Thanks to Isolation I got really horny and ended up writing all this due to that.

So basically this is a place for degenerates who wanna see fox girls and dragons, ghosts and naiads, wood spirits and whatever else I think up of, get absolutely f___ed.

If you came from one of my other novels, please don’t expect anything like those, this is literally just me being a degenerate.

And don’t look at my other novels for any sort of culture, degenerate readers. Those are purely plot and actual writing, not this...

...

Sex. This is sex. Lots and lots of it.

Before Valerie was reborn with Ethereal sex system, she was a passionate 26 years old lady named Marie who became addicted to porn and novels after falling into depression from betrayals and crippling her legs which made her dream to be a superstar unable to come true. As she was engrossed in a sex novel, an earthquake happened causing her book case to fall smack into the back of her head and she passed away in the pool of her own blood.
By chance she became bound to the ethereal sex system and starts her new life and adventure .
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[Congratulations on binding to the Ethereal sex system]

Mission: Become an ethereal being and fulfil your fantasies to your heart’s fullest . 

Time limit : infinity

Failure : none

Before Valerie was reborn with Ethereal sex system, she was a passionate 26 years old lady named Marie who became addicted to porn and novels after falling into depression from betrayals and crippling her legs which made her dream to be a superstar unable to come true. As she was engrossed in a sex novel, an earthquake happened causing her book case to fall smack into the back of her head and she passed away in the pool of her own blood.
By chance she became bound to the ethereal sex system and starts her new life and adventure .
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[Congratulations on binding to the Ethereal sex system]

Mission: Become an ethereal being and fulfil your fantasies to your heart’s fullest . 

Time limit : infinity

Failure : none


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Chapter updates : one per week

This note is regarding the story.

This is not a typical Cinderella story with a rich CEO and a poor girl loving each other, having some stinky ex-es out, taking revenge or a great family drama for the position of a head. It won't have any elements like those translated novels out there. This book is all about people in middle class and the way they live. So please don't expect any super rich people out here. 😁

I have created this story with the base of Indian culture, especially Tamil culture. I felt that it would be much more easier and realistic when we write according to what we are and how we live. Hence it is. Those who love Indian culture, you can come to know about it in this book. This book will focus mainly with the Tamil culture as its essence.

Thinking who am I? I would shout out there that I'm a middle class Tamil girl. 😉

And so is Misha. 

I hope everyone is clear about the basic outline of the story. "IT'S A STORY OF A MIDDLE CLASS GIRL TRAVELLING TO FIND OUT HER REAL SELF, TO OVERCOME HER FEARS AND EMBRACE HER FLAWS WITH A WHOLE HEAP OF LOVE AND HOPE."

And I want you all too to stop wherever you are and think for once who you are and what do you want to do in this life. 

So everyone, let's say all the best for myself and a happy reading to you all!

Much love 💜



Janani walked gingerly up the red carpet ,her fingers gripping tightly to Armaan's rock hard biceps . 

There was a huge crowd in the foyer and cameras were flashing in all the directions and she felt very uncomfortable 

They paused to talk to a couple who seemed vaguely familiar .They are foreigners and she had no idea how she knows them.Relieved to see atleast two friendly faces and trying to work out where she knew them from ,Janani smiled and chatted ,finding them surprisingly approachable .She definitely knew them from somewhere 

As Armaan led her away into the foyer, she was still smiling. 

"They were nice. I know I’ve met them before somewhere ,I can’t think where—. Do they work with you? What are their names? Which country are they from??" 

When he told her, she stared at him in mortified silence. 

"Right. Both of them Hollywood stars. The reason I know their faces is because I’ve seen them both in the movies. Now I’m embarrassed. Oh, my God—they must have wondered why I was grinning at them like an idiot." She cried in embarrassment 

"You were charming and not at all star-struck. And you didn’t ask for their autograph ,which is always refreshing " 

"That's because I didn't recognize them. If I had I would have definitely asked for an autograph" Janani tightened her grip on his arms "Do you think they realized?? What if I offended them??" 

"They enjoyed talking to you. There is no need to make holes in my arm" and she slackened her grip 

Armaan gritted his teeth. 

Finally he saw Janani Trivedi in action 

This is how she does her magic around people 

Janani was relieved when they moved into the event hall but the relief was short lived as she was forced to separate away from Armaan, the only person she knows here, by the hostess of the event 

She became even more apprehensive when the hostess made her sit between two old men roughly in their early seventies who appears to have a poker face. 

A while later Armaan was talking to Arjun Shastri the PRO of the hospital for which the charity event is conducted 

"I thought you are off the dating scene Armaan. I thought you would be coming alone for the event like you did for the last one year" Tanya ,the hostess said as she approached them. 

She stroked her long red fingernails on his sleeves and continued 

"So tell me what's it about her that brought you out of your self imposed celibacy??" 

"You need to ask??" Armaan asked raising his eyebrows 

"Well, she’s pretty, of course, in a slightly unsophisticated way that a man might find appealing—" 

There was a flinty glint in Tanya’s eyes and Armaan turned his head and noticed Janani laughing uninhibitedly with the two South Indian billionaires, both known for their arrogant refusal to speak English at social events. 

They were taciturn, remote and notoriously unapproachable and yet both appeared to be listening to Janani with rapt attention. 

How was she making herself understood?? 

From across the table, Armaan tried to hear what she was saying. She was chatting non-stop, her hands moving as she illustrated her point. Occasionally she paused to sip champagne or listen to their response. 

"Clever of you to find a woman who speaks both Tamil and Malayalam" Tanya said "given your business interests with them. Is that how you met? Is she an interpreter or something?" 

Janani spoke Tamil and Malayalam?? 

Unable to hear her above the noise from the surrounding tables, Armaan focused his gaze on her lips and realised that she was indeed speaking a different language 

His hostess was watching him. 

"You didn’t know, did you? Well, if she can persuade them to open their wallets when the charity auction begins, then she’ll certainly get my vote." She said and walked away 

Where had Janani learned to speak their language 

Why hadn’t she mentioned it when he’d told her that they didn’t speak good English and that she wouldn’t be able to communicate without an interpreter? 

 And then he remembered her responding that she wouldn’t need an interpreter. At the time he’d assumed she’d meant that she’d be using sign language and lots of smiles—not once had it occurred to him that she spoke their language. 

"Isn't that Janani Trivedi???" He heard Arjun Shastri asking 

Armaan stiffened 

How does Arjun knows Janani 

Did she have a fling with him too?? 

"You know her???" Armaan asked and held his breath 

Arjun looked a little uncomfortable and then answered vaguely 

"Through a friend. My room mate at university ,Vikram is from Janani's hometown. I have met her a few times" Arjun said avoiding Armaan's eyes 

Armaan tensed hearing the name Vikram 

"Dr Vikram Thakur??" He asked for confirmation and saw the startled look in Arjun's eyes 

"You know about Vikram??" he asked and then sighed in relief 

"That's good anyway. I'm happy that Janani has moved on finally, even though it took two years for her. Don't hurt her Armaan. She had been hurt pretty badly by Vikram. I know you are not into commitment. Don't give her hope" Arjun said and Armaan didn't know what to feel 

Two years he said? 

Wasn't it two years before she came for the surrogacy 

It was in the last two years only there were multiple crimes in her name 

Before two years, she had an absolutely clean chart 

What happened two years ago?? 

Was that heartbreak the reason for her to go off the trails for the last two years 

It seems a very convincing reason 

People behave differently when heartbroken 

Janani might have had a terrible one if she did things so out of her character 

And maybe having Advi brought her back to tracks 

Having Advi might have helped her to get over her heartache 

But the thought of her being so in love with Vikram Thakur brought a strange ache in him 

He sighed 

Now he is making excuses for her behaviour ,great!! 

He is definitely going crazy 

He came out of his mental discussion and saw Janani having a brief talk with Arjun after which she returned back to Rajath Pillai and Raghu Ramaswamy. 

Coffee was served as the auction began and there was a sudden flurry of movement as people swapped seats. 

Her cheeks pink with excitement,Janani swayed to her feet and found her way to the seat next to him. 

"I’m having such a nice time. Those men are so sweet. You should have mentioned how funny they were." 

Armaan tightened his grip on the glass. 

"Just as you should possibly have mentioned the fact that you’re fluent in their language " 

"You were being arrogant and I thought it would be more fun to just surprise you. I thought it might teach you not to underestimate people." Craning her neck, she looked over his shoulder towards the stage and the dance floor. "What’s happening now?" 

Armaan fingered the stem of his glass. 

"I do not underestimate people." 

"Yes, you do. But you probably can’t help it" she said kindly. "Is there going to be dancing?" 

"It’s the auction first. The bidding will raise money for the charity." Armaan was still watching her. "Do you speak any other languages?" 

"A little bit of Kannada and Telugu. So am I allowed to bid for something?" 

"You speak four languages?" 

"Six, if you count Hindi and English. How much am I allowed to bid?" 

"Why didn't you learn any foreign languages??" He asked sarcastically 

"Maa wouldn't allow me to watch foreign movies when I was a kid as they have so much kissing and all" 

"Movies??? Are you telling me that you learned all these languages on your own" he asked and Janani laughed taking another sip of her champagne 

"I'm a movie buff Armaan. And I'm a sucker for south Indian movies. At nursery age when my friends used to watch cartoons I was fascinated by movies and serials." 

Armaan brooded 

Everything about Janani Trivedi is so very contradicting and he is so damn confused 

He was dimly aware of Janani leaning across the table, coaxing the South Indian billionaires into bidding enormous sums of money in the charity auction. 

Even Tanyaa was looking impressed as Janani switched between Tamil Malayalam and Hindi, extracting more money from the billionaires 

If the circumstances had been different, Armaan would have laughed. As it was, he just wanted to leave. 

Armaan watched with a frown as Tanya made sure that Janani's glass was kept topped up. She was drinking the champagne as if it were soda, and he realised that if he didn’t remove her from this table quickly she was going to be drunk. 

As the auction ended and a band started warming up on the stage, Armaan drained his glass and turned to Janani. "We’re leaving." 

"No way. The dancing is about to start" Janani swayed in her seat 

"I’ve never known Armaan to dance. If I didn’t know better, I’d think he didn’t have rhythm." Tanya said looking at Armaan giving him a knowing look and he saw Janani's happy smile falter as she digested the meaning behind those words. 

And as it is an already established fact that he could do anything to make her smile he pulled her into his arms and made his way to the dance floor making people who know Armaan Verma look on in wonder 

"Smile." Armaan said as he slid his arms around her waist 

"What is there to smile about? She’s flaunting the fact she’s had sex with you. She’s vile. And you have no taste. No wonder you’ve never wanted to settle down with anyone if she’s the sort of person you’ve been seeing." Janani said 

She is definitely drunk 

She would have never said that if she is not 

"I have not had sex with her" Armaan breathed, bending his head so that he spoke the words in her ear and couldn’t be overheard. Immediately, her perfume wound itself round his senses. 

"She was trying to cause trouble. Trying to hurt you. Don’t let her. You’re just over-emotional because you’ve had too much champagne. Now smile" 

"Well, if I was really in a relationship with you as she thinks we are, I would have punched her. And I’m not over-emotional, I’m justifiably emotional." She said 

They swayed together on the dance floor on the romantic number 

Armaan felt every cell in his body getting alive as they are plastered to each other chest to chest ,hip to hip. 

Janani hiccuped and then looked at him apologetically 

"Sorry. I may have drunk just a little bit too much champagne—I’ve never had it before and it’s delicious." 

"You’ve never had champagne before?" He asked frowning suspiciously 

"Never." She said leaning her forhead against his chest 

He lifted his hand and removed a strand of hair that have managed to loop itself around his bowtie 

"I think I would better take you home" 

"No way. I want to dance more. I like it here and I have never been to a party like this before" she swayed forcing him to sway along 

Never been to a party like this before?? 

"There is another event tomorrow. I will take you with me for that. And I will make sure to not give you champagne " he muttered the last sentence under his breath 

"I don’t care about tomorrow. I want to live for today. I like this party." She slid her arms around his neck and pressed herself against him, her breath warm against his neck. "Please, Armaan, dance with me. You know you want to." 

He locked his fingers around her wrists, intending to remove her arms, but then she smiled up at him and he found himself so captivated by that smile that instead of removing her arms, he slid his hands down her warm skin. 

Her back was bare, her skin warm and smooth and tempting and raw lust shot through him. Without thinking about what he was doing, Armaan lowered his mouth towards hers. 

"Teri Galiya....galiyaa teri..." 

Armaan froze as she started to sing along 

"Janani" Armaan felt tension prickle down his spine 

"I like singing while dancing" she giggled merrily 

Armaan picked up a drunk Janani in a swift move making her squeal 

She wound her arms tightly around his neck and her face nuzzled against his neck increasing the tension in Armaan's body 

"You smell so good" she mumbled making him groan as he took long strides across the hall 

As soon as he dumped her in her room he could have a cold cold shower 

Driving with a drunk Janani in the passenger seat singing nursery rhymes to herself, he cursed under his breath 

He had no idea Janani had such a low tolerance for alcohol 

Once he dropped her in her room and turned to go he heard her wailing loudly 

"Where are my babies??" She asked looking around the room 

"They are sleeping Janani. You too go to sleep" Armaan said 

"Sleeping?? Without me?? I want to see my babies" she cried and he sighed in frustration 

What had he brought upon himself 

"You will wake them up Janani" he tried to make her understand 

"I won't" she said straightening up and placing her index finger on her lips indicating that she would be silent 

She is not going to lie down without seeing them 

So he took her to Ava's room where both Ava and Advi are cuddled together with pillow walls around them and Mrs Seth on her bed already sleeping 

They walked in without waking them and stood there looking contentedly at the children 

Armaan felt the scene too intimate 

He wanted this forever ,the unbidden thought rushed into his mind and Janani chose that moment to lean her head on to his shoulders 

"Don't take my babies away from me Armaan" she mumbled before passing out 

He silently picked her up and carried her to her room and placed her on the bed 

He unhooked the buttons of her dress to make her more comfortable without removing the dress and he covered her with the duvet 

He slowly tucked the wayward fringes of her hair behind her ears and bent down to press a light kiss on her forehead 

"Why are you so difficult to understand Janani??"

Janani Trivedi has something that is very very precious to Armaan Verma. So when Armaan storms into her life to reclaim what's his, Janani let's the forbidding businessman believe the worst of her

Though Janani Trivedi seems gentler that Armaan has known of, he's resolved to make her pay. 

Let's see what happens when Janani's secret is out!! 
Or how the formidable businessman works it out

PS : Inspired from Mills and Boon

AUTHOR'S POV: 
MALE PROTAGONIST: 
Ryan Ace Parker, the 27-year-old billionaire who never cared about money. There are three things that he cared about in his life 1. Is his Princess whom he lost 2. Is Vivaan who is cleaning all his mess over the years and 3. Is Basketball. 
The most loved thing in his life is basketball and the most hated thing in his life was also basketball. He had his reasons. 
He is the captain of the basketball team of the country also the captain of the state basketball team. The people, his fans affectionately called him " Dunk Master Ace!" 
He was awfully quiet, he never had celebrated his victory nor cried for his failure. Many thought he was cool, and the other thought he was emotionless. Only he knew why he was like that. 
He speaks with his teammates, they love him very much as he never blamed anyone for failure and never took pride in winning but he taught them. 
He was arrogant but not arrogant, a playboy they say but he does that only to forget something but he never won in forgetting the thing. He was a moody creature so many were intimidated by him. 
He never used charms on a woman being the country's popular man he had girls falling on him. But he never cared! 
About his looks, you don't have to mention he is a male specimen who can be kept in a museum and stared all day. He had pitch-black hair with blue eyes which once held mischievous in it but now it was sunken with gloom. 
His life was to get his little Princess back, would he?
SUPPORTING MALE LEAD: 
Vivaan Singh Rajput, the 27-year-old Indian Billionaire who settled in states just for Ryan. He had been here from his age of 15, he was transferred here as his father was here for his work later his family went back to India but he didn't. 
Ryan and Vivaan were school-time enemies even when they university they were enemies but situations made them friends and then best friends. Ryan was not into business, but his father forced him to get into the business Ryan was already at loss Vivaan didn't want Ryan to suffer more so he bought some shares in his company and became the CEO. Ryan's father was the chairman. 
He was a basketball player too but he gave up eventually, he was a man whom, no woman will refuse. He had that charming smile on his face, he was very approachable that made him a favorite among his employees. 
He was not a playboy, he is a Mumma's boy. His mother will bury him alive if she hears something like that, even he didn't like that idea he was a "One man one woman" policyholder. 
He had jet black hair and eyes that complimented his wheatish skin. 
SOMEWHERE ELSE: 

" Angel, baby. Where are you?" 
"Angell..."  She ran around the house searching for the little angel (Devil). 

" Angel, it's getting late for your school. Come on, mom had packed your lunch come on!" She yelled standing on the porch. 
" Sis, I am ready. I was just reviewing!" There came the little devil, Angel Felicia Primrose. 
" Good, do your exams well don't get nervous. Okay?" 
" I usually don't get nervous during exams. You know that sis!" She said with a smile. 
" Yeah, I was just saying. Okay, come let's have breakfast" She dragged Angel inside the house. 
" Appa, intha ammava ethana thadava enga room ah clean panna vendanu sollirka kekave matangala?" Sindhu yelled from her room. 
( Dad, how many times had I asked mom not to clean my room? She never minds that!) 
" Amelia, I have said it thousands of times don't dare to yell in Tamil in front of me!" Her mother Katherine Maria Primrose yelled from the kitchen. 
" Amma, akka evlo thadava ungala Tamil learn panna sollirkaa?" 
( Mom, how many times have elder sister said you to learn Tamil?)  Angel asked their mother. 
" You little devil, you are teaming up with them? Mel, you say is it my fault that I cannot learn Tamil? I just don't have time!" Katherine said sadly. 
" Mom, it's okay! That's her mother tongue, he has lived there for 15 years in India so we cannot control her tongue. We learned Tamil as we conversed in it from our childhood, you couldn't that's because you were busy with works!" Melina Magizchi Primrose. 

"  Melina your wasn't busy but lazy!" There came their father, Shivaraman. 
He was an Indian Tamil who married an American. Shivaraman and Katherine got married in India and Sindhu Amelia Primrose was born there in India in Tamil Nadu. 
They didn't have the culture of using surname instead they used their father's name as initials so Sindhu took her mom's last name. Sindhu was a Tamil name her father had wanted to name their daughter and Amelia was the name her mother wanted to. So, they decided to go with both. 
When Sindhu was 2 years old they got divorced and Katherine moved back to America. But when Sindhu was 15 circumstances brought them together. 
Among all three Melina was their favorite. Sivaraman wanted to name her as Magizchi which means happiness so it was Melina Magizchi primrose. 
Angel Felicia Primrose is the youngest but also the exact carbon copy of Sindhu they shared almost every character as they grew up jelled to each other. 
Melina is one of a kind, she had a different personality no one in the family had. 
Although Melina and Angel were non-Indians and non-Tamilians they speak Tamil as they grew up hearing Sindhu and Shivaraman. But they had a different accent from their father and sister. 
Katherine knows a little bit of Tamil but not wholly not even like Melina and Angel do. 
" Shiv, that's unfair! You are saying that I am lazy?" She asked. 
" Yeah, that's what I was saying!" They started their routine. Bickering!
Sindhu is 25 years old, who is working in a small office in their town.
Melina is 18 years old, who is just getting graduated. 
Angel is 12 years old, who is doing her school.

[Warning: Mature content Ahead]

He pushed her onto the wall, his hand massaging her bosom. He pulled her more into himself.

His hands groped her waist and the back of her neck as he claimed her lips. 

"Mel, I love you so much. I love you!" He said as he sealed her lips possessively.

He didn't want to let her go ever. He wants to keep her to himself in his arms forever. 

She shut her eyes very tightly as the tears rolled down her cheeks.

She wants to push him away from her and wants to break the kiss but she couldn't! She doesn't want to... But she needs to... 

Using her whole strength she has, she pushed him away from her. 

"How dare you?" She slapped him across his face making him stunned. 

"I don't love you, Mr. Parker!" She said breaking his already broken heart. 

 " Tell me, this is not true! Tell me that, you love me, Mel!" He pleaded and touched her cheeks. 

"Don't touch me! Mr. Parker, I never loved you. I never will! All I wanted was a marriage certificate to get back what I lost! Now I got it back I don't need you anymore! " She swatted his hand from her cheeks making his eyes wide.

" You are just pranking me, right? This is all not true, I don't believe it! " He shook her by her shoulders, tears rolling down his cheeks. 

" Stop it! I don't want to be touched by you again! You were just a pawn in my game!" She said cruelly breaking his heart as well as her hers. 

" Here, these are the divorce papers. I have signed it already! Goodbye!"  She threw the papers on the table and started walking. 

" Nooooo!"

Pulling his hair in frustration, he fell on his knees crying for his already gone wife. 
.....

She is a spider, creating a web where he is just a beautiful butterfly, that got stuck inside. 

She let him know she is his angel, she let him know that she cares about him, she let him know how it feels to be loved, 

 she let him see the taste of freedom. She did everything which made his life like a normal happy man. But after doing everything, but after fixing his broken heart she broke it again She broke him ruthlessly. 

But he realized he became a pawn in her revenge games. 

She used him as a knife to kill the beasts like a vicious snake filled with anger and resentment.  

She used him to take back the things which were MEANT TO BE HERS.


Ryan Ace Parker was one of the most powerful men in the country yet he doesn't have the power to rule his own life.

All his life he was grieving for something, first his lost little princess Mel and now his Queen, his wife. 

Can Mel be that cruel to do that to, the man who grieved for her death?

Will Ryan move on from her?

Will they meet?



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* JAPANESE FANTASY NOVELS

Japanese Fantasy novels have made extensive exploration of the Western Fantasy concepts. Japanese people are constantly being outsourced into various fantasy worlds, and the average Japanese wouldn't be surprised to one day wake up and find himself in a different world or in a room with white walls and white tiles.

They have also spread the notion that being squashed by a big, heavy truck is perhaps, not necessarily a bad thing !

* WHY JAPANESE NOVELS FAIL …

The Rise of the Shield Hero
Mushoku Tensei
A Realist Hero's Reform Chronicles
Tensei Shitara Slime Datta Ken
Tsuki Michibiku Isekai Douchouu

These are some of the popular novels which we know. Each of them is very unique in it's own way and have become popular in it's own right. It would be incorrect to call them a failure, as they have correctly captured their intended audience – the Japanese teenage audience. However, when thinking about a broad perspective, these novel become obsolete when it competes on a global level with other web novels, and the majority of the reason for their deficiency is simple – the Protagonist in these novels is a typical Japanese light novel protagonist, who is naïve and a dumb virgin idiot. It is as if he has never received any sex education, and would always talk some naïve things which do not match with his current situation. Their behavior is somewhat correct given that these protagonists are usually high school kids, but the readers have difficulty accepting such an immature protagonist.

Web novels are about accumulating wealth, women and power. So when a reader reads the protagonist behaving like a dumb virgin when a girl approaches him, or when he does not actively seek wealth and power, the reader is bound to get angry and disappointed.

A good example can be found in the following example :

In Tsuki ga Michibiku, the Protagonist Makoto establishes a business half-heartedly, and his business is more like charity to the hyumans, the same hyumans the majority of whom treat him like sh*t and had killed his subordinates. Instead of developing his Asora realm, where we might have enjoyed him developing a realm and being a king or even god, he keeps roaming throughout the world unnecessarily.

Also, he had two beautiful subordinates who are eager to have sex with him, but apparently he sees them as 'sisters' or 'family', so he cannot do that. (Perhaps he has not read any incest hentai, or heard of Kiss X Sis)

Note that this is not just about sex, as there was a very broad scope for plot development in Tsuki ga Michibiku. For example, Makoto could have properly developed the Asora realm, showing us some world building and kingdom building. He could even have married Tomoe and Mio and their kids would have been demi gods who would do various mischiefs in the hyuman realm. There might have even been wars of Asora vs hyumans.

In short, the Japanese protagonists have disappointing characteristics on a global scale, and are not entertaining to read.

* SOLUTION FOR ALL THIS…

Japanese isekai novels have good would building (from light novel and web novel perspective), and this fact cannot be ignored.

My idea is simple, that is to write a fan fiction of a pre-existing light novel or use the basic ideas and rewrite the novel, the only change being the utterly virgin protagonist. The protagonist would simply be 'de-virginized' and re-introduced. This change might seem small but actually opens up a lot of routes for novel writing. (as in Tsuki ga Michibiku example)

The protagonists in these isekai novels are already powerful, and if they are re-written of as being mature, smart and driven by ambition, then they would become warlords, making the story even more interesting to read.

Need guidance, or ideas for novels ?

This is the perfect place !

Different ideas with comprehensive explainations.

Inspire yourself today !

( Yes, I know it sounds cheesy.)

in an island called canabi , a 27 year old man named Tamil with a muscled body and handsome face arrived. He is looking for his dad whom he haven't seen for 10 years. While exploring the place ,he is busy taking pictures of view , the people and animals for some sort of a report because he is a photographer . He then arrived to a market where he saw a beautiful woman buying a cup .He was amazed by the beauty of the woman that he immediately took a picture at . The woman sense it and start to turn his face then Tamil just smiled at the woman which rplies a smile also then she left after buying the cup. Tamil continues his way to his dad while asking direction to nearby people.

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