A young lady, who has many dreams in her life, been through a lot of hardships during her High School life. She almost gave up but stood up on her feet and faced the reality of the cruel, broken world. The experiences that were thrown to her gave plenty of life lessons wherein there are no doubts, worries, and fear inside her saved heart. Her entire existence can handle challenges because she has knowledge about these certain situations back then. 

          With what had happened, this young lady is fighting until she accomplishes her mission in this planet, and that is to share the goodness of the Lord. She wants to say to everyone that the heart is more important than the mind. Lift up your spirit and know your worth. You, yourself, can only help you in times of darkness. 

          Keep in mind, there is Hope. Rainbow and sunshine will rise up when there is a storm.

Once an average girl living in a small village, she was just a simple farm girl who barely got buy in life selling crops to the local townspeople. One day she gets into a fatal accident beyond recovery, but wakes up in a strange castle. Apparently to her people she was just having a small nightmare, but to the girl it was real. She looked in the mirror and noticed she was a Dark Queen.

After a great war called the terror war, a war that long senses passed to the point where the enemy was forgotten, know the people of earth have expanded to the stars in hopes on new resources, a small business that help others that cant help them self called The Saints and a militia group The Black Ashes has them in there grip for protection a safety they give them a large sum of money and resources. 
Basir Williams is a young man in his mid 20's a part of the Saints as long as he can remember, Basir has been looking for a place in the world and can't find his purpose in life.

After a great war that long senses passed to the point where the enemy was forgotten, know the people of Eden have slowly begin to rebuilt there nation and began finding resources,
 a small group that help others that can’t help them self kingdom know as the white doves and the ones protecting there are the Black Ashes them in there grip for protection a safety they give them a large sum of money and resources.

In a small house on top of a building
"Hahaha..." a young man laugh of loud in a small room
"Hmmp.. All of those people told me that this game is difficult to play, what's more to become a ranker. What a load of crap. They just spouting nonsense." the young man said all of those with an arrogance and contempt.
"Hmmp.. Now look at this, not only I become a ranker, I even become one of the best player in the entire server, and of course high ranker too." the young keep his tone with such arrogance.
"Dduarr.. dduarr.." the sky getting louder and even send lightning continuously.
"Hahaha.. I believe all those people who said everything about this game is just some kind of newbie that even do not know how to play it. What a fool."
"Hmmp.. I thought this game will give a me challenge, but seems like it's not huh. What a waste of time." the young man still keep his arrogance high. And then he said "Well i guess this can not be help than, after all not even a sky and heaven can give me a real challenge. Hahaha.."
"Dduarr.. dduarr.. dduarr.." the sky getting more and more rumble and send its lightning like crazy.
The young man who stand in front of his computer then said with a loud voice "With this I proclaim that I'm the best and no one, nothing in this world can give me a real challenge in game. Hahaha..." And then after the young man said those words the sky above send its lightning and struck the antenna where the young man live "Dduarrrr....."
No one knows what happen, maybe because his bad luck or maybe because he dare to challenge the heaven itself. The lightning travel from the antenna to the computer and then struck the young man immediately.
"Bzzzttt..." the young man who still stand in front of his computer become paralyzed, then he lose his conscious and then his heart stop beating ever again.
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In small room who look like antique a young man wake up from his slumber.
"Ughh.." the young man who just wake up try to see what happen to him
"Ughh.. Where am I ? What's happen ? " the young man carefully look around him. He is in a small room which familiar to him but and the same time it's not.
"Hmpp.. Where am I ? Its seems like this place looks different than what i remember" said the young. And then when he look his hand he quite surprise. "Huh ? Is this my hand ? This look different. What happen ?" and then he try to touch his face and it's the same as his hand. Something feels different he thought.
The young man stand up and then try to walk into corner of the room where the mirror is. And when he see what's in the mirror he shock and surprise at the same time. "Damn. Who is this ? What's happening to me ? Is this my face ?" After he keeps asking  the same question a few time he realize something.
"No no no no. Sh*t. No no no. Don't tell me that.. Arggghh" the young man scream and then the memory which is not belong to him poured into his brain. After a few second have pass, the young man try to calm down. "Huff.. huff.. huff" His breathing become raggedly and he try to stand up and look into the mirror again.
In the mirror stand a young man whose 15 years old with a grey eyes and pale face. His height is like 6'2''. His face is quite handsome and kinda pretty if looks closer. He have black hair which reach his shoulder. And his built is kinda good too, not too thin and not fat either.
"No no no. this is impossible. it can not be happening" the young man keep mumbling the same word. Because he can not believe what happen to him, he walk to the window to see the outside. When he walk, he pray that everything happen is just a dream and imagination, and when he open the windows he hope everything will go back to normal again.
"Creakk..." the windows is open, and when he sees everything in the outside he realize that everything is happen is real. He really not in his world anymore. He has been transmigrated to another world without his knowing.
"Nooooooo......." the young man shout really loud to sky.
This is the beginning of the Gamer who got to live in Another World.

A Gamer who transmigrated to another world which lead him to the new adventure which he never dream and imagine



In a small house on top of a building 

"Hahaha..." a young man laugh of loud in a small room 

"Hmmp.. All of those people told me that this game is difficult to play, what's more to become a ranker. What a load of crap. They just spouting nonsense." the young man said all of those with an arrogance and contempt. 

"Hmmp.. Now look at this, not only I become a ranker, I even become one of the best player in the entire server, and of course high ranker too." the young keep his tone with such arrogance. 

"Rumble.. Rumble.." the sky getting louder and even send lightning continuously. 

"Hahaha.. I believe all those people who said everything about this game is just some kind of newbie that even do not know how to play it. What a fool." 

"Hmmp.. I thought this game will give a me challenge, but seems like it's not huh. What a waste of time." the young man still keep his arrogance high. And then he said "Well i guess this can not be help than, after all not even a sky and heaven can give me a real challenge. Hahaha.." 

"Rumble.. Rumble.. Rumble.." the sky getting more and more rumble and send its lightning like crazy. 

The young man who stand in front of his computer then said with a loud voice "With this I proclaim that I'm the best and no one, nothing in this world can give me a real challenge in game. Hahaha..." And then after the young man said those words the sky above send its lightning and struck the antenna where the young man live "Dduarrrr........" 

No one knows what happen, maybe because his bad luck or maybe because he dare to challenge the heaven itself. The lightning travel from the antenna to the computer and then struck the young man immediately. 

"Bzzzttt..." the young man who still stand in front of his computer become paralyzed, then he lose his conscious and then his heart stop beating ever again. 

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In small room who look like antique a young man wake up from his slumber. 

"Ughh.." the young man who just wake up try to see what happen to him 

"Ughh.. Where am I ? What's happen ? " the young man carefully look around him. He is in a small room which familiar to him but and the same time it's not. 

"Hmpp.. Where am I ? Its seems like this place looks different than what i remember" said the young. And then when he look his hand he quite surprise. "Huh ? Is this my hand ? This look different. What happen ?" and then he try to touch his face and it's the same as his hand. Something feels different he thought. 

The young man stand up and then try to walk into corner of the room where the mirror is. And when he see what's in the mirror he shock and surprise at the same time. "Damn. Who is this ? What's happening to me ? Is this my face ?" After he keeps asking the same question a few time he realize something. 

"No no no no. Sh*t. No no no. Don't tell me that.. Arggghh" the young man scream and then the memory which is not belong to him poured into his brain. After a few second have pass, the young man try to calm down. "Huff.. huff.. huff" His breathing become raggedly and he try to stand up and look into the mirror again. 

In the mirror stand a young man whose 15 years old with a grey eyes and pale face. His height is like 6'2''. His face is quite handsome and kinda pretty if looks closer. He have black hair which reach his shoulder. And his built is kinda good too, not too thin and not fat either. 

"No no no. this is impossible. it can not be happening" the young man keep mumbling the same word. Because he can not believe what happen to him, he walk to the window to see the outside. When he walk, he pray that everything happen is just a dream and imagination, and when he open the windows he hope everything will go back to normal again. 

"Creakk..." the windows is open, and when he sees everything in the outside he realize that everything is happen is real. He really not in his world anymore. He has been transmigrated to another world without his knowing. 

"Nooooooo................" the young man shout really loud to sky. 

This is the beginning of the Gamer who got to live in Another World.

~Third POV~
 
When the door open it revealed a very angry Jacques after going over a small argument with Willow is supposed wife he loves but in reality, only married her for the company and managing to convince her father to give him the position of CEO of the company after years of sucking up to him.
 
Nicholas Schnee was fooled into believing that Jacques was an ideal candidate for the company leaving everything he entrusted to him.
 
Jacques is a man who wants control above all else to secure his spot to live a life of luxuries while using the Schnee's to his own end he already made a bond with Whitley already trying to show him the business side of things while getting a pawn.
 
Jacques tried to do the same with Winter and tries to let her see the reason for an arranged marriage and that was the turning point in Winter's life that she refuses to bend to Jacques's will and following her dream to become someone else to help people.
 
Much to his dismay he couldn't control Winter he could at least try to get her off the idea of being the next Heir to the company but one day when he heard the news that Willow was having twins, he grew a smirk thinking on how to control them.
 
Whenever Jacques tries to go over to Weiss, she is always protected by Winter to get her away from him since she knew what his intentions are and trying to manipulate her at a young age and he couldn't show to Willow his true attention unless he wants to be kicked out.
 
Now that only left his son Eis Schnee to manipulate but that idea was blown away immediately since whenever he promises of 'bonding time' he always evades him like the plague as if Eis already knew the true nature of his.
 
Jacques tries to convince over many times over the past 7 years which showed no results that Eis would listen to him but listens in to with the rest of the family members but never him.
 
Now on to the present time Jacques was opening the door to reveal no one was inside holding his head with pain clearly shown on his face of another argument with Willow again.
 
When Jacques thought he was alone he says to himself with clear anger expressed it when he hit the office table with his fist, "Damn that blasted bitch! How could she not see the most favorable time to introduce the twins to the idea of an arranged marriage to the other noble families in Atlas in order to 'our' family grow?!"
 
While Jacques was fuming in anger about the earlier argument about the idea of letting Weiss and Eis get accustomed to the idea of arrange marriages in order to help the growth of the Schnee family company expand into a bigger organization with other influential families that hold major investments in Atlas and Mantle.
 
Clearly when Willow heard the idea, she immediately argued about the idea of arranged marriages to their children in a young age and right after they were attacked from assassins who wanted them dead clearly, she was angry!
 
Willow argued with Jacques with his lack of empathy towards his own children to which let Jacques back off the idea of arranging marriages for Eis and Weiss currently till Willow calms down and when they grow up.
 
After that Jacques looks around his room again hitting the table again in angry while calming himself down, "RARGH… no calm down here Jacques there is still time to convince her or control this family you have time to change all of this, when everything is said and done you will be the one in charge and not her or her family."
 
With that Jacques calms himself down into his chair in his office and looks over to a stack of papers all lying around the table where the stack is and only grumbles at what he sees, "Grr… Well now at least if I get something out of this today it's that brat won't be the next Heir to the company."
 
While Jacques was looking around for the documents, he found out that the reason why the stacks of papers were such a disarray his eyes widened as he tries to look for them.
 
When he was looking around he went to another stack were he kept all the copies of the documents in a private folder in his safe and small room behind his portrait only to find that not only his documents to denounce Winter as the next Heir but all his Lien was stolen as well!
 
Jacques gritted his teeth in sheer rage looking at the items and his Lien were gone as of it never was there that alone managed to grow a tick mark on his head out of sheer anger, "Grr… Who…? Who dares to rob me Jacques Schnee the CEO of the Schnee Dust Company!"
 
Then Jacques tries to think who was the culprit who managed to open the safe and find the hidden room behind his portrait while having his hand on his chin, "Could it be Winter no I made sure that the documents were in my office in the safe but I noticed it was busted open with Winter strength in training its possible but not enough to clearly tear off the safe since its close to be as hard as diamonds."'
 
Jacques walks around his office to think how its possible to open the safe but also find the hidden small room behind his portrait, "Unless she noticed the small keyhole in the wall she would need the key to open it discretely and not open it to clearly show that someone had opened it forcibly but it's hard to find unless one have superhuman sight even with someone that has aura is a hard feet to accomplish if they look close enough…"
 
While Jacques was talking to himself completely aware that no one was listening in he just sighs to himself and sits down on his chair, "Sigh… no use crying over spilled Dust I just have to get one of the Council Members of Atlas to get me another set of Documents again… although it won't be for another few months or years again to get all the paper work done."
 
Then Jacques just smiles at this and sits down to complete his paper work for his company, "Well I have the patience to wait after all it won't be long till I have control of this family and Winter leaving in three years to join Atlas Academy that would mean I can at the very least ruin her life and get more control of Weiss and Eis in the future."
 
While Jacques was starting to do his work who was the one to find the documents and stolen his Lien currently in a reflection somewhere in Jacques office that his unaware of is Eis Schnee hiding in the Mirror world using his newest Stand he got from the Side Mission the Man in the Mirror.
 
When the door opened up with Eis having a panic that someone came in the office he activated his Stand ability of The World to stop time for the next 5 seconds in real world time which was enough for him to switch to new Stand to hide into the Mirror World.
 
Eis was successful in entering the Mirror World with many reflective surfaces to enter to since the only activation requirement to activate Mirror World Entry ability.
 
Moreover, Man in the Mirror can also drag anything into the mirror world by using reflective surfaces as portals, selecting anything that can enter through the user orders, and can do so regardless of how small the "portal" is.
 
However, the use of two Stands left Eis somewhat drained from using The World time stop and switching over to Man in the Mirror left him drain but have enough strength to do one more jump into the real world once he rested enough.
 
But that didn't mean he wasn't doing anything during that time resting he managed to get his new scroll and started to record everything that has Jacques has done and spoke so far.
 
~Eis POV (7 years old) ~
 
Damn…
 
 I guess I got my answer of him being a Grimm more than human I guess but to go this far just to destroy a family for his own gain…
 
Just makes me want to kill this scum here and now!
 
No…
 
No that wouldn't work here since it would be too suspicious for him to die right after an assassination attempt was made and with the staff around that would cause to have some suspicion in the family.
 
And if they figured out about my Stands and their impossible power breaking rules that would make me a prime suspect of my supposed father murder or disappearance.
 
The only way I can maintain my new life and get rid of Jacques for good is to take him down either legally or when another attack happens use The World time stop and create a situation that Jacques was killed.
 
But the question remains is can I even kill a person I know in the past I was no killer but to kill someone would probably change me in either a good or bad way no matter what…
 
I should try to capture them first but if they have no redeemable qualities then I'm left with no choice but to kill since if I make a lot of enemies then I would rather have none while I have a chance to end them.
 
But that is something for the future me to decide because right now I have to deal with Jacques for now, but I did get some great video footage of him confessing about denouncing Winter as the Heir…
 
However, when he mentions about the Council Members, I just expressed a narrow look, "Damn it! I knew he had help with this but if one of the Council Members are with him then taking him down is going to be a lot harder than I thought."
 
Sigh…
 
No for now though I won't get any more of this information other than his confession about truly intending to denounce Winter, so I think the next course of action is to hand this over to Winter for now.
 
"[Stand: Man in the Mirror Lv.1
 
Appearance: Man, in the Mirror has a humanoid body with a dark leotard missing the upper chest piece, all bolted in place by screws. It wears gloves and a diamond-patterned hood covering its entire head, along with a large pair of goggles. Its facial design is based on a Venetian mask, making the Stand look like a Tengu.
 
Status:
PWR: C, SPD: C, RNG: B, PER: D, PRC: C, DEV: E
 
Ability:
Mirror World Entry Lv.1, Mirror Manipulation Lv.5 (LOCKED), Reflect Lv. MAX (LOCKED)]"
 
I should probably let Winter know about this and only her for the time being since she trusted me with the flash drives so I can trust her with my Stand ability of Mirror World Entry plus it can be made a great ability to spy.
 
So, with that I traversed through my direction away from the mirror world once I get to another reflective surface area, I'm going to report this to Winter maybe she has the right idea of what to do next.
 
When I found the reflective surface on the outside of Jacques Office and no one was around I leap on over to the window reflective surface of the hallway leading towards my room.
 
When I materialized into the real world my body started to break down in blue and green pieces then I piece myself together in the real world that I landed in the hallway.
 
I looked around myself and made sure that no one was around I sigh out a breathe of relief, "Sigh… good grief that was close call but now I have some evidence I hope Winter has an idea of what to do next with the evidence I have?"
 
With that in mind I left towards the hallway heading towards Willow's garden Winter and Weiss did head there the last time I checked.
 
JoJo System:
Shop, Bizarre Gacha, Bizarre Mission
Skill Lv.: Hamon (Ripple) Lv.3, Spin Lv. 2
Stands: Geb Lv.1, Horus Lv.1, Yellow Temperance Lv.1, The World Lv.1, Dirty Deeds Done Cheap (D4C) Lv.1, Anubis Lv.1, Man in the Mirror Lv.1
Inventory: Red Stone Aja, Speed Wagon Saw Hat, Flash Drive x3, Book
Lien: 95,000

Disclaimer All copyrighted content is the property of its respective owner(s)

Just your usual reincarnated story getting sent to another world.

Suddenly, a group of immortal cultivators walked towards Lin An, and his heart instantly raced.
Looking at their uniforms, Lin An could tell that they were from the Water Mirror Sect. However, the only reason why he was nervous was that he didn't want them to recognize him.
Otherwise, he was confident that he could easily beat up the few Water Mirror Sect disciples.
Fortunately, the group of disciples obliviously walked towards Lin An as they chatted and laughed loudly. Each of them was carrying a sharp sword on their back, and they looked as if they had just had a meal. 
However, when they brushed past Lin An, they suddenly looked at him in surprise.
Since Lin An had been nervous, he had unconsciously released his aura, and the disciples had sensed it.
Lin An's expression didn't change as he steadily walked forward.
However, he didn't walk too far before he heard the discussions among the disciples.
"What a strong aura!"
"That cultivator is so young. How could his cultivation be so high?"
"When he walked past us, I felt like I was facing a ferocious beast. I couldn't even breathe!"
As the Water Mirror Sect disciples walked away, Lin An couldn't hear the rest of the conversation.
"Hey, have you heard?"
Suddenly, another group of immortal cultivators walked past Lin An, and he overheard their conversation.
"What?"
"Some Water Mirror Sect disciples went out of the city today and said that they wanted to take revenge for their fellow sect members. In the end, when the sun went down, not a single person returned. I'm afraid that they're doomed."
"How could I not know about this? I have a friend from the Water Mirror Sect. They were discussing this matter at the elders' meeting today."
"And I also heard that they found out the attacker's sect. It seems that he's the personal disciple to an incredible senior elder."
Lin An couldn't help but be a little surprised when he heard their words. The Water Mirror Sect's efficiency wasn't bad. They had even found out the identity of his master.
In an instant, Lin An's interest was immediately piqued. He squatted in a corner and eavesdropped on the passerby's conversation. 
"I heard that the attacker's master is a big shot in the Jiuxiao Sect. She's a character that no one dares to provoke in the northern border of the Ghana Empire. Even their sect master is very afraid of her."
"Are you serious? What background does that big shot have?"
"I heard that she is the peak master of a certain peak in the Jiuxiao Sect. Her name is Qian Yi."
"That's right. The elders in my family have all heard of her. When they found out that they had provoked her this time, they claimed that even the emperor of the Ghana Empire has to respect her. How powerful do you think that Qian Yi is?"
"It can't be! Could it be that the Water Mirror Sect offended such a character? I think there's going to be a problem."
...
At the same time, the elders' hall of the Water Mirror Sect was fully packed. Other than the few cultivators who had already been killed by Lin An, the other elders were all present, and the sect master sat on the most honorable seat.
They were all animatedly discussing Lin An and his master, Qian Yi.
"This is serious. I'm sure everyone has heard of Qian Yi, the Bixiao Peak master. If we kill her beloved disciple, she will definitely fight us to the death. The consequences will be unimaginable."
"Coward! That brat has killed many of our disciples, and almost all of our enforcement forces have been wiped out. If we can't come up with an explanation for this, how will our Water Mirror Sect survive in the southern border of the Ghana Empire?"
"That's right! Our enforcement forces have suffered heavy casualties as well. We definitely can't let it go just like that!"
"That kid is so ruthless. How can we let him escape without consequences? If our dead brothers know about this in the afterlife, will they have any peace?"
"Sect Master, please stand up for us!"
"Sect Master, please stand up for us!"
Instantly, all the members of the Water Mirror Sect turned their gazes towards the sect master who was silently sitting on his chair. Several elders took the lead to bow and pleaded with him to stand up for them.
The sect master was a middle-aged man with stars in his eyes and heavy brows. He wore a very plain white Chinese tunic suit, but as he sat in his chair, he gave off an imposing aura as well as a very strong sense of presence.
The sect master's name was Gu Wenfei.
Gu Wenfei's cultivation level was at the infant transformation stage, and he had already surpassed the nascent soul stage. 
The Water Mirror Sect's master was unrivaled in the entire southern region of the Ghana Empire.
 He was only slightly weaker than the sect master of the Fire Element Sect, the largest sect in the region.
The fact that the Water Mirror Sect had been able to dominate the entire southern region of the Ghana Empire had a lot to do with Gu Wenfei's strength.
He calmly looked at the spots on the table in front of him with a serious expression and felt that the matter about Lin An was very troublesome.
He had only met Qian Yi once when he was young. Apart from her stunning beauty, her strength had left a deeper impression on Gu Wenfei.
Qian Yi's power was still fresh in his memory. Even after so many years, he still did not think that he could block her palm strike.
After meditating about Lin An's situation for some time, Gu Wenfei looked at the expectant gazes of his disciples and said in a deep voice, "This matter cannot be treated carelessly. I know that everyone here is aware of Qian Yi's power. Now that her disciple has come to our territory, I think it is not appropriate for us to make things too difficult for him. However, so many of our disciples have died at his hands. It won't make sense if we don't do anything.
How about this? We'll invite him to the sect to have a talk. If we can talk things out, the conflict will be resolved."
'Talk things out and resolve the conflict!'
Everyone fell into a daze. Gu Wenfei had been known for his ruthlessness ever since he had entered the Water Mirror Sect. When had he ever been reasonable?
Nevertheless, he had just volunteered to have a peaceful talk with a junior disciple. Was Lin An's master really that strong?
However, since Gu Wenfei had already made the pronouncement, no one dared to oppose him. They all stood up slowly and took their leave.
...
After he had gathered enough information in the small town, Lin An climbed over the mountains and returned to Zuo Nanshuang's village. 
Just as he reached the entrance to the mountain village, Lin An saw two sword lights flying toward him.
There were two sword cultivators standing on the flying swords, and judging from their clothing, they were from the Water Mirror Sect.
'Are they looking for trouble again?'
Lin An quickly prepared himself for a fight.
However, he didn't expect the two cultivators to harmlessly land in front of him.
"Fellow Daoist Lin, our sect master invites you to the Water Mirror Sect for a chat."
Lin An was surprised after he heard the words. 
'The sect master of the Water Mirror Sect?' Lin An wondered. He did know why the leader of his archrival sect would want to have a chat with him. 
Seeing that Lin An had no reaction, the two cultivators hurriedly added, "Fellow Daoist Lin, don't misunderstand us. Our sect master has no ill intentions. He just wants to invite you for a chat so that we can clear up the misunderstanding between us."
'Clear up the misunderstanding?' Lin An couldn't help but be perplexed. He had already killed so many Water Mirror Sect cultivators. 
However, he quickly recalled the conversations he had overheard in the small town and immediately understood.
The Water Mirror Sect cultivators were probably scared, but Lin An hadn't expected that Qian Yi's reputation would be so great that they would take the initiative to back down just because he was her personal disciple. 


Lin An woke up and found himself in an Eastern Fantasy world. 
In this world, power was everything. The powerhouses could easily control it all.
Those who were capable enough could claim everything, be it money, women, or power. A voice sounded in the mind of Lin An, who was still puzzled over his reincarnation to the Eastern Fantasy World.
[Congratulations, host! You have activated the Success Rate System. Whatever you do, you will be able to see your success rate!] 
Since then, Lin An was able to check his success rate every time before he did something!
“The chances of you successfully refining your body with this body refining technique are 90%.” 
“The chances of you obtaining treasures when you open this treasure box are 100%.” 
“The chances of you surviving in this cave are 0%.” 
“The chances of you being favored by the sacred maiden and having a relationship with her are 100%.”


It was later than normal when Sammy stepped off the elevator. The light still flickered, but Sammy couldn't even bother to be annoyed by it. He was so tired, it was taking all he had to just push his bike down the hall. A really busy day, and working a double, had meant that Sammy had been at work much later than normal after closing. The good part of it all, he guessed, was that his boss had hired two new delivery riders, he had tomorrow off, and he'd gotten a ton more tips than normal.
The down side was he was absolutely exhausted. He didn't feel any better, if anything, he felt worse. He couldn't think of any reason as to why he would be so tired other than just overworking himself, but he couldn't even blame his exhaustion completely on work. He was beginning to think that he may have been coming down with something after all.
Digging through his backpack for his keys, Sammy unlocked the front door, pushed his bike inside, and closed the door behind himself. The dining room was dark, and Sammy hoped that it meant Ashli had actually gone to bed at a decent hour. Kicking his shoes off, and setting his bag down, Sammy moved into the kitchen with a yawn as he flicked on the light. Blinking to let his eyes adjust, everything seemed quiet and peaceful.
Noticing a piece of paper on the counter, Sammy walked over to it, turning it so he could read what appeared to be a hastily scribbled note from Ashli. Last minute plans to go hang out with her girlfriends and just take a night to relax. She'd be back in the morning. Sammy nodded to himself, yawning again. He'd been so busy during the day that he had never gotten around to texting her in the end. He hoped her note was the truth, and that she simply wasn't still trying to avoid him. She'd been putting so much effort into her schoolwork lately that Sammy was surprised that he was the one basically sleepwalking while Ashli was awake and bubbly like normal.
Deciding he was too tired to eat, Sammy went down to his room to get some clothes before a quick shower. He stripped down, threw his dirty clothes in his laundry basket and walked to the bathroom naked, taking advantage of the fact he was truly alone for once. He loved Ashli to pieces, was glad they were roommates, but there were just some things you didn't do when your roommate was around.
Closing the bathroom door behind him, Sammy yawned again, unable to get over the feeling of complete exhaustion that seemed to be holding tight to him. Leaning over the tub, Sammy paused, debating whether or not he really wanted to take a shower tonight, or if he just wanted to wait until tomorrow. Standing, he decided it was safer to wait until the morning, just in case he fell asleep in the shower again. Without Ashli there to make sure he was all right, who knew what could happen.
Not trusting himself, Sammy closed the lid on the toilet and sat down, tugging on his sweatpants that he'd brought along as far as he could up his legs before standing. Sammy took a deep breath, closed his eyes for a brief moment, and told himself all he had to do was stand up, pull up his sweats, brush his teeth, and he could go to bed. His day was almost over, and he would be able to sleep tomorrow away without worry since he didn't have to work.
Opening the bathroom mirror, Sammy grabbed his toothbrush and toothpaste. Turning on the water to the sink, he wet his brush before putting toothpaste on it, closing the door once the tube of toothpaste was back on the shelf. Looking down to make sure he shut the water off, when Sammy looked up again, meeting the eyes of his reflection, he knew something wasn't right.
His reflection was smiling at him. More of a smirk, really, with its head tipped forward slightly as it watched every move Sammy made. Closing his eyes, and convinced he was hallucinating, Sammy tried to brush his teeth, and ignore his brain.
Ducking his head to spit into the sink, and rinse out his mouth, Sammy suddenly felt even more tired, if that was even possible, groaning as he stood back up to drop his toothbrush into the cup by the corner of the sink. Doing so, he met the eyes of his reflection once more, and felt fear twist in his gut.
Despite how tired he felt, he took a step away from the mirror. When he did, his reflection took a step closer to the mirror's edge instead of taking one back like it should have. "What the fuck," Sammy breathed out, fear keeping him from leaving the room. He was pretty sure he was going crazy, but he wanted to remember this as clearly as he could so when he talked to Ashli about it, he would be able to recall what happened.
His reflection answered him in the only way that it seemed to be able to. It smiled; a large, creepy grin that made a shudder of fear run down Sammy's spine. Swallowing, Sammy watched as his reflection took a step back away from the mirror, clearly acting on its own as it raised its right hand. Closing it into a fist, Sammy's reflection did the unthinkable, and punched the mirror, sending spidering cracks along the surface.
Sammy hissed in pain when it did, looking down to his hand and seeing the redness of his own knuckles from where his reflection hit the glass. His reflection realized that Sammy was catching onto what was going on — although, as crazy as it seemed, Sammy knew what was going on here. Everytime his reflection hit the glass, he was the one getting injured, not his reflection.
With a soundless laugh, Sammy's reflection hit the mirror a second time. Blood splattered on the backside of the glass, and this time when pain flared across his skin, Sammy could also see blood begin to well from his knuckles. "Stop," he heard himself say, but his reflection simply shook its head, pulling back and hitting the glass a third time.
Bits of glass shook free and fell into the sink where they clinked and splattered Sammy's blood near the drain. His own hand was throbbing now, blood beginning to flow over his knuckles, and as much as he hated the thought of moving closer to the sink, Sammy did so, not realizing he had moved until the blood from his hand dripped into the sink to cover the shards of mirror that were in there. His reflection hit the mirror again, and Sammy flincked as sharp pain bit into his skin, and what looked like small pieces of his bathroom mirror manifested themselves underneath his skin.
One piece of mirror glass was a little bigger than the rest, and Sammy could see his own fear reflected in the tiny bit of glass that stuck out of his hand. Still staring at himself, as well as the blood covering his hand, Sammy heard his reflection hit the glass a final time. There was a loud crack and the sound of cascading glass as the mirror shattered and fell into the sink loudly.
Looking back up in complete shock, Sammy met the eyes of his reflection, and his breath caught in his throat. His reflection was leaning toward him through his bathroom mirror. Behind it, Sammy could see what appeared to be dark woods, rain pouring down as thunder grumbled. Rain splashed against the edges of the broken mirror as the wind howled angrily. Water trickled down his reflection's face, and matted its bangs to its forehead as it leaned farther through the mirror frame, reaching out for Sammy as an evil smirk only grew wider.
Sammy tried to scream, but no sound came out. He felt frozen to his spot on the bathroom floor, hand dripping blood onto the small carpet that was kept in front of the tub. Sammy felt a new pain flare across his hand, and he looked down to see a large cut across his palm open and well with blood right before his eyes. As his reflection climbed toward him, grabbing him by the shoulder. Sammy tried to pull away, but now that they were touching, he felt unable to move, as if his body was completely drained of all energy, and there was nothing he could do but stand there in the middle of his bathroom floor bleeding profusely from his hand.
Swallowing, Sammy looked up in time to meet the eyes of his reflection. It was his eyes staring back at him; his eyes that seemed awake, alert, and focused, so much more than he felt right now. His palm began throbbing with pain, and Sammy barely caught the fact that his reflection had closed its hand into a fist as it prepared to hit him now that it crawled more than halfway through the mirror.
At the last second, Sammy realized he needed to try and do something, but it was too late. He felt his reflection's fist connect with his check. Then there was nothing.

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Rourke had been walking long enough to feel a need to rest for a moment. Stretching, he looked around. The trees in this forest were far apart, the trunks thick and wide, able to support the many limbs with their dark purple leaves. In places, patches of purple-gray grass were able to push through the leaf litter, but for the most part, the forest was covered in a thick layer of dead plant matter. Tipping his head back, Rourke looked up into the high branches of the tree he was standing under. It would be hard to climb up there, but if he needed to, he would figure it out since he was going to need to find a place to sleep soon. He couldn't stay on the ground with that pack of echo foxes he had heard moving around.
Taking his backpack from his shoulders, and his sword from his side, Rourke sat down at the base of the tree. Opening his pack, he rummaged around in it for something to eat, frowning at the meager amount of food he had left. He really did need to find a more secure place, especially if he was going to have to stay here for a while to collect food before moving on. With a sigh, Rourke leaned his head back against the tree, wondering if he would find a suitable place to call home for a little while so he could gather up supplies again. Above him, he could hear a crow cawing, the low and constant sounds a comfort, letting him know that the immediate surrounding area was safe from danger.
Still chewing the small crumb-like pieces of umbra jerky he had been eating, Rourke dug deep into his pack, looking for his bhasvah. He knew he shouldn't unwrap it in the open �� he had bundled it up in a dirty piece of white cloth at one point — but, even now, he still felt a comfort he couldn't explain whenever he held the glowing stone. The bhasvah, along with his backpack and sword, had once belonged to his sister, Asha, and were the only things he had left of her now. Resting the stone in his lap, Rourke looked around the area, trying to figure out which way he should go. He'd been wandering around in these dark woods for a while, always keeping the dim glow of the Last City ahead of him. The darkness of the lands was constant, and something that Rourke had to adapt to as he traveled. He knew he needed to continue toward the goal of reaching the Last City, but he also needed to find food and water if he was going to actually make it there.
Taking a deep breath, Rourke closed his eyes, content to just listen to the calmness of the woods around him. He hadn't encountered any Wolves for a while, and even though he knew he needed to remain alert in case some were nearby, the crows were still cawing, so he knew he could take a moment to close his eyes. When he decided he was ready to start moving again, Rourke opened his eyes and pulled his pack toward him, tucking his bhasvah back into the bottom of his ruck as he gathered up the smaller pouch he used to keep food in, packing everything away before standing.
Just as he was securing his sword back to his hip, Rourke noticed a small flash of light. He gasped, turning toward where he had seen it, hoping to see the small spot of light again. It was rare to see a Last Light now; ever since the fall of the cities only a few Last Lights seemed to remain. In the darkness that seemed to cover everything in the lands, the small glow of the Last Lights was a beacon of hope, a reminder that some things had stayed the same despite the arrival of the Wolves and the Mistwalkers.
The tiny light flashed again, and Rourke ran after it. Something in the back of his mind told him that he needed to follow this Last Light. Loss twisted in his gut when he thought that maybe it was the Last Light of his sister, unable to find a resting place because of the way she had been killed. Yet, if it was her, she still looked out for him, and Rourke couldn't thank her enough. "Where are you taking me," he murmured, trying to keep his voice low, but not entirely sure why. He was making a lot of noise as he chased after the tiny speck of light. If there was anything in the woods that wanted to hurt him — shadow cats, echo foxes, Wolves — they certainly would know exactly where he was.
The Last Light sailed silently through the darkness and gloom, ignoring its surroundings as Rourke chased after it. He moved around trees, pausing whenever he lost sight of the small light. Rourke exhaled the breath he didn't even know he had been holding when he spotted the tiny light higher up a small hill. Climbing after it, Rourke was so intent on following the Last Light he didn't even realize he hadn't been following the dim light on the horizon until he came to the top of the hill.
The other side dropped significantly, and near the bottom of it, Rourke could see a small stream. Overhead a crow cawed loudly, and somewhere far off, Rourke could hear the bugle of an umbra. He looked over his shoulder out of habit, seeing nothing but the dark forest behind him. He was never truly safe out here in the woods. Turning back to the steep slope before him, Rourke searched for the Last Light, finally finding it as it seemed to hover over the small stream.
Without hesitation, Rourke started down the hill, stumbling once as he tripped over a root buried by the thick layer of leaves on the ground. The Last Light remained by the water, bobbing about as if waiting for Rourke to reach it. Coming to the bottom of the hill, Rourke shrugged off his backpack, slowing his steps as he carefully approached the small glowing orb. The Last Light didn't seem to be paying any attention to Rourke as he approached, silently bobbing up and down where it floated over the water. If anything, Rourke felt it was waiting for him; maybe it really was his sister, after all.
Reaching out with one hand, Rourke tried to coax the tiny light to come to him, smiling when it did so. Once he was able to, he cupped the Last Light in his hands, pulling his hands back against his chest. Taking a deep breath, he exhaled slowly through his nose, raising his hands to kiss his thumbs. "I miss you," he murmured lowly, lips brushing against his hands. "As always."
Lowering his hands, he opened them, the Last Light resting comfortably on his palm. The little orb gave off no heat and barely any light, but it was still a beacon in the darkness of the lands. Without warning, it lifted into the air, gliding off silently into the gloom of the woods and leaving Rourke alone. A warmth filled him; a feeling of contentment as Rourke took a moment to look around at his surroundings.
The stream was shallow and broad, but it looked deep in places. The edges and bottom were littered with stones, and it wouldn't take long for Rourke to build a small dam. He followed the path of the stream with his eyes, seeing that it circled around a large tree and back toward the hillside. Rourke noticed how the landscape curved from the steep hill into a cliff side, the rock face littered with plant life and climbing straight toward the sky. The stream seemed to flow up from under the rocks, more than likely surfacing from an underground spring.
Clearly in some sort of small valley, Rourke kept turning, trying to find another way to get out of the area without having to backtrack or climb straight up the cliff side. Just beyond the rocks, the terrain slopped again, circling around the far side of the stream and coming back down to the edge of the water. That part of the area was surprisingly open with one large tree that Rourke knew was very old. Even from where he was standing, he could see that if he tried to wrap his arms around it, he wouldn't be anywhere close to his hands meeting on the far side of the trunk.
Deciding the top of the cliff was the best place for him to try and get a better idea of the area, Rourke picked up his backpack and jumped over the stream before he walked up the hillside to stand at the top. From up here, Rourke could see the stream winding through the darkness of the area and the gradual slope of the hillside as it came down to the water just to rise sharply on the other side and crest at the hill he initially came down. Behind him, the ground leveled out with a large chunk of rock, void of any plant life that butted up against a higher rock face.
Rourke could now see the height of the rocks — he hadn't been able to judge them accurately when he stood by the stream — and about half way up, maybe just a little higher than he was tall, Rourke could see a dark opening. Not wanting to get too excited, but feeling that hopefulness just the same, Rourke decided to climb up there, anticipating that the darkness of that spot was in fact a cave and not just a depression in the rock.
The climb wasn't hard, Rourke easily found handholds and footholds to help him, and he climbed up onto the small ledge just as a crow flew away, most likely startled by Rourke's presence. The ledge flattened out, sweeping back into the darkness of what Rourke could now see was a small cave entrance. Twisting to sit on the edge, Rourke took a deep breath, sighing heavily as he looked around. He was getting pretty tired, but he knew he wasn't done yet, especially if there was a decently sized cave beyond that opening in the rock face.
From somewhere in the trees, the crow cawed loudly, clearly upset with Rourke sitting on the ledge. Deciding to keep moving, Rourke stood, brushing the dirt from his pants before moving toward the cave entrance. Pausing, he decided to get his bhasvah, and he carefully unwrapped the stone once he was just inside the entrance to the cave. It wasn't a very big cave, and appeared to not have been used by any animals recently, but it was more than enough for what he needed. It had a pretty flat floor that was stone, and there was a thin layer of dirt that he knew could easily be swept away. The walls were high, allowing him to stand easily, and it was several paces deep; large enough so that the light of his stone wasn't quite able to reach all the shadows. He knew as soon as he built a fire that it would light everything fairly well.
Setting his backpack on the floor, Rourke decided he would use this cave as he gathered more food and supplies, and began to make a mental list of things he would need to do. He would have to make a door of sorts to help keep the light of his fire from being seen, as well as damming up the stream in order to have a larger pool to collect water from and wash his weapons, clothing, and even himself.
First, though, he would need a fire, and Rourke opened his backpack, digging around for his rope, as well as the smaller pouch, just in case he found li'kai berries while he was out collecting firewood. He hadn't seen a lot of fallen wood around, but he had been pretty focused on following the Last Light and not surveying his surroundings. He was confident in his abilities to find enough wood for a fire, as well as some branches to make a door to help keep his presence in the cave unknown to passing Wolves. He certainly had a lot of work to do.

When Sammy gets attacked and dragged through his mirror, he is rescued by a quiet swordsman who claims Sammy is no longer in his world anymore. Rourke, as he introduces himself, claims that Sammy is now in a place simply called the darkness, and Rourke is traveling to a place called the Last City. Sammy is left no choice but to go with Rourke, and along the way Rourke begins to teach Sammy how to survive in his new home, and Sammy realizes he is attracted to the other man. With fear and hope, Sammy asks Rourke to go out with him, and to his utter surprise Rourke says yes! One thing still looms over Sammy and Rourke's new founded relationship, though, and that's the journey to the Last City.

The next morning Harry woke up to the sight of a small girl curled up to him as he was cuddling with her. She was still asleep, even though the curtains were open.
Harry, being still half asleep, thought he heard "FBI, open up" causing him to chuckle and waking the sleeping girl.
She opened her eyes and looked up at him from where her head was, near his chest. Her sleepy eyes widened bit by bit as she was frozen like a statue 
"/Good morning/" calmly Harry greeted
"/Good morning/" she replied while blushing up a storm
A small cough brought their attention to the smirking Apolline standing at the base of the bed "/I was looking for my daughter this morning, imagine my surprise when I find her in a boy's bed/" she shook her head as if in disappointment, causing Fleur to blush even more and Harry to laugh
"/Then perhaps we should discuss a marriage contract when we're older/" Harry joked, while sending a teasing smile towards Fleur.
By now fleur had enough of the teasing and decided to employ the better part of valour, and ran from the room. Apolline smiled as she was able to see the small smile of her daughter's face when she left 
'They grow up so fast…' the thought brought her to a halt. 'Wasn't harry, four? How is he so mature?' 
As if feeling her question he asked "/Have something to ask of me? /"
Apolline took a moment to consider the question she wanted to ask "/you… are odd for a four year old… I mean besides the Metamorphmagus abilities, I mean your maturity" she tried to explain as her usual, confident visage was put aside for a more motherly, concerned one
Harry smiled at her calmly, easing the tension that was building up inside her "I do not have as easy a life, as those books show" the rest he left unsaid, and she simply nodded and turned to leave the room
"Breakfast will be ready in fifteen minutes" she said, again, using her confident Lady attitude 
Harry liked that, no pity, no fussing. The attitude of I will help you, but not judge you. He found it quite rare all things considered, as most people would judge you and not help… Bastards
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The breakfast was uneventful. No one teased Fleur or Harry as they wanted it to be a pleasant occasion all around and now 
The rest of the day was spent exploring the French magical community with the ladies as Fredric had 'work'. Harry understood 'work' was just an excuse after being dragged by the two Veelas and one Queen through every Magical clothing shop in Paris… the city of fashion.
They soon had lunch and returned to the Villa that the Delacour family called home. But as all good things must end, it was time to go back to Brittan. 
Fleur of course was upset and clung to Harry like a vice. Harry thinking on what he can do to placate her remembered an item he received yesterday.
Harry placed the hand that wasn't enveloped by the teary eyed Fleur inside his pocket and took out from his inventory the two way magical mirrors. He presented one of them to Fleur with a victorious smile.
Fleur looked confused for a second but took the mirror "/what is it?/" she asked
"Go stand there and I will stand over there, then call my name" he told her as he pointed at a few meters away at opposite directions
Fleur complied, and when both were in position she looked at Harry for confirmation. Harry nodded his head and she called his name.
"/Hello Fleur/" she heard from the mirror. She turned towards the mirror only to see Harry, surprised, she started turning from the mirror to Harry and back to the mirror
Harry laughed at her actions but explained to her how the mirrors work and how she can talk to him whenever she wants using the mirror, regardless of distance and how he can visit her and she can come to his place whenever she wants.
Sufficiently subdued Fleur let Harry go after giving him a kiss on the cheek, much to the amusement of Apolline and ire of Fredric.
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On the way back to Brittan, again using the hanging gardens, Harry was trying to unlock his new sacred gear.
In order to make it more adaptable Harry had fused Byakko soul and the Golden Symbiot into it together. He then 'fed' it the rest of the items making the base of the Sacred Gear the White Tiger and the Golden Symbiote.
The problem showed itself when he finished bonding with it, it went dormant. Meaning he had to awaken it. What's worse, he still hadn't found a proper name for it.
'Maybe I should call it the Royal Feast, to represent the gear's eating to grow? Or the King's Conquest as it conquers the aspects it feeds on…' Harry was thinking to himself
While Harry was having his chuuni moment, on the floor in a lotus position, the system had a counter on display in the quest page that showed when Harry would awaken his Gear. Too bad he never checked it if he wasn't working on a quest.
"Oh, well" Harry told himself "work hard and let life do the rest" he cheered himself up as he went to train his Martial.
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Harry arrived home at night time, and checked his inventory one last time before his time for bed.
Throughout the months he's been here he received many things, from kitchen utensils to firearms to magical equipment. The problem was that he was too busy to sort through everything as he was taken over by the need to learn.
The only item requgnisable for him is the Heart of Tarrasque which boosts vitality and healing, as well as the person's physical strength. The Tarrasque itself however is an ancient beast that had the body of a six legged lion, with a turtle shell and lizard like tail. He recognised it from Dota 2.
Another thing is he received a lot of basic skills, like driving and cooking, but never used them. Even some weird ones that he didn't even know existed. 
'Like what the fuck is a knocker upper and why would I need this skill?' harry mentally shouted 'it better not be what I think it is'
He can probably ask the System about them, but he was tired from his physical training on the gardens, so maybe after the party tomorrow.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own anything.

young man dies
young man meets god
young man gets NO wishes
young man is stuck with his Lottery
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