Have you ever wondered about God? Have you wondered about who created the universe? Have you wondered why you were created/born? Have you wondered who Jesus Christ is? Have you wondered about what life is? Have you been searching, but don't know what you are searching for? The Bible is what I believe is the Truth for Jesus said, "For God so loved the world in this way: He gave his one and only Son, so that everyone who believes in him will not perish but have eternal life." -John 3:16



This is not owned by me, but by the Creator of the stars, skies, seas, and everything in and around them.

Ito ay isang maikling kwentong aking ginawa noong ako ay isa pa lamang high school student. Naisipan ko lamang itong i-publish online.

This is a short story I wrote back in high school, I just thought of publishing it online.

This short story is about a guy named Kevin and his encounter with a guy named Rick in the city.

This was written way back 2014.

Sixteen-year-old aspiring author Queen Yamada finds pleasure in creating stories online. She dreamed of publishing her own books someday. When the innocent  Queen started to establish a good fan base for her online stories, the pleasure she felt on writing gradually became a pressure. 
Some of her fans started to demand a bed scene with her storyline! As the pressure of pleasing them started to crept on her bones, she  made a stupid mistake any sixteen year old could do. She went to social media and desperately posted a status.

"Fellow writers, help me make a bed scene."

Her post managed to catch the attention of the diverse community of writers and readers. What could possibly get wrong? Her life starts to turn upside down when a creepy man begins to send her unsolicited love notes, luxurious gifts and obsessive messages. Now, she is on the run! 

Previews to all potential Ace Publishing Stories.

After sending away Mo Fei, Yang Yi welcomed new guests the next day.
Qiyue's deputy manager of the copyright department and the managers of several of the publishers he accompanied came to Yang Yi's coffee shop. This time, Yang Yi didn't ask them to drink the best coffee anymore. They collected everything like Blue Mountain and Mandheling. The simple Mocha was milked and Fang Tang, and it was praised.
Obviously, the composition of the flattering is great!
Yang Yi laughed and said nothing, and my heart was secretly glad.
When it comes to negotiations, Yang Yi is not a good player, and his best helper, Guo Ziyi, this little fatty has already finished the college entrance examination, but he smiled and gave Yang Yi a call, and then followed the classmates to graduate. Naturally, it is not expected.
However, although Yang Yi does not understand any negotiations, he has brought a magical skill from previous life – loading! Moreover, when the decoration was like a shackle, at the beginning of the negotiations, he put on a well-thought-out look, and let several publishers use dark marks to show them the conditions they had prepared.
"I hope that all of us can be honest, I will choose the last publishing house according to your conditions, and then conduct detailed negotiations, and avoid the waste of everyone!" Yang Yi said with a smile.
The managers of the publishing house face each other, and they also met the author of such a card for the first time!
"Manager Huang, is this a problem?" One of the managers couldn't help but ask Qiyue.
"I don't think so!" Another manager also echoed.
Qiyue's copyright department's Deputy Manager Huang shook his head in a wry smile. He said, "I feel OK… cough cough, that's the case, because we negotiated with Mr. Yang Yi, on the issue of physical publication copyright, he The final decision is reserved, so everyone will follow the request of Mr. Yang Yi…"
"You can think about it. If you don't want to participate in this bid, it doesn't matter, we can't make a deal, and the friendship is still there!" Yang Yi is also a look that is not loose.
He doesn't know what conditions the other party can give, but Yang Yi believes that one's own book, whether it is «Soldiers Sortie» or «Drawing Sword», can be sold well as long as it is out of the entity!
This is the past test of the market!
In the era of piracy, entering the «Drawing Sword» published in the new century, it can sell more than 400,000 copies in six or seven years, showing how high its value is!
In this world of strong copyright awareness, Yang Yi has been able to foresee the prospect of his so-called "webnovel", the sales of physical books.
So there is a sigh of relief, and negotiations are not afraid of others smashing the table!
Sure enough, after the managers of several publishing houses met each other, the manager who was the most happy picked up the paper and the pen first, and the others flocked to it, almost vying for it.
Needless to say, this dark mark selection process, in the end, Yang Yi picked up an envelope, like the stock exchange broker, said loudly: "Sahara Press, Mr. Lu, congratulations, we can further discuss later It!"
A thin, messy man stood up in surprise, and he raised his hand and said, "I, I am Mr. Lu!"
However, Yang Yi's choice caused a lot of anger, including Qiyue's Deputy Manager Huang.
"Is there anything wrong?" The manager who had just called the most joyful came out again. He cried angrily. "What conditions did Sahara give you? I don't believe it, just a small publishing house like them. The conditions can be good for some of our big publishers!"
"This, I am sorry, it is not convenient to disclose it to you." Yang Yi smiled and refused.
Deputy Manager Huang couldn't help but stand up. He said: "Mr. Yang Yi, although I am not suitable to interject at this time, should you consider it again? In terms of scale, Sahara is indeed smaller than the other three. Even if the conditions given to you are currently better, in the long run, it is difficult to compare the benefits that it gives you from sales to the other three!"
"That is, this look is too short!" The other three managers have all joined together.
The skinny Mr. Lu actually saw the other three competitors, but he did not report any hopes, but now he is selected, he seems to be as happy as the winning prize!
But now, by Deputy Manager Huang and others, he is nervous. He is afraid that the ducks on his mouth will fly again. He said quickly: "Although our publishing house is small, we are very sincere. Mr. Yang, the conditions I just wrote, we can talk about it again!"
Yang Yi raised his hand and calmed them down. He said faintly: "Actually, the reason why I chose Sahara is not only sincerely the conditions they gave, but also a very important factor, they have The other three have no advantage."
This time, everyone is all over, isn't that Sahara smaller than the other three?
"What?" The one who asked the most joy couldn't help but ask.
"Sahara has more channels for online sales of physical books than everyone else," Yang Yi said faintly.
In fact, Yang Yi is not calm, because the online shopping model of this world is only a small sign, and there is no big website like the previous Taobao.
Sahara Press's foresight has surprised Yang Yi. Their boss has a website that sells physical books online. Readers can pay for books by registered mail or bank transfer, and then send the books to readers through the library.
This model is very similar to the earliest excellence of Yang Yi, 99 and Dangdang!
It can be said that the prototype of the online bookstore!
"What is the difference between this and webnovel? Oh, this kind of online sales, can not sell a few copies a month, readers have to bother to send mail costs, not as good as us, but our family and the Far East, China several large chain-bookstore There is a relationship…" There are always people who stay in the old style of thinking, they laugh at Yang Yi's choice.
But Yang Yi's choice has not changed, he said quietly to the other side.
Finally, only Yang Yi and Mr. Lu are left in the coffee shop. Everyone else was angry and left, even the Deputy Manager Huang was a bitter smile, arched his hand at Yang Yi, and then chased it up.
Deputy Manager Huang feels that the profit of Yang Yi's book entity sales is harmless, but he has to deal with these publishers. After all, online literature is still only a weak side. The publishing house has a lot of resources. Qiyue still has a lot to do with The other party cooperates!
"So, we…" Mr. Lu, who had a messy hair, was a little cramped and didn't dare to move Yang Yi to give him a new coffee, nervously said.
"Then let's talk about it, I will give you a shareholding in the publishing house, what conditions are needed!" Yang Yi waved his hand and smiled.
This momentum suddenly shocked Mr. Lu.
I don't know if Mr. Lu knows that Yang Yi's deposit actually has less than a few hundred thousand, but he still has such a domineering desire to invest in other people's publishing houses. What will he think…

Right after transmigrating into a parallel world, Yang Yi was a bit stupefied upon seeing a adorable little girl calling him father. Fine, Xixi is 100% my daughter, but my child’s mother is actually an aloof, absolute beauty who’s a famous singer.

How do I coax my baby? Yang Yi, who was a assassin in his previous life, scratched his head. How about I tell some stories? Yang Yi didn’t think that the stories he imported from his previous world would be famous world-wide! How do I bring back my child’s mother who left in anger? The experienced Yang Yi indicated that there was no problem a love song couldn’t fix. And if it couldn’t, then two songs!

Wyn was mad. Not at Robin, not at Eve, not even at himself. He was mad, no, furious at the people inside his dreams. Who are they? How dare they infest his mind? He would give anything to rid himself of these otherworldly, enchanting but painful dreams. The hazy and confusing individuals, who always seemed to tug at his heartstrings.
Wyn jolted awake. It took a moment for him to recognise his surroundings. This was a  common occurrence; his dreams enveloped him into a world so genuine and deep that he always forgot he was sitting somewhere in the wretched town of Springton, in Eve's office. His only reminder that he was in a world from afar was the piercing pain in his head that arrived the moment the world inside his head changed colours. 
"You're awake," Eve frowned. "What happened in your dream?"
Wyn did not respond. He bolted out of the massage chair. "I want to leave."
"Your session is not over," Eve said. "We have to cover five sessions worth of…"
Eve's words trailed away as she met Wyn's soft yet angry but tortured gaze. 
"I'm not asking for your permission." 
Without another word, Wyn marched away. 

"Wyn! Hey, Wyn!" Robin called after him frantically.
Wyn strode down the street, ignoring Robin's voice. He was absolutely exasperated by his  session with Eve. He hated remembering his dreams, for they reminded him that there is something wrong with him. It reminded him that he could never be as content as the person he was in the carefree section of his dreams and that he was doomed to forever be a lonely and grumpy man.
"Wyn, hold up!" Robin caught up with Wyn and placed his hand on his shoulder to prevent him from moving further as he panted to catch his breath.
"What do you want, Robin?" Wyn scowled.
"Look, I know you hate going to the psychiatrist, but I'm doing it for your own good."
"What good?" Wyn scoffed. "I'm remembering my dreams but I don't know what they mean or what they are. No one can tell me why I am constantly having these dreams, not even Eve."
"Alright, alright," Robin nodded his head. "I'll tell Eve to lay off the dreams. She will just treat your depression, alright?"
Wyn sighed in frustration. "I told you a million times, I am not depressed!"
Wyn is depressed. He was diagnosed several months ago when Robin sent him to visit Eve for the first time. Initially, visiting Eve was simply for her to hypnotise Wyn to allow him to recall the details of his dreams, for his dreams are the basis of his web comic series, Fairytale Town.
For as long as he could remember, Wyn had been having dreams of a strange, mysterious island. At first, he was perplexed and sought to figure out what they meant. He drew and wrote down everything he could remember on an online whiteboard. The more he did, the more his dreams formed a story. He eventually began to draw and write anything he could remember in the form of a comic, which allowed him to better recall and understand the events that occurred in his dreams. He had no intention of publishing his stories online, but on a gloomy and rainy morning, he dozed off at his desk and accidentally published it. He had spent the wee hours of the morning drawing out the frightening nightmare that he had the previous night and fell asleep at his desk. He unknowingly published his story on an online forum and the response was explosive.
After he grew popular online, fans of his story demanded more, but Wyn had no intention of publishing anything. He took down his first upload, but it was easily replicated. He did not enjoy the attention he received, for he was a recluse. Since young, Wyn had been a detached and moody person. For an unknown reason, everything and everyone around Wyn seemed to annoy him. He was a hermit, speaking to others only when needed and living in his small studio apartment by himself. After his popularity grew online, publishing companies took note of this and offered him a contract. Wyn--who had been earning a meagre sum working as a night watchman at the Springton Museum--was convinced by a dedicated Robin to sign with his company after learning that he could earn much more money as a comic artist than he could ever earn as a night watchman.
He initially believed that his new career would be easy. After all, he would be doing what he loved—drawing and writing—for money.
He was wrong.
The pressure of churning out chapter after chapter of Fairytale Town broke Wyn. His stories were based off his dreams to allow him to investigate them, but somewhere along the line, he realised that no one could give him the answer to his strange dreams. He ceased production of his stories. That did not sit well with the public nor the publishing company. With a contract at hand and his career at risk, Wyn could only do as he was told and continue to pen down the dreams he had. It was easy to pen down the happy dreams, but it pained Wyn every time he had to pen down the frightening dreams. After he finished the first series of Fairytale Town, Wyn received an enormous sum of money that transformed him from poor wannabe author to millionaire comic artist. Though he informed his publishing company that he did not want to continue Fairytale Town, he was forced to begin the second series of the web comic immediately. Not wanting to recall his dreams, he lied to Robin that he could not remember the details, but that only prompted him to search for a psychiatrist to hypnotise Wyn to allow him to remember his dreams. That was when he was introduced to Eve and diagnosed with depression. Wyn did not care about Eve or her sessions, and skipped plenty of them without informing Robin, but eventually he found out. Bounded by his contract, Wyn had no choice but to visit Eve and continue to draw and write under the watchful eye of his company. In spite of this, after Wyn had published twenty-six chapters of the second series of Fairytale Town and received his second paycheck from his publishing company, Wyn simply disappeared from the face of the city. He had wanted to escape for a long time, for putting down his dreams in colours only brought him pain and confusion. He had enough money to disappear and do whatever he wanted, so he did. But now, with the threat of his copyright being robbed from him, Wyn could no longer hide from Robin and his publishing company.
"You're an alcoholic and drug addict. Do you think that I don't know that you have been  popping pills?" Robin hissed. 
It was true. Wyn had been abusing drugs for a period of time. The alcohol made his mind drift away, and the drugs made him numb. It placed him in a world that was neither Springton nor the island. It was a void, where only he existed. The absence of emotion allowed him to do whatever he wanted without being haunted by his dreams or his publisher.
"Those are medicinal," Wyn defended himself, though he knew Robin was right. 
"Sure they are. You…"
"Shut up, Robin," Wyn snapped. "Go and find someone else to annoy to death."
Wyn did not wait for Robin's reply. He flounced across the street, ignoring the passing cars that honked at him and the pedestrians with incredulous looks on their faces whose arms he bumped into.

A deadly shipwreck strands a young man, Wyn, on a mysterious island named Alleria. Saved by a witch and his young apprentice, Wyn begins to uncover the magic and secrets behind the mystical island as evil threatens its existence.

Hi, been a while. Sorry for the radio silence! 
A lot has happened with Gaia Online since I last posted an update. First and foremost, I've come to the realization that I'm pretty bad at this web novel thing--to no one's surprise, really! I've now rewritten Gaia Online for the umpteenth time and gone through several iterations of the overall setting, plot, and characters. 
I've decided to pursue a more traditional publishing route (or self-publishing) for this story when--or if--I manage to finish it in a way that satisfies me. Since I'm writing in my spare time, and mostly during vacations where I can really lose myself in the characters and their world, it will likely take me several years.
I hope you've enjoyed the first incarnation of Gaia Online even in its woefully unfinished form and apologize for removing it from webnovel.com. Should I be lucky enough to catch the attention of a publisher, they will likely not want my work on a platform that's not theirs, draft like state and all.
Thank you for your time, for showing interest, and for your kind comments. I will strive to become an author worthy of your time.
With appreciation, MC Shael

This story will no longer be published on this platform.

Jiang Dejun and his wife were urged back due to work. The reason needless to say was due to [Stories About The Ming Dynasty] suddenly emerging into fame.

Discovering the author Bright Moon was supposedly from Shanghai, the excitement and interest of all the publishing houses in Shanghai were naturally aroused.

Currently there were few in the industry who didn't know about the novel!

The hottest topic on the Internet right now was -"Did you read [Stories About The Ming Dynasty] today?"

The new legend of online novels! Today the number of hits on it had exceeded a million!

Just the traffic it brought in alone had almost broken the Tianya Forum servers!

...

As [Stories About The Ming Dynasty] became more and more popular on the Internet and more and more popular in reality, more and more publishers and retailers began to focus on the book. The book in their eyes was the Chinese [Harry Potter], a gold mine! And the author who hadn't appeared yet, Bright Moon was the JK Rowling of China! "

It was a pity that Bright Moon was too inconspicuous. The chapters uploaded online were almost enough to produce a book, but he still hadn't contacted a publisher yet. Unlike JK Rowling who, when she finished writing [Harry Potter and The Philosopher's Stone] instantly began to search everywhere for publishers, suffering through several twists and turns before she managed to successfully publish her novel.

Bright Moon still remained hiding in the dark, despite them taking the initiative and swarming him with messages and flattery.

This left the major publishing houses anxious and distraught. As the book became more and more popular, piracy had begun to appear but the author still hadn't appeared! Was he insane? This was all potential money!

The local publishers in Shanghai especially were in pain. This was like hearing the God of Wealth was at your doorstep, but you couldn't find your keys to unlock the door. 

Executives began trying to contact Tianya to find a way to contact the author and some even resorted to looking for hackers to track Jiang Cheng's address.

Unfortunately, they underestimated Jiang Cheng. After all, staying in the United States for so many years in his past life and having been in contact with future tech, he had a few tricks up his sleeve to prevent people tracking him down. He created a bunch of fake temporary emails and routed his internet connection through a bunch of VPN's. 

He was unaware but Jiang Cheng's actions killed the arrogance of those domestic hackers who usually held proud gazes, and let them deeply understand their own shortcomings as they ran head first into Microsoft's brand new PPTP VPN network. Running into it now ahead of time before it became mainstream, China's hacking underworld actually gained a boost as they developed ahead of time, indirectly driving the vigorous development of computer technology in China. And a few years later, Jiang Cheng would even profit because of this, though he didn't realize it now. 

Xu Guoqing, Chairman and the main shareholder of Southern Weekly Publishing House, was also amongst those eagerly searching for Bright Moon.

The performance of Southern Weekly had dropped so badly in the past two years that it was in need of revitalizing before it truly fell into deep trouble and it was at this time that [Stories About The Ming Dynasty] had appeared. Xu Guoqing was attracted at first sight by [Stories About The Ming Dynasty] not because he was a fan of the book, but because he saw the vast money making potential of it!

This was the kind of work that could save their publishing house. Xu Guoqing wanted it and Southern Weekly needed it!

Southern Weekly was also the publishing house where Jiang Cheng's father Jiang Dejun worked, 

It was formerly known as Southern Publishing House but Southern Weekly was one of their core magazines, having been extremely popular for some time in the 1990's and due to the brand recognition it provided they had eventually decided to rename the publishing house after it.

However despite it's fancy new name, the performance of Southern Weekly had fallen sharply, exiting it's honeymoon period as it headed for the sunset.

In Jiang Cheng's view, the main reason for the decline in Southern Weekly's performance was that it's thinking was too old. Southern Weekly mainly dealt with documentary reports, tracking current affairs at home and abroad and asking experts and scholars to give reports.
 
This was very popular in the last century, because at that time people had very little access to information, only resorting to newspapers and magazines; But now there were more and more channels of information, which were ultimately faster and cheaper. For paper media to compete would only get harder and more futile.

When people could just search for what they wanted to know without much hustle for free, why would they want to pay for your magazines and newspapers? Which were neither fast or up to date.

Even if they didn't want to go online, they could just watch those news channels. Why go and buy magazines and newspapers?

As a result, mergers were becoming more and more prevalent. There were fewer and fewer small and medium-sized publishing houses, with most either being annexed by the main titans or closing down. Those who didn't want to go bankrupt, switched to do something else. 

Southern Weekly could sustain itself up to now, thanks to the brand loyalty they had accumulated among their middle-aged and elderly customer base in their early years. But while they were fine currently they were running on a timer.

So Xu Guoqing seeing [Stories About The Ming Dynasty] becoming more and more popular became hopeful and anxious. 

But that hope soon transformed to frustration and anger when he realized that his CEO and editor-in-chief, Jiang Dejun at such a critical juncture had taken his wife to Hainan on holiday and was seemingly pulling off a second honeymoon!

"Oh, it wasn't a honeymoon, but a family trip to Hainan. So why is your son still at home?"

"The kid said he didn't want to go, so the two of you went alone. How is that not a honeymoon?"

The most excessive thing was that Jiang Dejun had been gone for almost a month, and he still hadn't come back?

Seeing that they hadn't had much work recently, he actually went and approved himself a month-long vacation. 

"Dammit, hurry and get your ass back here!"

So with that Jiang Cheng's parents reluctantly ended their second honeymoon.

Yeah, it was indeed a second honeymoon.

Though to be fair they didn't initially plan it as such, after all the trip was originally planned for the whole family but Jiang Cheng right at the end refused to go!

And since they had already paid....It would have been a waste to cancel, so they went.  After all they  rarely got so much alone time together.

The two of them enjoyed the gentle sunshine, golden sand and warm waves of Hainan and even went as far as to turn off their phones, only switching them on an hour a day.
 
So when they learned what was going on from an angry Xu Guoqing, they were stunned. 

[Stories About The Ming Dynasty] was tens of chapters deep but Bright Moon still hadn't appeared yet, was he really so generous as to let everyone read his book for free?

Publishers naturally didn't believe so, they thought that Bright Moon was fishing amongst them for the highest bid. So publishers secretly raised the price tag in their hearts, they couldn't wait for the appearance of Bright Moon.

Even Jiang Dejun, upset about his holiday, after reading [Stories About The Ming Dynasty] couldn't help admit that it was a rare book, destined to create waves. 

But then thinking of what he was missing out on, he couldn't help but feel slightly aggrieved. 

Of all the times for this Bright Moon character to appear it just had to be now huh, dammit. 

But what he didn't expect was that when he got home, he would run into the very person he was cursing.

Jiang Cheng a screenwriter is reincarnated to 2001, into the seventeen-year-old body of another Jiang Cheng. 

Clutching onto the dreams of his previous life he attempts to succeed where he previously failed. 

He starts from scratch, as a small-time screenwriter writing television shows and movie scripts. 

Filled with dreams of becoming a generational  entertainment legend and establishing an entertainment empire he takes the road to become the King of Film.

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