TIME TO START A NEW AFTERLIFE!

In a case of mistaken identity, 26 years old He YuLan, an eccentric university graduate, passed away the day before her first job interview and ended up in the Underworld. After finding out she had no option to return to the human world, and her next reincarnation was a lifetime away, she was given a fresh start with a new life... or afterlife in the realm of the dead.

Join YuLan as she learns to adapt to the other world while spending her time engaging in the many unique jobs the Underworld has to offer!

Undertale, adalah sebuah game bergenre VRMMORPG yang sangat di gemari para gamers. Seorang pemain peringkat tinggi menerima kontrak dari developer game tersebut untuk membuat demonstrasi dari fungsi baru yang akan di luncurkan oleh developer game.

Sebagai pemimpin Guild Top Circle, Andika memiliki kewajiban untuk memimpin anggotanya untuk melaksanakan kontrak yang telah dia setujui dengan developer game.

Pada awalnya, semuanya berjalan dengan sempurna tanpa hambatan yang signifikan. Namun sebuah insiden yang tidak terduga terjadi ketika Andika akan menerima hadiah dari misi tersebut. Andika secara tiba-tiba dipindahkan ke dunia lain seorang diri, tanpa teman-temannya yang mengikutinya.

This contains only erotic and sexual fantasies in every chapter. 
None of the chapters are related in any way unless they are in parts, like part one and part two etc. 
Very mature. I do not recommend for persons under 18 to read this.

Henry finally decided what car he will buy. It was Chevrolet Chevelle SS 454 black color, and it's cost just for $30,000. Henry choose this car as mainly it looks quite good but not attract attention as this car is fairly common at this time as even his father has one.
After decided, Henry then goes to Chevrolet dealer to buy the car. After 2 hours of the various document and stuff, Henry finally gets the car. Henry then circles Palo Alto as his home is near the famous Silicon Valley.
Henry feels quite fortunate as his home near Silicon Valley, to get there you just need 10 min drive. This will save trouble later if he wants to recruit talent here.
Henry circle Palo Alto and the Silicon Valley for 2 hours to familiarize as in the future he will have a lot of activities here. Henry deciding to stop as now is time for lunch and drove to a nearby restaurant.
Henry sits in the windows side as that is his favorite spot. Henry then orders a steak and a juice to fill his stomach. The restaurant quite crowded as this is a time for lunch. At this time Henry then spotted someone familiar, but he not quite sure.
That person then approached Henry as all the seat are full and just Henry opposite seat not occupied. It was a man with long hair and quite a messy beard.
"Hello sir, is your seat occupied, as you see now all the seat is full ?" He asked with a polite tone.
"Sure, get yourself occupied." Henry answered as he still thinks who this man is.
The man then sits down and begin to order.
"May I know your name? I seem has seen you somewhere." Henry asked as he is really curious, someone he familiar must be an acquaintance from the future or Henry know him.
"My name is Steven Paul Jobs, but people usually call me Steve." The man introduced himself
When Henry heard that, he shocks as he didn't expect to meet Steve Jobs here. At this time Steve Jobs still has his hair and about the same age as Henry as Jobs is 1 year older than him.
Henry quickly calm his mind as he introduced himself, "Nice to meet you Steve, my name is Henry William, but you can just call me Henry."
They then chatted for a while until Jobs food arrived. After Jobs finish his food, they chatted again about their lifestyle and hobby. Henry then learned Jobs now is in Reed College and looking for a part-time job.
Henry did not expect this meeting as now is still too early. After they chatted for 30 minutes, they parted way as Jobs has other business to do. Henry then pays Jobs food as they make a friend. Henry feels this is still too early to pull Jobs into his company as his preparation is not enough and Jobs still need to mature.
If Henry pulls Jobs too early, it will only counterproductive as now Steve Jobs he knows in the future has not yet mature. So Henry just makes a good impression to Jobs to make things easier later.
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Henry goes home and parks his car in the garage. His garage quite big as it can hold 2 car, 1 his father, and another his car.
As Henry enters the home, Margaret is sitting in the living room while reading a newspaper. His father Jacob usually home late at night as his job as a professor at Stanford is quite busy.
Henry then greeted his mom, "Hey mom, what are you reading ?"
"Your book now became a bestseller in the US, many media want to interview you." Margaret replied with a smile as she feels proud her son have this achievement.
"Of course, that's because my work is good. Oh yeah mom, I have a new book here, I already completed it last night." Henry feels proud but then he thinks now is the right time to launch the 'Da Vinci Code'. Henry plans to use 'Devotion of Suspect X' heat to hype the release of his new book so the book is selling faster and hotter.
"What book is it honey?" Margaret curious as now she knows her son is a genius at writing, maybe his new book can bring her surprise.
"Wait a minute, I gonna change my clothes and bring the book"
Henry then goes upstairs to change his clothes and bring the 'Da Vinci Code in his drawer.
Henry holds the book and gives it to Margaret. Margaret then read the book for 5 minutes as Henry wait patiently.
After Margaret read the book, her tone somewhat weird, "Are you sure you want to publish this book?"
"Of course."
"Do you know what are you writing? this can be considered as blasphemy!!!" Margaret tone somewhat high as William family is Christian, even though they just barely faith in it, but they still respect the religion.
"Of course I know what I'm writing. But listen to my explanation mom, all of this based on the historical research and various material that I researched. So the content is 99% according to historical material and about the content the book itself, I don't know much as I just fictionalize the rest of it." Henry explained to Margaret as he knows the content of the 'Da Vinci Code' is controversial and has condemnt many Christian in the future.
But he determined to publish it as the 'Da Vinci Code' is the bestseller of 5 years and sold for a total copy of more than 80 million in 2009. This book is determined the fund he needed for the company establishment.
Margaret was then silent for a while. Henry knows she is thinking now, so he just waits patiently.
After about 10 minutes of struggling in her mind, Margaret then says "This is the last time I helped you honey, if you want to publish this type book again in the future, I will not help you." Margaret then agrees as who makes Henry her son, so she decided to help him.
"Yes, this is the last time I write this type of book, I promise mom. And can you negotiate with the publisher about the royalties, it's best if you can help the royalties reach the highest." Henry promises as he knows writing book is just a way for him amass the money need for company.
In the future, there are a countless way to make more money than writing a book so he thinks this may the last book he released, maybe he will release a book later if he has time.
"Well, let mom call my friend and discuss this with her." Margaret then walks away from the living room and prepared to call her friend.


Henry William, reborn to 1973 due to unknown reason.

On this golden year, the opportunity is everywhere. 

The Internet, Black Monday, Japanese Real Estate Bubble, Soviet disintegration,..... he will participate in all of them.

Bill Gates, Steve Jobs, Jeff Bezos,..... all of them will be working under his company.

Watch Henry as he builds a super business empire covering all walk of life and his consortium surpassing the Rothschilds, Rockefeller, Morgan.......
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This story happens at an alternate universe, so if there are similarities to the reality, it's just a mere coincidence.

Discord - https://discord.gg/w3N7T6f

*****

Eden just lies down on her sleeping bag inside her tent, a flickering candle providing a dim light beside her as she flipped the pages of her journal in the beginning first pages to where she had written her first entries from when the zombie apocalypse began, how it started and when it started.

Eden's gaze was almost distant as she read the written entries again as she remembered those dark horrific time that happened so suddenly a year before.

She decided to write another entry to her recent one, reached for her pen that was there beside the candle, and despite the low dim light, she can see very well to read and write even in the dark.

*****

JOURNAL ENTRY: DAY UNKNOWN, 8TH MONTH AUGUST, 2XXX

Hey, it's me again, Eden.

I had to write this down just so you can get the idea of how long has it been since I had remembered on when, where, and how this apocalypse all began.

It had all happened and started so suddenly that anyone including me wouldn't have expected it at all or was even prepared for it.

It was just a year ago that it all began.

Starting the first days when I first moved into this city, thinking that this place might be the chance I'm looking to have a normal life.  Me finding and living a simple apartment, searching and working in a normal job and so on as normal and simple like that.

But I didn't know that everything was going to change.

Just go to the beginning.

And you'll understand.

*****

Eden finished writing, put her pen aside and then flipped to the first pages again, reading the first entries once more before the candle goes out and she goes to sleep peacefully for another night.

Her mind wandered off as she read her first written entries again, remembering those times.

*****

A YEAR AGO BEFORE APOCALYPSE

Eden was so happy that she felt like screaming with joy as she finally putting the last storage box into the storage room inside her new and cheap apartment she's now living in, after moving into the metropolitan city.

She looked around at her space which is already filled with furniture and stuff and decently made up in a simple homely appearance.

She was happy at this kind of simple set-up for she isn't like most people who wanted to decorate in a fancy or messy way.

Once she double-checks everything and saw that everything is all fixed up and fitted to her satisfaction, she went straight towards her desk where a newly-bought big book is at the top and a new pen is there beside it.

She opened it, almost caressing her new personal item like it's a treasure and then started writing on the first blank page.

*****

JOURNAL ENTRY: 1ST DAY, 1ST MONTH JANUARY, 2XXX

Hi! This is Eden, the new owner, and writer of this new journal.

I just moved here into the metropolitan city.  But I will not write here exactly where and who I am, because if ever I lost this book somewhere in the city whenever and wherever I bring it along, I'd rather not have some stranger find out even if it's a kind Samaritan one or something.

There are plenty of other journals in the world obviously, so it's not a loss that I lost this one, even if it's like a diary to me.

It's not like I don't care if someone did read what's inside it since it's just some random stuff I write in here about what I'm doing in my life, what my thoughts are and venting out my frustrations.

Anyway, I'm getting a little sidetracked.

I just found and moved into a new apartment, it's simple and luckily cheap.  And it's in a good neighborhood where I don't have to worry about coming home late at night and worry about some gangsters that are going to be roaming about the streets.

Not that I don't know whether there are in this city I moved in.  But I hope there aren't some here.

Seriously, all I want and wish for in my life is a quiet and peaceful normal life for once.

Since the beginning when I was a kid, my whole life has been noisy, hectic and a complete mess with me being someone used something like a punching bag verbally or used as an outlet from my own family's frustrations.

Don't get me wrong. I love my family and I do really.

But for once in the former past of my life, would it be nice for them to at least not try to use me as a verbal punching bag for almost all my life?

I have ignored them or tuned them out whenever they talked bad to me as if I didn't do anything good in my life, since my high school, college and now my first ex-job days.

Hey, all I want is just normal life.  That's it.

Simply put, it's not like I want to go anywhere if I had super-high grades or anything.

I don't want to be one of those people looking for supreme and high-end rich jobs that will provide so much for me and my family.

That's not me at all.

Sure, my whole family has been medium-poor in a way of sorts.  But it's not like we're about to go homeless so soon.

That's just me sounding a bit selfish for myself but I'm telling the truth here.

Anyway, I finally had enough and when I secretly saved enough money for myself, I left my family behind without looking back except leaving a simple note and then moved away to this city so that I can firmly become a sole independent.

Most of my life, I have been doing something for my life, it's just that my family didn't even consider listening to me or giving me a chance to show it.

Well, who cares about them?

As the saying goes, they'll reap what they sow when the time comes.

So right now, before I finish writing this entry.  I'm about to go to my new job, which it's only a part-time job as an office assistant in a small firm during the day and cashier at a small grocery store during the night.

Though it's part-time, I'm just content with that. I have enough money saved up for myself that's with me kept safe and hidden in cash and the one in my bank account.

I'm off to bath and get ready for work.

So stay tuned for more! (smiles, laughter)

I'm writing this in my journal to liven it up and lighten up a little.

I'll be writing my next entry and tell you how my first days go here in my new normal life at this new place.

*****

After Eden finished writing her first entry in her new book journal, she stopped and put down her pen and sighed and stretched her arms up high as if instantly tired from writing and then rotated her neck around to heal the strain she's feeling inside.

Then she turned her head to look at the curtained windows beside her and the desk she's sitting next to and slowly stood from her chair and went over to it.

Eden moved the curtains a bit, staring at the grand and beautiful view before her which is going to be usual and normal in her new life.

She wouldn't trade it for anything and if ever in the future that something goes wrong, she won't go back to her life before and keep on trying and moving forward to stay and live in the city.

Then she let the curtains fall back into covering her windows and she walked to her bathroom to shower and prepare herself for her new part-time jobs and start working in her first days living and working in the city.

Little did Eden know, it is that her whole life is going to change.

In an unexpected way that she had never expected and wasn't prepared for it.

*****

It was exactly 7 days later, right there in the same apartment at the same city Eden is living in for only a week now.

Eden came bursting through the door like a bomb just exploded from outside and she ran for cover in her apartment instantly.

She quickly slammed shut and locked the door with the double locks latched as well and she panted heavily as if she was running a long marathon.

Then Eden seemed urgent and panicked and felt like she had to write in her journal to calm herself down from what she seemed to saw or witnessed before.

*****

JOURNAL ENTRY: 7TH DAY, 1ST MONTH JANUARY, YEAR 2XXX

Holy Mary Mother herself and Jesus Christ himself too!

Sorry, I wrote this so suddenly that I couldn't help but do it.

I'm sure you're wondering why I'm suddenly writing and looking a bit frantic in this entry.

Well, something happened that I didn't expect it at all and I'm pretty sure that the people aren't as well when they saw the news and heard stories and rumors about it.

I don't exactly know when, where and how it happened.

But it did so suddenly that I wasn't even prepared for it.

This is how it all started in the beginning.

I'm writing it all here in my journal.

The first days of the apocalypse.

*****

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I am alone.
In a Zombie Apocalypse.
I'm on a self-journey to find more survivors or trying to find a safe place.
Or I'm just living through it and surviving all by myself.
Listen to my story.
Listen or read about my survival.
It is all here in my SURVIVOR'S JOURNAL

*****

A lone survivor.
Since the beginning of the Apocalypse.
She survives through a hellish fallen world.
With nothing but her wits and a few skills that she has from her former normal life and learned throughout the apocalypse.
Listen to her tale.
Listen to what she has gone through in her survival through everything and how she managed to stay alive.
Listen or Read her SURVIVOR'S JOURNAL.

*****

"How long have you been alone?"

"Since the very beginning."

"How did you survive by yourself?"

"Nothing.  Nothing but with just my wits and a few skills and smarts that I have learned throughout everything."

"I'm surprised you're even sane and alive for so long and being alone."

"Oh, I'm not alone.  I have my journal."

*****
(Author's Note: This is a fictional story.  It is not based in real life at all.)

A place where time does not exist existed. Wait no, let me correct that.
A place where time is insignificant existed. Now, that's better.

You may not believe it, but how can I not?  I am living- I mean, staying here and I have one job.

To write.

Everyone here has one job, a job unique to us. Work that we will perform until we leave this place.

Before we entered this place, we were given choices - to do a job here or go to where our souls belong. I chose the former because I felt it was the right choice.

Maybe, I was anticipating that I can finally have my dream job, which is writing, or it was just curiosity. Whatever it may be, it was enough to make me choose to do a job.

Luckily, being a writer was still on the list of available jobs. Editing, which no one chose since the beginning, would've been my second choice.

Writing was my passion, but I never got to do it. I don't even know if I had talent in it since I died too early. Be a doctor or an engineer, then live your life - that's how I was supposed to live.

But after becoming a doctor, I got here. I never got to live my life. Anyway, enough drama.

Unlike the living dimension, talent doesn't matter here. Choose a job, and you'll be able to do it without hiccups.


Want to read without being bored? Here, you can memorize anything you read.

Was your body way too stiff for a simple dance move? In here, just a movement of your hand would be elegant like a ballerina.

You have one job that you can do to your heart's content. But then, you must be wondering, how can we leave?

I honestly don't know. Aside from our jobs, we can't do anything else. Even talking is not allowed - another person already has that job.


Well, I don't care. All I want is to write, write, and write. That's everything for me.

Everything was perfect until the day when the dimension was fully packed came.

"We have an announcement, ladies and gentlemen: All the jobs are taken, and we will temporarily close the dimension. I repeat, All the jobs are taken..."


By the way, that was Wei, the guy who had the announcer job. I told you, even talking was a job.


Back to the main point, closing the dimension? I couldn't care less about the others who just came here for fun, but how about those who wanted to be here like me? Will they wait for eternity until the dimension opens up again, or will they automatically go to either of the two places?


Well, I only have one way to answer that. I'll need to write about this.

We all live, we all die. But have you ever wondered what really happens after we die?

I thought my end would be either at those two places but a dimension where time does not exist, existed.

In here, we all have one job. One can clean anything, another can teach anything. And mine?

Well, I can write anything. Even things I never knew in my whole lifetime, I can write about it.

I never knew what love is. I never knew what it feels to be loved or to love.

Will a pen really be enough to know? Should I write about the thing called "love"?

Is love that shallow?

I don't think so.

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Join 'Writer' and the fam as they uncover their life's biggest secret. This is a bit of a 'slice of life' genre (I think?) although the setting is on the afterlife.

Anyway, hoping for your support! (*ehem* PowerStones *ehem*)

So guys, I know you all must be wondering.
Where is author?
Where did the author vanish?
What about the chapters?
Is it going on hiatus?
Is the novel going to be discontinued?
What is going on and all.
I am here and still writing.
First of all, NONE OF MY NOVELS WILL GO ON HIATUS OR WILL BE LEFT IN THE MIDDLE.
All of them are my babies and I will do my best to finish them.
Today I am writing this to ask for a short help.
So, the main reason I am unable to upload regularly is my other works.
I have three novels contracted two of which require at least 2000 words each day each novel and third one needs 1.5k words.
Making a total of 5.5 k words a day.
In the non contracted ones, I have three in which I plan to give 500-700 words per chapter which total upto another 2000 words.
In all 7.5 k words writing in a day and proof reading and editing. I am unable to bear that much. This is just for my writing part, I am a student, I work two part time jobs and I also live in a flat, sharing them with roommates and have to take care of my food and all housework as well. 
I am writing this message to call my lovely readers for help.
I usually write files and then I had to proofread them and edit some punctuations.
I wanted to ask all of my lovely readers, if anyone is ready to help me with editing work.
But the worst part is- YOUR AUTHOR CANNOT PAY.
The best part is. I am trying to get my novels contracted. If things go well and I can earn at some point, I will surely reward my lovelies. BUT I CANNOT GUARANTEE.
If any one of you can help me please contact me on my discord or email.
My discord is Sally112425#1687
If you want to mail me you can mail me at- pathansalliha@gmail.com
Please mention the subject as- (Webnovel/Editing help)
I get a lot of mails. I don't wanna miss your mail.
Also, Thankyou and tonight there will be a update at the regular timing.
What will be the work? What work will I do? If I mess up then? How will I do?
Answers-
I usually type by recording, so I will send you a voice file and a word file or just a word file which you might have to type.
Grammarly is available for free, so I am sure you won't mess up. Also, I will be reading before uploading the files.
Do you want me to edit all the 7.5K words you write in a day?
NO-NO-NO- you will be given a novel and you will only edit the words for that novel. If you are unable to. I will do it.
And your author will try to fulfill the quest for all of my lovely readers.
Cheer me up
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I cannot publish any chapter less than 1K words so the next is a content repeated from last chapter.
hard as a rock and must have been too uncomfortable for him. 
Her eyes filled with pity and endless sympathies, while she bit her lower lip as she was embarrassed.
Qing Shan was indeed pitiful. Who has to wait months to break their abstinence even after their marriage?
But then, who asked Qing Shan to directly jump on marriage and skip the dating part?
Qing Shan noticed her fluctuating emotions, making her cute little rabbit. 
He kept looking into her eyes deeply and asked in a rough voice, "Can you feel me? Will you help me?"
Even though she was the one who had suggested her helping him, Qing Shan still didn't wanted to do anything that she did not want to. Thus, even after teasing her and reaching at this point, he made sure to ask her and get her approval before moving forward.
Zhi Ruo knew it must have been uncomfortable for him. Feeling the hardness in her hand, she stuttered, "I... I don't know how to..." do it. It's my first time. She was unable to complete her sentence.
Qing Shan already knew about her and experience. He quickly understood what she wanted to say and did not allow her to finish her sentence. He used his thumb to rub her lips gently, speaking, "You will learn quickly. I will teach you!"
Zhi Ruo was completely speechless as he said 'you will learn quickly. I will teach you!' Her heart immediately lost its rhythm and her breathing became erratic. She closed her eyes while trying to look away from Qing Shan. If she keeps looking at him any more she would lose all of her innocence in one night, that's what she thought at least.
"I..." She wanted to say something, but no voice left her throat. She had no words to say anything. She even tried to remove her hands but Qing Shan understood her intentions and held them in place pleasing softly in her left ear "Please!"
How can Zhi Ruo not heed to his request? Who had the ability to refuse Qing Shan's such a tempting voice?
Zhi Ruo.
Zhi Ruo still had the ability to refuse Qing Shan.
She shook her head, while she also struggled to release her hand from his grip twisting and twirling it which was tightly held in Qing Shan's palms.
Qong Shan knew that she was just shy and nervous thus, he did not allow her to go away with it. 
If it could have been disgust or unwillingness, he would have not forced her. But what can he do if his wife was thin-skinned and had never been in a romantic relationship before? 
was he complaining? No!
He was in fact happy about it.
With no option left, he spoke in a pleading and painful tone, "I am in pain."
Zhi Ruo opened her eyes that were shut and looked at Qing Shan whose face was drenched in sweat. She knew that he was indeed in pain. There were small beads of sweat forming on his forehead while his eyes were looking at her with hope filled in them.
This time before she could say anything, Qing Shan bit her ears softly and nibbled at them, making her emotions soar to the top.
Zhi Ruo had started panting heavily, she slowly nodded her head while her whole body turned pink with embarrassment saying, "I...I will help you!" Only she knew, how much effort and courage she required to speak that single line of barely a few words.
Even though she was embarrassed, she still knew that he was already suffering from her and most importantly she cannot leave him in the middle of the Oasis, thirsty, when she had the water along with her.
Getting consent from her, Qing Shan's eyes brightened up. He then held her hand, loosening his grip, guided it towards the hard thing and, spoke softly closer to her ears where he had just nibbled, "Touch here."
Zhi Ruo's hand was shaking, while her heart was filled with nervousness. Her brain was unable to think about anything and she was just obeying Qing Shan's guidance.
 As soon as her hand touched that thing, she involuntary gripped it, wrapping her fingers around it. 
Feeling her touch Qing Shan's eyes deepened like a hungry Wolf looking at his prey. He leaned towards her neck and started kissing her marking his territory again.. Making sure to leave his marks.
This was Zhi Ruo's first time touching something like that, but she was sure that it was big and wider than the normal one. Impressively she was able to discern if it was better than the normal one.
Her heart instantly felt scared thinking about her future life.
Suddenly she realized what she was thinking and admonished herself in her mind.
Qing shan's emotions were already at its peak as soon as he felt Zhi Ruo's soft hand touch him over there he started to feel as if he was on cloud nine.
 Even her little Pinky was enough to make him lose his control, let alone her whole hand. Without wasting any time, he quickly grabbed her hand on his thing and started moving it.
As is Zhi Ruo's touch was the fuel for it, his thing started growing bigger while he groaned in pleasure as her hands moved slowly around it.
Zhi Ruo was completely inexperienced and became nervous hearing him groaning and also noticing the changes in his thing. She unconsciously tightened her grip on it making Qing Shan give out another slight groan while he bit her ears again making her body tremble. He wasn't prepared for it, making him reach closer to his release.
Where did Zhi Ruo knew that he was groaning out of pleasure and not out of pain? She became even more nervous and her hands started shaking violently while moving throughout the length.
Qing Shan instantly understood that she was nervous and confused. He moved his lips closer to her ears and encouraged her while praising her, "Keep doing it. It felt goooood!"
Qing Shan would surely have to train her a little, but he did not mind that. With Qing Shan's guidance, Zhi Ruo kept on moving her hands while occasionally tightening it the grip around it as he kept on instructing her. Not long after that, she understood what to do and soon her hands started feeling wet combined with Qing Shan's loud groan following which he started panting heavily
For the first time feeling her soft hands on his body, he was unable to control it. He wanted to last longer but his body was not cooperating with him.


On their wedding night,  Zhi Ruo was scared and nervous. It had been hours that she was sitting on the bed awaiting her husband thinking, 
"This is the first time I will be meeting him...Shall I run away?"
Looking around warily with her bright eyes Zhi Ruo thought again to convince herself, "Anyway he will not be able to find me, after all who marries without meeting even once" 
Convincing herself Zhi Ruo had just stood up from the bed when she heard the sound of door opening completely startling her. Quickly going back to her original position she sat down with rapidly beating heart. 
The door opened and a handsome man entered:
Qing Shan moved towards the bed with a steady pace that was neither hurried nor slow.
Zhi Ruo: What are you doing?
Qing Shan: What a husband should do...
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"What are you doing?" asked Qing Shan who had woken up hearing voices from the kitchen. 
Fighting with the steak on the pan Zhi Ruo answered with a smile, "Cooking for my husband."

"Is it good, husband?"asked Zhi Ruo with coquetry
Shoving the black, completely burned steak inside his mouth Qing Shan answered with a subtle smile, "Yes wife. It is the best steak I ever had. It is amazing. No chef can make it better than you. My wife is the best."
Grabbing her bowl of cereals Zhi Ruo proudly said with a sarcastic smile,"Ofcourse, I had to make it best. After all my husband should remember to keep his distance from other women. Eat...eat...Shall I fry another one?..."
"Y..yes wife"saying Qing Shan started eating the completely burnt, tasteless steak without wasting anything.
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Since getting married, the almighty boss became a wife slave and everyone was filled with limitless dog food.
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"Which one Terrence?" A noble wouldn't watch every action of a butler they trusted, they would just assign a list of tasks then go on with their day.
"T-The man in the inn Sir." The Mage watched the reactions of the three from under his hood, the butler was scared, the man only now catching onto who this stranger was while the woman only appeared to be curious to who this stranger was.
"Ah, I see." The Mage had to give it to him, the noble hid his surprise well, "Yes I remember our friend here, It's nice to finally meet you." The noble stretched his hand out towards the Mage who shook it in kind.
"My name is Richard Remmour, you have met my butler, Terrence." He then gestures towards the woman who looks only more confused at the nobles politeness to a hooded stranger.
"My name is Lauren Gardiherd, it's nice to meet you. May I ask your name?" Her voice and accent reveal her noble birth and origins. Her eyes wandering between the Mage and his backpack.
"There is no need for that Lauren, our friend here values his privacy." The caravan starts to move, rocking the carriage slightly.
"It looks like we're off, I hope you won't mind me being here." The Mage says as he gets comfortable, he reaches down to the sheath of his cane and unbuttons the catch on it, allowing the cane to be freely taken out.
His hand then rests on top of the metal cap of the cane, completely covering the Rune from view.
"How long until we reach the next village?" The Mage says while reaching into his bag. The soft noise of clinking glass sounds from within.
"It should be a few days if we include the breaks for the men and horses, Sir." The butler says while brushing some dirt off his suit.
'If these two were a couple, I fear for the man's pride.' The Mage snickers internally, he pulls out his ink and quill before pulling out his notebook.
Resting his notebook on his knee, the Mage angles it so that no one but himself can see the notebook, not that anyone could understand his weird way of writing things.
The woman finally starts to crack as her curiosity starts to show on her face, a stranger who is willing to spend a silver on a carriage ride, is respected by a noble, can read and write and is also called Sir by a noble's butler. All of these point to something interesting but dangerous, especially the last one as it is an offensive thing to do on the butler's part.
The Mage starts to write down notes about the village and its landmarks, his writing slower than before to ensure the occasional bump in the road doesn't cause a problem.
A strange smell eradiates from the seat but only the Mage seems to notice it, the smell is familiar but it isn't his business.
Hours went by as the Mage slowly filled up his notebook, at first it was about the village then moving onto the two nobles in front of him, then the mage flipped to the back of the notebook.
The page was one of the neatest in the whole book, it showed a rough plan of the future and a checklist. The Mage crossed off "Witness a ghoul in the sun".
This checklist spanned many pages at the back of the notebook, allowing the Mage to keep expanding the list from the back towards the front.
The caravan started to slow down to a stop, the Mage had not used the Rune to dry the ink.
'This woman is nosy.' The entire time the Mage had been writing, Lauren had been trying to sneak a look into his notebook much to the dismay of Terrence and Richard.
She hadn't managed to sneak a look but had gotten close at times, the strange writing style only further enhancing her interest in the stranger however years of business had honed an instinct, she could tell that learning more would come at a price.
After making sure the ink had dried, the Mage put away his things before exiting the carriage. The carriage had been moved off the road and next to a camp, guards and workers went around setting things up and doing their work.
The smell appeared again, the Mage could only smell it if he focused on it. It smelt like burnt flesh but it didn't repulse the Mage, it even smelled nice.
Again only the Mage had seemed to notice the smell, a camp was soon set up. There were a total of 18 tents, 10 tents were green and housed two guards each, 5 of these were brown and gave shelter to the workers while three tents were off to the side.
These tents were purple in colour, bigger and more durable than the rest of the tents. These three tents are for the two nobles and their two servants.
'I doubt he will be staying in his tent during the night.' Looking around the male to female ratio was six to four, everyone seemed experienced and content with their jobs.
"Sir." The Mage turned around to find Terrence standing there, "I'm sorry to disturb you but I've been tasked with informing you about your sleeping arrangements." Terrence starts to shake more.
It was a first, a tall bulky man shaking in front of him, the Mage had to look up to meet the butler's eyes.
"Do you have a preference, Sir?" Terrence stays at least a metre away from the Mage, in fear of what he might do in response.
'The nobles would allow me to take one of their servant's beds, I could also sleep in a tent with either the guard or workers. The nobles don't seem hostile but the workers and guards don't know my identity.'
"Give me some blankets and I will make my own arrangements." It's not the first time the Mage will have slept rough, he had been travelling for long enough to know some tricks.
"C-Certainly, Sir," Terrence said before going to the noble tent on the left.

Necromancers are normally old perverts who live in grand underground lairs where they stay until some adventurer comes to kill them, so what if we broke that trend?

Or even better, what if we found a main character who has sense and studies necromancy? What a thing that would be.

Come read the story of my main character and how he gets away with necromancy.

Dear Readers, 

Hallo!!! First of all, I'm really sorry for not being around since we entered the year of 2019. I'm also deeply sorry for not releasing a chapter/s these past 2 months. T_T I was too busy. I'm a working student with 2 part-time jobs for my everyday financial needs. As you can see, having 2 part-time jobs while studying already took too much of my time where I'm already working for almost 16hrs a day when sleeping for 2 hours is already considered being lucky. 

I'm sorry for keeping you waiting for updates, my dear readers. I've seen your comments, I missed writing this story too I just can't find some free time to write some chapter. But rest assured that I won't drop this story. I love writing this and BMB is special for me.

Second, I can't tell you exactly when will I be able to update this story maybe after I graduated I will be able to release some chapters. Updates won't happen soon, maybe a month or a couple of months after. I can't really tell so I won't promise when. I can only promise you guys that I will be back. I'm still alive and kicking. :)

Lastly, I wanna thank everyone who are still waiting and supporting BMB until now. You guys are the best. From the deepest bottom of my heart, Thank you so much. Thank you for reading and spending your time with BMB. I really do appreciate it. Thank you.

Love,
niflheim_vixen

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