Writer. It was one of the few occupations in Ways of Survival that could give the Avatar ability.

Some of his strange miracles would be explained if he was a writer.

The lips of the 1st Apostle subtly twisted.

"Writer… do you mean the creator of the Book of Revelations? You have found out. That's right, I wrote the Book of Revelations."

I didn't mean this but this bastard was suddenly talking nonsense. For me, it was a truth that wasn't possible. I looked towards Yoo Jonghyuk.

[Exclusive skill, Omniscient Reader's Viewpoint has been activated!]

[The character Yoo Jonghyuk is currently using Lie Detection Lv. 6.]

I knew it. He was a meticulous jerk. I asked once again, "You wrote the Book of Revelations?"

"Yes. At the same time, I am also the sole owner of the Book of Revelations."

A confident laugh emerged. Really? Let's challenge it once.

[The character 'Yoo Jonghyuk' has used 'Lie Detection Lv. 6'.]

[The character Yoo Jonghyuk has confirmed that the statement is true.]

…What? This guy was telling the truth? I suddenly panicked and my circuits got tangled up. It wasn't possible no matter how I thought about it.

I hid my confusion and asked again, "What exactly is the 'revelation' you are talking about?"

"Why are you asking when you already know? A great epic about the future."

[The character Yoo Jonghyuk has confirmed that the statement is true.]

…Strange. There was some truth about it?

"Now it is your turn. How did you know about the plan of me and the apostles? Are you also an apostle?"

"You wrote the Book of Revelations yourself? Then shouldn't you know?"

"It is fun to be an omniscient creator?"

He giggled like a leisurely villain while I regained my composure. No matter how I looked, he wasn't the author of Ways of Survival.

If he was really the writer of Ways of Survival, there was no way he wouldn't know that he gave me a text version.

"By the way, it is interesting. I thought the woman in Seodaemun Prison would be the last apostle but a man like you was hiding…"

"…Seodaemun prison?"

"Hmm, you don't know yet? Let's trade. Reveal your true identity. Then I will give you some information."

"Let's see? I don't think you have information that I want."

"I might've been overpowered but this isn't my real body. You were a bit lucky…"

"I know information about the future."

I deliberately interrupted him. Now was the time to sprinkle a bit of spice for Yoo Jonghyuk.

"In addition, I know much more than you."

[The character Yoo Jonghyuk has confirmed that your words are true.]

The expression of the 1st Apostle stiffened.

"You're barking nonsense. I know more than you…"

At this moment, something flashed in his eyes.

"Wait a minute, perhaps?"

The moment he realized something, I also noticed something. This guy, was it 'him'? Right now, there were five truths that I knew.

One, he had read Ways of Survival. Two, his occupation was a 'writer.' Three, he wasn't the writer who wrote Ways of Survival. Four, he wrote a 'text' that told the future. Five, his knowledge was only 'somewhat' accurate.

I read through 3,149 chapters of Ways of Survival.

As far as I knew, Ways of Survival wasn't popular and there was no illegal text version. But if he was the guy that I thought… it would be understandable if this guy had a 'text' version and knew a lot about Ways of Survival.

I opened my mouth.

"Do you like to live while copying others?"

"W-What?"

His eyes were shaken. There was no doubt. The 1st Apostle was him.

"I didn't think you would live like this. The revelation… Do you want to live like this? My teeth starts grinding together when I think about your claims of being the creator of the Book of Revelations."

"What…?"

"It is somewhat strange. The information that you have used is meager."

The guy paled.

"Isn't it time to stop acting like this? Are you still doing it despite the world becoming like this?"

"Yoo Jonghyuk!"

The guy hurriedly looked at Yoo Jonghyuk.

"Yoo Jonghyuk! Work with me!"

He was silly.

"As I said before, I know all of the revelations. Only I can take you to the end of this road in this world!"

[Exclusive skill, Omniscient Reader's Viewpoint stage 2 has been activated!]

[Due to high fatigue, you are unable to activate Omniscient Reader's Viewpoint stage 2.]

Damn, right now?

"Think carefully! You can't break through the 46th scenario alone. You have to hold hands with me to defeat Anna Croft and the Zarathustra!"

This jerk was speaking the same words I did. Yoo Jonghyuk shook his head.

"I have never heard of the revelations."

"It is like a prophecy! Can't you see my attribute? It even says that I am the 'last'!"

[The character 'Yoo Jonghyuk' has used Sage's Eyes Lv. 8!]

I also activated the skill.

[The information of this person can't be read in 'Character List.']

[This person isn't registered in 'Character List.']

Damn, I couldn't see it. Yoo Jonghyuk verified something with Sage's Eyes and looked at me. The severed head continued to speak.

"Kill him! You should know that he is dangerous. He pretended to be you and will seriously damage you in the future. If you leave him alone, he will cause a serious butterfly effect and ruin all your plans!"

I was outraged. Did this jerk want to die together with me?

"…Isn't it the same for you?"

'I am different! Yoo Jonghyuk, hold hands with me. I will give you a vow or whatever you want! I will never betray you!"

He came out strongly. Yoo Jonghyuk watched the situation and opened his mouth.

"I see. Joining hands…"

Life started to creep into Yoo Jonghyuk's eyes as he looked at me. I couldn't inside his mind so I was going crazy. Yoo Jonghyuk slowly moved his sword towards me. The 1st Apostle's momentum rose as he shouted.

"Go ahead and kill him! Kill him!"

"One is a prophet and one is a revelator…"

"Kill him!

Peok! Yoo Jonghyuk trampled on the head of the 1st Apostle.

"Kuk… what?"

"If you really know the future then let me ask you one thing."

"What?"

The blade moved to my neck. The 'One Sword' that I experienced through Yoo Jonghyuk was now heading towards me. I felt a sting and something warm flowed down my neck.

"Hey! What are you doing?"

The surprised Jung Heewon ran towards this side. I raised my hand and restrained the party. I was nervous but it wasn't good to stimulate Yoo Jonghyuk here.

Yoo Jonghyuk asked the 1st Apostle.

"I will ask you. Will I kill this guy now or not?"

"What?"

"If you have really received a revelation of the future, you will know my choice."

…This bastard had a bad habit. He was doing this again?

The face of the 1st Apostle looked agonized. Maybe I was the same on the 'Even Bridge.' Surprisingly, the answer came quickly.

"Of course you will kill him! You must do it!"

It was a face full of strong convictions. His face was arrogantly assured that Yoo Jonghyuk would act like this.

"Come on, kill him! And…!"

The sword moved. But what followed wasn't the sound of flesh being cut.

Kwajik!

The head of the 1st Apostle burst as it was stepped on.

The person wouldn't die because it was an avatar, but he would suffer considerable psychological damage.

Yoo Jonghyuk's sword was soon removed.

"He was a mouthy bastard."

I was a bit stunned. Yoo Jonghyuk chose to spare me? I felt a bit shaken. I wasn't sure…

Yoo Jonghyuk stared at me for a moment before walking away.

"Hey! Where are you going?"

This jerk, he must think he was so cool.

…Honestly, he was a bit cool.

"Just wait! Are you going to leave with Lee Jihye?"

"Since the future has changed, the plan has also changed."

"Why don't you act together with me? I can help you."

Yoo Jonghyuk turned towards me. I reflexively shrank back at his eyes.

"The debt is paid off. My last favour is not taking away your flag."

This bastard? But I couldn't retreat like this.

"In any case, you can't leave the station unless I remove you from the group. Do you want to receive the punishment?"

Yoo Jonghyuk slowly moved his hand towards the hilt of his sword. I quickly added.

"I know what your plan is. Aren't you going towards Jung-gu? It is your goal to complete the black flag by walking the King's Road. I will help you."

"I would rather take your flag right now."

"Then try it. Is your sword faster or my tongue faster?"

It was a gamble. Yoo Jonghyuk could stab my neck before the effect of the punishment appeared.

"You don't need to go towards Jung-gu. Go to the north. The territory of the Tyrant King will be yours and it will help you make your grand flag. Getting a flag and removing the enemy, isn't it killing two birds with one stone?"

"I can do it myself."

"There are 48 hours left until the end of the fourth scenario. Can you occupy 20 stations and complete the black flag in that time?"

Yoo Jonghyuk's hands hesitated. He was caught.

"Besides…don't you have a reason for going north? Surely you aren't going to throw away your family member at this time?"

"…You."

"Remain calm. I am speaking in good faith. I really will help."

Yoo Jonghyuk's angry eyes stared at me for a moment. The atmosphere was strained. The killing intent soon disappeared.

"There is no such thing as anything free in the world. What are your conditions?"

As expected, the regressor was quick to notice. I said with a smile, "It is simple. Let me know just one thing. My condition is that simple."

"What is it?"

"That guy you just stepped on, what is his attribute? One would be the 'last to get off.' What is the other one?"

After a while, Yoo Jonghyuk opened his mouth.

***

10 minutes afterwards, I called Jung Minseob and Lee Sungkook. It was a separate matter for the two of them. Before I could open my mouth, Jung Minseob asked me first.

"In the end, what was that guy?"

I hesitated for a moment before asking.

"Do you know the novel 'SSSSS grade Infinite Regressor'?"

"Ah, I read it!"

Lee Sungkook raised his hand.

"Wasn't it the number one platinum novel on Textpia? It was really fun…"

"Ah, that's right. I had forgotten but now it rings a bell. How did it finish?"

The two of them started speaking loudly as memories popped up. As expected, these guys must be interested in web novels if they read Ways of Survival.

"There were all types of elements but… it was still fun."

In fact, I read that novel. I was reading Ways of Survival and accidently clicked on it since it was on the 'Today's Best' list. Then I was surprised to see the development and setting of the novel.

–An infinite regressor psychopath.

–Sponsorship from transcendent beings.

–Streaming system.

–A survival game with absurd missions.

In fact, these were common settings. The problem was the details of the common settings and the way they were combined. I had left a comment as soon as I read it.

–Isn't this plagiarizing Ways of Survival?

I remembered. Rather than a plagiarism controversy, I was criticized for comparing it to a bad novel.

I received terrible messages from the readers of SSSSS grade Infinite Regressor.

–Isn't your business over there? Stop causing inconveniences ㅉ ㅉ

I was furious and even sent a note to the writer of Ways of Survival. Then the author said something. He was in a better mood because the number of views had increased. I teared up because I thought the author was pitiful.

Lee Sungkook asked, "But why are you talking about this novel?"

"The 1st Apostle is the author of SSSSS grade Infinite Regressor."

"Huh? It can't be."

That author would know Ways of Survival.

Now that the world had turned into the novel, a writer who plagiarized the novel could claim copyrights on this world. In addition, he added the absurd setting of the 'revelation.'

After some explanations, Jung Minseob understood and made an absurd expression.

"It was a plagiarized novel?"

"Yes."

"Come to think of it, the novel was similar… I can't remember well because it is old… why didn't that novel pop up first in my mind? I was much more famous."

"Is it due to the attribute? Only the portion we read popped up. The 'SS' part is also confusing because there are too many novels with them."

"Is that so? In any case, the 1st Apostle is a plagiarist? Then he will have a text version…"

I nodded and said.

"Maybe he has a copy of his own plagiarized work. He copied the plot of the original so he can see the future of this world to a certain extent."

It was painful when thinking that a plagiarist was successful even in this changed world. It was time to implement justice.

"Then isn't it impossible to win against him? If he copied the original to the end…"

"It isn't to the end. He only copied the early parts. He would stop early to prevent a plagiarism controversy later on. After a bit more time, the information he knows will decrease.

"How do you know this?"

"I just know."

It was natural. In the chapters in the 100s, I was the only reader of Ways of Survival.

"Excuse me, how far did Representative-nim read in the original work…?"

"Before that, there is something you have to do. To be exact, it is something we have to do together."

Their shoulders stiffened.

"Didn't you tell me before? The prophets were hit by the Tyrant King."

"Ah… maybe there are still a few people being used by him.

"Really? Then it is better."

"Yes?"

The time remaining until the scenario ended was 48 hours. It was hard to do it alone if I wanted to hunt the Tyrant King.

"I will disturb the information of these guys."

If the Tyrant King was using the prophets, I could take advantage of it.

"Reveal part of the revelations."

"Huh? How…?"

They still didn't understand what I was talking about so I kindly explained.

"From now on, we will make a text of SSSSS grade Infinite Regressor and spread it."

If there were several enemies, the answer was to make them fight against each other.

Only I know the end of this world.
One day our MC finds himself stuck in the world of his favorite webnovel. What does he do to survive? It is a world struck by catastrophe and danger all around.
His edge? He knows the plot of the story to end. Because he was the sole reader that stuck with it. Read his story to see how he survives!

When Charles said, "Isn’t the notebook there?" a bad feeling arose in Ye Qingxuan instinctively. When he looked in that direction, his heart sank and he fell into silence.
Charles had pointed to the corner of the living room. There was a painting on the wall; a cupboard; two chairs; and a finely-decorated, well-made, high-grade, amazingly warm and comfortable…dog bed!
The long-missed Old Phil was sprawled out on its bed, side-eyeing its first and third servants. Its eyes were arrogant as if he were the emperor in his palace. As it enjoyed the stupidity of mankind, it chewed on its breakfast—a leather-bound, beautifully made, and familiar…notebook?
"Senior, am I seeing things?" Ye Qingxuan asked after a long time. "Why am I seeing Old Phil eating my notebook?"
"Ah, that’s right!" Seeing that Ye Qingxuan was close to breaking down, Charles decided to give him a push. "He’s been eating it for half a month! He doesn’t even eat dog food these days. He just eats two pages per day. He’s finally finishing it today! Old Phil loves studying. Junior, you can’t lose to him!"
"…I feel like I’ve lost at the starting point." Speechless, Ye Qingxuan bent down to pick up the shreds with shaking hands. In the end, fate’s cruel arrangement pushed him to his limit.
"Old Phil!!" Putting the dog in a choke hold, Ye shook it violently. "How can you just eat it? This is a relic that my dad left behind for me! A relic! A relic! How can you just eat it? At least tell me! Do you know how hard life is for me? Y-you...spit it out!" His features twisted as he tried to open Old Phil’s mouth and save the last shred of paper.
Old Phil’s mouth opened and then closed.He closed his mouth tightly around Ye Qingxuan’s leg, causing him to fall down with a strangled cry. Old Phil was Old Phil after all. He never displayed any mercy when he was biting. His mouth could definitely go down in history. It had never failed, from biting the crown prince to its servant!
And this b*stard had chose the meatiest parts to bite, ensuring that one bite was enough for a scarred mind, and two bites were enough for mental trauma…no one could hide from it!
With that fatal bite, Ye Qingxuan practically passed out, and just rolled to the other side of the living room. 
Taking advantage of this, Old Phil walked over to stand on Ye Qingxuan. It slapped the youth without any hesitation, making sure that Ye Qingxuan would never talk back to his ‘boss.’ His action was so furious and straightforward, sending chills down one’s spine, but it was understandable! Ye Qingxuan had broken the rules and offended his ‘boss!’
--
When Ye Qingxuan woke, it was already noon.
"Hey, Junior. You awake?" Charles squatted beside him, eating a durian. Smiling, he asked, "Want one? It’s fresh! I just got it from the backyard of the Royal School…"
"What just happened?" Ye Qingxuan asked in a daze. "Why am I here?" He looked around and realized that he was lying on the living room floor. There was a mess around him, and his body hurt as if he had been beat up.
"Oh, you forgot?" Charles gave him a sympathetic look. "This morning, you tried to steal Old Phil’s dog food and got punished. Even though you were beat up pathetically, I respect your courage! Come, good man, have a fruit!"
"…" Ye Qingxuan refused with a polite shake of the head.
"Oh right, Professor said to go to the library after you wake up." Charles pointed at the closed library door. "There’s something important to discuss."
--
Ye Qingxuan walked to the library nervously. He was ready to be scolded by the Professor for not going to class for the past few days.
However, Abraham seemed to be busy, seated behind his messy table with a giant stack of revised drafts. He did not look up until Ye Qingxuan coughed. "Oh Yezi, you’re here? Sorry, I was working…"
"It’s okay, it’s okay!" Feeling guilty, Ye Qingxuan had the urge to rush over and give his teacher a massage. "Professor, I shouldn’t disturb you, but what are you writing? You look so focused."
"Oh, this…" Abraham chuckled shyly, though a glimmer of pride appeared in his wooden expression. "I got new inspiration for the translation method. I realized that if I use this method to decipher Voynich’s Manuscript, I might be able to translate the fragment at the end. If I’m successful, I can apply for a bigger budget! And then our budget won’t be so tight…"
"Voynich’s Manuscript?" Ye Qingxuan was stunned. "Professor, you’re going to be big!" The Voynich Manuscript had always been an important piece of literature for researching the history of the Dark Ages. Deciphering it had been a challenge for many scholars and Revelations musicians. Unfortunately, other than the scholar, Champollion, from centuries ago, and Miss Lola from recent years, nobody else had made progress on it. Others would go astray or be seen as fakes…
If someone were able to use another method to decipher the remaining passages, it could be significant enough to shake up the entire academic world. Abraham’s translation method would receive the sacred city’s recognition and become its own discipline. The idiots at the School of Revelations would not be able to belittle them anymore.
Maybe Abraham would receive commendation from the sacred city, and the academy’s funds! If the Church thought this method was an innovative breakthrough, he would definitely become a master musician!
As his student, Ye Qingxuan felt honored as well! He might have been doubtful if someone else had said those words, but he believed Abraham completely. With the Professor’s wooden personality, he would never lie. He would never say anything he had no confidence in either. Since Abraham had said so, it would work!
Thinking that Abraham would not be abject, and would receive recognition by everyone, riding the School of History of its awkward status, Ye Qingxuan could not help but feel overjoyed. His happiness at his successful robbery from the night before was nothing compared to this good news.
"Professor, you’ve hit gold!" Ye Qingxuan cheered. Then fluttering his lashes, he said, "Let’s eat a good dinner tonight! Senior keeps asking for meat. I can go out and buy a kilogram or two and make something good!"
"Uh, there’s no need. It’s not very certain yet," Abraham said, a little embarrassed. "Wait until I publish it. What if I miscalculated? It’ll be bad to celebrate for no reason."
"Professor, don’t be so modest. I believe in you!" Ye Qingxuan danced, already planning a celebration.
"Let’s talk about the important matters first." Abraham organized his notes and coughed. His expression turned serious. He studied the youth. After a long silence, he finally said, "Yezi, Charles said that you’ve already grasped the performance of complex notes. Have you thought about what school to follow in the future?"
"Huh?"
"Look, you are considered to a Rhythm level musician now. You have to plan for the future." Abraham scratched his head. "I don’t have that much experience, seeing as Charles has been stuck on the Rhythm level all these years. I feel like…he’ll be stuck for a few more years, so I haven’t prepared anything in that aspect. But if you have any schools you’d like to research, we can discuss it."
"Uh, to be honest, I haven’t thought about it…" Ye Qingxuan felt cold sweat forming. "There isn’t a school that I really want to learn. Other than Black Friday, which I somehow learned, I haven’t looked at the music scores from other schools. So I want to wait until I have a sturdier foundation."
"Reinforcing your foundation is one thing, but the earlier you choose your school, the better. Don’t be like me and waste half your life before finally becoming a musician," Abraham said, a bit ashamed. "I was the best at the School of Abstinence, but I signed a confidential agreement with the military for this material, so I can’t teach it. I started researching the School of Revelations halfway. You can see that I haven’t accomplished much now. Don’t be like me!"
"Professor, I think you’re really awesome already. If anything, just let me learn Revelations with you. Our major is with the School of Revelations anyway!" Ye Qingxuan shrugged carelessly. "I can read and decipher ancient texts easily, so I can be a scholar in the future."
"…" Abraham knocked the side of Ye Qingxuan’s head. "This is about your future, not some meaningless thing. Yezi, be more serious about it."
"Or you can just teach?" Ye Qingxuan suggested. "I’ll learn whatever you teach. I’m just at the Rhythm level now, and there’s still a long time before I get to the third level. Maybe I’ll find something that suits me as I learn."
"That is very irresponsible, but I guess there isn’t a better solution." Sighing, Abraham warned, "But you must keep in mind that different schools have opposing principles. You can’t venture too deep when you’re still experimenting.
"Take the School of Mind and Summoning for example. The first focuses on will and humanity, while the latter focuses on instinct and the beastly nature. If you learn the two at the same time, they will contradict each other, and you’ll make no progress. The same applies to the School of Modifications and Illusions. One researches substances, and the other, emptiness.
"Compared to those, the differences between the School of Choir and Revelations aren’t too obvious, but the former focuses on the nature of life, while the other focuses on the outside world. It’s difficult to put them together as well."
Hearing this, Ye Qingxuan became curious. "What about Abstinence? Is there nothing that contradicts the School of Abstinence?"
"It opposes every other school," Abraham sighed. "That’s why I don’t want you to be like me." With that, he pulled out the blackboard and began to write with his prosthetic arm.
"The focus of the School of Abstinence is on the nature of aether, so it contrasts with other schools. I am best at countering and deciphering, which is why I can find something similar in the School of Revelations. Other than these two fields, there isn’t much I can teach you.
"Here is a score that I’ve deciphered myself. It consists solely of common basic runes, which is rare. Musicians from any school can learn it. It can help you form your foundation." As he spoke, he wrote the name of the score on the blackboard—Bolero.


Music and aether, an omnipresent element, is the source of all power. Musicians used music scores and alchemy to control the aether and defeated the natural catastrophe Leviathan, saving the world. But more catastrophes are awakening…
However, Ye Qingxuan has a different reason to become a musician—he just wants to find his father and know why his family was exiled.

One day Muhammed sallalahu alaihiwasallam [saw] was busy in worshipping Allah as usual. It was the month of ramadhan  an angel sent by Allah appeared before him. This angel was jibra'eel [peace be upon him] and he appeared before Muhammed [saw] and asked the prophet to "read". prophet Muhammed [saw] replied, I cant read I am illiterate".
Hearing this jibra'eel started pressing the prophet hard so much that he got tired, then loosened his grip and said to prophet again,"read" the prophet Muhammed [saw] again repeated I cant read, lam illiterate and again jibra'eel pressed him and again loosed his grip and asked him to "read",but the prophet replied the same reply
Now the angel pressed him again and loosened his grip and he asked the prophet to say:
"read ! In the name of your lord who created;
Created man from a tiny clot,clinging[to its mother]
Read! And your lord is most generous,
Who taught by the pen,
Taught man what he did not know."{96:1-5}
This was the first revelation.then prophet Muhammed [saw] came back to his home,having a trembling heart. He asked Khadijah, "wrap me in a blanket, wrap me in a blanket."she wrapped him in a blanket.

When prophet Muhammed [saw] was calm, he told Khadijah what had happened in the cave, he further added, "my life is in danger".
Khadijah solaced him and said, no! Never, there's no threat to your life, Allah will not disgrace you, you take care of your relatives, load yourself with the burden of others, help destitute and feed them, entertain the travellers, you suffer on behalf of others for the sake of justice".

After these pacifications she took him to the Waraqah Ibn Naufal, an elderly Christian priest who read Torah Khalid narrated to him the whole incident of the cave.

Hearing this, Waraqah said, "this was the angel who knows the hidden secret and who used to bring messages for Moses also. I wish that I would be alive when your people would banish you."
The prophet Muhammed [saw] asked, "will my people force me to leave my homeland?"
Waraqah said, "yes, what you have brought was brought by several other messengers too before you, but all of them had been targeted by their people. If I remained alive till that time, I would help you." 
But Waraqah dies after sometime.

Prophet Muhammed [saw] continued visiting cave hira and pray there and there was no more visits from  jibra'eel. Six months passed after the first revelation, the gap helped the prophet Muhammed [saw] to overcome the effect of the first experience. Now, the prophet Muhammed [saw] was curiously waiting for the descending of the second revelations.

Lives of great men all remind us
we can make our life sublime
and departing, leaves behind us
Footprints on the sand of time

footprint, that perhaps another, 
sailing o'er life's solemn main
a forlorn and shipwrecked main, 
seeing, shall take heart again... 

In the dreadful darkness of uncivilized period "god the creator of universe" sent his last prophet, to teach the real teaching and to guide them into light, and it lasted for 23 yrs and it's been said he was the best man to ever walk on earth.... 

so take a sneak peek and find out if it's true... ??

Orida Fortress
To reinforce the Yabba race getting attacked up north, the entire defensive line went into action. Soldiers were brought over, and supplies were transported. As the core of the defensive line, the Orida Fortress was obviously the busiest. Everyone was up to their necks in work.
Of course, those matters had nothing to do with Link. He only had one task—to train Magicians and complete the Soul Slalom Magic Seal to combat the Dark Serpent.
The Orida Fortress contained three Mage Towers. The two subordinate towers were similar to the Mage Tower of the East Cove Higher Magic Academy. The main tower was practically equal to the Heaven's Thorn Mage Tower.
There was a 300-square-foot garden between the three Mage Towers surrounded by a low wall. This was the Magicians' independent area.
Link practiced the magic seal with the Magicians here.
One had to be at least Level-6 to join the magic seal, so most of them were High Elves. There were only five humans, including Link. The High Elves were honestly much more advanced in magic than humans.
The magic seal was very tedious. Every Magician had to multitask while operating it. While casting the spell, they must keep an eye on the Mana of the other Magicians at the same time and adjust their own Mana output accordingly.
The intensity of the training was like having a Magician continuously cast spells at the pinnacle of Level-6.
These tasks were practically beyond the limits of the Magicians and were tedious. However, this directly influenced the result of the battle, and there was no way to back out. Every Magician gritted their teeth and put in all their effort.
But even the strongest determination had a limit. On average, Magicians were physically weak as well. During training, Link paid attention to the physical state of each Magician. Once someone approached their limit, he would immediately end training for the day and take a break.
Every Magician in the Soul Slalom was precious and indispensable.
The result was that Link could only train them for three hours per day.
After each session, the Magicians were all exhausted. They would hurriedly cast a healing spell for themselves and sleep like the dead as soon as they returned to their rooms.
High Elf Princess Milda and Level-7 Magician Romilson were slightly better but not by much. They went to bed early to save energy. In actuality, they had to sleep 16 hours every day.
Only Link would be left.
Before this, he would be like Milda and the others, but it was different now. After receiving the Dragon Power, Link's vitality was extremely high. This training was just like a warmup for him.
After training for three hours, there was still much of the day left. What should he do?
Naturally, he started studying magic books.
Link had many books and scrolls at hand. The most valuable were the Wonders of Space from the Night King and Bryant's Revelations Scroll IV rewarded by the system.
With Link's current strength, it was difficult to improve in regards to spatial magic. On the other hand, Bryant's Revelations Scroll gave him many benefits.
After weighing the choices, Link focused his attention on Bryant's Revelations Scroll. He became obsessed as soon as he started. After training ended each day, he would return to the Mage Tower and start reading the scroll. He would read for 15 hours per day, sleep six hours, and be filled with energy the next day.
There wasn't much content in one scroll. Because of his endless energy, Link could maintain his thought operation at the highest level.
He finished the scroll two days later.
The technique explained in this scroll is so interesting. If I cast spells using this, the power of the spell increases by at least 50 percent and the speed rises by five percent too. It's like having a high-quality wand.
Link was very satisfied. There were still some things that he hadn't completely understood. He didn't have anything else to do and had so much energy, so he just read through casually, absorbing the wisdom of the Legendary Magician.
This would definitely be torture for the average man, but to Link, it was relaxing.
While reading, someone knocked on the door. Link could tell who it was by the aura. He activated the Magician's Hand and opened the door.
Dressed in an officer's leather armor, Princess Annie stood prettily by the door. She saluted to Link casually and asked with a smile, "Master Magician, are you busy?"
Link put away his scroll and replied, "No, no, come in and have a seat."
With that, he used the Magician's Hand to bring fire wine over and poured a cup for Annie. "It's cold out. Have a cup to warm yourself."
A year passed in a blink. It was now early winter, and the first snow was the day before yesterday. The wind cut into one's bones while walking outside. Annie's cheeks were red from the wind.
She walked in, sat down, and took a sip of wine. Letting out a long sigh, she said, "I heard you're all practicing the magic seal. It's really hard, and many Magicians are ill from the fatigue. I thought you would have a hard time, but I guess I was worrying for nothing."
Link chuckled. He pointed at his head and said, "The mysteries of magic are endless. I received some secret spells from the dragons, and my body is much better now. You might not even be my match in terms of strength."
Nourished by the Dragon Power, Link's outer appearance didn't change much, but his strength had risen greatly. His physical strength was probably equal to a regular Level-5 Warrior now, and he didn't even train.
If he underwent the rigorous Warrior training, he could definitely reach a Warrior's Level-7.
"Really?" Annie didn't believe him. After returning from the Black Forest, she'd broken into Level-5, and her strength started improving rapidly. She was now at the pinnacle and would soon enter Level-6.
She specialized in assassination and power wasn't her strongest suit. But if she couldn't beat a Magician, that would be embarrassing.
"Want to try?" Link was interested. He pulled a chair before Annie and rolled up his sleeves. He reached his hand out for a simple match of arm wrestling.
Annie was amused too. "Fine but I might crush your bones," she joked. "But I won't use my Battle Aura so you can't use spells either!"
If Link cast something like a Titan spell for himself, Annie would definitely lose.
"Sure."
Link grasped Annie's hand. Her hand was small, but her palm was rough. There were thick calluses from using a dagger yearlong. Link's hand was a typical Magician's Hand—soft and fine without any calluses or scars.
After holding hands, Link said, "I'm going to apply force. Be careful."
Annie felt the warmth of Link's palm and couldn't control her heart. She blushed involuntarily and calmed herself down with difficulty. "Come at me," she said seriously.
They used their power at the same time, and something cracked. No one won, but the wooden table under their elbows met its demise. It cracked under the immense power and almost collapsed.
With the table damaged, the match couldn't go on. Annie gaped at Link's hand. She didn't expect this. "Link, the dragon spell is so powerful. With your power, you can go practice martial arts."
Link shrugged instinctively. "I'm a Magician. Why should I learn martial arts? I don't have time and my energy…Hey, actually that's not a bad idea."
In Firuman, no Magician practiced martial arts. Other than the bias against physical combat, they also didn't have the energy.
For a Magician, the endless and boundless spells were enough to take up all their time and effort. They were usually physically weak too. Even if they trained, it wouldn't be of much use. They'd also be laughed at by other Magicians so who would do it?
But actually, there was no rule against Magicians training in martial arts.
Back in the day, Link faced the same problems as other Magicians. Now, he had the physique of a dragon. Practicing martial arts while he had no inspiration for studying spells could help relax his mind. He might even become accomplished after training every day.
To Link, martial arts was just for relaxing his mind. Before, he would walk everywhere but now, his body was too strong. Strolling around was a waste. Why not practice martial arts?
Thinking of this, Link smiled. "Annie, you reminded me. After receiving the dragon spell, I'm full of energy, and I shouldn't waste it. Let me think…How about I learn swordsmanship? Can you find me a teacher?"
Annie laughed. "That's easy. Kanorse, the Dawn Swordsman, is in the fortress too. I'll call him over."
What human could surpass the Dawn Swordsman in terms of swordsmanship?
Link's interest deepened. He chuckled and said, "Oh, don't. Since I'm asking him to be my teacher, I should be the one to find him. I owe him a magic sword too. How about tomorrow? After training tomorrow, can you take me to him?"
If not for her duties, Annie would rather be with Link at all times. Now that she had a legit reason, she would obviously agree. Smiling, she replied, "Of course. I'll come find you tomorrow."
The two made the plan and chatted for a while. Annie was now a high-level commander of the MI3 and was quite busy. She left soon. Link glanced at the sky and realized it was only two in the afternoon. It was still early, so he started forging the magic sword.
This would be his gift to his teacher.


Link was the top Archmage in the entire server. He had just defeated the strongest boss, the Lord of The Deep, Nozama with his party. However, instead of going back to town, he was transported to a secret location with pixelated CG. 

It sort of felt like a vacuum, and within it came a glorious and commanding voice that calls himself the God of Light. 

"Link, would you be willing to be the saviour who will pull the World of Firuman out from the churning abyss?"

What a huge mission! If it was in the real world, Link would have rejected it immediately. However, he was bent on being the hero in game.

"Bring it on!" Link answered confidently.

"Then, best of luck." 

And so begin Link's journey of magic, friendship, betrayal, love and despair in the ever changing World of Firuman.

In the Pivotal Secret Temple, Zero was reviewing the plans for taking over the Kingdom of Dawn. She was also thinking about Graycastle. The past few months had been full of interesting occurrences. Prince Roland was quite an interesting fellow. Suddenly, a messenger came in with a letter. It was a letter from Prince Roland and it was addressed to the pope.

Zero's interest was piqued by this letter. She opened the letter and begun reading.

<Dear Lady Zero,>

Upon reading the first line, her jaw dropped in shock. How was it possible that Roland knew that she was the pope. Nobody outside the Pivotal Secret Temple knew. Now thoroughly unsettled, she began to read the rest of the letter.

<I am Roland Wimbledon, the lord of the Western Region of Graycastle and the man who will soon become king.>

"Roland sure thinks highly of himself," thought Zero. "I wonder if his confidence is from hubris or from actual power."

<I am writing this letter to you to discuss the fight against our mutual enemy - the demons. I know of the Battles of Divine Will and I know that the third such war will soon begin. In this time of trial, it is in humanity's best interest that we unite to serve a common cause. The church was founded by witches to prepare for the fight against the demons. All I ask is that the church will fulfill its original obligations. The fate of humanity rests on it.>

Zero dropped the letter in shock. She couldn't believe what she was reading. How had the church's deepest secrets been revealed. With trembling hands, Zero picked up the letter and continued to read.

<The old ways of war will not be sufficient. The only way to defeat the demons is through the mass mobilization of society. All people must become a part of the war effort. No person is useless. Nobles, commoners, witches, they all play a part.>

As Zero read this section, she found herself nodding in agreement. Roland's views seem to be very similar to her own. Both of them recognize what is needed in order for humanity to emerge victorious. Perhaps this Roland might make a good partner. She was very interested in what he had to say.

<However, I implore you do not go through with your plan. Using the pills on the commoners is most inefficient. You may think that a commoner has no use than to become cannon fodder, but in reality they are the backbone of the war effort. To waste valuable human resources by turning them into disposable soldiers is unacceptable.>

Anger flashed through Zero's eyes. "How dare this commoner lecture me on what to do. What would he know of our designs". Zero suddenly paused as she realized that Roland did know about the church's plans. In fact, he knew more than anyone else besides her. "How does he plan on using commoners more efficiently? The pills are already miraculous, giving an ordinary man such great combat strength that they would not be able to achieve even with decades of training."

As Zero continued reading, she found herself perplexed by what Roland was saying. "Cannons? Industry? What are they? Roland was making huge boasts. Able to destroy dozens of God Punishment Warriors with ease? How could such a terrifying weapon possibly exist; it defies logic."

<If you should choose to agree, then I will give you the knowledge to create these tools. The power of technology will be obtainable by you and together we can lead humanity to defeat the demons.>

After Zero finished reading the letter, she leaned back in her chair as her mind processed what she just read. Her thoughts were in chaos as she thought about all the revelations Roland made and what might his plan be. She was sceptical and wanted to dismiss Roland's claims about his power, but his uncanny knowledge about the situation gave her pause. A kernel of doubt formed in her as she thought about the letter.

Zero called in Isabella to talk with her. Zero gave Isabella the letter and told her to read it. Isabella was also shocked by its contents.

"What are you going to do?" asked Isabella.

"I do not know whether what he says about his machines is true or not. Frankly, they seem too outlandish to be possible. But he knows too much. Even if his claims are false, I should still go if only to find out where his information is coming from."

"So you will travel to Neverwinter?" asked Isabella.

"We will be traveling to Neverwinter", corrected Zero.

"We?", Isabella asked, "What do you wish for me to do?"

Zero answered, "Firstly, if I decide to use my power then I will need you to disable their stones. Also, I want you to pretend to be me."

"Pretend to be you? What is the purpose of that?", questioned Isabella.

Zero told her, "they will focus their attention on you. Meanwhile, I will explore Neverwinter and try to learn more about it."

Zero stood up and went told the others, "Cancel the plans for the Kingdom of Dawn. I will be traveling to Graycastle. Fetch a few loyal warriors. We will depart immediately."

Steven Wang, a college student in America, dies and is transported to the world of Release that Witch. Now in the world of his favorite webnovel, Steven goes out to change the future of the world.

Lleu von Rossenkruez steps back upon the arrival of the cute, cuddly beast as it is starting to be a more private matter. Ravikanth is not sure what is currently happening as he thought of doing the same. LeClair remains to hold his hand and prevents him from leaving.

Queen Ausrine and the Sovereign King's attention is now focused on the small cuddly beast concealing herself on the girl's shoulder. They are aware that she is 'the Lumina' they once knew, and they've been searching for her this entire time. They can't believe that she is hiding under their noses all this time.

"Lumina, why are you concealing yourself as a spirit beast and acting like my daughter's pet? Show yourself already." the Sovereign King calls out.

She didn't respond as she snuggles closer on LeClair's neck and tickling her. LeClair was surprised as she giggles and tries to loosen her hold as Lumina has coiled herself tightly on her neck. She is like a scarf that has wrapped on her neck and drapes to her shoulders.

Ausrine can't believe this is the same Lumina she used to know. Lumina is an elegant beautiful lady that is envied by many. She has tons of suitors and admirers lining up for her. Her prowess is also noteworthy as none of the other Celestial Guardians can match her. She was even chosen as the Sovereign King's consort. How did she end up as this carefree Lumina?

Lumina tried her best to ignore their questioning gazes and call. She pretends not to know them, and they are making a mistake recognizing her. Though it is impossible to deceive the Sovereign King and his consort, she just has to pretend harder not to understand what they are trying to imply.

After her brief meeting with that person, she decided to go back to her Mistress. She didn't expect the Queen and King are there as well. She can't help but sigh as she can't retreat and decided to concealed herself instead so she can leave the place once she got the chance. 

She just read about the gathering of the stars, and she didn't expect things to happen so soon. She knew very well who are gathering as she is one of the people involved in that phenomena. She is starting to regret why she didn't run away when she had a chance.

Queen Ausrine is her best friend. They are pretty close when they are growing up, and they also trained together under the same Master. Their friendship is not broken because of her connection with the Sovereign King. She is pretty cool with how things have ended up between them. The complication lies between her secret relationship with the Sovereign King's younger brother, Grand Adviser Signus.

Ages ago, during the building of Astra, the Grand Adviser Signus and the Sovereign King had a dispute regarding the installation of the Twelve Ministers. True, things have prospered during the earlier times as the original contractors have valued their relationships and their covenant. The succeeding heirs, on the other hand, is another matter.

Signus believes that it is a fleeting dream and contradicted the King's decisions. As they are mortal beings, they will eventually forget the things that are agreed upon, and they can't held them liable. He believes they will abuse their given authority as the passing of duties to their successors. 

The Sovereign King wanted to give them a chance and without reasonable doubt. Things like those happen in their ranks as well, so he understands his concerns. As long as they won't overdo the schemes, he will let things pass and forgive them. He won't interfere in their affairs and little squabbles. 

Failing to convince him to retract his decisions, Grand Adviser Signus created disruptions around the land. With his followers, including Lord Void and his allies, they started a rebellion around Astral Court. Maybe, they also consider them an insignificant race who doesn't need to be in equal terms with them. Nobody understood why he did it.

Lumina happens to be in the middle of all this chaos. As a Celestial Guardian having a relationship with a condemned traitor is problematic. She is being accused as well because of his actions, so she decided to go into hiding. 

She can't effectively do her duties with everyone's judgemental eyes. She is a protector of the Sovereign Realm, so how can people throw accusations and assume she is conspiring with the Grand Adviser? Though she does understand why as they are pinning her down to it, she still can't accept their treatments. 

They haven't heard any news from her ever since she ran away. They all assumed she eloped and living with Signus all this time. Who would have thought she is lingering around under the Princess' protection? Also, how did she ended up as the Princess' Spirit Beast? 

"Lumina…" Queen Ausrine gently called out her.

The earlier discussion about the Ravikanth and LeClair's relationship is totally forgotten. Ravikanth is also starting to get confused about the situation as he wasn't able to follow them. He knits his brows as he tries so hard to catch up with their conversation.

'Who is Lumina again…? She is who…? Huh…? WHAT…?' he thought. 

Lleu is observing from a distance and can't help sighing as he witnesses the Divine Lord's complicated expression. He grew up in the Astral Realm and familiar with how tangled these beings' relationships are. His father is the former Head Knight of Rossenkruez, and he was able to learn a few confidential things along the way.

Ravikanth decided to slip out when LeClair loosens her grip and lets go of his hand. He chose to join Lleu and wait for them to finish settling things. He is still not completely recovered from LeClair's revelations, and here comes Lumina disclosing more. How many secrets do these people really have?

"Can you still cope up, Divine Lord Foeni?" he chuckles as he whispered to the disguised Lord.

He was surprised by his greeting as he wasn't sure if his disguise is currently active or not. He knits his brows as he looks at him quizzically. He wasn't even sure how to respond to his inquiry.

"Don't look so surprised. Don't mind me. I am just her friend and the proxy. If you are with Clair right now, I can figure things out that you must be the one. I am Lleu von Rossenkruez." he introduced himself as he offers his hand and continues, "It an honor to finally meet you."

He smiles as he shakes his hand and formally introduces himself as well. He can't dispel his disguise as someone might be lingering and spying on them. Even if the place is under a protective spell, it still not wrong to be cautious regarding such matters.

The night is starting to get really long and complicated as secrets and revelations begin to pour out. He knew that there are still tons of things he isn't aware of regarding everyone. This is probably one of the reasons why the Sovereign King is hesitant to accept him. He is unsure if the Divine Lord can handle all their tangled and complicated existence.

"Auntie Lumina, it's time…" LeClair whispered.

Lumina can only sigh as LeClair finally spoke up. She knew very well what she meant as she also read the charts. They all have to face their long-overdue issues with each other. 

The heavens have given them the opportunity to settle things once and for all. They really shouldn't waste it as they need to clarify all the misunderstanding if there is any. What really happened between them?

She slipped out of her shoulders and revealed her true self. Lleu was starstruck as he didn't expect the emergence of such an exquisite lady. His father always says Lady Lumina's beauty is something you will never forget. The Queen and the Princess are already beyond compare, but Lumina remains unrivaled.

"How are you? I haven't seen you in ages, and yet you remain the same." Ausrine said as she sees her friend. There are tons of things she wanted to ask, and she doesn't know where to start.

"Yes. He also said the same things just a while ago, and it irks me to death!" she turned to the Sovereign King as she continued, "He is coming. He is probably near already. Also, you probably know this, but someone is conspiring against you and everyone. He is probably helping or probably not. I am not in the mood to catch up with him!"

The Sovereign King gently smiles and nods his head to acknowledge what she just said. He can sense her irritation from her tone as she started to disclose things to him. His brother finally came out of his hiding, and he even brought an army with him.
 
Lumina's loyalty remains to her duties as a Celestial Guardian. She won't hesitate to fight anyone, even if it is someone close to her. She looks at LeClair, whom she protected over the years and acknowledged her as her Mistress. She knew that she has always known who she is but played along with her silly disguise as her Loyal Spirit Beast.

LeClair decided to leave them as she slips out to join Lleu and Ravikanth. Her coronation and engagement are only a day away, and things are rapidly beginning to unravel. These two were just officially geting acquainted, but they seem to be getting along just fine.

"I am glad to know you are getting along well." LeClair said as she cuts and chimes through their conversation.

She really doesn't need to introduce them as she is aware they'll figure things out. She trusts Lleu will treat him well and won't hold grudges for getting rejected. He is her closest friend, too, after all.

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There are secrets never meant to be disclosed. 
A mystery never meant to be solved.
Questions that never meant to be asked…

But things will just naturally unfold...
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Little Oracle Eu's identity is always shrouded in mystery. A mysterious man dropped her off to the Oracle Clan Grand Elder's house, saying she is his granddaughter.

Divine Lord Foeni of the Mystic Spirit Realm found something familiar in her.

The Silver-haired stranger even mistakes her for someone else.

Even the Divine Witch Circe of the Middle Realm seems to know her too.

She can wield the forbidden element and knows forgotten Ancient spells at ease. Break Seals without restrictions. She is someone like totally out of place. She is over talented to be an Oracle. So, who is she exactly?

What is her connection to all the things that are happening?
How is she intertwined with everyone's fates and destinies?

The story is set in the Fantasy World of Astra~

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Content:
Fantasy World, Adventure, Slow Romance, Drama, Comedy, Action, etcs~

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*I know my grammar needs improvement, and I am working hard on it. ^^
(and typos too...)

*I'm using Grammarly to proofread my work.

*I am currently slowly rewriting the story and fixing errors. I'll update as much as I can, hoping to finish this book again.

*English is not my first language, so my vocabulary is not very comprehensive. Still, I'm trying my best to widen and learn. I do hope you understand.

Despite my flaws, I hope you'll enjoy and find my story interesting ~ ^^
Thank you
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Death dismissed his two servants and started reading Lucifer's book, the book of the Unseen. 

He used his power to flip through the pages and to made it stop on the page that he deemed as necessary for answering his curiosity on how a mere human can see an immortal God like himself.

The first reason possible written on the book on how can a human see a God is

The God himself gave permission to the human to see him.

Well, i definitely did not gave that woman my permission. So this reason is cancelled out. 

The second reason is that the human already died or was already in his or her deathbed. This reason is also cancelled out because that woman is still alive and kicking.

Death cursed but continued to find a reliable reason inscribed from the book.

Okay. Here's another one. 

The human bears a curse of committing a grave sin in the future that can cause a God's downfall. 

Is this book even legit? How can a mere human be a God's weakness? I should've reminded myself not to trust things coming from Lucifer. That despicable bastard! I'll visit him one of these days and beat him to death. Oh. That's right. He's also immortal!

Damn.

He scans through the whole book for almost an hour, but he didn't find anything that can be helpful on what he is experiencing right now. 

I am a God for God's sake! Shit. That sounds so redundant. 

He threw the book of the Unseen away, and started to read the book of the Revelations. This book better give me the answers I needed or else I won't send any souls to heaven or hell for the next hundred of years!

As he used his power again to flip through the pages, it also gave him three possible reasons on how can a human see a God.

One, the human was a child of one of the lightning servants of the God of heaven. 

Lightning servants were humans chosen by God of heaven to serve Him after their death. Vainos is an example of a lightning servant. But these human possessed a birthmark on their wrists in a shape of a rose. 

Death closed his eyes and started to recall his interactions with that woman.

Nope. No birthmark. 

He moved on to the second reason. The human escaped the Judgement from Death. 

Death was sure he never saw this woman before, and she has never stepped in into his trial grounds. Because he always keep the records of the departed souls just in case he messed up and ended up sending someone in the wrong destination. Which never ever happened. And Death is proud of his clean record, and that the two Gods from heaven and hell were pleased with the souls he has been giving them.

This book is also thrash! He was about to threw it away but clouds started forming in front of him and one sentence popped up from it.

"The human will be the God's Achilles heel" 

Achilles heel. Weakness. 

Oh, I need to pay close attention to this woman. Reaaaaaally close. I don't care is she sucks up the air that surrounds me. But she ain't going anywhere far from me. If this woman is a weakness of mine, Lucifer, or God, then I better make sure that I'll prevent that woman to do something that could make our downfall happen.

Elaia is a sickly woman, in her journey on figuring out the exact date of her death so that she can prepare her loved ones, she met Death himself. 

What if Death's first love is someone he doesn't want to die? Oh, the irony.

I read more reports at my father's desk as four of the invited councilors stand around me waiting for the last of them to arrive. They cast glances at each other in apprehension. 
The door opens, and I look up to see Raphael enter. Everyone has arrived.
"Sorry for my tardiness. General Maxime insisted on continuing training." He apologizes. 
"Did you tell him of this meeting?"
"No, Sir Marcus said to keep it a secret." I give a curt nod pleased with his response.
"Good. You are all here because I feel like I can trust you. You were honest with me in your assessments of our rations earlier." They look around realizing that everyone had voted that we have a finite amount of supplies.
"My lady, I won't complain about the honor of being trusted, but I believe you made a mistake in choosing me. I voted against all of these men." Raphael states while looking around the room.
"You did, but I understand that you trust your commander's judgement. You aren't experienced in infrastructure so you wouldn't understand about the rations, but when it came to war planning you were frank and determined to protect the people. I value that." He nods his understanding.
"Because you were open with me, I will be open with you. Duke Jean-Claude has abandoned the Dukedom. Everyone read the letter, but I don't think everyone realized its implications." They look around uneasy at my declaration. Many shift from foot to foot. 
"My Lady, you must give the Duke time. He said he was seeking aide." One of the councilors advises.
"If my father wanted reinforcements, he should have sent a messenger, or a general. He should never have left Villefranche, especially with his family. I will give him 2 weeks. That is all the time I feel like Varzy will wait before they attack." 
"Do you have a plan Lady Pierrette-Danielle." Raphael is the only one who seems calm under these revelations. He seems to understand the situation better than the scholars. I am glad I chose to let him join. He will be a strong ally.
"Yes. We will surrender." There is a gasp heard from almost every mouth.
"What lead you to this conclusion?" Raphael remains my constant. I give him an appreciative smile.
"The Dukedom doesn't solely consist of this city. The only way to protect everyone from impending destruction is to make a deal with the devil. I want everyone's help to find the best terms. Ones that will satisfy them and protect our people."
"You realize that you are committing treason?" One of the councilors asks.
"I have never taken an oath to this country nor to King Luis. His irrational attack of Varzy is what lead me into this situation. I am loyal to my people, but not to a crown." The men looked at each other communicating with their glances.
"I will claim responsibility for everything that happens. I know this will mean my life. Prince Clement-Victor is known for leaving no one able to oppose him." I continue. I have already resigned to the fact that my days are numbered. The stare at me with a mix of pity and admiration.
"You already had a plan before the meeting this morning." It wasn't a question but a statement.
"Yes. Will you help me decide on the terms of our surrender?" I look each man in the eyes, waiting for their affirmation. One by one they each nod. 
"Good. Also, Antione increase the rations everyone receives. We are at a bare minimum, and I don't want to starve the people if we are going to surrender in a couple of weeks."
"Yes my lady." Antoine bows. 
"Good, we will meet tomorrow to discuss the specifics. Everyone is dismissed but Raphael." The men bow down and quickly leave. 
I stand and turn to study the family portrait hanging behind my father's desk. Everyone looks perfect with ornate cloths. My two half-sisters are the spiting image of their mother with light hair, bright blue eyes. My two half brothers look more like my father with stronger features, and dark hair, but share the same bright eyes as the girls. I note that I look more like a prop or a servant in the background, with my raven hair, and somber frock. I ignore the pain and reflect on what we need to accomplish.
"What can I do for you my lady?"
"We need to remove general Maxime in the next few days. He will oppose my power and the surrender."
"You read him well in the short time with him." I turn to face Raphael.
"Yes, he is power hungry, and most of the higherups seem to be loyal to him. Is it the same with the soldiers?"
"No. He is a tyrant, withholding pay to use for his drinking, and women. He pushes the men past their limits, and not in a helpful way. It has led many into the infirmary." He shakes his head with a look of disgust.
"How do you propose we remove him?"
"I need to know more about you. Is it true that you have been a patron for orphanages and hospitals around the city?"
"Yes, but it has been limited in the past." I smirk as I see his train of thought.
"Increase it and do it more publicly."
"Do you think he will plan treason against me?"
"I couldn't imagine it but it is possible."
"So you are planning on pitting popularity."
"Yes."
"Do you think we can entice him to plan to kill me?" Raphael's eyes widen.
"Are you suicidal?"
"No, but I know my life has no value once we surrender. I like your idea of gaining favor with the people. Then…" I rant my idea, and slowly Raphael smiles. We set out the details, and Raphael takes his leave to set the plan in motion. I glance back at the portrait of my family with a sneer. I will protect Villefranche better than they ever could.

Pierrette is the oldest daughter of Duke Jean-Claude of Villefranche. How is she supposed to react when her father, with her step family, abandon the dukedom during a siege?
She is supposed to save her people of course.  The kind girl must use all her cunning and intelligence to protect those under her, even if it means she must sacrifice herself to the foreign army of Prince Clement-Victor of Varzy.

Just a heads up, I will delete all my chapters from Webnovel at the end of this month.  So hopefully, everyone who wanted to read the ending of "Change" has had a chance.  I didn't have an editor for Volume 3, so it may be choppy.

Also, I have given up on translating.  It's not that I can't write in Japanese nor English.  In fact, when I compose in both languages, I have no problems.  The biggest problem is expressing the words from one language to another.  It's an entirely different skill.

For instance, "Dakishimetai" is often translated as "want to hold" or "want to hug" in English, but in fact this Japanese word carries more meaning to it.  What is often untranslated is that it also means to "want to hold someone and protect them from their own pain, self-doubt and suffering."  Or it can attach the meaning of "wanting to hug someone and not wanting to let go."

This is why translating is so difficult.  And then the tone, the language and the way characters express themselves don't come through too well.  I know Yuki (former editor) constantly complained about Jingshu's character, where Jingshu was very whiny, while acting cute.  This was very difficult for me to translate into English.

Although, I won't translate my own work anymore, but it was certainly a learning experience.  :)  

Just also wanted to say that some things were left untranslated as I didn't know or have the word choice in English to explain it.

For clarification, Zhang Jun gave up on his promise to his father because he was shocked by Zhang Hua's revelations, which made him realize how insane his father was by the things his father did in order to continue the Zoubek bloodline.  Also, Zhang Jun rescued his sister (can't remember if I translated that part) but she and Min Beizheng end up together.  So the bloodline could directly pass down through her.

And if you haven't figured it out, Jun became a god and spent the rest of his life fulfilling Jinying's wish to be a goddess.  

People also felt Yangning's character was controversial.  On one side, there were fans who liked his character.  On the other side, were fans who hated him.  But I think the monsters in this world are not born, they are made.  And I hope I explained his story well.

Also, my transmigration story should be ready to go.  I will be posting chapter 1 on the other website.  As to why I don't post the website name here is because I don't want "that person" to steal my new story.  In all honesty, I'm not a professional writer.  And my dream isn't to become a writer.  In fact, I hate to write.

I started writing because at that time a friend of mine had broken up with her boyfriend.  She was heartbroken.  In order to fulfill her wish for a happy ending, I wrote a story about her and that exboyfriend.  As she read the development of the plot, she realized she didn't love that boy and was able to let go.  Through the story, she was able to overcome her heartbreak.

Because of that, I had always wanted to heal someone else through my stories.

The story "Change" was written for a male fan of mine, who had been cheated on by his girlfriend.  It was also the first time I wrote a story directed towards male audiences.  Usually, I write for women.

I know some fans want to know why Jingshu was raped.  The answer is because at that time I asked the male fan, "If your girlfriend hadn't cheated on purpose, but she was raped, would you have remained angry with her?"

He didn't have an answer for me.
 
As "Change" progressed, he came to see his own faults.  Everyone asked why the story characters aren't wholly good nor bad and the reason is because no one is perfectly good in real life.

That male fan of mine worked on his relationship with his girlfriend and ended up marrying her.  It has been a year since I've asked him about his relationship.  I often wonder if they are happy now?  That's why I think love, true love is forgiveness, and forgiveness is humanity's pinnacle of compassion.

I have promised myself to stop writing stories to heal others.  Instead, I want to write stories for my own enjoyment.  I guess this is because of 西瓜JUN.  Even when his fans weren't kind and yelled at him for singing certain songs, he still did what he wanted.  When I think about how strong he is, I also want to become that strong.

But I'm still very much a coward.  Someday, when I am brave, I will post on his Weibo account directly and tell him to stay strong, because if not for him my life would not be as happy today.  In other words, 西瓜JUN is the rainbow at the end of a terribly frightening thunderstorm.

By the way, if you haven't listened to his song [西瓜JUN]原创"她（Cyrena）" 我说是夏日限定就是夏日限定, please check it out.  The link is on his Weibo.  :)

Wishing everyone a happy day and thank you for reading.

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