
"Thank you very much, sir!"
"You're welcome." Angor looked at Sonata. "Did you just say you worked for the Sherry Patio?"
Sonata nodded.
Angor frowned. He saw this name in Moyah's journal. It was a small garden full of a type of flowers called "sherry blossoms", and it was also where Moyah lived most of her life.
He wondered if the "Sherry Patio" mentioned by Sonata was the same place.
"Where is this patio?"
"This place right here is the Sherry Patio, sir," said Neet.
Angor looked around the small yard and saw patches of violet flowers striving against the snow.
An old well covered by haystacks in the corner of the yard suddenly caught his attention.
"When did your family start to live here?" He looked at Neet and asked a question that just came to his mind.
"Um, while Anrum has been constantly affected by wars, they never reached Lost Paradise City. The king granted us our territory at Winterrange, a city pretty far from here. But the descendants of the Ross Family have been living at Lost Paradise since the Age of Gold."
"You mean your family has existed in this city since three thousand years ago?"
"That's right, sir."


A young traveler who receives enlightenment from another civilization is on a mission to save his beloved mentor. In his journey to seek the ultimate truth, he travels extensively and along the way, he experiences some unpredictable encounters. Will he be able to save his mentor or will his path be derailed?

Let's talk about the world,
The people, the society, with their myrth
the government and their conquered
The evironment and their broken fate

World is a paradise of gray, 
Without anyone ever being in complete bright ray
Man created a fantasy,
Where anyone can wander easily

Mankind doin' fine 
Until they found themselves lost in vine
Loneliness like never-ending arrows in void
Lashes out the bliss of the sweet brine

How about we talk about us
Oh! I forgot to ask first if there's a reason 
Well, I'll just pretend there's something between us
Now, let's talk and make some reasons

You gave me another reason not to stop
Aren't you sorry for makin' me messed
Lettin' me continue to wander in your trap
Thinkin' that there's still hope, no less

You're indeed cruel for makin' me wait
Don't you realized I've been always hurt
Until now you made me feel the pain of your bait
Though I can stop right now, for you, am sure to wait.

Did I expect too much?
Oh! Wrong question.
Do I have the right to ask?
Much better

You've been always like this
You left me thinkin' about posibilities
Did I overthink
Well, ah guess, am just a brink

People may think am in sync
Oh please, please read my lips
Understand my hands
And look into my eyes

Am I really worthy of this mess
They always say am too kind
I'm not but when it comes to you, my mess
I guess, am indeed a fool kind

Its always been like this
Am always here when you needed
Ready to make you feel pleased
But how about me? I need you as well

Am no angel nor a goddess 
That can give you anything you want
But I can always make you my priority
Even greater than what you think I could do

You're hurt, yeah sure
How can you let me enter there
If things isn't clear but blur
Let yourself feel first the cure

Let us make things easy for the both of us
We can never escape the space around us
Let first the broken hearts heal
Let each other be freed from pain

Questions have been rushin' through my head
It makes me dizzy like I've drunk a whole case
It hurt as hell, I feel numb, feels like dead
Makin' me find answers in a cementery  thread

The worst is to question myself
Loosing the once eagerness
Makin' my mind a broken shelf
Pieces of ideas become a complete mess

How can I write a song that's about us
If there's nothing between us
I promised that my writing wouldn't last
Then I wrote a poem that's not about you
Only to find out that its all for you



-❤ella

This book is undergoing revision. Am thankful for your understanding?

This book includes my poems from my previous account. I put them here because I can't open that account anymore.
So if you happen to encounter that book "Memories of us: Remembered by me", don't worry, its my own very first book and I did not steel. I just move and merge in this book so I can continue my writing.
Hope you'll understand?

And contents is expected to be short but some poems are lengthy as well.

Enjoy????


------------------------------------------
CONVO

Truth is everywhere. But it can't be explained clearly. What can really be explained is not truth.

What can be explained is reason. But since ancient times, there has no division between truth and reason.

I don't know what truth is, but I stick to reason and pursue truth. I can't say it clearly. All depends on comprehension.

-?-
-----------------------------------
POEMS

"I am a queen"

I reign to command 
I fight to conquer 
Yet I didn't get what I want 
And didnt own who I like 

We were near to the end 
But I didn't get you 
I insist to fight for you 
Yet we still need to end here 

I fight with might 
You play it cool 
I wish with hope 
You shuttered it full

-❤ella 

---------------------------------------------------



Please Support my first book 
This is a book of poems and dialogues.
???

Let's talk about the world,
The people, the society, with their myrth
the government and their conquered
The evironment and their broken fate

World is a paradise of gray, 
Without anyone ever being in complete bright ray
Man created a fantasy,
Where anyone can wander easily

Mankind doin' fine 
Until they found themselves lost in vine
Loneliness like never-ending arrows in void
Lashes out the bliss of the sweet brine

How about we talk about us
Oh! I forgot to ask first if there's a reason 
Well, I'll just pretend there's something between us
Now, let's talk and make some reasons

You gave me another reason not to stop
Aren't you sorry for makin' me messed
Lettin' me continue to wander in your trap
Thinkin' that there's still hope, no less

You're indeed cruel for makin' me wait
Don't you realized I've been always hurt
Until now you made me feel the pain of your bait
Though I can stop right now, for you, am sure to wait.

Did I expect too much?
Oh! Wrong question.
Do I have the right to ask?
Much better

You've been always like this
You left me thinkin' about posibilities
Did I overthink
Well, ah guess, am just a brink

People may think am in sync
Oh please, please read my lips
Understand my hands
And look into my eyes

Am I really worthy of this mess
They always say am too kind
I'm not but when it comes to you, my mess
I guess, am indeed a fool kind

Its always been like this
Am always here when you needed
Ready to make you feel pleased
But how about me? I need you as well

Am no angel nor a goddess 
That can give you anything you want
But I can always make you my priority
Even greater than what you think I could do

You're hurt, yeah sure
How can you let me enter there
If things isn't clear but blur
Let yourself feel first the cure

Let us make things easy for the both of us
We can never escape the space around us
Let first the broken hearts heal
Let each other be freed from pain

Questions have been rushin' through my head
It makes me dizzy like I've drunk a whole case
It hurt as hell, I feel numb, feels like dead
Makin' me find answers in a cementery  thread

The worst is to question myself
Loosing the once eagerness
Makin' my mind a broken shelf
Pieces of ideas become a complete mess

How can I write a song that's about us
If there's nothing between us
I promised that my writing wouldn't last
Then I wrote a poem that's not about you
Only to find out that its all for you

Some things you just don't forget even though you wish you could.

That is the memories kept in our minds; memories that don't leave us no matter what; and I wished it will really not.

Memories made by me with all the people I spent my days. Though I don't know if it will last forever, I hoped that these people will cherish our memories as well.

--------------------------------------------------------------------

This is not a novel but a compilation of all the poems I've created. Hope you'll like it.

-love ella-

Like a high-voltage current was exposed to the air, the sizzling sound of the cloud grew louder, attracting the attention of many passengers who had yet to sleep in the cabin.
Puzzled, everyone left their seats and gathered at the window to look outside.
Flashes of lightning that resembled silver snakes flashed ceaselessly in the dark clouds. In the alternation between darkness and light, gushes of white mist could be seen soaring merging and converging together, as they exuded a faint yellow glow.
All of a sudden, a thunderous sound resonated, the fog that had gathered in a group transformed into a giant flashing door, revealing a mystery land hidden behind white clouds and drizzle that were billowing between strange jagged rocks and mountain peaks, 
After a moment of flabbergasted silence, some stuttered and said, "I-It's a mirage, right…" This caused everybody's heart to become calmer. Encountering a strange incident while flying in the air was even more frightening than usual.
Unfortunately, not long after this speculation was made, a skinny, middle-aged man who had a moderate height looked at the ever-changing scenery in the light door and shook his head. "I've encountered a mirage in a desert the year before, and it was like watching somebody else in a mirror; the image would never move around, it's differed completely from this. Now, we're on a flying airplane, so if it was a mirage, it would have long gone in a flash."
When the middle-aged man's words left his mouth, the light door flashed in front of a stone monument. Although the scenery shot across in just a short amount of time, it was enough to let the Gate of Dao's disciples who just wanted to join in the fun saw the two bold, ancient big words that had a heavenly character and style clearly.
"It's Yingzhou! It's Yingzhou. It's the Yingzhou paradise…" When the Taoist exclaimed loudly in great shock, other people did not have much reaction, but when his comrades from the same Gate, who had been calm and nonchalant towards the strange phenomenon of the clouds, immediately had a change of expression when they heard this. Quickly, they leaped up to their feet and went to the window in an instant.
At this time, the scenery in the light door had changed. However, now that they looked at it after getting the hint, the feeling they had was different too.
"There's a poem from the ancient time that goes like this, 'Seafarers speak of uncharted lands in the Yingzhou, yet all anyone has ever seen of it are billows and fog. Nothing to prove such a belief. The people of Yue spoke of Tianlao, though around it hover clouds bright or dim, visible sometimes in her countenance.' This saying is indeed right. How can such celestial islands be found in the mortal world…" The old man who was wearing old-style gold-rimmed glass and had been humiliated by his Junior Nephew for spouting nonsense looked at the strange cloud phenomenon with his eyes brimming with brilliance. All gloominess disappeared from his face as he spoke in ecstasy, "This is a great chance! This is a great chance this is really a f*cking big chance!"
Many paradises are circulating in the ancient Chinese legend, but there were only four most famous ones—Penglai, Yingzhou, Fangzhang, and Tianlao.
According to legend, these four places were the heavenly blessed spots that were usually isolated from the human world, not connected with the world at all. If any mortal was lucky enough to encounter any of them, he would often obtain a chance to have a meteoric rise and become immortal.
Since ordinary people could already reap such benefits, cultivators would naturally gain more. Even in modern times, looking from an optimistic point of view, such 'paradise' was probably an incomplete 'half realm.' A person could open it to reap benefit from it if one was capable. When the Gate of Dao's disciples saw this, they were immediately ecstatic, even the old-time cultivators had forgotten to keep their voice low.
After a moment of ecstasy, they could not help but quietly looked at Zhang Lisheng, who was by the side.
Witchcraft and Dao had been fighting for thousands of years, and it had been passed down to the present. Although the Taoists had encountered many twists and turns before, the secular authorities often used them. For this reason, they were very strict in taking disciples and very meticulous in teaching their methods. Even ordinary Taoists in the Gate would have a very high disposition.
However, like a mouse, witchcraft had never dared to show their heads for thousands of years. Ordinary wizards even had to shuttle back and forth all the time just to eke out a simple living. Many of them were not even literate, let alone reading ancient Chinese literature. It was very likely that they did not know what the Yingzhou meant at all.
Despite this, Zhang Lisheng, who had a net worth of hundreds of millions, had inherited the ancient witchcraft, obtained a doctoral degree at a prestigious university ranked top ten in the world, differed from them. He must be clear about the estimated value of a 'paradise.'
This chance was fleeting. If it was not for the fact that the Taoists had qualms against Guo Caiying who was on the plane now and that the young man had a profound and unpredictable strength that allowed him to kill two Taoists before fleeing away despite being trapped in the Four Image Formation, the Taoists would have long joined forces to make their moves on him. They could do this just by catching Zhang Lisheng by surprise and eradicating him with no hesitation to create a fake plane crash that would let several hundreds of people to be buried together with him, 
Since they could not use a hard approach, that Gate of Dao's skinny and handsome leader had a series of expression fleeting across his face for a few seconds before suddenly folding his hands and making a deep bow in an ancient greeting at the young man who was staring fixedly out of the window. Then, he pointed at the cloud light door and transmitted his voice, "Dr. Zhang, I'm Song Huiyuan. Nice to meet you. Yingzhou is a paradise for the Gate of Dao's ancestors to cultivate, and now that we're lucky enough to encounter it, I'm afraid we would want to…"
When Zhang Lisheng saw the emergence of the light door, his experience of buying the jelly gem by chance in the Amazon city suddenly appeared in his mind.
The young seller's words seemed to be ringing again in his ear. "I saw a dark yellow glow that appeared in the jungle out of nowhere when I was peeing behind my house…I found out that it was a large glowing door that was even bigger than 10 trees combined. The door connected to an island with strange rocks, rivers, and houses. I've never seen those square wooden houses with long roofs and sharp tips before, but they looked beautiful. Oh yes, there were many strange animals and big birds carved on those houses which looked like they were alive. The door felt like it had legs. It was walking around the enormous island and stopped when it arrived before a gigantic, colorful rock that looked like a mountain. I couldn't help but extend my arm to touch that big rock. In the end, the door disappeared when I retreated my hand from the pain. However, I was lucky that I grabbed this piece of jelly gem, but I have no idea how it happened."
That jelly gem had saved the young man several times. He realized that the stone was strange, so he began to study it meticulously; he could almost be sure that it was the only piece of sky-patching stone that Ancient Goddess Nuwa used to travel around the world and trekked through the mountains to refine the five-color soil by borrowing the sun's divine flame Tiantai Mountain to save the people.
Now that Zhang Lisheng saw the Yingzhou paradise miraculously appearing right before his eyes, his heart jolted. At once, he realized that the place where the light door connected, thus allowing the native young man entered to grab the jelly gem, was most likely the place where Ancient Goddess Nuwa had turned into dust after taking materials to create the sky-patching stones and dried her own blood essence up—the Tiantai Mountain.
When the young man thought of this, he immediately was interested in going to the Amazon to explore it. After all, the five-colored soil and the relics, as well as the shattered remains of Ancient Goddess Nuwa, might be able to patch the worlds' fences. To him, this had value so high that it was simply inconceivable.
In comparison, he did not even have to bother himself with the Yingzhou looming in the distant clouds. He might as well throw 'it' to the Gate of Dao's people to struggle with it, and if they could reap benefits from it, they could indirectly help the Chinese government to increase their fighting strength against Atlantis.
Many thoughts flashed across Zhang Lisheng's mind. When he snapped back to reality, he shrugged without waiting for the Taoist to finish his words, "Mr. Song, just do whatever you like. I just feel nothing but headache when I see such supernatural phenomenon involving space chaos. I just want to hurry up and dodge, so I can rest."
Even if the words that the ancient witchcraft's successor uttered in front were real or not, Song Huiyuan immediately felt relief in his heart. Bowing, he said, "In that case, thank you."
Then, he proceeded to gesture his companions to leave the cabin together.
After watching the Taoists leave, the young man quietly put up with the glances he obtained from the surroundings and returned to his seat to sit down.
Shortly after Zhang Lisheng returned to his seat, Guo Caiying sat back beside him and asked curiously in a whisper, "Junior Brother, this name Yingzhou is very familiar. What is this place actually? Why would that old Taoist become so excited and actually recited a poem in the cabin to attract other people's attention? These 'special people' usually would disguise themselves very well in public under normal circumstances."
"Yingzhou is one of the four great paradises in ancient mythology. It's mentioned before in one of the Four Classic Novels, Journey to the West. When these Taoists saw it, this paradise immediately blinded them; how could they possibly pay any more attention to whatsoever disguise anymore?"
"One of the four great paradises? Legend has it that it would bring great fortune to even an ordinary person who comes across it…" The girl pondered for a while before jokingly saying, "I'm an ordinary person, so why I don't feel anything? I've heard of this one poem before, 'When a deity caresses my head, my hair will braid, and my life will extend.' I should feel some difference if my life span is extended, right?"
When her words left her mouth, the airplane suddenly shook a few times before resuming in their ordinary course.
"It's 'encountering' a paradise, not 'looking' at a paradise. It won't count if you don't go inside Yingzhou," the young man shrugged and said.
"Then take me inside and see how it goes. I'm a little curious, Junior Brother."
"That kind of unstable mysterious 'space' is too dangerous, I dare not take you in. It's effortless if you want to live longer. The main research topic I have been doing in the Shrimp World No. 2 is crushing the 'power core' of the supernatural creatures there and transplant it into the human bone marrow. I've made some breakthrough progress now, and if I carry out the surgery at all cost, the success rate is 90%, and after the surgery, you'd be able to restore to the peak of the human body, and your life expectancy would be significantly increased. Not only that, but you'd be able to master supernatural power too. It's like killing three birds with one stone. Just let me know whenever you want to do it." Zhang Lisheng shook his head and opened a blank check.
"I don't want to do this kind of surgery to induce genetic variation," Guo Caiying replied as chills ran down her spine. "It's actually quite nice to be an ordinary person…"
Before the girl could finish her words, a sudden brilliance that was resembling the bright light of the rising sun shone through a row of windows on the right side of the cabin. When the light flashed, Zhang Lisheng carefully condensed water vapor to form a transparent armor, to envelop Guo Caiying and himself.
When the brilliance appeared, Guo Caiying stood up once again in bewilderment with her jaw dropped but inadvertently noticed the water flow covering her body.
When the young man saw the girl looking down at her body in shock, he stood up and whispered in her ear, "Senior Sister, we're flying over 10,000 meters high now, so I think we better be more careful. This layer of 'water armor' can protect you from crashing even if the plane crashes. It can also change with your movements, so you can just ignore it and pretend that it doesn't exist." 


A young man from the Miaowei Tribe brought up by his strict father, suddenly turned into Rank 1 Wizard on the day he was orphaned. He then obtained the ability to control giant worms. 
Soon after, he found his mother who was in a faraway foreign land by accident. From a small mountain village, he managed to jump into the amazing arena that was a global metropolis.
Thus far, we have a young man who inherited the legacy of mastering ancient demons from an ancient country. 
From Western civilization to other worlds, a fascinating saga is born.

The twelve petals of the golden lotus bloomed as a certain fragrance was released into the air.
After a while, the golden lotus slowly closed up.
The crowd stared at both Chu Kuangren and Lan Yu with unbelief and marvel. There was no question about it, these two were currently the best Sky-prides in the world.
When they thought of this, the crowd could not help but sigh.
The heavens were playing favorites. On top of their unparalleled talent in cultivation and spiritual practices, they were also blessed with outstanding looks.
Then again, comparing oneself to others would always end up leading to dissatisfaction.
Suddenly, the wonderfully prepared meal and drinks in front of the crowd seemed tasteless and dull.
They were obviously taken aback, and not by just a little bit, either. 
"Oh, I almost forgot to mention, there's a new type of liquor that was brewed from my White Jade Hotel. I'll go get it and let everyone try it out. "
Out of nowhere, Li Xingchen laughed and said.
He noticed something wrong in the air and was trying to lighten the mood.
Fortunately, thanks to his actions, the crowd regained their lost vigor. After some more socializing and chatter, the banquet ended successfully.
…
The morning of the second day. 
Chu Kuangren woke up from his spiritual practice.
As was his routine, he summoned the Fantasy Roulette and began to make some rolls.
Iron grade items and a hundred Top-tier soulstones.
This was approximately the entire net worth of a normal Daoist cultivator.
Chu Kuangren did not even bat an eye and tossed them into his Yin and Yang Ring on top of the growing pile of similar soulstones. He then started to begin another boring day.
After leaving his room, he was invited to join Li Xingchen together for breakfast.
During that time, he witnessed a group of people gathering around the hall.
They seemed to be gathering at the sight of something.
Upon walking over to take a closer look, he realized that they were all staring at some words on the wall.
"In the heavens the White Jade City lies, Of twelve towers and five gates it comprises; As the goddess grants his gifts, My soul rejuvenates and my spirit it lifts… Nicely written, what a good poem."
"Doesn't the White Jade City here refer to the White Jade Hotel? With the magnificence of this building, it can even be known as a land of fairies on earth."
"Wait a minute, take a look at the name of the signature, that's the name of Chu Kuangren. This poem was made by Chu Kuangren himself, the one and only Chu Kuangren that challenged everyone in the word?"
"To think that the guy has a talent in poetry…"
Everyone in the crowd was deep in discussion.
In their eyes, the arrogant and overconfident Chu Kuangren who descended into the world and challenged everyone was only someone who was all talk and no show.
However, that beautifully written poem that described the beauty and grandeur of the White Jade Hotel was filled with such poetic talent that everyone found it hard to associate it with someone like Chu Kuangren.
For a while, everyone was in surprise and lament as well.
"Wow, they actually framed it up huh?"
Chu Kuangren took a glance at the words on the wall and left.
Following that, under the guidance of Li Xingchen, Chu Kuangren and Lan Yu went out and had a good time in White Cloud City.
When they returned to White Jade hotel, an old housekeeper went up to Chu Kuangren, handed him an invitation letter, and said, "Master Chu, this is an invitation from the city hall. They wish to invite you to attend a banquet tomorrow."
"Oh, the people in White Cloud city are quite enthusiastic and friendly, aren't they?"
Chu Kuangren took the letter and chuckled.
A banquet was just hosted yesterday night, and today someone had invited him again.
It was fine regardless.
Might as well pay a visit, it was just that the Honorable Swordsman White Cloud had been in meditation for quite a long time. It seemed that the chances of actually seeing him in person would be very small.
…
At the city hall, people were busy coming and going on about their usual routines.
Outside the gates, an old man could be seen looking around for someone.
When he saw a man and a woman approaching, the old man's eyes lit up. He then walked towards, smiled, and greeted them.
"Master Chu, Lady Lan, come, please enter."
"Hmm, were you standing here purposely to wait for us?"
"Yes of course."
A strange color flashed across Chu Kuangren's eyes.
With his Eye of Revelation, he could see the information about this old man, and using that eye, he realized that the old man was a person of the Battle Monarch cultivation level.
Asking a Battle Monarch to wait outside the city hall shows that the city's lord either has a large amount of wealth and power, or that he values the old man a lot, or that something was going on.
Chu Kuangren knew something was strange about this.
He could not, however, think of what benefit the city's lord would gain should something happen to him.
When they entered the city hall, the banquet was already prepared and set up.
At the lobby, three men were looking at Chu Kuangren and Lan Yu. Those three were Ye Baifeng and his brothers.
"I have long heard that the strongest of the Black Heaven Sect is a remarkable Sky-pride whose talents are a rare find in this world. Having also the poise of a Young Emperor, meeting you today really is an extraordinary sight."
Ye Baifeng laughed.
"You exaggerate, my senior." Said Chu Kuangren as he smiled gently.
"Oh right, two days before this the whereabouts of Honorable Yuan Ling's treasury was revealed, and I heard that brother Chu also went in and explored the area, did you manage to manage to gain anything?"
At that moment, Ye Baifeng made sure to be indirect.
However, Chu Kuangren's expression was unchanged and his heart was calm. Having a disappointing and sorrowful look on his face, he replied. "Although I did enter, alas, I didn't manage to retrieve anything." 
When he heard this, Ye Baifeng's forehead popped a vein.
'Nothing to be gained?
'You emptied that entire treasury. 
'Yet you dare tell me that there was nothing you gained? How shameless could you be!'
"My friend, that can't be! Your talents and skills are strong and plenty. It is possible that you really did not retrieve anything at all?" Ye Baifeng said, putting up a friendly façade.
"Alas, we really hadn't."
Chu Kuangren shook his head and replied in frustration.
At this point, Ye Baifeng's face began to turn grim, his tone started to become cold. "My friend, I'm going to ask you one more time, did you gain anything from the treasury or not ?!"
Chu Kuangren did not wish to speak any further.
He had already figured out the true intention of this bluff of a banquet.
The one thing that he could not understand was how this Ye Baifeng knew that he took everything from Honorable Yuan Ling's treasury.
"You already have the answer yourself, why bother asking?"
Chu Kuangren uttered.
"Alright buddy, since that's the case, then let's cut to the chase. The Ye family wants the Primordial Purple Haze, we're even willing to trade it with hundreds of thousands of Top-tier soulstones. If you agree to this request, you, my good friend, shall be an honored guest of the Ye family."
"What do you think?"
After speaking, Ye Baifeng stared menacingly at Chu Kuangren.
"I think you have brain damage."
Chu Kuangren sneered.
Hundreds of thousands of Top-tier soulstones for a Primordial Purple Haze?
Even setting aside the mountains of Top-tier soulstones within Chu Kuangren's Yin and Yang ring, was the Primordial Purple Haze alone worth those hundreds of thousands of Top-tier soulstones?
People would fight for that kind of item even if it cost millions of Top-tier soulstones.
"Such foolhardy courage!"
"How dare you insult the Eldest Master, you should die!"
Despite facing everyone's anger and judgment, Chu Kuangren was calm.
Even the Second Master spoke, "Listen here Chu, this here is the Ye family's home. Don't blame us for taking action if you reject our offer."
Chu Kuangren's grinned. "I want to see you try."
"Hmph, stop talking nonsense, attack!"
"Let's kill him here and now, and get the Primordial Purple Haze!"
The allure of the Primordial Purple Haze was too strong.
It was so strong that most of the people here were blinded by desire and forgot that Chu Kuangren was of the Black Heaven sect. They fearlessly charged towards him.
Several bursts of spiritual power emanated, and various Daoist Rhymes were released. All of them locked onto Chu Kuangren!
The weakest among them were of Paradise Realm levels.
Even the old man who invited them in also had a ruthless look in his eyes, he held up his hands and charged forth towards Chu Kuangren's head!
"Hmph."
A soft hum was let out with an eruption of Supreme poise!
The Daoist cultivators who rushed towards Chu Kuangren instantly got obliterated into specks of bloody mist. From the void, the Seventh Forefather slowly stepped out.
A horrifying surge of Supreme poise unscrupulously spread in all directions!
"Aa Supreme one!"
"His protector is a Supreme one!"
The entire city hall was shrouded with the Supreme poise. Countless Daoist cultivators cowered in fear, they shivered and trembled while looking at the Seventh Forefather.
For Chu Kuangren, that was the first time he saw the Seventh Forefather in the flesh.
Although he was old, had a decrepit stature, and looked weak, the terrifying power of his Supreme poise was still enough to strike everyone with a chilling fear.
Chu Kuangren subconsciously went through the Seventh Forefather's information with his Eye of Revelation. The look of his face changed upon seeing it.
Heavenly being, Heavenly Deterioration Stage Five, life essence depleting!


Chu Kuangren has teleported to the cultivation world. With him was a game plug-in that gave him ten consecutive lucky draws right as he began. 
Congratulations! The host has pulled the Legendary-tier Banished Immortal Aura, the Legendary-tier constitution, Exquisite Nine Orifices Sword Heart, the God-tier constitution, Immortal Body, and one Legendary Winged Soldier… 
Join Chu Kuangren as he becomes a legend of cosmic proportions, and triumphs over every being in the world!


Starting off I wanna say that I'm really tired and we have exams tomorrow and I couldn't study properly because something has been bugging me a lot causing me fatigue.

It's about 10 pm now. There's really nothing interesting about today as we don't have exams today. The day was I quote ' plain old boring ' . I slept kinda late last night because I was late for the chapter update leading me sleeping late. So in the morning I thought I could wake up late but I couldn't, up around 9 am my roommate woke me up and asked if I was going to class and I was thinking ' What class ? ' 

It seems that the lecturer was going to give us important suggestion for the upcoming exams not AGE but SWC. Honestly I was tired and I thought of not going but in the end I choose to go which I kinda regret honestly. Of course he was late. And when he came he mostly talked about how the questions will come mark wise and in the end he gave us a 17 paged PDF file, honestly I preferred if he gave us in  topic wise. That's how I spend my morning.

Later we got back to hostel and we pretty much just laze around, actually I was reading Gate of God which is still good, take a look if you can. Around 1:30 pm I got hungry and i went to cafeteria to eat something and I met Big Brother Thomas and Sis Mercy who were on the way to town and I joined them.

We spend the whole afternoon and evening there looking at stuffs, thinking back we didn't buy a lot of things except I bought around 2 kilos of jelebi's which buy the way is an extremely sweet Indian dessert ( that was a bad idea ). Later we went and eat something at K5 which I mentioned is one of the only restaurant, the food is actually not bad just kinda wanna try something new. We stayed  there till around 5 pm and by the time we get back it was already dark. I have to say that I'm more of a shut-in and going out once a while is good except that I was wearing shorts and it was really cold in the evening..

Night came, we had pork for dinner I don't eat pork and I don't care except I got the usual; eggs. Mess for me kinda sucks now and also despite me being very lazy in stuffs especially in studies where I have little interest in, Atsung posted a 111 paged PDF on the class group. Shame on you Atsung. Now I really cannot bother to study anymore but I have to even if it bores me to death, I would study like really hard if it was an interesting thing for me but it really isn't for me so it's hard to learn when I couldn't even bother for it. Let's hope I can at least learn something for tomorrow exams.

Looking back at what I did and what I am doing now I can surely say that there's a 70% of me getting a back paper and the problem is that I really cannot study today and tonight.

The thing about what's bugging me is that as I said last night I made a boo boo which was kinda bad  for me ( If your reading this, sorry it was the heat of the moment ). I have this idea more like a theory, you see as we grow up we learn more new things everyday and so on, but as we grow up and learn something we somehow lost a bit of the stuffs we've already know; our innocence, childhood, manners, familiarity, hobbies ...  This feels especially true for as I grew up, I feel like as the years passed I feel like I lost part of myself and bit by bit I changed. I was not the same guy I was  five years ago ( although I am still young ), I'd assume it's the same for everyone. 

When we were kids we wanna grow up soon and fell like and adult, but as we grow up we now miss our childhood. But that's just part of life.. But for me the problem is that I feel like that I've lost part of myself more than I've gained which leads to become lost, maybe not exactly lost but more hollow. And lately have this nonchalantly reaction to everything, I really don't have that heat-pounding moments anymore. It's more like ' I don't care let it be ' which leads me to have a very shut-in life.

So lately I've trying to change so here I am writing my daily life here although boring and sounds uninteresting to you guys you've still read it..

So what  happen last night was me trying to change something and I was thinking real hard on whether to do it or not but I did it regardless of the consequences which led to a very awkward moment..  Let's just say it was awkward as fuck..

It's late now so I'll sign off and do leave a comment if I've made anymore grammar mistakes..

Also subscribe to PewDiePie if you still haven't..

881

I was too bored.
So here I am writing this daily life of mine with mostly lies and false names.

Also I've been told I am socially awkward

Also Subscribe to PewDiePie

paradise lost poem pdf novel

Paradise Lost

Isekai wa Smartphone to Tomoni

Plundering the Dao of the Immortal Journey

The shit I always use to call love

Warlock Apprentice

Journal: Conversation - Poems

Unicus: Memories of Us; Remembered by Me

The Great Worm Lich

Unparalleled After Ten Consecutive Draws

The Social Experiment

People search paradise lost poem pdf also like: