"Hello there! Welcome to Bio-world where everything you want can bend to your will with the snap of your fingers!
Want a new Bio-screen, but OH NO, you don't have enough Bio-credits to pay for it. :(
Don't sweat the cost! Just give us a drop of your DNA and that new limited edition Bio-screen will be your's for the taking! Wait, you don't want to give us YOUR DNA. That's fine as well! Have a child! We'll take your child instead until your debt is paid! :) We promise to take good care of them! Now, remember nothing is as safe as Bio-safe!"
What if there was a world where money was  not the only source of income. Where technology no longer ran on just wires and metal mechanics. Screens, communication devices, etc all operated on your DNA.

Where children of the poor can be sold for products all for their genetics. To fight in arena's for the rich's entertainment. They still have a chance at freedom if they don't die first.
Being genetically modified is nothing new to Mute. Being a genetic reject isn't something new to her either.
Mute is a Sui-generis. Just one of the rare genetic defects of the Perfect Bio-World. To everyone else, including Mute's teammates, the Bio-world can do nothing wrong, but Mute knows what really goes on behind the Bio-screens.
Knowing the truth, Mute will do everything she can to escape the Bio-world, and get back to the one person she cherishes most. But when escaping fails, Mute's world gets thrown into chaos, and it takes every bit of will to keep her world from spiraling out of control. With the smoke lifted, and sold by the Snake Queen herself. The Sui-generis have to take a new look at their not so perfect world. They have two options adapt or be erased. Can Mute save her teammates from making the same mistakes she did or will they all shatter like pieces of a glass from a mirror?

"Faith: A strong word and feeling"

Two girls living in different timelines, but connected as one. Have been chosen by two different Gods. 

Mazatl born in the past were the Gods were strong and visible. Living in a small village outside of Tenochtitlan, better known as the Aztec Empire. Chosen by the "Feathered Serpent". Honor is given and faith grown stronger
For sheep being born in modern day society that is not the case. A child of immigrants in America. Western ideas and beliefs shoved down her throat since birth. A god has been planted in her soul but another has taken her heart, none other than the "Smoking Mirror". 

Both have paths they must follow, but what if one was to lead a stray? What would happen to either if them? will a cycle end or start?

"Faith: A strong word and feeling"

Two girls living in different timelines, but connected as one. Have been chosen by two different Gods. 

Mazatl born in the past were the Gods were strong and visible. Living in a small village outside of Tenochtitlan, better known as the Aztec Empire. Chosen by the "Feathered Serpent". Honor is given and faith grown stronger.
For sheep being born in modern day society that is not the case. A child of immigrants in America. Western ideas and beliefs shoved down her throat since birth. A god has been planted in her soul but another has taken her heart, none other than the "Obsidian Smoking Mirror". Sheep has been tasked by Tezcatlipoca to locate Quetzalcoatl.

Both have paths they must follow, but what if one was to lead a stray? What would happen to either if them? will a cycle end or start?

"What are  you planning?" Red asked again, hand on her gun.
"Nothing," replied Takumi, dabbing at Yandere's glass wounds with disinfectant. "Pass me the bandages." She silently wrapped the light cotton around his chest and back and over his right shoulder before laying him carefully on the sickbed in the nurse's office. She took a blanket from one of the cabinets before throwing it over him.
Red was slightly afraid of this side of Takumi, a side very much like the eviler of the Grimm brothers. The same calculating, cold determination in their eyes. The same emotionless yet wrathful and cruel voice.
Takumi brushed a strand of hair from Yandere's face, brushing her thumb along his cheekbone. "You have to live. That is an order." She looked at Red. "Your cape, Red." Takumi took the red cape she held out, draping it over Yandere. She removed the glove, the tips stained red with his blood, and placed it on the table by the bed, along with the strip of white and gold fabric.
"Little Red Riding Hood, I, Takumi Grimm, order you to stay by the White Bride and protect him."
"What are you doing, Takumi?" Red demanded. "It's my job to protect you--"
"Your job is to obey my orders. Or were you lying to me?" Takumi countered coldly. She already knew the answer, spinning on her heel and striding to the door. A glance at Yandere, then the door closed.
Takumi leaned against the door, breathing deeply. It wasn't time yet. She couldn't snap there. Just a bit longer.
"T-Takumi?"
Takumi looked up at that hesitant voice. "...Lily."
"You remembered my name," she said a bit breathlessly. "How is your friend?"
The light edge that had been in her tone softened as Takumi replied, "He's resting."
"You must care about him."
Takumi looked at her, puzzled. "Perhaps," she murmured. Takumi pushed off the door, glancing down the deserted hall. "You aren't afraid I'm dangerous?" she finally asked.
"Oh, God, no. My bloody family is scarier than you. But that doesn't mean you can't be scary. I think you're scary when you get angry."
Takumi nodded. "Good to know. You should stay with the others. You'll be safer."
"Where are you going?"
"To pay back a debt. Go to the classroom." Takumi started through the halls, making sure she was alone before jumping through a window and into a tree. She jumped again, grabbing onto a branch to slow her descent.
The only thing that could have done that was a Grimm Tale, and Takumi was the only one who could stop those. She held the book close to her chest as she made her way to the building.
As her foot crossed the threshold, everything changed.
The old, dilapidated building vanished, and she was in what seemed to be the top of a tower, a set of stairs leading down off to the side.
Takumi took them three at a time, hair streaming behind her, until she stopped, her feet hitting even floor. She looked ahead, into a brightly lit, wide hall, carvings of faces in agony and torment making a kind of gruesome pattern.
Takumi was about to take the first step when a voice echoed through the tower.
"Oh, the Baby Grimm returned! How delightful! Has she come to retrieve something of her Bride's?"
"What do you have of Yandere's?" Takumi demanded.
"Oh, nothing, really... Just his soul." Laughter. "He'll have a hard time waking up without his soul, now, wouldn't he?"
"What can I do to get it back?" Takumi asked, quietly, deadly.
"As long as you get it and stay alive, then you keep it. But be careful. One wrong move, and I'll add your corpse to my poison."
'Poison? Which Tales involved poison?' thought Takumi. But her attention was stolen when a small ball of bright gold light appeared in the middle of the hall. "Are there any conditions?" she asked.
"You only have two minutes."
Takumi judged the distance to be a hundred yards. Assuming the place was rigged, running alone was not going to be an option.
Takumi tapped the Grimmoire on the cover thrice, and it shrank to a size where she could tuck it in an inner coat pocket. She watched the walls, then launched herself into the room.
Her first step, and Takumi felt the slight shift of the tile below her foot, and she did a no-hands cartwheel over the axe that flew at her. She silently thanked her late mother for the training she'd given Takumi as she reached under her coat, hands closing around thin rods connected to a structure. And she pulled, freeing the structure of thin silver rod and a see-through membrane from the folds of the fabric, rejoining them above the coat, creating wings shaped like a hang glider.
Takumi jumped into the air, praising God for the high ceiling and wide hall. Her wingspan was nearly seven feet, but the ceiling were closer to seventy, the walls around a hundred feet apart.
Takumi reached under her coat again, one hand gripping an eight foot pole, the other pulling four throwing knives, tucked between her fingers.
The next attack was poison needles that Takumi knocked aside with her pole, then a dozen flying swords that she dodged.
But as Takumi neared that golden orb, a double-bladed axe shot from one of the mouths of the twisted faces, right at it. Takumi threw her knives, knocking the axe lower, just missing the gold orb.
More poison needles, and Takumi grit her teeth, pulling the wings back under her coat and dropping.
As she fell, she reached out to the orb. "You idiot," she whispered, before tucking it to her chest and rolling. She could feel the poisoned needles pass above her, and she was back on her feet, weaving through the hall, holding that orb, Yandere's soul, cupped to her chest.
Takumi hissed as the shaft of an axe slammed into her hip, and she had to drop the the tile to avoid the blade. She back-flipped to her feet, running again.
Just... a little... further...!
Takumi stumbled the last few steps, falling and sliding across the hard marble on her side, crying out as her back slammed into the wall.
"Well, you completed the task with the condition. You get to keep his soul. It was too pure to use as a poison, anyway. But you might want to get rid of that needle; it has poison on it. Of course, you got that when you protected his soul. How foolish you are, sacrificing yourself for the sake of a worthless servant."
Takumi reached around to her right shoulder blade, closing her fingers around the needle, before ripping it out. She let out a muffled scream before tossing the needle at the wall so hard, it buried itself in the stone wall. "I will make you pay for what you did to him!"
"Then come and find me, Baby Grimm."
Takumi stood carefully, ignoring the pain. She removed her hands, cupping the gold orb before her. "I order you, White Bride, return, rest, and then come to me." She watched the gold orb glow before rising from her hands, flying twice around her before going through the wall.
Takumi watched where the soul had gone through the wall for just a moment before turning back to the stairs leading down. They would join her soon.
.
"Takumi!"
Red looked down at him. "Thank God you're awake!  We need to go, now! She's going to die!"
Yandere sat up, confused. What was happening? He had just heard Takumi's voice, felt her hands, but now he was laying in an uncomfortable cot. Then he winced, hand going to his chest, his back. He frowned at Red's cloak, but smelled Takumi on it. Why hadn't she used her own coat?
"Come on! Get up! We have to help her!" Red shouted, hauling Yandere to his feet. "I have to guard you, so you have to come with me!"
But Yandere couldn't move his body once he was lifted from the bed. "Explain to me calmly. I was ordered to rest."
"After you got shredded up by the glass, Takumi walked out after ordering me to guard you. I can only assume she went to the Castle the Tale created."
"She went alone?!" Yandere exclaimed, sitting up again from where Red had laid him down. A Castle was like a different realm that Tales could create at will. "We have to go help her!"
"We will, as soon as the order is complete. But her order was for you to rest. I have an idea how you can get around it, though. You have to relax, until you feel no pain and your mind is empty, like you're asleep. That would count as resting."
Yandere sank into the blanket, closing his eyes and slowing his breathing. His heart was wild, though, beating quickly because he knew that she was alone and in danger.
"You need to slow your heart," reminded Red.
Yandere tried, but his head refused to let him. He saw the death of his last master, of his brother, of his king, and then he saw Takumi, her body twisted and shredded, blood dripping from her mouth, those bright, precious eyes dulled and blank with death.
"Yandere! Snap out of it!" Red snapped as the dark particles rose from Yandere's body. "She is still alive. She has to be alive."
Yandere breathed deeply, banishing the images of her dead body and Takumi.
This time when Red hauled him to his feet, his legs held. He glanced at the table, hand grabbing two very important things before turning back to the door. They nodded to each other before they ran into the hall. But something unexpected ran into them as they did.
"Whoa!"
.
Takumi ran down the spiral stone steps so fast she grew dizzy, but she plunged on, feeling as if her lungs were about to burst. She couldn't risk flying down the center; the walls were narrow, and she didn't know if this Grimm Tale had deadly traps posted there.
The stairs never ended, just going down, down, down. The darkness was harsh, only a few torches every couple dozen feet down, and only Takumi's sensitive yellow eye kept her from falling into the traps.
She jumped over an axe that plunged down from the wall, breaking apart the stairs behind her, giving her only one way to go. So she ran, breathing becoming labored.
Unforgivable, what this disgraced Tale had done to her people. She was going to rip this one apart. Melt his flesh from his bones, break each of his fingers, grind his eyes under her heel--
Takumi punched the wall as she ran, using the pain to ground her to reason. She just had to hang on. Endure, like she had for years.
The thought of her losing control switched Takumi's mind to another thorn in her side.
The Handler.
Ultimately, Takumi would need to battle against him. Their roles were opposites. Purification vs. Restoration. What would that battle look like? With the Grimm Tales fighting against each other, though their stories were told in the same book.
Takumi hissed in disgust.
"Now, now, dear. You shouldn't be taking your attention off of where you're going."
Takumi grit her teeth, arm lashing out as her foot stepped off of the stairs. She grabbed onto the edge, the sharp-cut stone cutting into her hand, the blood making her grip uncertain. "Bastard! Why don't you just show your damn-ugly face so I can beat it into the ground and grind it under my heel?!" Takumi  shouted.
"What's the fun in that. After sleeping, life seemed boring. Life is a constant battle against boredom! Anything boring deserves to be wiped from the world. So make this interesting, Grimm, or I'll be forced to eliminate you!"
Takumi's lips curled up in a snarl. "I've had enough of this prelude. Come to me! Red Riding Hood! White Bride!"
"Here, Master."
"Help me up." Takumi winced slightly as Red took her hand and hauled her up. "You got here faster than I thought," she said, grinning at them as she was pulled to her feet. She doubled over in a short fit of coughing before straightening up, watching the Tales.
Yandere sighed and took her injured hand, retying the bandage she had left on the table around her bleeding palm. "I was worried. Don't do that again," he said, eyes begging hers as he slipped that white glove over her hand.
Takumi looked at the glove a second before turning away. "He's down there. At the very bottom, I assume. But I can guess that it would be too dangerous to go straight down."
"I agree," Red said, peering down into the darkness. "Let's move."
Takumi started back down the stairs at a run, her Tales at her heels. After minutes of silence, she finally asked, "When is the lecture going to start?"
"If you want my honest opinion, I don't think you need the lecture," Yandere sighed. "We passed through that hallway, the one where my soul was. And we got stuck by a couple needles, and we have special abilities. For you, a mere human, to be able to pass through that without injury is amazing. I think you can hold your own."
Takumi nodded, rubbing her shoulder as she ran. Since she'd pulled the needle out, it had been constantly throbbing. It was burning now. Not a good sign, but Takumi guessed that she could hold it off until she captured the Tale. "My mother trained me," was all she offered.
"The stairs turn into a room about fifty feet down," Red said. "That may be the bottom."
"Prepare yourselves," warned Takumi.
The room was pitch black as they hesitated by the entrance, and all Takumi could tell that the room was circular and large, with a high, domed ceiling.
She reached under her coat.
"It's about time you got here," that voice drawled. "I've been bored. That tends to put me in a bit of a bad mood."
Takumi winced and shielded her eyes as bright, white lights flashed on all at once around the room. When she could see again, she cautiously looked around.
"Oh..." Red gasped.
Yandere drew his rapier, eyes cold and hard. "It's been quite awhile."
"Indeed." He had chin-length glossy black hair, his eyes emerald green, fair, beautiful like his face, but covered by thin-lensed glasses. His white skin stood out due to the raven black lashes and painted nails, unmarred. Lips brushed with bloodred lipstick curled into a terrifying smile. "Now, Grimm," he said, his voice smooth, sweet to the point of toxic. He swept his long, red cape behind him, black heeled boots clicking against the stone, a black and red mid-shin dress swishing with every step. "Tell me now, Grimm! Who is the fairest of them all?!" he cried, and mirrors shot down around them until all Takumi could see was a reflection of herself.
Yandere pulled her to his chest, blocking her sight of the mirrors and the blinding light and her own face. "Be careful, Grimm!"
"How dare you! How dare you betray us?!" the young man shrieked. "Traitors! How dare you protect Grimm!"
"Yandere, stand back," Takumi ordered, her hair falling over her eye as he shifted in unease.
"Are you sure, My Lady?" he asked.
"Do it."
Yandere obeyed, and Takumi faced her assailant. "I am Takumi Grimm! And I will be your master when this battle is over." She jerked her head, the hair falling away from her eye. The cat pupil was slit dangerously. 
Takumi's glare was positively deadly as she drew a silver sword from under her coat and lunged, and he withdrew a poisonous purple blade from the folds of his dress. "I'll be the one surviving, Grimm. And I'll show you who the fairest of the land is!"
Their blades met, both snarling with the strain, each trying to push the other back. They sprang away from each other, feet barely touching down before they attacked again.
"Seven!" he shouted, and a mirror swung back, seven... things walking into the room.
They were all different, but they were all horribly mangled and disfigured. One had eyes on his ankles, and his tongue stuck from his cheek. Another had a pair of shears stabbed through one of his eyes, a hand growing from his mouth, and one of his feet on his stomach.
"The King's wife bore him a daughter, white as snow, red as blood, and black as ebony."
Takumi struggled to concentrate and listen to the whispers coming from the walls at the same time. She parried a blow before striking out, but he was faster than her strike, neatly dodging around it. "You fight like a dairy farmer," Takumi spit.
"How appropriate. You fight like a cow," he countered with a snarl.
"A year later, the King took another wife. She was a beautiful woman, but she was proud and arrogant, and she couldn't stand it if someone were to surpass her in beauty."
They locked blades again, their faces only inches from each other.
"You cannot truly understand the Grimms' legacy," he hissed.
Takumi bared her teeth. She noticed the black apple tattoo on his collarbone, and the pieces snapped together. She laughed coldly, mouth turning up into a cruel smile, and said in a low, taunting voice, "I. Know. Who. You. Are."

A girl who can't be lied to, and a mission full of things she thought never existed.
Takumi Saeo, a 15 year old transfer student from Kyoto to London, must purify the Grimm Tales from their Restored state the Handler put them in.
However, if only a descendant of Grimm can Purify the Tales, wouldn't it stand that only a descendant of Grimm can Restore them...?
Lies, betrayal, broken vows, and battles to save the world from darkness.
Which side of Grimm will win?

Name: Damien ??? ( He named himself Malach, it's not his real name)

Gender: male

Age: 17.5

Body type: slim and slightly muscular.

Blood type: AB

Height: 178

Hobbies: Gaming , puns and pranking

Fears: Mirrors 

Powers: demon 

Loves: ELLA , Ella's laugh and puns

Looks: Latino tan , bloody red hair ( looks almost unnatural) bright red eyes and a cheerful aura. ( Part time cinnamon roll)


He is the purest cinnamon roll. He's 17 but has the mindset of a 7 year old. 

He's sweet and thoughtful and always spreads positivity.

But ince he's angry ( which doesn't happen very often) you better run. 

He has abit of an unhealthy obsession with Ella , not a yandere or anything like that kind of obsession , he always needs her to tell him that she likes him or didn't ' forget ' him. 

He has a crush on Ella ever since middle school and is the shy type so he never told her. 

The trio has been besties since they were 4 , during their experimentation era. 

Again , he's a sweet ball. And the group's ray if pure sunshine.

After the great war , freaks were nearly extinct. All what was left was the half breeds who were either taken away as specimens for top secret experiments or they hide praying to never be found. Two of the most valuable test subjects start what they were made for. Will it work? Or will things turn out ... Horribly wrong? Or ... Will it only be Misfortune

shin: Umm...you ask what happen to ha,....

Back inside-----

???: Let's start with an introduction.

Said the unknown person as shin still can't see him.

Shin: I don't mind...I am shin no last name just shin, almost a normal person like many things...
dislike nothing in particular, hobby messing with other under normal circumstances or doing something impossible shit that's all. 

Said shin as he starts reading the environment around him to come up with a counter-attack if a fight break.

Shin: ' Dam I can use anything here it's his.....territory ' Hey give me allowance to use my space magic and fire magic.

Shin understands that he is domain magic or territory creation magic one of the strongest and hard to control. And ask for demand the permit to use his magic.

???: Voo...quite rude off. You are smart but still rude let me complete my intro I am o
Overseer/Overlord/Mad tyrant/ True demon/
True major outer god and so on many titles but you can call me.....B. yes, I like it. ' Hmm, he isn't surprised interesting '

Explained the unknown with excitement in the and as he stares and observes shin.

B: So shin you see I am a lazy person and found you the most compatible person in this... QereQewq

Shin: I can't see you and can't understand that last word of yours, Mr. B ' Is that asshole trying to read my mind '

Said shin as he gives respect to the next person while testing something.

B: No, I am no.... 'Dam it'

said B. calmly and forget that he is indeed reading his mind.

Shin: Caught you red hand!!! You bastard lier!!!

Shouted shin at him, and suddenly he sees things were coming out from nowhere.

He casually sat on a sofa and see a floor made of blue crystal and many mirrors as walls and roofs.

He takes out a cigarette from his pocket and touches it to burn it with magic.

B: Magic is quite convenient isn't it. I want to ask you something in exchange you can too.

Stated B with confidence and take out a piece of paper.

Shin: If you say so, but you have quite a fetishes of shine things aren't you. *Haaaa

Said shin as he creates an infinity symbol from smoke as he looks at shin floor and roof of the room.

B:  ' Cunning and quite an observant person '
Indeed haha you can say that....I have quite a fetishes.....but smoking is also your hope am I right??

He chucked and said as he sees shin was quite calm more likely abnormal calm.

Shin: Yup, it helps to reduce stress through its kill but still '' the truth is nobody cares ''

He mutters in end and inhales again.

B: You can say out loud no one is hearing us.

Said B as he was confusing a little.

Shin: The walls have an ear to be aware B. You never know what life do you next movement like me haha.

Said shin as he under a little his situation and what is going on with this person.

B: Quite and quotes you have so... let's end this topic and ask each other and help.

Shin: Ok, you ask first.....

B: Guest first after all you came here for help didn't you.

Shin: Hmm, partially yes as I think no.....ok let me ask you....You are the person who is responsible that happens to me every single thing if I am correct.....

B: Not everything almost everything. Now it's my turn.

Shin: Wait tell me what I want to know first!!

Shouted shin as B. didn't explain everything but shin understand how this meeting is going to end.

B: I said I explain to you but not how much did I.

Stated B. with seriousness as he trying to have an upper hand and planning something.

B: Now it's my turn. So I want to ask would you like to take my place as you are only one out of 10 exionls you are the most suited person as you see *snap 

[A/N: 10 exionls = 10 times of infinity 
In short author bulshit ]

The area starts to change again but this time it did not shine or beautiful or something, this time it was the same as before the realm of B.

Shin: This is my second time I am here...but wait.....

Said shin as his body was not trembling this time.

B: See these all are those who were not compatible but try because of their greed....all of them. Don't worry you are a compatible person plus a smart one considers yourself lucky.

Said B. to ensure shin that he is his ally, not the enemy.

Shin: Ok, now let get done with it....directly ask me what you want, I ask why I came here, and boom....

Said shin as he was losing his patience.

B: Fine, you are in a hurry listen to me now, I need your help and you need mine...help

The thing becomes awkward as B takes a gap in between talk.

B: *ahem for now I will give everything fucking everything!!! Now listen to me carefully.

In exchange for this service, I will give you the location of your lost treasure which you love more than anything!! Now Accept or rege-

Said B while holding the back of his neck not tightly firm grip.

Shin: Tell me!! What I-

B: You see I have to leave so we will meet in next time...till then.. Just remember we hold equal status now New overlord Shin or Lord Xenophilius XX.

B: Everything is yours now good luck. ' I am don't swing that way '

*Zap

Shin: Fuck, I feel like I am doomed. ' He readed my past fuck you '


Shin: She really is a Yandere....dam he is hard.

Present <----------------

Shin: Ton of crazy shit happens but for now let have some fun!!
 



***: My life such as being an overlord is soo boring hmmm.....let's restart it from a new beginning.

***: Master, our various territory is under attack-

***: We are retreating with everything.

***: What!!!!!!


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Points to note

* My English sucks
*Grammar is not an exception 
* only my character is my nothing else
* I am doing this for fun

Xing Lei glanced around as a new voice echoed around him. Halatrax and Tyrix seemed to fade out of existence, even the godly arena blew away like smoke in the wind. Darkness surrounded the kobold who clutched his side. Turning, Xing Lei searched for the source of the voice. As the darkness receded he found himself in a corridor, soft lamp light illuminated it and a single doorway where a familiar man stood waiting for him.

"King Yama, its been awhile. I did not expect to see you so soon again."

The man gave a mirthless smile, "Nor did I. Would i could be rid of your lecherous existence once and for all but it seems I'm doomed to have dealings with your kind."

Xing Lei tilted his head, "My kind?"

Yama grumbled opening the door and waving the kobold forward, "Come in, this little meeting can't take too long and he wants to see you."

Xing Lei glanced at King Yama before slipping past him into another room, one wall was covered with hazy mirrors much as the one Halatrax had summoned above him during the trial. Various scenes were depicted in each one. Xing Lei versus Halatrax and Tyrix, Lusana and Estrelie against Quellia, Ottar in a rather compromising position with one of his tavern waitresses, Xing Kah and His Only Shadow snuggling back at the tribal cave. The various mirrors showed a multitude of individuals, some in romantic interludes others in heated battle.

As for the watcher, a dragonfolk with gray scales reclined on a couch before the wall of mirrors. Between his legs a silent Destorianaxe was going to town on his genitalia completely oblivious to her surroundings. Xing Lei frowned seeing this reaching for a spear he no longer held, his fingers grasping at air as the dragon man lightly rolled his head looking towards him, "This is my realm Xing Lei, you're a guest here in spirit nothing else."

"Dragon God I presume?" Xing Lei asked icily stepping closer focused on the dragoness who seemed completely to giving this figure, head. Nothing else seemed to matter to her at this moment and he could see why. When her head bobbed up her eyes were open but unseeing, it was like she was here physically but her mind was shut off.

The Dragon God laughed softly, "I'd suggest paying no attention to the man behind the curtain especially if he were currently getting a hummer from a munchkin but much like this situation its a little hard to say to forget seeing what is the truth of the situation."

Xing Lei frowned deeply, he barely understood what the being was saying but what he could understand was... this was Destorianaxe's "reward" for winning the battle trial. His questioning and dark look made the Dragon God chuckle, "I assure you she gave her consent Lei, I can wake her if you want but that will reduce the time I have to tell you what is going on."

Looking to Destorianaxe with a frown he looked to the entity and shook his head, "Better she not wake to this or you might lose something important."

The Dragon God laughed snapping his fingers, the scene of the being being sucked by Destorianaxe was replaced by a version of Xing Lei sat in its place, a female Dragon God replacing Destorianaxe. Smirking from between his legs she shook her head, "I can be male or female, just in case one of those males won. So no, not that important, least to me."

Xing Lei shuddered, the vision dispelling returning to the male Dragon God being serviced by Destorianaxe, "Though I do prefer this existence. Zee is a wonderful consort but I've always been partial to Destorianaxe ever since she gave me you. Though while I enjoy her, she is not of a similar temperament,  long standing issues with her family. So while she agreed to a compromise,  she in the end, does not care for me in either form. Ah well. Her loss, but we digress."

"I will spell it out frankly, you are losing. If this continues Halatrax and Tyrix will pick you apart in short order. There's also Sandril and Damak to consider. Once the former sees you in dire straights that opportunistic halfling will throw his hand in the ring. As for that pervy old oracle, once he calms down he'll also likely join in. Then there's Quellia, once she finishes being the raving psychotic yandere she is, she too will seek you out. Three major gods, two lesser. And one major is overwhelming you, the current second is throwing light punches hoping you have a trump card to punish his sibling."

"Well if Estrelie and the other goddess can kill Quellia, she won't be a threat..." Xing Lei started.

"Gods don't die Xing Lei." The Dragon God cut him off, "Oh they bleed alot but if you slaughter them until they're a pile of mince meat they'll just resurrect themselves. Simply put I suppose gods CAN die, they just don't stay dead."

Xing Lei felt his jaw drop. How could he win then? Even if he beat them down they wouldn't stay dead? Didn't that mean he had to find a weakness like the phoenix? But even as this thought the Dragon God shook his head grunting out, "They aren't reborn like that fool Stavros. They simply are again from whatever they aren't. In fact, killing Halatrax would return him to the height of his power. So no, Stavros is exactly whom you should not emulate after."

Xing Lei fell silent as he stepped back and forth in thought, the Dragon God didn't disturb his musing again focusing on Destorianaxe doing her business between his legs another while before shoving her back, pushing the dragoness on all fours, lifting her tail he mounted her swiftly, other then his grunts and the sound of two draconic bodies colliding nothing else disturbed the contemplation of the kobold. Glancing over, Xing Lei gave the thrusting Dragon God another dark look, seeing Destorianaxe reduced to a toy for the greater being greatly irked him.

"Ultimately it comes down to having the power to do anything. I need to reach the apex. The half step realm is not enough to have a say in anything. The trouble is even after eating a full bloodline phoenix I've hit a wall, I should be able to breakthrough but for some reason I just can't reach... the... high heavens..." Xing Lei's words trailed off as he spoke, his head snapping up to look over at the Dragon God.

The being gave a smug nod, "Can't reach the high heavens? You're no longer on the elemental plane of ice my friend, you stand in the high heavens themself. If you still can't reach them from where you are, you would never have reached the apex."

Xing Lei blinked as if the sheer obvious logic was a tail slap of Destorianaxe. Since reaching the godly arena he had not bothered trying to cultivate but if the world had pure energy than this higher plane must have... Xing Lei cursed himself for overlooking the obvious. Between the show trial and the battle he'd overlooked exactly where he was, they had invited him into literally the best place to break through! Sighing he shook his head, "Will Osilliaice and Alustriea survive this if I go this route? Having King Yama here makes me think you're going to ask a favor of him."

The Dragon God huffed slamming against Destorianaxe glancing over at the kobold who still nagged about irrelevant matters, "Your wives will be with you if you win. As for Yama, I've asked a task of him but that wasn't it.. well not in part. Other plans. You'll see. Anyways, back you go, give Halatrax a punch for me!"

As Xing Lei faded from the room the door opened to reveal King Yama and a spectral Destorianaxe. Both looking ill at ease as the Dragon God continued his use of her body. "God's damn you DG, couldn't you have waited to start that? What must Xing Lei think of me to look like THAT!"

DG chuckled slapping her scaled posterior, while the body jerked it in no way reacted to it, though the spectral Destorianaxe growled low, "You play a dangerous game DG."

The Dragon God laughed, "You love me and you know it."

"Narcissistic asshole."

The Dragon God laughed, "That's me!"

King Yama face palmed, "Will he really win? The thing you asked for wasn't easy."

The Dragon God nodded finally emptying inside Destorianaxe before standing up and moving before the mirrors. The distracting ones vanished as the one depicting Xing Lei against the godly siblings expanded to fill the wall. Destorianaxe slipped back into her body and shuddered, "Why does it always feel like I've humped a volcano when you do this DG?"

"Potent stuff. Needs to be for the next part of my plan, regardless if our Xing Lei wins, my plan continues."

"Ever the romantic." Destorianaxe quipped looking as the three resumed their fight, "I can't help?"

The Dragon God shook his head, "Better you take care of your children. When the egg is laid I'll come collect it, it needs to be elsewhere for this next bit."

"You won't even let me see this one?!" Destorianaxe growled her eyes flaring in anger.

"You'll see him eventually. When its time."

Destorianaxe lunged at DG, her body expanding into the fearsome black dragon she was but before she could even take a swing at him her form scattered like the early morning must under the rising sun. King Yama shook his head, "Do you delight in being a pompous ass?"

The Dragon God smiled, "All part of my charm."

*   *   *   *   *

Xing Lei returned to his body not with a triumphant battle cry but a grunt of pain. He had overlooked his shattered ribs after not feeling them for a stretch, now the pain rushed back into his senses. He almost cursed the Dragon God, almost. Exhaling he looked at the pair of Halatrax and Tyrix who still we casually discussing matters like the kobold before them both was already a corpse. Chuckling he clutched his side and pushed himself up straight, the action bringing a skeptical look from both gods.

Tyrix shook his head, "You are undeniably tenacious Xing Lei but you are mortal, just lay down and die like a good dog should."

Halatrax snarled, "Better he doesn't so we can teach him a proper lesson. The mortals below all know it is foolhardy at best to challenge the gods, yet this mortal dares spit on us with his obscene will. Where does he get the guts?! Right Sandril? Damak? Don't the two of you slowly want a pound of this outsiders flesh?!"

Sandril appeared to Halatrax's right, a pair of fighting claws adorned his thick fists, "Aye for the injury upon my person and the slights of my daughter, he owes me blood for sure!"

Xing Lei blinked. His daughter? The kobold stared at the fat halfling, shifting his gaze as he tried to recall the halflings he had personally interacted with. He'd seen loads of them sure but had issue with one directly? Wait. Wasn't there that Heavenly Rose one that had tried to sell him off? That was his DAUGHTER?! Xing Lei blinked, was the Heavenly Rose a dumping bit for godly whelps? Didn't that mean that the cultivator that forced him to join was also...

Glancing to the old man in ruffled robes covered in feminine foot prints Xing Lei was hard pressed to say that this pathetic geezer ever laid with a woman to produce a girl that strong. Halatrax took one look at Damak and sighed, "You're not even going to change old man?"

Damak smirked sticking his thumbs in his robe lifting the front to show off the dainty foot print of Estrelie, "Hell no, I've been needing this one for my collection."

Halatrax sighed rubbing his face in frustration. Damak sneered and lifted his head, "You infidels simply have not recognized the truth that is women's feet! One day I will enlighten my heathen brothers, mark my words!"

Halatrax, Tyrix and Sandril all face palmed. Damak was a pervert amongst perverts, before his ascension he had tried to collect literal female feet, even getting a serial killer name for his disturbing fetish. His absolute adherence to truth, or at least, the "truth of women's feet" is what lead to him rising to the mortal pantheon. Still everyone knew he was just a geezer pervert, through and through. Damak sighed looking to Xing Lei, "Mortal have you not been enlightened by the truth? Bow down before sister Quellia's adorable toes and perhaps we'll leave your corpse intact... though I'm claiming the feet of your wives. Dragonfolk feet are so hard to come by!"

The other three sighed and stepped further away from the old man, he was a valuable aid when dealing with godly discussions but his perversion made even Tyrix leery of the senile old fart. Four sets of gazes fell upon the kobold, each wanted his life but were they prepared? Xing Lei smiled.

Xing Lei had achieved the apex, surrounded by friends and family he stood at the final gate before achieving true immortality, surviving this last tribulation would mean the completion of his lifes struggle. But we all know the heavens are blind and spiteful. Before Xing Lei can achieve godhood he is struck down Reborn in a land as foreign to him as possible, he must crawl back to the final stage, but not as a man. So begins the task of the Immortal Kobold. * Note: I don't own the image used for the cover art, if the one who does wishes me to remove it, just let me know.

A young boy was lying on a patch of lush green  grass.  He had medium length dark black hair. His face was the definition of the word 'extremely good-looking'. He had deep light violet eyes that were mysterious yet beautiful at the same time. He had slightly slanted chin and a perfect face. There was no room for criticism in his facial features.

He was a teen around the age of 17. His height was 5'9 feet and his build was like that of a sportsman. Although he wasn't on the buff side. His muscles were perfectly defined and were enticing enough for any lady to pounce on him if they were to see his naked body.  

If anyone were to dig deep and try to find out this boy's background, They would be shocked as hell because he had no history whatsoever in this world. As if he had popped up out of thin air, and indeed it was the case!

Zen looked at the blue sky with a mild patch of clouds lingering about and he couldn't help but take a deep breath. 

Hah!

Being alive sure feels nice!

Zen had just appeared in this world. And he wasn't even given the leisure of having to posses a new body. He was sent with his old body and he had no background in this world. But he was quite happy that he was still alive and was most probably in an Animé world. 

Although he still didn't knew which world this was.....

Everything will work out one at a time! Yes! I should ask my cheat system first. 

"System?"

Zen called out warily as if afraid of everything being a dream and his wild imagination. To his relief the system responded immediately.


[ The host has to set a character and name for me. ]

The system's voice contained a bit of annoyance as if feeling indignant at being called a system again and again. Although Zen was trying to think if robotic voices can display their annoyance...

[ Hmph! I'm not a robot, I'm a supreme creation of god. A creation especially made out to help the 'HOST' so that the 'HOST' can tread carefully and be guided at times ]

This time around the system's voice almost felt like it was throwing a tantrum. Calling him 'HOST' so that he would know how it feels to be called as 'system'. 

"Ok ok tell me what are the characteristics that are available for me to set you up with"

[ Select a nature for the system
Little lovable loli
Ara ara milf
Slut
lover
kind
Tsundere
Yandere
kuudere
.....
....
...
....
....
...
Sadist
Masochist 
Ageplayer ]

[ The host can select three different nature's and combine them ]

Slack jawed!! 

This was Zen's reaction when he saw the absurd list.

Who in their right mind will pick an attendant with slutty attitude??? and if going through all Zen can even accept a slut but a yandere...... A yandere is a ticking bomb that can explode along with the guy.

No ducking way I'm picking those!!! I love mild yandere's but still no thanks!

Zen noticed one more thing. The nature's that were all available were only related to girls. Although he was extremely satisfied with that he still asked the system.

"Why don't you have any male nature's or such like butler, Knight, Loyal vassal, philander....?"

[ Because I'm a female you baka! ]

Zen felt like if he asked any more such questions he'll suddenly receive divine punishment from heaven because some of the lurkers who are watching over his life sure love female systems!

"Yeah yeah I understand. So syste— no, no, no, So- Sofy. Yes! your name is sofy from now on"

Zen was gonna call her system again when he suddenly felt his blood running cold and he felt a shiver down his spine. He immediately corrected himself and gave a name to the system.

Damn! You're supposed to help me, not to scare me shitless. 

Zen felt wronged but he could do nothing about that, so he just let it be.

"And as for your nature. Please don't change it. Just let it be with whatever it is right now."

Although sometimes scared from her and still feeling wronged. Zen felt that his system had quite the personality and he would feel awkward if she suddenly turned into his lover or an ara ara onee-san.

The current her felt more like a human so he was fine with her being the way she is. Although he'd have to ask her to be a little nice.

Unbeknownst to him, The non existent heart of the system thumped hard for the very first time after her creation. She felt really happy that her host—  Zen didn't change her nature or treat her like a machine.

Looking around, I can feel that this world is mostly like earth, even the grass I'm lying at is a part of a public garden. Don't tell me I was sent back to earth! No! No! No! that place doesn't have anything left for me except my father in name and my venomous step-mother. 

Bewildered, Zen asked sofy about which world he was in, his voice had the tone of a pleading man instead of a questioning man. 

Please don't be earth! Please don't be earth! Plea...

Zen continued to chant his secret mantra in order to survive the cruel fate of traveling back to earth. Seeing this, sofy chuckled softly as she dropped the bomb.

[ We're indeed on earth, Zen ]

At that moment. Zen felt countless mirrors shattering in his heart. But before he could cry at his own misery, Sofy continued her sentence.

[ Albeit, Parallel. This is the world where your new life will start from. And yes, this is an Animé world ]

Sofy said mischievously. She still haven't told him which world he had come to and the suspense was killing him. He urged her

"Oh my dear sofy, Please stop beating around the bush and tell me which anime world this exactly is?"

Being sent randomly to an Animé world. Zen felt like his misfortune will send him to world's he wouldn't want to visit. But his mind blew up the moment he heard the anime name coming from Sofy's voice. He just couldn't figure out if that tentacle god was being generous to him or his luck has really been blessed by a goddess.

[ To love-Ru ]

Sofy said.

'Holy fook!' This was the only word that came to Zen's mind when he heard the name.


Edea POV
Sometimes a second felt like an hour, sometimes an hour felt a second.
The occuring of a future event would sometimes flow like a slow and gentle breeze and sometimes like a raging and fast tornado.
The rise of a king in a second and then in a second later the fall of his kingdom.
The blossoming love between a noble and a commoner, their struggles and story in a second and then in an instant later the withering of their love and passion.
The story of a warrior as he rises and ultimately become a god.
The story of a girl who swore the destruction of her enemies and the world.
The dull yet somehow fulfulling story of a farmer.
I could sometimes catch a glimpse of Velena figthing in an arena full of powerful warriors until death, Ira freezing worlds and Theresa rising as a queen and her conquests of many worlds.
So many worlds, some have a peaceful and positive future while some have a miserable future and can't even avoid it.
But do I care about the tale of a hero and its journey to save its friends, the vengeance of an unfortunate man, the struggles between classes or a bitter war between two sides?
Many events that can be changed by a single decision of an individual, many future events that cannot be changed no matter what someone tries to change it, none of them matters.
Yet the thing that matters the most here is something I cannot find.No matter how I desired and willed to see, her future is something I couldn't see instead there would be visions of our hometown being invaded either by our allies or monster, visions of my three closest sisters dying and dying again in different ways and in different times.
A title is what seperates me from gazing at Deva's future.
A step to reach her future yet it seems untraversable.
-....T..m....o...k.....e....E.....a
A voice called me.
Is seemed that an eternity passed since last time I heard that familiar voice.
Who?
-E...de...a...wa....up
That's her voice...ah, her sweet voice.
I could hear her more and more clearly.
-Ed....a....it....me...wake.....
More.More.A bit more closer.
Then I could finally open my eyes.
"Finally!Hahahah!Edea....ah Edea!" She embraced me, I ignored the foul scent of blood on her body, or the sight of many dismembered bodies and to their very back the sight of a woman that has her limbs cut off and is barely breathing, I only embraced Deva back.
"Deva,Deva...Haaa Deva." The two of us called each other's name time and time again until only the sound of the breathe of the limbless woman could be heard.
Then I could hear Deva ripping someting and then my sight changed that to room where two women were waiting for us.
One was a stranger while the other had the appearence of Deva.
The last thing I saw was their pale expressions as they watched in this direction.
And then I passed out.
...
...
...
No matter what, rushing in an enviroment where you don't know nothing about is reckless and insane.
Yet the moment this appeared:

[Connection with Edea Yera has been re-established.]
My body was already moving on its own and several skills and titles activated on their own as I run towards Edea.
My negative emotions were conjured in different forms and shapes, a hundred of mirrors popped out and followed me from behind as I run towards Edea, the layout of my surroundings shown in my mind and the location of Edea shown thanks to the skill [Connection].
I should have disabled my enemies instead of killing them but I wasn't even thinking about that, only the image of Edea was on my mind.
Countless waves, tentacles, spears and tendrils made of different emotions and rays of light from my floating mirrors overwhelmed my enemies fortunately someone managed to survive and ended only with her limbs being cut off.
*sigh* I became too emotional these past months, we were separated for several months and I ended being like this just with the mention of their names.
Shouldn't I too be considered as a yandere?
Like I mentioned before, I became too reliant on their presence but is that bad thing? It can be considered as a weakness or a flaw but do that matter too much?
This weakness is after all my everything.
...
...
...
Entrusting Edea to Devi,I returned to Merkuris by ripping another scroll of teleportation which different to the cabin of scenarios' teleportation this scroll needs another scroll of another kind on the other end to sucessfully teleport and obviously it requires a ton of mana.
Hmm...
"Haa...hick...haaa...heee..."
I watched the woman crawling towards a direction leaving a trail of blood as she crawled.
"Hmm?You don't have a system?How did you even survive?" 
I slowly walked towards her, startling her and making her even more frightened.
"Haaa...You dare...attack an Overseer...haaah...hick..."
"Oh!Is that so." Without giving much a reaction I pulled out a bunch of potions and shoved their contents on her limbs making her hiss out of pain.
"So you used your subordinates as shields and with that you survived, that's a good thing with that you will be my source of information about everything."
"How d-did you even find that we were here. This planet is pretty much concealed by a special barrier"
"I have my methods besides if this planet wasn't this small I wouldn't be able to activate my skill.Now miss Overseer let's go to your new home!Let's go!"
I returned to Divine Dante with the Overseer after looting all the valuable treasures their base had to offer.
...
...
...
Edea's visions about the future weren't about a distant future in fact Velena has already become the champion of the arena she is trapped on and has to entertain everyday by fighting monsters and contestans. The number and strenght of her enemies grows everyday.
Ira who for some unknown reason has lost her mind started to freeze all her surroundings.
And Theresa who became a queen of an elven kingdom has started to lead the elves under her and fight other kingdoms.
...
...
...

As a system was granted to Deva she soon embarked on her own adventure; from exploring different worlds; from exploiting both the weak and strong to quell her lust and create any kind of scenario to entertain herself.

The world lost its light for a second, and Noah reappeared in the sky with his fiendish mouth still open. Flames spread under him, and the armored knights crumbled under the might of his innate ability.
The aura radiated by the purple lines pressed on his mind and made him deplete more mental energy, but Noah preferred to take care of the other defenses first. Moreover, he would exhaust his solid darkness before emptying his sea of consciousness anyway, so he didn't mind those inscriptions.
Some of the mirrors shattered under the shockwaves released by his attack, but the others followed his figure and launched beams made of different elements. Meanwhile, the cultivators in the distance fired their cannons, which shot large bullets covered in a smelly substance.
Noah tilted his wrist, and hundreds of black lines shot from the Demonic Sword. That simple gesture had been enough to launch slashes in every direction, and all of them had a quasi-rank 6 power!
The Demonic Sword didn't feel any pressure when releasing that attack. The period spent immersed inside the Cut's aura had made him able to control his strength and turn his every move into a slash.
The slashes crashed on the defensive measures. The beams couldn't do anything against them, and the black lines landed on the mirrors. The bullets opposed some resistance, but Noah's attacks pierced them anyway, even if they dispersed a few meters after.
The mirrors shattered, and their buildings began to crumble due to the impact. Corrosive smoke spread on those spots too and seeped inside the cracks that had formed.
The bullets exploded after being cut in half. They released a poisonous cloud that clashed with the Demonic Sword's corrosive smoke. The two corrosive abilities destroyed each other as they fought.
Noah's eyes sharpened at that sight. He didn't unleash his full power, but the Elbas family had managed to block him without suffering any losses. Also, those were only the first layers of defense.
'I might not be able to seize anything,' Noah realized when he saw more knights rising from the ground. They were different at that time. Their metallic surface had turned black and had a few runes on it.
More mirrors appeared on the intact buildings nearby. They began to accumulate "Breath" again, but Noah felt a sense of disgust when his consciousness analyzed that flow of energy.
He understood what was happening instantly, but he wanted to test how effective that procedure was. The world lost its light again, and more flames covered the ground.
Most of the knights crumbled, but some of them managed to endure the might of the flames. The mirrors launched white beams at that point, and Noah answered with the same slashes.
The cultivator's cannon shot again, but black lines were already flying in their direction, and the clash with the bullets created threatening clouds right next to them.
The slashes fended off the white beams, but they didn't manage to reach the buildings. More black knights surged from the ground, and they appeared as an improved version of those that had survived his flames.
Noah could only watch as the defensive formations adapted themselves at his abilities and element. The new knights had high resistance to flames, while the white beams had used "Breath" of the light element as their fuel.
He had never heard of anything similar. Formations usually had a specific task and set weaknesses. They didn't change their approach according to their opponent unless someone controlled them.
'Can I even reach the core?' Noah wondered, but he knew the answer to that question already. He was in the middle of one of the most advanced places in the world. He had no hope to cross those defenses on his own.
Noah changed approach at that realization. Continuing to fight the defensive formations would only cause him more problems. It was better to aim for his target and unleash as much destruction as he could along the way.
A human-shaped crack appeared in the sky as he shot toward Cecil's presence. The latter was right beyond the three water puppets, and Noah's initial idea was to ignore them.
However, more lines lit up in the sky while he sprinted in his dark dimension. A series of currents came out of the puppets, and they blocked Noah's path in multiple spots as they created a massive wall.
There seemed to be sensors that worked together with the defenses all around the Academy. Puppets at the bottom of the sixth rank could gain an awareness superior to many powerhouses thanks to them.
Noah felt forced to stop. Currents shot out of the wall in front of him, and white beams came after him from behind. The cultivators had pulled the trigger on the cannons, and the knights had begun to fly in his direction.
That situation was dire. Noah wouldn't suffer any injury, but he couldn't let the formations gain the upper hand in that situation. Being suppressed there would mean having to break through the constant assault of protections tuning with his power.
Snore enveloped his figure, and a layer of dark rocks covered its dark skin. Then, Noah threw hundreds of Instabilities as the rocky armor formed.
Explosions echoed in the Royal Academy. The sky became a chaotic place filled with clouds of corrosive smoke and saber-shaped runes.
The many attacks that had adapted to his power fell apart under the Instabilities' might. Noah had taken the defensive formations by surprise when he relied on a different offensive.
Nothing went through the layer of black rocks, and Snore released Noah when the storm of fuming sabers ended.
Devastation unfolded in his eyes. Many buildings of the Academy had crumbled due to the sudden deployment of so many disposable weapons. Only the defenses that surpassed the fifth rank in power had survived that amount of destruction.
Some of the shining lines had also gone dim, which gave Noah hope in defeating the defenses of the Academy. However, a wave of golden light soon spread from the ground, and the destroyed formations began to reform under that halo.
The Elbas family had even created methods to restore inscriptions. Noah wasn't an expert in the formations field, but he knew that such a feature was incredible even for the best masters!
Noah didn't stop his tracks due to his astonishment. Flames came out of his fiendish mouth, and elemental attacks shot from his Blood Companion. Snore even spread its wings as it began to charge its feathers.
His wrist trembled from time to time, and hundreds of black lines shot out of the Demonic Sword. More cultivators rose in the distance, and Noah even saw Cecil through the holes that had formed on the water puppets' wall. 
The Elbas family's assets were ganging on him, and his smile couldn't help but become wider at that sight.
Those same cultivators had tried to suppress him in the past, but he was fighting alone against them now. Noah felt as if he was finally solving a grudge that had lingered in his mind for centuries.

"So, that's how my life ends, what a waste of time it was...". 
These were the last thoughts of a young man, shot by accident in a fight between local gangs. Little did he know that he would soon wake up in another world, a world of cultivation! 
This is the story of the whoreson of a wealthy family, of a transmigrator that had no purpose in his previous life, of a demon that will make power his reason to keep on living.
Noah Balvan, after he transmigrated, will have to fight against his social status and the many difficulties of the world he was reborn in to obtain the power to stand free in the sky above anyone!
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