this is a collection of some of my poems. some of the poems are about love, life, unrequited love, sorrow, loneliness, and more. I hope you can enjoy of my collection of poems and I hope I can transmit the emotions that the poems are supposed to give.

Just some poems I wrote because poems help us heal. And vent.

The Book of Poems... But Instead Called Poems of Blossom
Brought to you by and written by a thirteen year old...
Be prepared to be surprised and...
Yes this is a book full of poems.

A book of poems that I made for fun. Each poem is different so if you dislike one then just know there are many different types. The newest poems are better then the older poems.

A Young Man awakened the [Heaven Devourer Evil Physique], since then he has become the personification of Evil, traveling through the Multiverse, each world he visited was never the same again...

Morganna then said, "Do you think your actions shall not be informed to the King of how you are trying to hurt our ears by being rude and acting like a misbehaved child?"
The smile on Calhoun's lips didn't die down, and a small chuckle escaped his lips, "You seem upset...grandmother," and Morganna's eyes flared.  
"I.Am.Not.Your.Grandmother," the Queen accentuated every word. "A person who belongs to the whore."
"My my, I should tell the King how you are calling him to be a whore," not that it was wrong because King Laurence had many affairs with women in the past.  
"ENOUGH!"  
The silverware on the table cluttered as Morganna stood up from her chair, and she glared at Calhoun. If her eyes could burn things, Calhoun would have turned to ash. "Don't try to cross your line here. You forget I am still the mother Queen, and one word is enough to let you know where you belong," and her eyes moved to look at the floor.  
Without replying to what Morganna said, Calhoun, who was done sprinkling enough pepper on his chicken, he placed the pepper bottle's cap back on it. The noise of the cap being turned filled the room once again, and the older vampiresses in the room looked more than annoyed by this action.  
Nobody had ever upset Morganna the way this boy's presence did in the dining room.  
Calhoun's head tilted to the side, and he noticed the excess amount of pepper that was on his plate. Leaning forward, with one blow of his mouth, most of the pepper scattered on the table, turning it messy.  
Before anyone could tell anything, King Laurence walked past the entrance of the dining room, and he noticed his mother standing at the table at her seat.  
"Everything alright, mother?" questioned Laurence, his eyes moving to look at the other people in the room who had stood up. Calhoun was the first one to bow his head, and he said,  
"Grandmother was making toast for my arrival at the castle, and saying how happy she is to have a grandson like me," his face had turned back to a calm one as if he weren't smiling a while ago.  
"Seems like we should but before that," stated King Laurence looking at his mother, "Calhoun has a lot to learn, and we can then toast and celebrate. Let's keep it until then, yes, mother? Seems like you are more excited to have him here than I," he laughed before taking the seat at the head of the table.  
When Morganna sat down gingerly without causing any scenes, her gaze shifted to look at Calhoun who looked back at her. He brought the meat towards his mouth and took a bite from it before a subtle smile appeared on his lips.  
The rest of the time of breakfast, everything went normal as if no words were exchanged between Calhoun, Queen Morganna and the others. Even though everyone looked normal, Lucy was taken aback by the words exchanged by her family members that were harsh to anyone's ears. She was baffled on how her grandmother for the very first time had turned angry, and she was surprised how everyone had left the room with a pleasant smile on their lips.  
Lucy went to her study room where her governess was waiting for her. The woman wore glasses on her face, and her hair was tied up into a bun without letting a single piece of her hair down. She appeared to be somewhere in her late twenties.  
"Good morning, Lady Lucy. It is a pleasure to finally make acquaintance with you, I have been eager to meet you. I am Deborah Lewis, but you can call me Ms. Lewis," the woman introduced herself,  stepping forward, she leaned and air kissed Lucy on both her cheeks.  
"Why don't we take a seat and start with your studies right away," the woman placed her hand on Lucy's back. "There's no time to waste. It is time to fix your ways and turn you to a fine and refined lady."
"I know the way to the study table," said Lucy, pushing the woman's hand away from her back and she offered her governess a polite smile. She walked towards the table and sat down.  
She would have acted normal if she hadn't heard her mother and the governess speak to each other last night. In the end, she was only a pawn to be used, and there was no more value in their eyes for her, Lucy thought to herself sadly.  
The governess rolled her eyes over the princess' attitude, and she followed Lucy before pulling out a book and placing it on the table. "Have you gone through the poetry, Lady Lucy?"
"It is unnecessary to study poetry," claimed Lucy, "I am not going to write a poem for someone when words can be easily conveyed."
"That is where you are wrong, Lady Lucy" replied Ms. Lewis. "Poetry is not about big or flowery words, but it is expressing emotions. To play with words by using metaphors and personification. Reading in between lines, that only certain people can while some are lost. Years ago, people wrote poems to pass messages, because the information couldn't be passed through a lay man's words, with the fear of losing their life or head," explained Lucy's governess.  
"And, poetry is very important when it comes to expressing your emotions to the other person."  
"I thought it was men's job to write poems and please us women," frowned Lucy. "And if a suitor wants my hand in marriage, I believe he will be satisfied without any poems written by me as my father is the King, the suitor would be showered with money handsomely."
The governess widened her eyes, "Milady, that is wrong usage of words. The proper words are, whoever marries you, will receive betrothal gifts."
"That is what I meant," muttered Lucy under her breath before pulling the book and flipping the pages.  


[Mature content 18+. No rape]

"Your bed is cold," spoke a voice in the room that had her eyes go wide in fear. Nervously, she turned around, gulping softly to see a shadow on her bed as if someone laid down there. The man who had been lying down sat up emerging out from the shadows where he had been waiting for her.

"What are you doing here?" she asked when his feet touched the ground and he pushed himself up to start walking towards her. His handsome features looked darker than usual because of the lack of light in the room.

"I came to meet you," he tilted his head, "Where did you go?"

"I went out for a walk," came the quick reply that had him smile, a smile that scared her the most.

She took a step back when he came close to her. It didn't stop him from cornering her, and her back hit the wall behind her. He raised his hand towards her face, and she closed her eyes, scared. She shuddered when his fingers trail down from her temple and her jaw and neck. Her blonde hair was left open.

"In the middle of the night?" she didn't answer him knowing he could decipher her lies through her words. He stepped closer that had her turn her face away from him and his words vibrated on the skin of her neck,

"Did you go to meet him, my sweet girl?"

At 12 o'clock sharp.

The auditorium was directly broadcasted live.

The stage was decorated nicely and there were flowers and carpets. A handsome man and a beautiful man presided over the event as hosts. Well, unfortunately, only the staff and family members present at the radio station could witness this. The listeners in front of the radio could not appreciate this, as they could only hear their voices.

"Our listening friends, how are you?"

"I am your host, Zhang Huo. This is my partner, Sun Mengjie."

"People have reunions during the festive season of Mid-Autumn. Welcome to our listeners for today's News, Literature and Music Channels’ live broadcast of the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Meet!"

The two hosts were the star hosts of the News Channel, and they were recognized as some of the best in the station. They were steady with their words and rarely made mistakes. Letting them be in charge of this huge event was because they were highly appreciated by the station. After saying a few words of introduction, the two hosts began to introduce today's guests.

"Let us welcome Beijing's Education Ministry's Deputy Director, Chen Kun!"

"Also Beijing Writers’ Association's Vice-President, Teacher Meng Dongguo!"

“Famous poet, Big Thunder!"

"Famous children's fairy tale author, Little Red Mushroom..."

Every introduction was met with applause.

After the introduction, the host, Zhang Huo, said beamingly, "Before the poetry meet begins, let's invite a few Teachers from the Writers' Association to come onstage to recite a poem as an opening. We also wish that the listeners in front of the radio have a good and perfect family. May your dreams come true. And may you have the best of all reunions!"

The poem recitation for the opening was clearly prepared beforehand.

Meng Dongguo was first to go onstage, and then he lightly recited, "Many Mid-Autumns underwent, but together seldom spent. Compensating it today, mellow, as a momento.”

With this sequence recited, everyone present knew what poem they were about to recite to tune up the festive mood. Of course, Zhang Ye himself was probably the only one present who had not heard of this poem.

Big Thunder went onstage, "Through the mirror, possessing two moons."

Zheng Anbang went onstage, "Wrapping silence with a wooden branch."

An old man from the Writers' Association that Zhang Ye did not recognize was the third person to follow up, "Fragrance from one tree lulls."

The last sentence was followed up by Meng Dongguo, ending the poem, "Brimming full of Fall."

Everyone enthusiastically applauded. Zhang Ye also applauded after hearing it. This poem was not bad, it was really not bad. 

This poem was "Time for Well Wishes", written by this world's famous poet, Ma Ruihong. Because of some reason, this poem was made famous everywhere. It was always a highlight of the Mid-Autumn Festival. Only a person like Zhang Ye, who did not understand this world, did not know it. Not many others did not know of "Time for Well Wishes". Anyone of any age and gender, if pulled off the street, would be able to recite it. Yes, if an example was needed, it was the same feeling as "Hoeing millet in mid-day heat, sweat dripping to the earth beneath" in Zhang Ye's world.

Zhang Ye no longer had the intention to belittle all heroes of this world. This world was also filled with capable predecessors.

After the poem was done reciting, Beijing's Education Ministry's Deputy Director, Chen Kun, went to the podium to give his speech. Following that, Deputy Station Head Jia also went onstage to give his speech, wishing everyone a happy Mid-Autumn Festival on behalf of everyone working at the Beijing Radio Station.

After a while, the main highlight came.

The female host, Sun Mengjie, said with a brilliant smile, "Thank you for the speech of the Leader. Next will be the poetry contest segment. Let me introduce the rules. Regardless of whether it is for the poems by the Teachers from the Writers' Association present, or for the poems posted by listeners on our official website, anyone who likes poems can vote three times for the works you like. Today, we have invited a notary from the Chengdong district. We will find out who is voted into the top three. So please, cherish your every vote."

Zhang Huo smiled. "Then, who will be the first Teacher?"

There were more than a dozen people from the Writers' Association. After looking at each other, Meng Dongguo walked forward, "Hurhur. Since no one came forward, then let me be the first. I have a poem." Clenching the microphone, Meng Dongguo stabilized his mind and began speaking gently, "The poem's name: ‘Thoughts of a Rainy Mid-Autumn Night’."

"Abundance of flower blossoms fall, the full moon laments the waning moon."

"Day by day the Spring resides, farewell the twilight bids."

"Thickness begets flourishing, sparseness begets Autumn farewell bidding."

"The supporting pillow hears the thunder, as the stormy rain recalls the night."

Big Thunder was the first to applaud, "Good poem!"

Another youth from the Writers' Association said, "President Meng is getting more superb!"

Zheng Anbang also nodded, "It is well-written. There are too many reunion Mid-Autumn Festival poems these days. This poem reverses the trend, writing about separation, defects and weeping. It may not give people the scene of a family reunion, so it is not suitable for the occasion, but this makes people reflect and treasure the beauty of their reunion even more. This is writing about the Mid-Autumn Festival from another angle. This part of "recalls the night" was so well-written. Hai, I don't even feel confident with my poem."

Little Red Mushroom gave a wide smile, "Old Zheng, don't compete with them. We are novel writers, so wouldn't we die of anger competing with them over poems?"

Zheng Anbang laughed, "Indeed."

The two hosts also flattered onstage. They also introduced them to the listeners since they could not see anything. "This is the Beijing Writers’ Association's Vice President Teacher Meng Dongguo's new work. Wow, just hearing this makes me intoxicated."

Meng Dongguo laughed, "Not really. Hurhur. If the listeners find it good, remember to vote for me. I came here with some stress. If my voting numbers are too low, I won't have any face to go home, so I need to try to garner some votes."

Zhang Huo said, "President Meng is too modest."

"That's right." Sun Mengjie said, "I think this poem has the looks of a champion."

"This is just the first poem, isn’t it?" Zhang Huo pretended to ask.

"Hurhur. Zhang Huo, why don't we make a bet? I'm guessing that this poem will be first." Firstly, Sun Mengjie was giving face to Meng Dongguo. Secondly, she also felt that this poem was very good.

Zhang Huo said, "Alright, so what if we bet? Then I.. will also bet that this poem will be first!"

Seeing the both of them joking around, the audience laughed. Actually, many people agreed. Meng Dongguo was a professional at this, so how can his poems be bad? With his skills placed there, and with Meng Dongguo's status placed there, he was the Writers' Association's Leader and was quite famous in Beijing. He was a veteran. Even if this poem was not flattered by them to the heavens, it was still of very high quality. It was pretty difficult for it not to get first.

Meng Dongguo went down.

The second person was Zheng Anbang. The moment he went onstage, he added onto Meng Dongguo's words, "President Meng said that he was stressed. Actually, my stress is greater. Just being after President Meng, isn't he trying to make a fool out of me? Forget it. I need to say it regardless. I'm not good at ancient poems, so let me help cheer the mood with a modern poem.”

A minute later, he finished.

Everyone was stunned as they all gave a round of applause.

Meng Dongguo praised, "This Little Shen. He kept being modest, but he actually had such a good piece of work."

The other people from the Writers' Association did not expect that a romance novel author could compose such a good modern poem. It might not be better than Meng Dongguo's, but it definitely had what it took to compete for second or third place.

The third to go onstage was a young author. However, he did not recite a poem, but said a phrase, song lyrics. Although there was no companion music, the song lyrics were still vivid and refined. It was very creative.

The fourth person was Little Red Mushroom. The moment she went up, she first said, "Let me say something first. I don't have talent writing poems. I write fairy tales. Today I will tell a fable." She began narrating. The story was about personification, making the moon into a person. It was quite beautiful.

One worked followed another.

One person followed another.

Everyone that entered the Writers' Association was not simple. They all showed their abilities.

The last person to appear was Big Thunder. His poems were always known for their magnificence. It was similar to his character. Hence, the theme of the Mid-Autumn Festival had hindered his abilities slightly. He narrated a melody poem, but the effect was not as satisfactory as he had wished. It did not garner a lot of applause. However, as it had quite a lot of literary value, the melody poem managed to make people reflect a lot. Meng Dongguo and the other Teachers from the Writers' Association also gave him high praises after he came down.

"Big Thunder, it was a nice melody poem."

"Do not care about the applause. It's very good."

"Their applause is lacking because they can't understand it. They have not researched it deeply. If they listen to it several times, after some rumination, they will really find it memorable."

Big Thunder said indifferently, "I also think it's fine."

About an hour after the poetry meet started, it was almost 1 P.M.

The host, Zhang Huo, took over the microphone, "Thank you for the interesting works from the Teachers of the Writers' Association. It was indeed an eye-opener today. Every work really made me wish to not miss a single word. I'm guessing that the listeners in front of the radio must have enjoyed the feast for the ears. What are you hesitating for? Quickly vote for your favorite work. The voting deadline is at 2 P.M. sharp. Just now, the notary has told us that it takes five minutes to verify the votes. Hence, our poetry meet still has one hour and five minutes left. What will we do for the rest of the time? Let us announce the rankings from the voting website. Everyone can have a listen to the submissions by the netizens at the same time, too."

Female host, Sun Mengjie, held a tablet. There was no cellphone reception here, so most of the broadcast equipment was equipped with their own wireless signal. Hence, they could still use them. "Ah, let's see. Ranked first is Teacher Meng Dongguo's work. Let me announce the top ten."

1st place: Meng Dongguo, 23,019 votes.

2nd place: Zheng Anbang, 12,553 votes.

3rd place: Dong Fei, 9,813 votes.

4th place: Little Red Mushroom, 9,681 votes.

And so on and so forth. The top ten were all people from the Writers' Association. Meng Dongguo was leading far ahead. Dong Fei was also a very famous modern poet in the Writers' Association. They all swept up the top spots. Even though Big Thunder's poem was not well-received amongst the station's staff, it had also obtained 10th place. Only at 11th place was there a netizen's work.

The host read it out.

This piece of work called "Wind Breaking Through the Clouds" was not bad. But it was just not bad. There was always a difference between a professional and an amateur. One could tell just from the votes.


Zhang Ye was originally a mundane college graduate with aspiring dreams to become a star, but unfortunately has below average looks and height. However one day, he woke up and suddenly found himself in a parallel world! 
It’s like the same world, but wait a minute…many brands, celebrities and even famous works from his world changed and are gone in this new world! Armed with the profound literary knowledge of his previous world and a heaven-defying Game Ring that gives him magical items, stats and skills, Zhang Ye embarks on a journey to pursue his life-long dream of becoming famous!
Follow Zhang Ye as he takes the new world by storm, one plagiarized piece at a time, to hilarious reactions!

In the morning, Haru, Ritsu, and Kanzaki were in the kitchen, preparing breakfast together.
Watching two girls, Haru had to admit that Ritsu and Kanzaki had a personality which men wanted to marry in their life.
Ritsu was a very cheerful girl and stayed by her side, his mood also became cheerful and she was also very dependable.
It was also the reason why he had made her his secretary and managed some of his business.
Haru knew that Ritsu might be able to manage all of his businesses alone, but he didn't do that since he didn't want her to be too busy so he could see from time to time.
Ritsu's problem was she wasn't a human, she was an artificial intelligence after all.
However, that problem had disappeared and her body had become a human, or, half-human?
Haru wasn't sure, but in the end, in his eyes, Ritsu was just an attractive girl.
For Kanzaki, she was the personification of "Yamato Nadeshiko" itself. She was poised, decorous, kind, gentle, graceful, humble, patient, virtuous, respectful, benevolent, honest, charitable, faithful.
It was what everyone thought, but in truth, Kanzaki was a very rebellious girl.
Though, it was very rare for her to show her rebellious side, when the situation called for her, she would show it without hesitation.
Haru sighed and thought that it was good to stay with both of them, but it was until...
*Ding! Dong!*
Suddenly someone pressed the door alarm of his apartment.
"Who is it?" Haru asked.
"Hmm...." Ritsu smiled and said, "You should open it, Haru."
"......"
Haru looked at Ritsu and suddenly realized who was the one who pressed the bell and caused chaos on his morning.
It wasn't the only time since this person kept pressing the door alarm of his apartment several times.
"......"
Haru sighed and said, "I'll open the door."
Ritsu and Kanzaki nodded and continued to cook breakfast.
Haru walked through the door and said, "We're not going to buy subscribe a daily newspaper."
"I'm not selling newspapers!"
"I don't believe in cults!"
"I'm not going to invite you to a cult!"
"Then what do you want?"
"I want to eat."
"........"
Haru sighed and opened the door and saw three figures in front of him.
One of them was a bipedal octopus and the other two were his ex-classmate and a woman.
"........"
Kaede was in a daze for a while when she saw Haru since this guy became even more handsome.
"Haru, here, I've brought you some of my cooking," Aguri said and showed a plate with something on the top of it.
"........"
Haru looked at the black matter on the top of the plate and asked, "What is that?"
"It's a fried egg," Aguri said.
"Fried egg?"
"Fried egg!"
"........"
Haru looked at Korosensei and Kaede who looked at him with a begging expression. He sighed and said, "Enter."
"Yay!"
---
Kaede and Korosensei ate very fast as if they hadn't eaten for three days and three nights. No one knew what kind of nightmare they faced last night. Just thinking about it made them shudder.
Kanzaki and Ritsu looked at both of them with surprise expressions, and then looked at the black matter in the middle of the table.
"Try this egg! I've just cooked it myself before!" Aguri said with a smile.
"......"
No one was going to reach that black matter.
---
After breakfast was over, Haru, Ritsu, and Kanzaki went out together to take a trip around the country.
Haru might have come to this world, but he felt that it was too troublesome to talk with the rest of his ex-classmates and he felt that it was better to spend his time with Kanzaki and Ritsu.
Kanzaki thought that it was very fun to skip school to have a trip with him. Though, when she looked at Ritsu, she was wondering whether Haru had crossed the border of humanity and even exceeded it.
They had decided to go to Shiga prefecture, where the largest lake in Japan was located, Lake Biwa.
It wasn't that they wanted to go to this place, but they had chosen the location of the trip randomly.
The three of them didn't mind and they wanted to escape from Aguri's black matter which could kill anyone as long as they put it into their mouths.
Haru was wondering how someone could be so bad at cooking, but when he thought about Cecilia, he felt that humans might have one or two shortcomings in their life.
However, at the same time, he realized the only place that he hadn't come to in Japan was probably the smallest major island on Japan which was known as Shikoku Island. But he could do that later and enjoyed his trip to Shiga prefecture.
---
Overlooking the blue lake in front of him, Haru had to admit that Lake Biwa might be the most beautiful lake in the country. He had heard that there were a lot of ancient poems and literature work about this lake, showing how popular this lake was.
Haru also saw the famous Torii gate which was located in the middle of the lake and he could feel some sacred aura from it that would make normal people come and pray to it. As a shrine owner, he could tell that the number of donations of the temple which was located on the nearby lake would be a lot and he was sure that the priest who owned that temple was very rich.
"Haru! Look! That's a lot of birds!" Kanzaki pointed toward the sky.
Haru looked toward the sky and thought that they were really coming at the lucky time since they could see this scenery.
"Every year, there is a time when 5,000 water birds come to this lake. We're really lucky to be able to see this scene directly," Ritsu said. Unlike her previous body, she could feel the change of the temperature and how warm it was when she held his hand. She felt happy with her new body and thought that it was wonderful.
The three of them spent their days wandering around Shiga prefecture, trying various foods, playing games, visiting a number of historic sites, etc.
When five days had passed, Haru sent Ritsu to the world of Black Bullet where Sumire was waiting for her. He knew that Ritsu had given him a chance to talk with Kanzaki alone. He knew that he needed to talk with Kanzaki alone so he was very grateful to Ritsu.
---
Wearing a yukata, Haru and Kanzaki were sitting on the terrace of their room in one of the oldest hotels in Shiga prefecture.
"So she's going back?" Kanzaki asked.
"Yes," Haru said.
"Where is she going?" Kanzaki asked.

"There are a lot of places," Haru said. 
"I see...."
Kanzaki looked at Haru and wanted to ask whether she could come with him. She felt that living with him was more interesting than going to school and for the future, she didn't need to worry since she felt as long as she was with him, they would be able to face any troubles which they might face in the future, but she decided to keep her mouth closed and watched the scenery of Lake Biwa at night which gave another sense of charm.
Kanzaki was mesmerised and said, "It's beautiful."
"Yes, it is beautiful."
Kanzaki noticed that Haru was looking at her which made her blush. She was glad that it was at night so he couldn't see her face clearly. She looked at him and only asked him a simple question.
"When are you going back?"
Kanzaki knew that Haru didn't have a home (not in literal meaning) in this world where he could go back, so she wanted to be that home and welcomed him whenever he felt tired of his work.

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He had been reincarnated, he thought that he didn't cheat until suddenly he noticed someone invite him on a group chat.

[Do you wish to join Dimensional Chat Group?]

MC: "Accept!"

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It was an aura personification that amplified the user's presence while diminishing the target's. it also imbued in them fear, making them subconsciously intend to run upon every situation. 
The Steel Porcupine slithered away, creating some distance. After a look, Jyorta frowned, expressing mild worry. The Steel Porcupine was more than 4 metres away, the maximum reach of his Soul Corneas. This prevented him from using the Hoberman sphere.
'I have to close the distance somehow.' The moment Jyorta thought and was about to move, the Steel Porcupine curled, brushing its tail through the sand. It created a large dust cloud, the force sending it his way, blocking his vision and everything in his surroundings.
Its aura personification slammed onto his barrier like a wave, trying to seep in. Jyorta's aura within the barrier fought against it, negating it while also shielding his position. Jyorta rolled on the ground, watching three spikes fly past his earlier position.
The danger instinct originating from his Wisdom Parasite sent alarms like crazy. Thanks to his gains from the Mental Realm, Jyorta could faintly make sense of the alarms, moving his body in reflex. He unsheathed his sword, ready to defend against the attacks with it.
He used his stronger psychic arm to pick up the chakram, intending to use it as both offense and defence. The spikes launched by even Observers were capable of penetrating his dual barriers, his armour, and his muscles to appear on the other side and even lodge halfway into the sand.
He didn't even have a bit of confidence in blocking a single hit from it. It was an Amplifier, a genius among the Steel Porcupines. He was disadvantaged in terms of power, drastically so.
'It already knows my position. So, I only need to guard myself from the influence of its aura personification and the surrounding aura.' Jyorta decided, unleashing the brunt of his aura. The dust cloud instantly flew back a metre around him, flying further away in response to his aura.
Aura personification—Hallucination!
Aura personification—Insignificance!
The blue soul worked in frenzy, connecting more than 40 soul tendrils to his brain. It sent memory fragments to it in a stream, trying to keep up with the expenditure to maintain two aura personas. Normally, whether a Warrior or an Esper, anyone was only capable of maintaining a single aura personification.
After all, to maintain it required the user to fix his mentality accordingly, feeding it the emotions, experience, etc. to induce all the cells in his/her body to feel it, thereby emitting the effect through their presence. Activating a second aura personification was impossible.
Any human only trained and developed two aura personifications that countered each other. It was to keep themselves in check. Jyorta wasn't constrained in this regard, thanks to his abilities. That was why he started with three aura personifications.
Now, using the blue soul, part of his body felt and emitted the aura personification of hallucination while the remaining emitted the aura personification of insignificance. Insignificance was a self-inducing effect. Its effect unearthed the memories from the target based on the impact it would have on them, affecting them accordingly. So, it didn't require too much mental energy.
But for hallucination, Jyorta had to actively manipulate an illusion reality to confuse his opponent. It consumed tremendous mental energy. Jyorta simultaneously activated the two aura personifications while dodging two more spikes.
They were alarmingly getting close each time. That Steel Porcupine wasn't able to clearly sense his location, hence missing each time. But as it attacked him, it was getting better grasp of his location. Soon, it would be able to destroy him.
Moreover, the Steel Porcupine never closed in to attack him, always maintaining its distance. Just like how Jyorta was wary of its attacks, it was also wary of his abilities. That was why it only emitted its aura personification, retaining all its aura in its body to defend against his aura and aura personifications.
'It is cunning, but not cunning enough.' Jyorta retracted the aura personification of insignificance after seeing that its effect wasn't satisfactory. It seemed his opponent led a fairly dominant life. After retracting the aura personification of insignificance, he diverted all focus on his hallucination, causing its effect to amplify on a qualitative level.
In the hallucination, he didn't change much, only trying to make the Steel Porcupine hallucinate his position a metre behind the real one. This way, he would be able to avoid its attacks with the least mental energy expenditure.
Spikes flew his way, lodging into the ground a step behind him. He couldn't determine if his aura personification managed to affect it. Moreover, his aura too wasn't affecting it. It was fully focused on defending itself from his aura while launching projectiles at him.
Jyorta unleashed both his domains, wary against any sneak attacks from third parties. As the dust cloud was beginning to settle, his psychic arm carried the spindle and lodged half way into the sand. It began to spin at increasing speeds, throwing our sand into the air.
Moreover, he controlled its actions, taking curving patterns to throw off the Steel Porcupine's Skill. Based on their short interaction, he judged its Tier 1 Skill to be similar to a Ring Worm, able to sense the change in stress in its surroundings.
That was how it was able to sense his position—through the depression he made on the sand. Even after the surroundings was covered by dust cloud, its Skill wasn't affected. But in return, Jyorta's sight was rendered useless.
Now, to counter its senses, Jyorta made the chakram cut through the sand, producing a lot of noise, vibration and even throw off the sand into the air.
Even while fighting against it, Jyorta hadn't managed to counterattack even once. His focus was somewhere else. He spread his aura personification like a tide, covering almost a hundred metres. The expenditure was severe, draining his aura reserves. He would at most be able to maintain it for another twenty seconds. Thankfully, Steel Porcupines burrowed out one after another. Upon seeing them, Jyorta further raised the intensity of his aura personification while focusing most of his aura on the Steel Porcupine, supressing its aura personification.
The Steel Porcupines that had burrowed out were only Tier 1, instantly falling under the effect of his hallucination. There was no change in the scenery, it was the same sandy dunes and scorching heat. 
But, they noticed an Amplifier Steel Porcupine, possessing six body-length spikes on its back fighting against a One-Horned Rhino. Unlike all the other Amplifier One-Horned Rhinos, this was twice huge. Moreover, its body was an abomination, a culmination of Steel Porcupine, Crust-Mantle, and a One-Horned Rhino.
Such a strange creature shocked them, causing fear in their minds. But the moment they saw their brethren getting overwhelmed, they immediately began to shoot out their spikes, even unconditionally using their body-length spikes, trump cards they had saved up for emergencies.
Their foe had a back filled with spikes, a massive horn on its upper jaw, an extra pair of claws on its midsection, and a serpentine form for a lower back. It was fast, strong, and suffused with a terrifying presence.
As the spikes fell on their foe, it was startled at first, becoming shocked upon getting injured. The normal spikes failed to penetrate its body. Only the body-length spikes dealt any damage. Its expressed shock at the getting attacker by spikes.
For a moment, it was in a confused state. As they were in a contest of an aura battle, Jyorta noticed a faint fluctuation in his opponent. The blue soul worked in an overdrive, activating two more aura personifications. For a moment, his mental capacity was stretched thin, tiring his out quickly.
Aura Personification—insignificance!
Aura Personification—Betrayal!
The Amplifier Steel Porcupine gazed at its brethren aiming attacks at it, all the while spewing out tremendous hatred. Moreover, they expressed worry against its foe, the detestable human it had planned to hunt.
Its brethren that it lead had turned against it, attacking it and even managing to injure it. They even supported its foe, a being from an enemy race. Just this fact alone made it rage, beginning to counterattack.
Its spikes shot forth, impaling the Steel Porcupines one after another. When its mental state worsened, Jyorta's aura personification started to affect it. Whenever it aimed at Jyorta's figure that it could now sense, its attacks seemed to pass right through, hitting the Steel Porcupine's behind.
It began to feel a sense of helplessness, having to kill its brethren one after another. It failed to understand why they revolted against it, unable to comprehend the reason in such short duration. All it knew was to kill its foes before it was severely wounded or even killed.
Its foe stopped moving and stood in a place, gloating as its attacks passed right through the humanoid enemy. In reality, Jyorta continued to run, already exhausted to his limit. He made the Amplifier Steel Porcupine hallucinate his position as stationary while making the Tier 1 Steel Porcupines hallucinate his actual position as that Amplifier Steel Porcupine that was getting cornered and at genius Steel Porcupine as that culmination of three races.
He was already at his limit, but despite possessing an advantage, he couldn't go in for the kill. The attacks of the Steel Porcupines didn't severely wound the Amplifier Steel Porcupine as it used its superior agility to dodge and retaliate, minimising its injuries.
Suddenly, another Frenzy Beast burrowed out from under him, opening its mouth wide to clamp at his legs.


[Sequel Released] (Psychic Parasite: Final Serenity)

At the peak of his life, a man is transported to the future. A world that had faced an apocalypse, barely clinging to their humanity is what greeted him. The post-apocalyptic world, the Earth of the future was shrouded in mystery. In order to return to his timeline, an era where he had left his footsteps behind, he had to unravel the secrets of the world. The only problem being, this was an era dominated by the Parasites. 

Note: Giving the story a light read like your usual cultivation novels will leave you confused. There is plenty of foreshadowing all throughout the story. Enjoy your read~!!!

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"The vitality core! Yes, I must find its vitality core! Only then will I be able to kill it!"
With that, Meng Lei began to dig swiftly.
Compared to the tree bark's tough, solid defenses, the Tree of Life's insides were relatively much weaker. In fact, there were even a great number of sap-filled vessels.
Meng Lei had no way of knowing whether the vessels were used for transporting moisture and nutrients or not, but these spacious and convenient vessels that led everywhere certainly provided him great convenience—weaving through them was extremely convenient.
"What fragrant sap! I wonder if it's potable?"
Meng Lei communicated with Ol' Amos while he weaved through the vessels.
"This sap is the Tree of Life's life essence. It contains a rich, surging lifeforce and is an invaluable treasure." Ol' Amos said, "But before you kill the Tree of Life, I'd suggest that you not drink it. On the off-chance that it contains the Tree of Life's divinity, then it would be poison itself!"
I can't drink it? But I can at least take it away with me, right? I'm a penniless pauper that urgently needs to replenish his wealth now!
Gurgle~
Meng Lei brought out a spatial ring and turned into a hardworking little bee as he furiously stored the sap into the ring.
Gurgle~
He filled a spatial ring to the brim!
Gurgle~
The second spatial ring was filled to the brim!
Gurgle~
And then, the third, the fourth, and the fifth!
When he reached the sixth spatial ring, Meng Lei was somewhat astonished. "This spatial ring can store so much! It actually isn't full yet when I've been filling it with the sap for so long? Just how big is the space inside…"
Meng Lei quickly released some spiritual power to check the capacity, upon which he couldn't help but gasp.
"It's… It's so huge! It's pretty much a freaking continent! Ol' President, have you ever seen a spatial ring that spans dozens of kilometers wide?"
"Is it that big?" Ol' Amos was rather astonished. "That's no longer a spatial ring, but a spatial magic device of half-divine weapon level. I daresay that an existential plane fragment is sealed within that spatial ring for sure. Otherwise, it couldn't possibly hold such a huge space."
"This is President Fred's ring!"
Meng Lei couldn't help being moved when he took a close look at the spatial ring's design.
President Fred was actually willing to lend him even a spatial ring of half-divine weapon level!
What kind of level of trust was that?
"Looks like your academy president trusts you very much!"
Ol' Amos was full of praises. "An existential plane fragment is an extremely precious treasure because it'll only form when a material plane is destroyed. It's very hard for a Saint Domain to get their hands on it in most typical situations. 
"An existential plane fragment measuring two to three kilometers-wide is worth hundreds—even up to a thousand—Laws of Nature Origin Crystals!
"You can do the math yourself on how precious that spatial ring of President Fred's is."
"I understand now."
Meng Lei nodded silently.
"Let's go. We must hurry and continue on our journey. Follow the life essence. The vitality core is the origin of a botanical lifeform's life essence. The nearer you are to the vitality core, the life essence usually also becomes richer."
"Alright!"
…
"That goddamn human!"
The Tree of Life was boiling mad. Never did it expect things to develop to such a point.
It was a great half-deity, yet not only did it fail to kill a Saint Domain, but it had even allowed him to enter its body.
A disgrace! This was an extraordinary disgrace!
What infuriated the Tree of Life even further was that it could clearly sense that Meng Lei was currently furiously plundering its life essence.
That was its life essence! How dare Meng Lei?!
"I must kill him! I must kill that bastard! Only with his blood can my fury be vented!"
Boom!
A divinity personification formed in an instant and descended out of nowhere before Meng Lei.
It was actually a miniature version of the Tree of Life, except with legs, arms, a mouth, a nose, and eyes.
"Damn you, human!"
The divinity personification's glowering eyes glared furiously at Meng Lei. How it wished it could dismember him into a million pieces!
"What the hell!"
Meng Lei did an emergency brake at once.
"That's the personification of the Tree of Life's divinity. There's no need to fear it." Ol' Amos said as a reminder, "A divinity personification holds less than even 0.0001% of the original form's power. Release the Gods-Slaying Spear and kill it!"
"Alright!"
The Gods-Slaying Spear appeared out of thin air. Meng Lei hurled it forward forcefully, upon which the divinity personification snorted icily and easily evaded the attack with a flash.
"Turn around!"
With a mental command from Meng Lei, the Gods-Slaying Spear reversed its course at once. The divinity personification was unable to react in time, resulting in the Gods-Slaying Spear piercing right through its head.
Then, something shocking happened:
Buzz!
Dazzling violet lightning erupted from the Gods-Slaying Spear. Then, a terrifying suction force emerged from it and started to absorb the divinity personification with a vengeance.
Gurgle~
The divinity personification began to shrivel up visibly. In the span of a few breaths, it was completely absorbed by the spear, turning into a bunch of green light participles and dissipating.
"What's going on?"
Meng Lei looked stupefied.
"I-it's absorbing the power of divinity!" Ol' Amos couldn't help but gasp. "To think the Gods-Slaying Spear can actually absorb the power of divinity!"
"Absorbing the power of divinity?"
Meng Lei stared at the spot where the divinity personification had dissipated. A huge jolt couldn't help but go through him.
"No, this is no longer just plain absorption, but plundering!" Ol' Amos murmured absentmindedly, "To be able to fully absorb the Tree of Life's divinity personification in just the span of a short two to three breaths, of what level is that divine weapon?"
Of what level?
No-one knew!
After absorbing the divinity personification into itself, the Gods-Slaying Spear circled about as though it hadn't had enough yet. Only then did it return to Meng Lei with utmost reluctance.
"What a great treasure! To think it can even do something like that!" 
Meng Lei stroked the spear's icy-cold shaft as he marveled. He didn't get overly hung up on the Gods-Slaying Spear's abilities. As the saying went, "Whether it is a black cat or a white cat doesn't matter; all cats that can catch mice are good cats!" 
Meng Lei didn't give two hoots about the reason why the Gods-Slaying Spear was able to absorb the power of divinity. All he knew was that this additional ability of the Gods-Slaying Spear was definitely something positive.
Or at least, it came right into play at the moment.
"Let's see how you're gonna fight me, Tree of Life!"
Meng Lei let out an icy laugh, and then he continued on his way.
…
"W-what exactly was that just now? My divinity personification has actually been absorbed?"
The Tree of Life was dumbfounded.
As a powerful botanical lifeform, it had always been the one plundering, absorbing, exploiting others, and using other lifeforms as food and nutrients all this time.
As the saying went, "What goes around, comes around."
It was now its turn to be absorbed by others. It certainly didn't feel good. In fact, the feeling could even be said to be frustrating! 
On top of that, the frustration wasn't even the most important thing here. The key was that the Tree of Life had been presented with information that made it shiver in fear.
This was because…
What the Gods-Slaying Spear had absorbed wasn't blood, tissue fluid, lifeforce, or magic power. Rather, it was… The power of divinity!
It fed on the power of divinity!
That was simply too frightening!
As a half-deity that had only just achieved half-deification through faith, the Tree of Life had only taken a tiny little step forward on the road to deification. It had neither kindled the divine fire nor had it formed a state of divinity yet, much less establish a divine nation.
To put it nicely, the Tree of Life was no different from a little newbie that had only just embarked on the road to deification.
To put it bluntly, it was the weakest and wussiest half-deity! How weak was it?
Without kindling the divine flame, one wouldn't be able to convert the endless, infinite power of faith into the power of divinity.
This was too fatal of a flaw!
What was the power of divinity?
Power of divinity was electricity, fuel, an energy source, a driving force. It was the rice and pork that one ate every day.
If a human were iron, then rice would be steel.
If one skipped a meal, they would be drained of energy.
This was the case for humans, as well as deities.
Wouldn't a half-deity without the power of divinity be the weakest god, then? 
In the songs and tales frequently sung by bards where humans managed to slay gods, the ones that were slew were usually gods like that!
Of course, as a half-deity, the Tree of Life was nevertheless still able to create the power of divinity. However, without the divine fire as a tool, the creation process's efficiency was appallingly low. Every drop of power of divinity required an extremely long amount of time.
Thus, one shouldn't be fooled by the Tree of Life's thick and sturdy trunk and incredible height and size. It really didn't possess that many drops of power of divinity.
To put it bluntly, not only was it the weakest half-deity, but it was also the poorest half-deity.
Precisely because it was poor, how the Tree of Life wished it could use every drop of power of divinity as if it had the capacity of three. How would it possibly have extra power of divinity lying around to squander and waste?
After all, its father was no Li Gang[1] or Little Big Brother Ma[2], much less the Heavenly Emperor or the Creator.
Therefore, how could the Tree of Life possibly not be filled with fear when faced with a weapon that could consume one's power of divinity?
"What kind of weapon is it, exactly? To think it can actually consume the power of divinity? Could it be a divine weapon?
"And that hammer, too. It's even sturdier than my body! It has to be at least a half-divine weapon!
"That bastard! Why does a Saint Domain like him have that many divine weapons? Is there even any justice in this world?!"
The Tree of Life felt terribly frustrated. How venerable and how powerful was a great half-deity like it?
Yet, it was still an impoverished pauper even to this day. On the other hand, Meng Lei instead had divine weapon after divine weapon. How infuriating!
"What is he trying to do? That location…! Could he be…"
The Tree of Life's countenance changed greatly. It had suddenly realized what Meng Lei wanted to do.
"Damn! His goal isn't the life essence but my vitality core! I have to stop him! I have to!
"Not only does he hold two divine weapons in his possession, but he's even ridiculously strong. Once I allow him to go near my vitality core, I'll be in great danger!
"Divinity Personification!"
Upon realizing the severity of the situation, the Tree of Life was no longer miserly with its power of divinity. It created an even stronger divinity personification and charged toward Meng Lei at all costs!
"Here to deliver food again?"
At the sight of the divinity personification that'd appeared once more, Meng Lei threw the Gods-Slaying Spear over again without any hesitation.
The divinity personification had come prepared this time. It easily dodged the Gods-Slaying Spear, and then it unleashed its skill.
"God's Domain!"
A terrifying energy wave descended and froze Meng Lei to the ground.
"Divine Technique: Deprivation of Life!"
Meng Lei gave an icy chuckle. Then, a great force erupted from all over him, and he knocked away the shackles of God's Domain. The Hammer of Destruction appeared in his hand, and he smashed it ruthlessly at the divinity personification!
"Hmph! This is home ground for me here. How can I possibly let you attack me?" 
The divinity personification snorted and evaded the Hammer of Destruction's attacks. To its surprise, however, the Gods-Slaying Spear actually ambushed it from the back and, with a splurt, pierced through its head. 
"So what even if it's your home ground?" Meng Lei sneered, "I can kill you insidiously with a pincer attack all the same!"
Buzz!
Lightning dazzled brightly on the Gods-Slaying Spear's surface. Then, as though drinking sweet dew, it began to absorb the divinity personification once more.
"You bastard!"
The divinity personification roared furiously. Nevertheless, amid utmost indignation, it was ultimately still cleanly and totally absorbed by the Gods-Slaying Spear, leaving behind not even a trace of itself.
"Let's continue forward!"
Meng Lei pushed on continuously.
Boom!
The third divinity personification descended. It was obviously an even more solid manifestation than the previous two. Its aura was also more ferocious, and its divine power even more fearsome. The Tree of Life had clearly invested heavily in it.
However, this time round, without even needing Meng Lei's command, the Gods-Slaying Spear that had gotten addicted to the taste shot forward by itself, chasing after the divinity personification and chomping down on it.
"What the hell!"
The Tree of Life was so frightened that it darted about everywhere. It didn't have the leisure to attack Meng Lei anymore.
"Here's my chance!"
It wasn't attacking Meng Lei, but that didn't mean that he was going to let it off. Upon finding an opportune moment, Meng Lei smashed the hammer over.
Bam!
The divinity personification was utterly stunned by the blow.
"Ahhh!"
The Gods-Slaying Spear took advantage of the opportunity and impaled the divinity personification's buttocks in one strike.
"Third divinity personification down!"
Meng Lei chuckled, and then he darted swiftly toward the vitality core.
"Almost there! The life essence is becoming richer and richer! The vitality core must be nearby! Hurry! C'mon! Find it!"
Ol' Amos was incredibly agitated, so much so that even his voice was somewhat shaking. 
Meng Lei broke into another mad dash.
Boom!
Dazzling light suddenly erupted ahead. The light was so piercing that Meng Lei couldn't even really open his eyes. He had actually arrived at a massive hollow zone.
It was hollowed out.
The area ahead was straight up hollowed out.
And in the center of the hollowed-out zone, a golden sun-like bead hung suspended.
Spanning 100-meters-wide, the surface was covered in mysterious magic runes. It gave off a surging, gushing sense of vigor as if one would extend their lifespan by a thousand years just by taking a breath of it.
Root-like strands extended from the golden bead, connecting to every area of the Tree of Life.
They led everywhere, crisscrossing and intertwining as though one's neural networks, yet also like a sheep's intestinal tracts. 
Dense and packed, innumerable, and infinite!
"The vitality core! That's the Tree of Life's vitality core!
"The most dangerous and most critical moment has come, Meng Lei. You must be careful of its counterattacks. A moment of carelessness will doom you to hell!
"Of course, should you succeed, then congratulations, you shall achieve the great feat of slaying a deity—though just a half-deity!"
[1] Referring to the Li Gang incident. The father of an unapologetic driver in a hit-and-run accident in China in 2010 and the deputy director of the local public security bureau
[2] Referring to Ma Huateng, the founder, chairman, and CEO of Tencent, Asia's most valuable company and one of the largest Internet and technology companies


In Heaven's Vault Continent, Colossal Dragons, Titans, Beast People, Fairies, Magical Beasts, and other races reign supreme!
Humans are treated like slaves and lowlifes, while Dragon People act all high and mighty and consider themselves nobility!
However, a new addition will rock the boat and overturn the status quo!
His name is Meng Lei, and he is a human from Earth that transmigrated to become a... villager! 
Or so he thought, as he had yet to unlock The Most Powerful Pickup System!
"Ding! Dropped item discovered. Will you pick it up?"
Be it money, items, spells, vitality, spiritual power... The Most Powerful Pickup System will pick them all!
... 
"Should I train to become a Magician or a Warrior? Why not try both!?
... 
Follow Meng Lei's epic as he turns from a regular villager to a formidable and respectable existence!

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