I keep thinking of the Patronus Charm. The spell incantation, intent, and spell structure are all there. The only error I can think of is I didn't envision something coming forth to protect me. But neither book mentioned that.


I go through each step carefully before getting ready to give it another try. After saying expecto patronum, I envisioned a guardian coming to my aid. It ended the exact same way, a build-up of Magicka in my hand. I'm not done with this. It must be possible to cast it wandlessly. 

I just don't know what I'm missing.


It should be possible to reverse engineer the process for wandless after I cast it with a wand. I'm going to need a wand to teach at Hogwarts, and a wand is required for the animagus ritual. I just don't want to be dependent on a tool for any spell.


"Trixie," I called out for my tiny helper.


With a subtle pop, Trixie answered, "Master called for Trixie?"


"Yes, I did. Trixie, I need you to take me to Diagon Alley." I'm also going to check out Knockturn Alley for a book on Apparation and Portkeys. With them being controlled spells, I'll need fewer legal means to gain books on them.


While thinking of what to purchase today, Trixie hands me a dark overcoat. "Master should wear this. It will keep Master dry from the rain."


It's official, Trixie is the best. Slinging the coat on, I offer my hand to Trixie. "Thank you, Trixie. I would be lost without you."


The tips of her ears begin to rapidly twitch, and a look of pure joy fills the house elf's face. Taking my hand, we are pulled into a world of swirling lights and color.


A small crack and there is ground suddenly under my feet again. Looking around, Trixie apparated us to the end of Diagon Alley by The Leaky Cauldron.


A slight sprinkle of rain seems to be keeping the streets mostly empty. Thanking Trixie, I make my way to Ollivanders, one of the only wand shops in Britain.


Finding the wandmaker on the south side of Diagon Alley, I swiftly make my entrance. Closing the door behind me, I take my time to observe the little shop.


Shabby is the best word I can think of to describe the small shop. The entire building is rather narrow. The walls are lined with old and sometimes broken shelves. Each shelf, broken or not, is overfilled with small boxes. I assume wand boxes.


Overall, the shop appears rather sad and run-down.


A discreet Detect Life spell and I scan the shop for the owner. Off in a corner, appears to be a disillusioned man. I can't see him, but I trust the blue outline.


Staring at the head shaped outline, "Can we hurry this along? I have more shopping to do."


An old man with white hair and deep silvery eyes suddenly pops into existence. Canceling the Detect Life spell, I take a good look at the elderly man. With a messy head of hair and an old burgundy coat, he looked like a loon.


When I read the books, I never could trust this old creeper. I always felt he used Legilimens on customers and reported his findings to Dumbledore. No idea if that's true, but I still can't help but be suspicious.


With a raspy tone, "Welcome, I am Garrick Ollivander."


Ignoring edict, "Thank you. I need a wand and have heard you are the best wandmaker in Britain."


Lightly nodding his head, "Will this be your first wand, or are you looking for a second?"


I can't help myself. With a wide smile, I answer, "Yes."


Staring into his eyes, I feel the slightest brush of foreign energy. Garrick suddenly reels back and looks away. It would appear I was right.


My smile drops away after losing all humor from his attempted Legilimency attack. "If you are done, Mr. Ollivander, I would like to purchase a wand now?"


Lightly shaking his head, he begins to walk towards the back of the shop. "Of course. Let us begin."


As he's walking by a stumpy counter, he waves his hand over a yellow tape measure.
Mr. Ollivander continues to move towards a shelf in the back as the tape measure flies towards me. 

In no mood for games, I snatch the flying tape measure from the air. With a silent Finite, the tape measure goes limp.


Seeing that Mr. Ollivander hasn't even looked back, I simply throw the tape measure back on his counter. Probably a diversion to keep customers busy as he's searching for wands.


A moment later, Mr. Ollivander returns, carrying several wand boxes. Taking out a light-colored wand Mr. Ollivander faces me. "The wand chooses the wizard. You must clear your mind of any spell, and give the wand a wave. Now, try this one. Poplar and unicorn hair, twelve inches. Rigid. Good for Charms."


Taking hold of the wand, I avoid the thought of any spells. With a small wave of my hand, several red sparks fizzle out of the tip.


Snatching the wand from my hand, Mr. Ollivander hands me another. And another. And another.


Finally, waving the eighth wand, a shower of golden sparks shoot out. Mr. Ollivander curiously looks at the wand before looking back at me. "Thirteen and one-half inches. Ebony and dragon heartstring. Highly suited for martial spells and Transfiguration."


Looking back at the black wand, Mr. Ollivander continues, "Ebony wands are known for accepting masters that are capable of standing on their own. It seeks those individuals that possess the will to hold steadfast on their chosen path. One who is not likely to blinding conform to popular opinion."


"What do I owe you, Mr. Ollivander?" I cordially speak to the man. Regardless of my dislike for the fellow, he and Dumbledore are friends. I don't want the old creeper to poison my chances of becoming a professor at Hogwarts.


Returning from his thoughts, the elderly wand maker looks up at me, "That will be seven Galleons."


After paying for the wand, I slip the wand into my subspace unnoticed.


My next stop was Slug & Jiggers Apothecary. I purchased several mandrake leaves for the animagus ritual and two dozen Memory Potions. I also received confirmation my basilisk venom will be available for pick up in three days.


The light sprinkle has turned into full-on rain. I embrace the weather and directly make my way to Knockturn Alley. Besides, with a few spells, I'll be completely free of any raindrops.


Walking down the narrow and crooked alleyway, I take note of the shops I pass. Most names do not even hint as to what is sold inside, but a few are self-explanatory. There are shop signs that read Beard Trimming, Chimney Sweep Elf, and the Betting Shop.


That last one gives me an idea to help boost my resume for Hogwarts.


Putting that to the side, I arrive at my destination. Stepping into Borgin and Burkes, I cast on overpowered Drying Charm on myself.


Comfortably dry, I begin to look around the little shop of horrors. The gloomy atmosphere and the assortment of bones hanging about, remind me more of a necromancer's lair.


A tall standing cabinet catches my attention. The cabinet is made from a richly colored wood and tastefully edged with engravings. Opening the cabinet door, I peer inside. It's substantial enough for two adults to stand in comfortably.


"The Crushing Cabinet," states an oily male voice. "Anything placed inside will be crushed when the door is fully closed. Anything."


Turning towards the speaker, I see a matching image to the unctuous voice. With long stringy hair and crazed eyes, the man before me can only be described as shady.


Looking back at the cabinet, I'm now convinced this is the Vanishing Cabinet. The Hogwarts cabinet must already be damaged if this one is crushing things put inside. 

Keeping my voice light, I slowly state, "I could make use of this."


The oily voice excitedly speaks up, "I am willing to part with such an incredible item for... two-thousand galleons."


He's clearly inflating the price, but it's still worth it. Being able to jump in and out of Hogwarts undetected would provide me with an alibi. A Sling Ring can also do the same, but I like having options.


Giving the crooked vendor a bored look, I state, "You have priced it well above it's actual value."

The man merely shrugs his shoulders and gives me an ugly smile.

I glance at the cabinet a second time before turning back to the shopkeeper. I'm a bit annoyed he didn't try to haggle for the price, but I should have expected that from someone running a dark establishment. 

"I am looking for several books, not approved for distribution. Rituals, Portkeys, Apparation, and deadly duel techniques. Do you have any of those?"


A battle of greed and caution wage in the shopkeeper's eyes. "The Ministry has restricted those books due to the danger they pose..."


Interrupting the shopkeeper, I ask, "Do I look like I care what your Ministry wants?"


Greed suddenly overtakes the cautious look in his eyes. "No. No, you don't. Wait here. I'll retrieve the books you asked for," he replies before quickly vanishing in a back room.


I ready a ward spell and Blasting Curse just in case. If he wants trouble, I'll help him find it.


A few minutes later, the shopkeeper returns with an armload of books. As he sets them on the counter, I scan over the titles. 

There are a total of twelve books on the shop counter. Four of the books are on dueling and five books on rituals. The final three books are on Apparation, Portkeys, and Fiendfyre.


"Everything you asked for and more," the shopkeeper says in his unctuous voice.
I can't help but smile at this. "I'll take all of them and the cabinet as well."


The shopkeeper's eyes shine with hunger, and a yellow-teeth filled smile appears on his face. "That will be six-thousand galleons."


I'm not even angry at the outrageous price. Dropping the Galleons on the counter, the shopkeeper begins to rapidly gather them up before they can spill onto the floor. 


While he's distracted, I move all twelve books into my subspace.


As I'm walking out, I call out, "Take the cabinet to the manor."


There is a loud crack as an invisible Trixie leaves with the Vanishing Cabinet. Trixie truly is the best.


Having finished my shopping needs, I make my way out of Knockturn Alley. Unsure if the size of the cabinet tired Trixie out, I decided to give her a few minutes rest before I called her back.


By the time I reached The Leaky Cauldron, Trixie appeared beside me with a slight popping noise. "Perfect timing Trixie. Now, let's go home."


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Once back home, I turned an empty ballroom into a make-shift training area. With my ebony wand in hand, I begin to go through my daily spell routine.


After running through the spells, I began to experiment. The wand was not able to successfully cast any of the Skyrim spells.  But I was able to add more versatility to the Potter-verse spells.


The wand gave me a bit more control over the Hogwarts spells. I was able to overcharge spells with less Magicka than I ordinarily used wandlessly. Aiming was a bit easier as well.


Even with these benefits, I still didn't have a desire to use a wand for anything I didn't absolutely have to. It didn't make spell casting any faster, or the spells travel at higher speeds. A wand is simply a tool to assist. It's not necessary.


Finished with familiarizing myself with my wand, I get ready to attempt the Patronus Charm again. Carefully going through every step, I embrace my selected memory. 

Raising my wand, I clearly state, "Expecto patronum."


I feel my Magicka race down my arm, but halts at my hand. The Magicka doesn't leave my body.


Failure.


I spend the next hour failing at every attempt I make. Even changing memories ended in failure.


Disregarding the Potter-verse way of casting magic, I store my wand in my subspace. 

Sitting down, I begin to analyze everything from a new angle. The spell may be failing because I don't have a guardian to call forth.


Expecto patronum translates to 'I await a guardian'. My very soul is that of a dragon. I don't have a spirit animal to call out...


Maybe I don't need to call out for a spirit animal? Maybe, I can call for something else? That might just work.


The Dovah word for a guardian is 'vahlok'. To come forward is 'bo amativ'.


I don't know if this will be a spell or a shout, but it's time to test it. For an added boost, I cast the Calming Charm on myself. That should give me a blank slate to work with.


Diving back into my memory actually brings forth feelings of love and joy. There is real happiness moving within me. I imagine that love taking a physical form to come out and protect me.


Raising my hand, I concentrate on my desire before commanding, "Bo amativ vahlok!"


An enormous power rushes down my arm and bursts from my hand. A gigantic, corporeal dragon fills the room with a dazzling milky light.


Standing at the same height as Alduin, the monstrous Patronus is furiously looking about the ballroom. Not finding any danger, the spike filled ancient dragon circles around me protectively, constantly scanning about for threats.


I'm rendered speechless. Forced to look up at my guardian, I try to take everything in. The crystal white ancient dragon is absolutely beautiful. Love and happiness seem to be wrapping around me in tangible waves. Whether the feelings are coming from my success, or the Patronus doesn't matter.


This is simply amazing. I doubt I could use this to send messages like other wizards, but I don't doubt it's power against a dementor.


Reluctantly releasing the Patronus, I'm feeling absolutely giddy. It doesn't look like I need a wand after all. I just need to use the dovah language for spells involving my spirit or soul.


With a sudden bit of curiosity, I decided to test a theory. Using a basic magic structure, I point my hand to the table and command, "Ruvaak."


A black beam streaks our of my hand and strikes the tabletop. A large black raven quickly takes form. The raven seems to look around for a bit, before launching off the table.


Watching the raven's flight, I can't help but whisper, "This is so overpowered."

A man pulled into the multiverse by a cosmic being, and made into the physical form of his Skyrim character.

Sent into a crossover universe of Harry Potter and the MCU, follow along as the newly formed Breton tries to gain the power to break free of the cosmic being.

*Disclaimer*
I do not own the rights to MCU, Harry Potter, or Skyrim. I own nothing.

In the middle of the night in the kabuki district, Hiroto, Gin, Shinpachi, and Kagura were currently inside of Otose's pub, also known as Snack Otose.

"Can't your mouth say anything other than "wait on the rent"?" Otose's loud yelling could be heard from inside of the bar, as she stood in front of Gin and Hiroto, who were sitting down in one of the booths.

"I'm sick and tired of hearing that. At least once in a while, couldn't you say, "advance payment," or "Thank you," or "you're looking beautiful as usual." You're both so inconsiderate." Otose reprimanded.

Gin then said, "If all I have to do is say it, I'll say it all you want." His face scrunched up. "It's just "you're looking beautiful… as usual." I can't do it. My mouth is saying "No, no, no!" "

"Come on, Otose. I already paid the rent before anyways." Hiroto said, eating from a bowl of fries.

"That was for the rent that you missed out! I'm talking about this month's rent!" Otose shouted. "Didn't you just complete a job? Where did all your money go?"

Hiroto, Gin, and Shinpachi turned to look at Kagura at the bar table, eating from a rice bowl with a large mountain of rice piled onto it.

"It's like she has a black hole inside of her," Hiroto complained.

"All that you two know is how to complain with that mouth of yours! Should I sew it shut for you?" Otose said, planting her foot on the low table.

"Go away! My mouth is for strawberry milk and chocolate parfaits." Gin said.

"I have a duty to keep the french fry economy in check," Hiroto said, eating.

"If you have time to drink baby stuff and eat that unhealthy food, then cough up some of the rent you owe!" Otose yelled, stretching her hand out.

Gin turned away and said, "My life is more important than rent." 

"Ugh, you're both idiots. Idiots with "stupid" on top for good measure!" Otose shouted. "I'll add "shitty" too if you like. You shitty stupid idiot!"

"Oi! What did you say you damn hag!" Hiroto yelled out, standing up.

"Oh yeah! It takes one to know one, you know!" Gin shouted back. "Idiot, idiot, idiot."

"Hag, hag, hag," Hiroto repeated.

Otose said. "It's not just your taste buds. Are both your brains at the level of a preschooler, too?" 

*tap tap*

"Huh?" Otose turned around when she felt someone tapping her shoulder, seeing Kagura looking at her.

"Extra helping?" Kagura asked.

"You damn black hole! Stop eating already!!" Hiroto shouted.

"Stop drinking your rice!" Gin yelled out.

"This ain't no lunch counter, you get me?!" Otose cried out.

"You're bleeding us dry with the amount of food you eat that could last us a whole month!" Hiroto yelled, waving his hands.

"For a while now, you haven't been eating your rice, you've been drinking it!" Gin yelled.

"Give me back my french fries!!" Hiroto yelled out.

"This is a place for creepy old men to simultaneously drink themselves sick and indulge their sick minds," Otose shouted out. "A "Snack" house, if you catch my meaning!

"A meal isn't a sport!" Gin shouted.

Kagura replied back nonchalantly, "If you put charcoal inside and cook it, the chlorine smell goes away. It's a pearl of wisdom from my grandmother."

Otose clicked her tongue and turned away. "Are you trying to suck up to me? In a roundabout way, you're saying it doesn't taste good."

Kagura turned and walked back to the bar counter.

"She's gonna eat up the whole town at this rate," Hiroto said, shaking his head.

Gin said, "Normally, the sound you make when you eat rice is pakupaku, but in your case…"
"Oh!" Shinpachi shouted, startling Gin and Hiroto.

"You fool!" Gin shouted, reaching his hand out, "The most expensive thing here is not the smile that seals a lie. It's those dried garnishes!"

"Stop!" Hiroto shouted, running towards Kagura and trying to pry her off the bowl of garnishes.

*gulp gulp*

Kagura tipped the whole forward into her mouth, practically drinking the bowl of dried garnishes.

Both Hiroto and Gin had sullen faces, as they thought about the price tag on it.

"I'll add it separately to your rent," Otose commented, walking away.

"N-No way…" Shinpachi mindlessly said, staring at Kagura devouring the garnishes.

"For guys who can't wipe their own backsides helping other people is ludicrous." Otose casually said, taking a cigarette out of her sleeve.

"I could never reach around back there." Gin said, turning to Otose, "You could at least leave a little for us."

"Yeah, didn't we fix your VHS tape before?" Hiroto said, leaning on the bar counter.

"I didn't mean it literally," Otose said, sitting on the couch and smoking.

*thud*

"Dried foods make me thirsty." Kagura said happily, "Oolong tea, please."

"Yes." A female voice responded.

"Oi! Why drink oolong tea here when you can get it at the supermarket in a plastic bottle for 358 yen?!!" Shinpachi shouted, pointing towards Kagura with a giant mug full of oolong tea and drinking it all.

"That's outrageous as some rich guy who burns a wad of bills in the foyer looking for his shoes!" Shinpachi shouted, turning towards Hiroto and Gin. "Do something about her!"

"What can we do?" Hiroto said, walking over to sit on the couch.

"But at this rate, all the money in the world isn't going to be enough!" Shinpachi continued. "Well, not that we ever had any."

"Yeah, you're right." Gin mindlessly said.

"We could work honest jobs!" Shinpachi shouted at Gin.

"Yeah." Gin casually said, picking his nose.

"Or we could seriously walk out on our bills!" Shinpachi continued.

"Yeah." Gin said.

"At this point, I'm desperate!" Shinpachi said, clenching his fist.

"Didn't I already pay you guys?" Hiroto said, finishing his fries.

"Yeah, but it was only 500 yen!" Shinpachi shouted out.

"Hey, that's a lot of money for kids like you," Hiroto said, shrugging.

"That's nowhere near enough of what we should actually be getting!" Shinpachi shouted, running towards Hiroto.

*thunk*

Gin stuck his finger into Shinpachi's nose, stopping him.

"Calm down." Gin said.

"Gn!" Shinpachi muttered, swatting Gin's hand away.

"How apathetic can you both be?! You can't even decide to run away, much less have the courage to stand up to something! The stress of modern education without a father is showing up here!" Shinpachi said, looking at Gin and Hiroto.

"Hey, I'll have you know I was educated." Hiroto retorted.

"Aw, shut up!" Gin said, "Once you've come of age, it isn't your parents' fault anymore. Do something about it yourself."

"You haven't done anything about the rent!" Shinpachi shouted.

*thud*

A metal can hit the side of his head, as Kagura rubbed her stomach and said, "Pipe down." She then yawned and laid down on the couch next to Hiroto. "Even if your parents die, you still have to eat and rest."

"Tsk, that's all you do these days," Hiroto said, clicking his tongue and flicking her forehead.

"Good grief," Otose said.

"Blood! Blood!" Shinpachi shouted, looking at his hand covered in blood. "Blood!!"

A hand stretched out to him with a wrapped towel in hand. "Uh… are you alright?"

"Eh?" Shinpachi muttered, looking up and seeing a woman with brown and a rather big nose and lips. She had tanned skin, and on her head were a set of cat ears. "Press on it with this."

"Ara? I haven't seen your face before. You new here?" Gin said, leaning back.

"Yes. I've been working here from a while back. I'm Catherine." The woman, Catherine, replied.

"Eh, an Amanto, huh?" Hiroto commented.

"She came to Earth to make some money. She works hard to send money back home." Otose said, walking forward.

"Pleased to meetchu." Catherine replied.

"She's good with the customers, and does a good job." Otose complimented.

"It's no big deal at all," Catherine said, covering her mouth.

"That's impressive." Gin said, stroking his chin. "And she has a sense of humor. Someone around here has absolutely no talent for humor." Gin sneakily looked towards Shinpachi.

"Hmm, that's quite commendable," Hiroto said, glancing at her for a moment and looking away towards Kagura. "This one just lives only to satisfy her hunger." He poked her sleeping face.

"Mmm, I can't eat anymore," Kagura mumbled in her sleep.

"Of course not." Everyone in the room replied.

"Well, there may be difficult moments, tough moments, and unbearable moments, but hang in there." Gin said, walking towards the exit with Hiroto following.

Hiroto turned to Catherine and said, "Keep up the good job, make sure you don't get into trouble around here." 

"Thank you very much, I will make sure to be careful," Catherine replied.

"You might think things are difficult now, but in the future, it's gonna get a lot worse." Gin said.

Hiroto nodded and said, "Make sure you prepare for every possibility. If you keep that in mind, you can endure anything."

"What are you two, genuine masochists?!" Shinpachi yelled out.

"It's life advice. This town can be quite treacherous and scary at times." Hiroto said. "You need to make sure you don't have your backs to the wall if you want to live here peacefully." Hiroto secretly glanced at Otose.

"Eh?! What are you looking at me for!" Otose shouted.

"Nothing! No one would want to look at you!" Hiroto shouted, flinging Kagura over his shoulder and running out, "Later!"

"Oi! Pay your tab!" Otose shouted, looking towards Gin who also booked it out of the bar.


Sano Hiroto, a man with no real dreams or goals in life. He spends his time at the Yorozuya with Gin, Kagura, and Glasses boy. As the Co-Founder of the Yorozuya, follow Hiroto as he stumbles his way through everyday life alongside his longtime friend Gin, and the other 2 Kagura and Glasses Boy.

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Copyright stuff for Gintama belongs to the creator blah blah blah, all that usual stuff. Except for my original character.

Now that's out of the way, let me explain what this FanFic is. It's basically just me being bored and decided to write something based in the Gintama world. All of this is purely for my entertainment, and yours if you choose to follow along. (mainly still mine haha)

The Story with following Hiroto as he performs odd jobs around the Kabuki district while having encounters with characters from that world.

This will sorta and sorta not follow canon. Some events will playout for the sake of plot, but other elements shall be disrupted and changed for the sake of a FanFic. 

Also, before you guys complain, this is gonna be mainly comedy since the original is one as well. There will still be action, tragedy, drama, but mainly comedy.

The cover image above is my own, so if you want to use it feel free.

It was the day of the GH Mobile's building dedication ceremony for its new factory in Jiksan Town, Cheonan City.
There were about 100 plastic chairs placed in the factory yard and a stage in the front for the speakers. In the back of those seats, food was being prepared in a buffet style. Several chefs in a white chef uniform with a chef hat were busy preparing food. They were from a professional catering service provider. They brought a huge truck with folding tables and green table cloths.
GH Mobile's major customers attended the opening ceremony including the vice president of S Group and some other directors and managers from other companies. Vendors also sent their personnel to the building dedication ceremony. President Young-Sik Park from YS Tech was seen at the ceremony with several tens of other vendors. The branch manager of the major bank was there too, and government officials from Small and Medium Business Promotion Center and Chamber of commerce & Industry, and other business-related departments' officers in the Chungnam province attended the opening. The invitation letters were sent to the city mayor of Cheonan City and the town mayor of Jiksan Town, but they couldn't come because of their prior engagement; they instead sent a manager to the ceremony. GH Mobile also invited the chief of police; however, they sent a patrol car instead and they performed traffic control one hour before the ceremony started. The chairman of the Senior Citizen Association also came to the ceremony, even though no one invited him.
 
The general affairs manager who was leading the building dedication ceremony announced that the ceremony would soon start.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, we will now start our building dedication ceremony. We will start with GH Mobile's President, Gun-Ho Goo's introduction."
Gun-Ho came forward to the stage for his speech. He was wearing a suit with a flower in his breast pocket. Gun-Ho took out a piece of paper that he prepared for the speech and read it.
"Next, our Director Hyeong-Sik Yoon who has been in charge of the construction will give the report about the Jiksan factory."
Director Yoon was wearing a GH Mobile uniform. He made a report on the size of the factory, the duration of the construction, and the cost incurred, and etc.
 
They then had a tape cutting ceremony. Gun-Ho was standing in the middle wearing white gloves with a flower on his chest. The vice president of S Group participated in the tape cutting ceremony as the representative of the customer companies. President Young-Sik Park from YS Tech also joined the ceremony representing vendors. Then Chairman Lee and President Jeong-Sook Shin from GH Media joined them. The plant manager and Director Yoon were standing at the end of the line.
 
The general affairs manager distributed white gloves and scissors to them who would be participating in the tape cutting ceremony. Once the general affairs manager gave a sign, they cut the table with a smile. Journalists from local newspapers started taking pictures. The general affairs manager also took pictures.
 
After the tape cutting ceremony, the vice president of S Group approached Gun-Ho and extended his hand to Gun-Ho for a handshake.
"President Goo, congratulations. I am very delighted that our new products' parts will be manufactured in this marvelous factory."
"I appreciate your help and support, sir."
Chairman Lee also quietly offered his hand to Gun-Ho for a handshake. Manager Kang who came with Chairman Lee was smiling while standing behind Chairman Lee.
"You did a great job, President Goo."
"Thank you, sir. Thank you for coming. It's really good to see you too, Manager Kang."
YS Tech's president—Young-Sik Park also came to Gun-Ho to congratulate him.
"You have done a great job. I am so proud of you."
"Thank you, sir. I appreciate your support."
 
President Jeong-Soo Shin of GH Media came to Gun-Ho as well; she was carrying flowers. She was the only female at this grand opening ceremony.
"Congratulations."
"Haha, you brought me flowers."
"Not just flowers, but I've reviewed those two books that you recommended the other day. One of those two books looks good. 'Tactics of two groups' will do the work."
"What do you mean?"
"Its first edition can possibly be sold out. It won't hit a jackpot though, but we will be able to sell the second and third round."
"Haha, really? I will follow your decision on it."
"This factory is enormous and majestic. I feel so proud that GH Media is a part of GH Mobile. Hahaha."
"Thank you."
Gun-Ho was so busy with greeting, thanking, and talking with a lot of people that day.
The general affairs manager who was leading the ceremony spoke on the microphone,
"Ladies and gentlemen, we have food and beverage prepared for you behind the seating area. Also, all doors of the factory are now open to you; you can go ahead and have a tour after having your food."
Some people enjoyed the food while some people entered the factory to see the inside before having their food.
"Oh, this area is going to be a company cafeteria. It's huge. It will be really nice to work at a company like this."
"Did you see the bathroom? It's so clean and luxurious. It has a granite countertop like a hotel's."
 
The moving to the new factory hadn't completed yet, but there were two extruding machines from Germany already installed at the new factory; they were producing new products.
"Look at that. Those machines are manufacturing products."
"Two machines are working now. I guess they placed those machines here to show the guests of the opening ceremony."
"That's right. It's so interesting to see the products being manufactured in front of me."
People watched products coming out of the machines and some of them took pictures with their smartphones.
 
Gun-Ho was sitting at a table to have food; he was surrounded by a lot of people. They were talking and laughing while having food. Even on this occasion, people didn't forget to do their business. Some made new connections and expanded their business network at the table while having their meal. They exchanged business cards to each other.
Gun-Ho saw Chairman Lee taking phone calls constantly. He asked Chairman Lee.
"Sir, why don't you come over here and sit with me? And have some fruits. Oh, Manager Kang, please come and join me."
When Chairman Lee got off the phone, he came to Gun-Ho.
"I guess you are busy today since you constantly have to take calls. Please have some food and enjoy the time with me."
Gun-Ho took a fruit plate to Chairman Lee and placed on the table in front of him.
At that moment, Chairman Lee's phone started ringing again.
"Oh, I have to take this."
Chairman picked up the phone.
"Well, I can't find anyone who can buy a building that big. Haha."
Chairman picked up a piece of apple and then put it back down on the plate as he continued to talk on the phone.
"I used to be a big player, you are right. But I am not anymore. My son is running the factory in Ansan City, and I don't get involved in that business anymore. Chairman Park, you kept that huge building for too long. You quit drinking, right? And that probably makes your life boring. Since you can't freely walk, you can't go fishing like I do either."
Gun-Ho who was sitting next to Chairman Lee couldn't avoid overhearing the phone conversation that Chairman Lee was having. Chairman Lee continued to talk on the phone.
"Stop thinking about what others would think about you, and just put that building on the market. What? Your children will then find out? Hmm. Having so many children is sometimes burdensome. I am in a building dedication ceremony right now; I will talk to you later once I go back to Seoul."

This is the story of a poor young man whose poverty even shreds apart their family willing to climb his way through society and into the top. A very realistic novel that moves away from fantasy and sci-fi and focuses solely on the issues of society and life.

looking down at the red stains on my jeans,as I feel the blood rushing to my head,tears streaming down my face.Its the same douche bag from earlier again,his chest is rock solid when I collided with him and now I think I got a broken nose.


"ahhh"I squinshed in pain as the blood keep coming down.Why am I so unlucky today? this is the worst day of my life.

"Holy sh*t are you okay?!" the guy in front of me drop to his knees handing me a tissue,which I grabbed from his hands angrily.


"do I look ok?" I asked him in a plain tone pointing towards my nose.the guards came rushing out of the building following by the man from earlier.



****2hours later****


I was taken to the closes hospital to fix my nose which the doctor claimed is not broken.Now I was home,laying on my bed staring at the ceiling.The finals were around the block and I have to pass not that i don't have good grades and stuff.


A call from downstairs interrupted my thought,i let out a long sigh before going downstairs.My mom had already made dinner and was setting the table when I entered the kitchen.She looked up and gasp as she walks towards me eyeing my nose that had a stupid piece of white tape on it.


"did you get into a fight? who started it? what did your uncle say about this?" she reels out in one breathe still examining my nose.I sigh for what feels like the hundredth time for today as her hands drop to her side.

"mom" I said putting my hands on her shoulder "its ok the doctor said it was just a minor injury,i walked into the door today at school." I said not wanting to tell her or make her worry about what I encountered today.she's getting old and with bills to pay and rent I had to get a part-time job at a pizza place down town.



"oh that's good then,now have something to eat" she gestured towards the small table for two inside the kitchen.throughout dinner I was being persuaded that if I study I can get better grades and get into a  better college.





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well here's a new update for all you guys that follow this book.thanks for reading.

my friend be nagging me about using the 'author note' instead of doing this but I like it this way.

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On the seventh day of the New Era - exactly one week after his birthday - Li Yang witnessed a miracle upon waking up.

He had slept very well, and slept in late. Having a full belly and a hiber bed to sleep on proved to be a very sleep-inducing combination. That morning, he opened his eyes when it was already nearing noon, although his room was still in semi-darkness. Li Yang kept the curtains on all the windows tightly drawn at all times. He didn't want rooftop gunmen taking potshots at him because they'd spotted him through the window.

As he lay there, staring at the dim ceiling, the ceiling light suddenly came into life. It shone for just a couple of seconds. Then there was a loud pop, and the light went out.

Li Yang got up and examined the light switch by the door. He had left it on! He switched it off and on a few times, but nothing happened. The light bulb was dead.

He got dressed and spent the next few minutes going into all the rooms in the apartment, using the keys he'd got from the cops that had come to tell him Rose Fogerty was dead. He'd decided that he'd keep the landlady's keys. He was the only tenant left in the apartment. No one could accuse him of anything.

Li Yang switched on the ceiling light in every room in the apartment. The result was always the same:  a couple of seconds of light followed by a pop as another light bulb went dead.

He took a fresh pail of water from the bathtub in the communal bathroom, and returned to his room to make himself some food. But the stink in the bathroom had killed his appetite. He had defecated into the toilet there the previous day forgetting that there's no water in the toilet tank.

After a short hesitation, he'd poured some water into the tank and flushed the toilet. But one small turd persisted in remaining afloat on the surface, and after he'd wasted another tankful of water he just put down the lid on it. The lid didn't fit the seat too well, so the smell from the toilet bowl spread.

He wondered why his shit stank so badly. Had he been poisoned by his contact with the cube? The documentation he'd read didn't mention that possibility, and it was pretty thorough. So thorough that he knew he'd missed a lot of things even though he'd read everything on the scroll.

But before he could reach for the scroll to scan it for mentions of poison and illness, he realized why his shit stank. He was eating a lot of protein. He hadn't eaten that much meat and eggs ever before. He had been pigging out full time on all the stolen food, since it was bound to go bad anyway without refrigeration.

He had stopped thinking about it and was just relaxing on the bed next to the silvery mat when he heard something move above his head.

He stared at the ceiling: he was sure the sound had come from the floor above. Then he heard it again, a soft clatter as if someone had dropped something on the floor.

The thing was, the floor above was unoccupied. Li Yang's building was a relict of another era. It should have been torn down a long time ago. A leaking roof and cracked water pipes had made the upper two floors unsuitable for habitation. Things were so bad up there that the city building inspector had sadly refused the bribe offered by the building's owner, and declared the top two floors off limits for human habitation.

But there was someone up there, Li Yang could hear it. Someone in the apartment, the room immediately above his own.

He got up and got the revolver from under the bed mattress. It still had only three cartridges in the drum. Li Yang spun it until the first of the three cartridges was lined up with the barrel. Holding the gun in his hand, he opened the front door and peeked out into the staircase.

He stood motionless in the open doorway for a couple of minutes, listening hard. Nothing and no one was moving on the staircase.

He quickly went back to his room and put on a an extra pair of socks, sprinkling their soles with water so that they wouldn't slide. Then he crept out of the apartment and up the staircase to the floor above.

There was an official tape strung across the top of the stairs. Black letters on a bright yellow background repeated the message: Do Not Cross. Do Not Cross. Do Not Cross.

Li Yang bent his back and slipped under the tape. He stepped onto the landing and stood still, listening, the gun's butt getting warm in his hand. Nothing stirred, nothing moved.

He stepped softly across the landing and into the hallway that led to two apartments. The one on the left was directly above his own. He put his ear to the door and immediately thought he'd heard something. But it was followed by total silence, dead silence that dragged out every second into ten.

He put his hand on the door handle. The round metal knob was very cold. But it warmed quickly under his fingers, and it awakened an instinct: he tried to turn it.

It turned. The door opened a crack. It had been left unlocked.

He stood still, listening. More silence. He pushed the door open wider with the muzzle of his gun and looked inside.

The hallway was an exact copy of the hallway in his apartment, with doors leading to rooms on both sides. The second door on the left led to the room above his own.

It was the only door that was open, throwing a shaft of pale light over the hallway runner.

Li Yang crept into the dark hallway. His shoeless feet were silent on the threadbare hallway runner. He held his half-raised gun in both hands. his left hand cupping the butt. His thumb was on the hammer of the revolver.

A sound made him freeze just a couple of steps from the open doorway.

It was the sound of a sob.

He crept forward until his body was next to the open doorway. Then he slid an eye and the barrel of his gun around the door jamb.

Charlene Lee was sitting on a bed that was directly above Li Yang's bed. She sat sideways to him, and she was holding her face in her hands. A couple of rings on her fingers caught the light, and she was dressed in what looked like a very expensive fur coat. She didn't look as if she could have anything to cry about.

But she was crying, there was no doubt about it. As Li Yang looked on, her shoulders shook and another sob escaped through her hands.

He dropped the gun to his side. After a short hesitation, he flipped the safety to on, and put the gun into his left pant pocket. The butt stuck out, but maybe that wasn't bad. He stepped into the room and said:

"Charlene."

She screamed before she looked at him. She recognized him right away, even though he'd grimaced horribly at the scream.

"Li Yang!"
"Yes. It's me. I heard you moving around from downstairs. What are you doing here, Charlene? And why are you crying?"

It was the wrong thing to say: she started sobbing again. Li Yang waited for a dozen heartbeats. Then he said:
"Charlene. Let's go downstairs. We shouldn't be up here."

She stopped sobbing and said:

"I can't go downstairs. I owe Rose last month's rent. I promised I'd pay for both December and January right at the beginning of the year. I don't have the money. I don't have almost any money! And Harper is in jail."
"What?"
"It's... It's a long story. And complicated."
"I'll be glad to listen."
She glanced at him suspiciously. Then she said:

"When the storm broke, we were visiting Harper's friend. So we stayed there. And then trouble started and when it went on and on and there was no electricity we, we... It looked safe enough outside in spite of the shooting, there was a lot of people were on the street, many going home loaded with stuff. So we went along to pick up something, we were getting short of food. And Harper and his friend got caught. The cops arrived soon after we'd gone into this store. We didn't hear them coming, they were on bicycles. They arrested Harper and they arrested Bobby, his friend. I was so lucky. They ran in right past me. Maybe they didn't grab me because I wasn't carrying anything. I just had this coat on and some jewelry and that was it."
"It's a very nice coat."
"You like it?"
"Yes. It looks very expensive."
"It's not. It's fake fur. But it ain't inexpensive either."
"I've got good news for you, Charlene."
"What? Fuck! Tell me. I really can use some good news."
"I'm sorry. I should have said I have both good news and bad news."
"I knew it. I knew it! Give me the bad news first, asshole."
"Miz Fogerty is dead. The landlady. She's dead. So she won't be after you for the rent. That's the good news."
"Is this really true? You're not fucking me around?"
"It's gospel truth," said Li Yang, purposefully using the phrase he'd sometimes heard Harper Lee use. He added:
"Let's go downstairs. You don't need to stay here. Don't worry, I'll do my best to protect you."

Charlene Lee looked at him sharply. She seemed to make her mind up about something.

"Okay," she said, getting up. "Can you help me out? I've got some stuff under the bed."

She looked at him and noticed the small revolver's butt sticking out of his pants pocket. She said:

"Is that a gun in your pocket, or are you just glad to see me?"

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SYNOPSIS

It is January 2nd, 2035. In New York, leaders of all the world's nations are assembling to agree on a plan to save the dying planet: Earth.

Before they can agree on anything, disaster strikes. An electromagnetic storm destroys the global power grid, and cuts communications. Billions of people die.

But as soon as the storm dies down, millions of mysterious, glowing cubes appear all over the globe. The cubes contain tools that will let humans colonize a new planet: a bigger, richer version of Earth.

The newly formed Colonial Council, which answers to the United Nations, has one goal: to ease the crisis on Earth by transfers of goods and resources from the New World.

Millions of new colonizers rush to the New World, united by a common purpose: to turn their dreams into reality.

Some dream of getting rich by trading New World goods. Some dream of conquest, and building an empire. Some dream of peace, adoration, and love.

Some will succeed, and others will fail.

But fortune always favors the brave.

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Chapter 7 – Secret Room in the Martial Library

 Ran is living at the inn for this whole year, because his hometown, the household of Ximen is located near the border of crome city. The main business of his household is farming, and the border of crome city is the perfect place to grow crops.
He needs to attend at the Crome Academy Institute as a student, that's why it's necessary to live in the inn for now.
Ran abruptly wake up by a sudden pain in his left eye, the eye is beating like his heart, every beat is like a needle piercing his eye. When he tried to open it, every object became transparent. Every move of his surroundings is like in slow motion. He can even see some particles of the air.
When he looks at his window, he can clearly see the people walking by, but everyone is just made of bones, and internal organs, no cloth, and no skin. 
The red glow on his left eye pupil is getting brighter and brighter.
 'ohhhhh no.. I have to increase my cultivation immediately! Or else my left eye will slowly kill me!, my body is too powerless to handle its power. Tskkkk this is not even its power, it's nothing, but my body reacted immediately just for this tskk, im too weak!'
When the pain subsides, he immediately gets up, and makes his way at the Martial Arts Library.
'Sorry Pao Lu and Jun De, I'll go first to the library without waiting you two. Since our schedule will be tomorrow, then I can still go without a problem, first thing first, I need to increase my cultivation!
Ran quickly moves forward to the library.
Martial Arts Library of chrome city was an important ground for everyone, and heavily guarded every day, it had collections of different martial skills gathered and preserved over unknown years. They were used to help those of later generations, hoping to raise a genius, and to keep the city in power.
Ran before ascending the heaven was always in the library every time. He loves to read book, to explore everyplace he didn't know, and to cultivate his power to the peak. 
'Back before leaving chrome city, I discover a secret room in the first floor of the library, and got my first treasure. After getting benefits from it, I intentionally leave it just like before I discovered it. Hoping for another genius to change his destiny, never to imagine I'll come back again for this treasure. 
Before I didn't fully utilize the treasure, because of lack of knowledge, and I admit, I have slight regret at the time, but now…'
Looking at the library Ran started to enter at the first floor by paying his rent fee. He rent 5 hours and paid 100 Saint coins
Rent fee depends on the time of your rental. If you rent for 30mins you can pay 10 saint coins (the name of the money circulating at the city), if you rent for an hour then you will pay double. Nobody can take out the book; instead they are obligated to read the book inside the library. This is all for security reason, the lord of the city values this library too much.
In the first floor there was a large quantity of martial arts, but most of them were low ranked, with a few middle ranked martial book.

The second floor apparently had the city's secret and traditional techniques. Most of them were of mid rank, there were even some few high ranked martial books there! However, to enter the second floor one needed one to be at least at the Silver Fourth Rank Saint Spiritualist 
And the third floor was just a rumor, as it had never been publicly opened…
Ran stood at one of the bookshelf near the corner of the first floor of the library, then after examining his surrounding making sure no one is close to him. Ran slide one of the book tilted, then the another book, then again another book. All of this books is very old but beautifully maintained, no one wants to read it, because nobody can understand the language use to create the book.
Before, Ran curiosity, make him discover a secret room using this method.
 Then he slowly move backward not minding the wall at all. 
When his body touch the wall, he immediately disappeared like there's no wall at all. Then the book that was tilted back to normal on their own.

"Do you want the art books in your room or your office?" My best friend Lola said from the kitchen,  " my office please!" I shouted from the bedroom,  I couldn't stop thinking about london, she was so tall and tan her freckles were scared around her face- my thinking was cut short by my friend entering the room "when's your mom gonna drop of your dog?" she asked putting down the box of dog toys "actually I don't know,  but I do know we need sticky tape I'll go to the shop" I said hoping I will run in to London again.  I ran down the stairs to see her talking to a girl younger than her,  she waved me over "osama over here"she said with a wide grin. "hey what's up. " I said tilting my head "nothing much " she said as the girl walked away " hey wanna grab coffee sometime" she continued. "I um sure here's my number text me date and time " I said handing her a slip of paper. I walked to the shop and got sticky tape ( it was way cheaper than I thought it would be ) and when got home I was greeted with my friend glaring me in the eyes,  "my Beastie got asked out" she chanted skipping around my room I gestured her to be quiet and stuck my poster on the walls.

My family owned a grocery and hardware store in a small eastern Kentucky coal mining town in the 1960s. I worked in the store during my high school years, so I knew just about everybody in town.
My family consisted of my father and mother, a sister, Julie who was two years older than I was, and a younger brother Sammy. Because I my speech sounded feminine, I was bullied by some of the men in town. Needless to say, it hurt when they called me queer because I certainly was not.

I spent a lot of time trying to find a way to get revenge. One of the salesmen who visited our store heard the bullying from one of the guys and told me "you should fuck that guy's wife—that would shut him up." He told me he would bring me some books the next trip he made to town.

True to his word, he brought some books, mostly porn. One in particular interested me. It told a story of how a young man was bullied by a man in town and how the young man sought revenge. The book gave explicit details of how the young man accomplished this. It went into detail on how to please a woman by eating her pussy and then fucking her. It also included raping the wife and hiding the identity of the young man. The book was full of details of how to fulfill a woman, even in ****. This was the answer I had been looking for. The final chapter, and final insult to the bully, was to impregnate his wife.

To put my plan into action I began a journal to mark when the women in town had their periods. Since I worked in the store, I knew when they would buy sanitary napkins, so I could figure when their fertile periods were—this would be when I would put my plan into action.

A few days later a big miner named Harvey came in the store and yelled "hey fag boy, get me a pouch of tobacco." I knew then he was going to be first in my plan. His wife, Vivian, was a big woman, about 5'7" and 160 pounds and about 30 years old. I knew I would have go get her while she was asleep and fasten her arms to the bed posts so she could not fight me.

I checked my journal and saw that in two days she would be ovulating. Harvey was working night shift , so it was perfect. In our town, nobody locked their doors, so at about 2 a.m. I sneaked into Vivian's bedroom. She was snoring, and was sleeping naked on top of the covers. I quickly covered her mouth with tape and tied her arms to the bed as she awoke. She was squirming all over the bed and her body and legs were flailing as I bent over and kissed one of her ample tits. She was making noises through her taped mouth, as I kissed the other tit—then I began to kiss her stomach.

As I moved down her stomach to her belly button, she suddenly went very still. I stuck my tongue in her navel and she arched her belly a little. I then moved down to the top of her unshaved mound. I put my lips on her pussy and blew hot air—she moaned. I kissed the inside of her thigh and she spread her legs. I kissed down her thigh and then started to come back up her thigh, darting my tongue in and out on her thigh. Now she was moving, trying to get her pussy near my tongue. I moved back to her stomach, and kissed her navel again—she was bucking, and trying to get her big frame to move so that her pussy was under my tongue.

I moved back down, and kissed her pussy lips, and then took her clit in my mouth. I sucked it only a few seconds until she came. I then moved back to her tits, and removed the tape from her mouth-- she said "I don't know who you are, but you are fantastic" and I began to kiss her. Then I moved back to her pussy and we got in 69 position and she took my cock in her mouth. I kissed and sucked her clit to another climax, and I was about to unload my cum I moved and straddled her, putting my cock at the mouth of her pussy as we french kissed. She raised her pussy to my cock and I rammed it in and in short order I shot a huge load of cum deep into her soaking pussy—I was a virgin no more.
I removed my cock from her cunt and shoved it Vivian's mouth until I was hard again—then once again I moved to stick my rod into Harvey's pussy. This time Vivian was like an animal, raising up to meet my cock as it drove deep into her. The slapping of flesh, especially that of mine on another man's wife, excited me so that I began to load stream after stream of seed into Vivian.

I fucked Vivian four times that morning, one of the benefits of being a teenager is that your cock renews quickly.

At the end of our session, Vivian was cleaning up and said "I should report you to the sheriff, but if I did report that I was raped, Harvey would leave me. He is so jealous. Another thing, I am sure you have knocked me up as this is my fertile period. I just hope the baby looks like me and not you, whoever you are. And something else, you have got to be a young man, to have fucked me so many times. I must confess, I did enjoy the pussy eating, and being fucked. But please, do not come back as Harvey might find out."


The next day Vivian came to the store and Mom said to her, "Viv, you look tired. Did Harv work you over this morning?" Vivian smiled at Mom and said I had a wild dream last night. I will tell you about it later.

Vivian had a baby boy nine months later and Harvey was so proud.

The evening shift of miners came into the store to buy some drinks and one of them, Dave, who had a cute little wife named Alisha, said to me, "Hey little queer buddy, when are you going to get a real job in the mines so we can ream your ass hole?" I thought to myself, "o.k. Dave, Alisha is going to get raped before the month is over."

I checked my journal and found Alisha's fertile time. Since Dave worked the day shift, this was not going to be as easy as fucking Vivian, but it was going to happen. Monday morning was wash morning in the town, so I told mom I was going fishing. The creek ran behind Dave's house and I set up my pole there, then sneaked in the front door. I heard Alisha on the phone talking to her sister about how Dave just did not know how to satisfy her. He rarely did any foreplay, just kissed her a few times then began to fuck her whether she was ready or not. This of course excited me even more.

Alisha was in the laundry room off the kitchen as I moved into the kitchen. I had my tape handy, and quickly moved into the laundry room and grabbed her from behind and put the tape over her mouth. Then I grabbed her arms and placed handcuffs, that I had bought last week, on her wrists. I covered her head with a heavy cotton bag after blindfolding her and then picked her up and took her to the bedroom she shared with Dave.

Dave's wife was about 25 years old, 5 feet 2 inches tall, and 100 pounds. She had blond hair and blue eyes and was a pretty girls with 36 c tits, which I immediately uncovered and began to kiss. Aleshia struggled but I would not stop. As with Vivian, I began to kiss her stomach and navel, yet Aleshia resisted. She jumped off the bed and tried to run, but I grabbed her and threw her back on the bed. I saw Dave's belt racks, so I took two belts and fastened one to each leg and fastened Aleshia spread eagled on the bed.

At this point she was stabliized and I could do as I wished. I removed her shorts and panties and began to blow onto her pussy. She still resisted. Then I put my mouth on her pussy and began to suck her clit. This calmed her down. But she was sobbing as I sucked on clit. I stopped and moved up and kissed her tits again, then went back down to her cunt.

The sobbing continued as I kissed her pussy lips, but stopped as I curled my tongue around her clit. Now Alisha came alive and began to respond. She moved her hips to meet my mouth and tongue and soon she was having an orgasm.

I straddled her, and once again she began to sob and tried to prevent my cock from entering her pussy. But I was not going to be denied. I was at the mouth of her wet pussy, and then I was in. I pushed in and moved in and out—Aleshia did not respond, but sobbed even more. I fucked her harder and as I began to come I could tell she was coming too, but she did not stop crying. She tried desperately to pull away as I shot my cum deep into her cunt, but there was not way I was going to not have my revenge. That morning I fucked her twice more. When I was finished, I took my handcuffs, untied one of the ropes, and ran from the house. Nine months later she did have a baby and as far as I know, she never told anyone she had been raped.

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A month later...

"Argh" Wang Fei had another nightmare about his parents being killed in front of him recurring for the past few weeks as memories playing on the screens on the back of his eyelids as if a broken cassette tape repeating the same scene over and over again.
_______________________________________


"Tian Fei are you still having the same recurring nightmare, you need to learn to let go of your past and move forward." The Old man weakly sighed looking at him who was covered in cold sweat whilst shaking his head.

Wang Fei looked back at him with the same monotone face he has adopted as he new look which was always eerily calm like the sea before the storm.

"Either way, it is almost time for your departure to Heaven's Aviary academy and thank you for helping us deal with the Shadow Devil Wolf pack." The old man spoke with gratitude before retreating outside the room.

As Wang Fei headed outside he used he hands to cover his eyes to prevent the glaring morning sun from blinding him.


Before going to refresh himself in a nearby lake. Soon after to went on top the carriage as it begun to move

*Clop Clop*

The horses began pulling the carriage as it began heading towards Heaven's Aviary City founded by the famous Sky Sage Douluo.

Three days later, late at morning, Wang Fei with a few other teenagers sat in a wooden carriage and the village chief , headed towards Heaven's Aviary City. They had been on the road for few days now, other than driving past some smaller villages and and some mountainous sceneries, nothing notable occurred other than the occasional conversations the youths had with each other which of course did not include Wang Fei as he was a outsider.

Wang Fei had been looking out of the window for quite some time now, playing around with the black, strangely engraved ring on his finger and thinking about what happened earlier this morning.

During a rest stop when the horses were resting he vanished into the forest  to relieve himself, not telling anyone besides the village elder about where he was heading.

 However, as he headed deeper into the forest , something caught his attention. He caught something shimmering at the corner of his eye, as he walked closer he found a black ring with many unknown runes on it lodged into the side of the tree with charred marks surrounding it as if lighting struck that spot; filling him with anticipation as he might have found a precious treasure.

Extending his soul power into the ring,  he found out it was a rare spacial ring which is an item created by a Soul Master proficient in the space element. Using the space element, the Soul Master opens up a small, idependant space, bofore than using inscriptions or engravings to bind that space to an object, in this case, Wang Fei's ring


 Using his Soul Power, Wang Fei can access that space at will to store or take out items. Wang Fei Spacial Ring only has a capacity of 12 cubic meters, it contained some herbs that he had never seen before, books emanating ancient and powerful auras and ores of unknown origin.

Just as he was going to continue inspecting the items in the ring , Wang Fei was pulled out of his thoughts by the voice of the village chief.


"Tian Fei, We are departing soon . Heaven's Aviary City is just on the horizon. We'll soon reach it."

Turning his head around to take a look,  Wang Fei eyes widened almost instantly. They we're still a few miles away from the city, but he could already see the city's outline, with walls towering above 100m . One of the buildings, a huge, pentagon shaped tower, reaching out to the clouds was located near the center of the city. Wang Fei , of course, knew what building that was. It's the Heaven's Aviary Academy, founded over 10.000 years ago by no other than the Sky Sage Douluo, Mu Shen!

"You don't have to stare at the academy like that, Tian Fei. We'll go there soon enough. You need to obtain your second Spirit Ring anyways, right, Snowy ?" one of the youth teased him, as he had once again tried to many times break his stoic face.

"We will have to take care of two other things first, though. Renting an apartment and getting your registered at the Heaven Aviary Academy."

The village chief had already contacted an old acquaintance of his, who conveniently just so happens to be the proprietor of a number of real estates in the eastern part of the city. Hearing of his old friends dilemma and his need to find a residence in Heaven Dou City, that old acquaintance offered the village chief to rent a relatively big apartment for a low price, to which he naturally happily agreed.

Comfortably strolling through the streets of Heaven Aviary City to their new home, they soon reach a small building with a decently sized courtyard in a quiet neighborhood, where a boisterous  looking, old man already waiting for them and waving at his old friend. Walking to the front of the building both Wang Fei or Tian Fei as he is known know and the youths are visibly surprised. 
Both were surprised because of the house they found themselves at.

"Old Net, it is good to see you again. How have you been?"

"I have been fine, thank you. It is also good to see you, Village Chief. So? What do you think about the little house I've found you?" The old man named Net replied with his usual coarse, high-pitched voice, that you wouldn't really expect given his physique.

"Wonderful, but didn't we agree upon an apartment?" The Village Chief replied with an uncertain expression.

The old man just shrugged his shoulders in response. "Don't sweat the details, the price is the same. Rather, isn't this much better? You'll be able to cultivate in peace here. And it's closer to the academy." He walked a few steps ahead before stopping in front of Wang Fei.

"So whose the kid?"

Wang Fei flinched at the title and frowned a little, but still forced a smile.

"I am Tian Fei, I recently past by the village by chance and solved a few problems and ... "  before he could finish his sentence he was rudely interrupted by the old man.

"Ah cut the crap, you are still a kid running around in diapers in my eyes compared to me" Turning around, Old Net threw Village Chief a pair of keys.

"Anyways, I've got to go. I still have a few things to do. Enjoy your new home." With this, he went to his carriage, and simply left.

While Wang Fei starts to rub his forehead, the village chief fakes a cough before looking at him.

"Well, shall we take a quick look before heading to the Academy?"

Entering the house they were surprised to find it fully equipped.

A bedroom to the left, the bathroom on the same side, just a door further in, a big master bedroom on the right side. Straight ahead they have a communal living room and kitchen with a glass front leading to a small veranda and the garden.

They stayed a while and unpacked their luggage, then setting up in their respective rooms, before going out again and driving toward the Heaven Aviary Academy.

The Heaven Aviary Academy is actually just a part of the actual academy grounds. Both, the primary and intermediate share the same campus, while the advanced academy is located in the central region of the city.

It didn't take long for Wang Fei and the youths to arrive at the Primary Academy.

Going to the secretary and asking to see the Principal, who personally takes charge of new student with recommendation letters, they are soon invited in.

A black haired women in her 30s clothed in a formal attire currently sat in the principals chairs and a old man sat across her leisurely sipping tea from his tea cup. 

"Good day, sir. I am Ning Mei, the Principal of Heaven Aviary Academy's Primary School Department. I was informed that you want to recommend someone to attend our academy with the recommendation letter?"

"Good day, Principal Ning. I am Su Sheng ,We indeed came today to  register for the Primary Academy. The letter of recommendation has personally been written by Mr Shan. Please." Quickly going through pleasantries, the village chief introduces them before handing Ning Mei the letter.

Ning Mei opens it and begins reading more or less out loud.

"Su Huang, Su Chen , Su De and Su Meng" Midway though, her eyebrows suddenly shoot up, a hint of curiosity  in her voice, while looking at Su Sheng the village chief.

"What? Where is Tian Fei, he is not in the list ?! Mister Su, are you trying to cheat someone into the school?"

The village chief could not help but smile bitterly.

"You see he is our village's benefactor he saved us from a wild wolf pack of 5 and I was wondering if I could ask a favour from you to allow him to enter if he is suitable" As soon as he finished his sentence.

Wang Fei released his spirit Essence  showing a yellow spirit ring with 4 marks.

"Heaven's he.. he has already gotten his 1st spirit ring at such a young age and even a 400 year old one .I see, so it was like that. Very well, I'll personally see to his registration papers. They will be sent to you within the next few days. " Ning Meng said in a excited tone.

" Wait boy, were you born with innate full spiritual power?" The old man asked inquisitively.

"Yes , I was born with it , why the question?" Wang Fei replied with a wary look.

"Hmm, since you have innate full spiritual power , it shows you have a powerful bird type spirit which is very useful to me. So, would you like to be my disciple? And by the way I am a Spirit King"

"Yes, yes I would like to be your disciple" Wang Fei shouted as his ash-grey eyes shone with excitement.

"Well I Hei Jian take you Tian Fei as my first disciple. Tally on you can go can settled first come and find me here tomorrow to begin your training." The old man said, happy having gotten a talented spirit master as a student.

Giving Ning Meng their address, the village chief and her continued talking about a few formalities before he and Wang Fei make their way out of the Academy.

Letting out a small sigh, the village chief looked at Wang Fei with a complicated expression.

"Phew, that was tiresome. Now than, shall we go to the Spirit Master's Association?"

Wang Fei the Wang Clan’s Patriach’s son awakens with great talent and also meets many fortuitous encounters . In a world filled with dangers and opportunities , will he become a GodKing or fail like the many predecessors before him.




A fanfic novel, with a dark beginning then I tried. (Volume 1 Not Canon )

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