The inmates and staff at the Lucky Summer Medium Security Prison face off against a virulent outbreak that turns the infected into raging, cannibalistic lunatics.

Being re-birthed as a cell, Han Dong utilized the power of the Prison code and came into a parallel world where the Ancient Ones have awakened.
A steam powered civilization, horrifying subspaces, the Ancient King of the Eternal Night and strange monsters lurking outside the city.
The door of Destiny has been opened - Crusaders, Library, Control, Machinery and Mysticism would become the new growth system for human development.

Not actually mine .. posting for a friend .. (if u know what i mean)

Keeley accidentally swaps cell phones with a rivaling high school's star quarterback. Unable to switch back until a week later, she must interact with the arrogant boy, passing along texts and voicemails. As she gets to know him better, she realizes there's more to him than sexual innuendos and egotistical comments. But when identities are revealed and secrets are exposed, will Keeley's feelings remain?

After dying by the hands of the transcended young Half-Saiyan Gohan, Cell meets this beautiful lady calling herself the 'Goddess of Darkness'. She gives Cell the power to journey to other worlds and perfect his perfection. Watch as Cell once again regains his title as the strongest.

I Do Not Own Characters or any other intellectual properties from Dragon Ball or any other fictional source.

Just as the college-aged man surmised, everyone riding this elevator was an award winner.
The elevator soon arrived at the banquet hall floor, and they all walked to the venue to see the orange-haired beautiful editor who was wearing a suit.
"Editor Yoshizawa…"
"Welcome, everyone," Saki greeted Seiji and the others politely. "I'm Editor Yoshizawa from Thunderbolt Literature… Everyone, please sign here on the check-in sheet to indicate your arrival."
Saki gestured toward a form on the table.
Seiji saw that it was labeled "Award Ceremony Arrival Status", and that several names were signed on it already.
He picked up a pen and signed the name "Seigo Harano" next to his pen name "Idle Dimension by the Shore".
Everyone else filled in their names as well.
Saki looked over at the form that everyone filled out, then picked up several name tags embroidered with red ribbons and placed them in front of Seiji and the others.
"Please put on the name tags with your own name on them."
Seiji and the others did as instructed.
Then, the female editor led them to a waiting room by the banquet hall.
There were three people inside this room already, two women and one boy. All three were currently fiddling with their cell phones.
When Seiji and the others entered, a woman wearing a one-piece dress with a jacket on top and the boy who was wearing a school uniform looked at them, while the girl who was wearing a down coat continued to focus on her cell phone.
"Please rest here for a while. I'll come let everyone know when it's time to formally begin."
The female editor left after saying so.
The room remained silent for a few seconds.
"Good evening," Seiji politely greeted the woman and boy that were looking in his direction.
The one-piece dress woman was slightly dazzled by Seiji's handsome face and only regained her senses when he spoke to her, which caused her to start blushing. She finally responded with a "G… good evening."
"…Good evening." The boy who appeared like a middle school student seemed to be unwelcoming of Seiji's presence as he responded with a grim tone.
Seiji then turned to look at the girl who was focusing on her cell phone as he was rather surprised to meet her here.
Miyabi Ishihara.
A student librarian at Genhana High School who once had a mystical incident during the infirmary. She possessed a ghost within her that called itself "Ya-chan."
She never returned to the infirmary after that, nor did it seem like anything was wrong with her. She never became an Awakened, nor did any other incidents happen.
Seiji never expected to meet her in such a place… this Ishihara-senpai of his must have been writing light novels as well.
He felt that a student librarian writing a novel was such a classic setting. It was just about perfect since she was also a beauty if she removed her eyeglasses.
Seiji couldn't help but smile as he imagined things while walking towards her.
"Hello, Ishihara-senpai."
She noticed someone approaching her and greeting her by name. The brown-haired girl with black-rimmed eyeglasses finally lifted her head away from her cell phone, only to notice a smiling handsome boy standing before her.
"H… hello, Harano…-san."
"It seems that Senpai knows who I am, so I won't need to introduce myself." Seiji smiled in greeting. "I didn't expect to meet Ishihara-senpai here."
Miyabi looked at him with a confused expression on her face.
"Harano-san, you're a really famous person in our school, which is why I know you… but why do you know me?"
"Last year right before the final exams, I saw you in the library when the drama club was having a study group there. I heard that you were Shiho-senpai's friend, so I remembered this fact from that time."
"…Are you highly skilled at remembering girls?"
"No, I just coincidentally happened to remember you, Senpai." Seiji did his best to cover for himself.
Miyabi furrowed her eyebrows slightly in evident doubt.
"Alright, I'll tell you the truth." Since he saw that she didn't believe him, Seiji did the next best thing without having to tell her about her own mystical incident. "Actually, a friend told me that when Ishihara-senpai takes off her eyeglasses and pays special attention to her appearance, that you'll be an incredible beauty… which is why I especially observed Senpai before, and that left me with a deep impression."
Miyabi paused in surprise for a moment. A few seconds later, her face began to redden.
"R… ridiculous…"
"I don't think it's ridiculous at all. Senpai, how about trying it out?"
"No thanks…"
"That's such a pity." Seiji sat down across from her and gazed directly into her eyes. "However, Senpai looks quite nice like this as well."
Miyabi was rendered speechless.
Her junior who was a famous individual in her school and handsome like an idol was now talking to and praising her… Miyabi considered herself just an ordinary girl whom people wouldn't pay much attention to; her heart beat quite rapidly when dealing with such an unusual situation for her.
She felt that he wouldn't have anything in common with her, so why…
Miyabi suddenly realized what place they were currently in.
"Harano-san, you're an author who won a newcomer's award as well?"
"Yep." Seiji nodded.
"You also write light novels?"
"That's right." Seiji smiled.
Once again, Miyabi was rendered speechless.
She had never heard anything about writing light novels in the rumors about him!
For someone like him who was so handsome and shining brilliantly like a star… how could he possibly be a light novel author?
She couldn't help but ask, "Why do you write light novels?" 
"Senpai, why do you write light novels yourself?"
"Because… I like them…"
"I also write them because I like them." Seiji chuckled.
"But… someone like you…"
"What about someone like me?"
"…It's nothing." Miyabi suppressed her own emotions as she felt that she had misspoken.
After all, there was no rule about handsome boys not being allowed to write light novels. That was just her own personal bias, which she felt was wrong.
Seiji continued looking at her.
Meanwhile, the college student young man started chatting with the office worker and the middle-aged man, while the middle school student continued playing with his cell phone. The one-piece dress woman also played with her cell phone while sneaking occasional peeks at the handsome Seiji.
"Ishihara-san, which award did you win?" Seiji decided to ask after observing her for a while.
"…What about you, Harano-san?" Miyabi asked him back.
"I was the one who asked first." Seiji indicated that she should tell him first.
Miyabi slightly averted her gaze.
"My novel is called 'What Should I Do Because I've Grown Cat Ears And Can See Ghosts Now?'" Miyabi told him in a soft voice.
"Ah, a Silver Award novel. Excellent," Seiji praised her.
The novels that received awards were all publicized on the internet before the awards ceremony. "What Should I Do Because I've Grown Cat Ears And Can See Ghosts Now?" was one of the two novels that received a Silver Award.
This story was about a middle school girl who had an overactive imagination. One day, when she visited her grandmother's home in the countryside, she grew cat ears and a cat tail for an unknown reason. Not only that, she gained the ability to see the ghost of a human child that nobody else could see. She had a mystical adventure under the ghost's guidance and uncovered a hidden story behind the rural village.
Just this synopsis alone seemed quite ordinary, but this story definitely had excellent points to it in order to have received the Silver Award.
The judges' reviews of this light novel included phrases such as "healing," "cute," "very moe," "a bit frightening," and "surprisingly scary…" in summary, it was a moe-type gore… er, moe-type suspense novel.
Miyabi Ishihara's pen name was "Snow Moon's Words in a Dream."
While Seiji praised her novel, something flashed in his eyes as he considered the content of her novel as well as the pen name she chose for herself.
A ghost child… words in a dream… did what she wrote have a connection to the ghost child that would appear when she was asleep?
"It's your turn, Harano-san," Miyabi told him. "Which novel did you write?"
"I wrote 'Brother Monogatari," Seiji responded.
"'Brother Monogatari…'" The brown-haired girl widened her eyes in surprise. "The novel that cheated?"


Translator note: Apologies to the readers. This series is currently on hiatus. We ask for your understanding!
A 30-year-old Chinese NEET is reincarnated into the body of an otaku that choked to death on instant noodles. As he comes to grips with his new life, he realizes that this world is subtly different from Earth. The denizens of this world are far better looking, and this new world also possesses futuristic technology as well as mysterious Yin Yang masters! 
After reincarnating, he realized that he was endowed with a miraculous game-like system, which enables him to increase his own stats and transcend the limits of the human body. This system even has a game-breaking ability to save and load in real life!
In this new world that’s akin to a 2-D game, he just wants to enjoy life and head for a glorious future... However, he is quickly embroiled in a complex plot. Can he unlock his true potential and utilize his system to break the shackles that confine him and discover the truth about his previous body’s circumstances? 

It was a day of wilting flowers and falling summer leaves. I finally accepted my situation.
Three months ago, I opened my eyes and found myself in a totally different world, a world of a book that I had read in my spare time. 
I had transmigrated into a book. And it obviously wasn't your typical transmigration.
I hadn't transmigrated into a fancy room with a lavish bed or one in a dilapidated wooden shack. 
<Why a prison!>
I had transmigrated into…a prison. Right in front of me were a group of people dressed in drab clothes of striped gray patterns, with prisoner numbers hanging near their chests.
…I mean, how could I have opened my eyes to a prison! 
<A prison? A PRISON?>
Even if I was only dreaming, I would rather have a different dream than a pathetic one like this. But though it was the most pathetic place for transmigration, this prison, 'Kambrakam,' was definitely the setting from that book I had read before. I could tell from the strangely familiar 'European Middle Ages' setting. 

Of all stories, why did I have to transmigrate into this X-rated tragic romance novel. The book was something I had casually read to pass the time, so the details were fuzzy, especially of the male lead. I only remembered that he was super handsome, but a bit peculiar. 
I was in a sort of special prison cell with other prisoners. In a time period in which human rights were thrown out the window, we were given proper meals and even taken to a place for daily exercise. 
This was because all the prisoners here were of noble class. As for me, my character was in prison in my father and older brother's stead. 
"Hey, Iana."
I didn't know what exact crime I was here for, but I knew I was some sort of extra character named Iana that hadn't even been worth mentioning in the novel. 
"Hey, hey. You listening?"
"Ah, yes, yes!"
Though I didn't know everyone's last names, the people in this prison cell with me were nobles, so I assumed that I was part of an aristocratic family as well. 
I turned my attention to the middle-aged, pot-bellied man sitting in front of me. He cleared his throat and continued speaking.
"The reason why we don't have personal rooms and have been stuffed into a prison cell together? Simple. They want to set an example. That aristocrats can be punished too. It's a show of the emperor's authority."
"Aha, I see."
Baron Paladis, who had been caught and imprisoned for selling fake money despite his smarts, was a useful confidante. 
"So that's why all the nobles are imprisoned in here."
Here's a rundown of what I remembered of the pretty strong plot. 
The female lead. A lovely, kind, and friendly lady, Francia was imprisoned in Kambrakam in place of her father. This innocent lady couldn't control her always insatiable curiosity, and one night, took a secret tour of the prison, only to get lost in the deep parts of Kambrakam. She chanced upon a prison cell with a single man imprisoned inside, but…
[Who are you?]
The man who had been chained by his hands to the wall, was the longest-term prisoner in the history of Kambrakam. In other words, the male lead, Heinrich Dorean von Hel.  
The future Archduke of the Hel estate. 
An incredible power was passed down to the sons of the Hel family, but unable to control his powers, he had been imprisoned in the depths of Kambrakam, and wouldn't be released until there was someone who could help him with his control. 
It was because this incredible power apparently turned the wielder into something like a 'beast.' Strictly speaking, one would gain power that surpassed human strength but would lose human awareness and reasoning. 
[What a pitiful person…]
The kind and innocent Francia pitied the male lead after hearing about his situation, and released him from his bonds. But because of his power, as soon as he was free, he became a beast and ended up knocking down the female lead. 
[Ahh~…!]
Ehem, you can guess what happened next. 
Anyway. After an intense night together, the female lead became the male lead's 'companion,' the only one who he allowed to free him from his shackles. In this case, 'companion' referred to a lover to the duke that was connected to him by their souls. 
And then there's more stuff about the villain and such, but for now, the male lead, the supporting male lead (villain), and the female lead developed their relationships with this prison as the setting in the X-rated novel. So, a love triangle was formed. 
The love triangle concept continued throughout the story because the male lead had a relatively unstable personality and the villainous supporting male lead was consistently fixated on the female lead. 
"The contents are quite…what a relationship those three must have had."
As far as I knew, the villain and the male lead were of rival aristocratic families, so the love triangle persisted even in high society. 
I stood outside the male lead's prison cell as I thought to myself. 
"Hmm, so I guess that's him."
Though I couldn't see that well because of the darkness
"Ugh, I can't see."
I could make out a shape, but it wasn't clear. Though the cells on the second and third floors had windows, this cell didn't have any. Maybe because it was situated in the basement? Though they could have probably installed windows in the basement cells…
It made sense that the male lead had a gloomy personality. Even if he wasn't born with it, he could probably only feel gloomy after being in such a dreary cell. 
"Iana, I think you should go."
"Aw come on mister, just a little more."
I smiled at the prison guard Hans and hit his shoulders in a playful manner. He looked at me knowing that he couldn't convince me to leave and shrugged. 
"You know that such a thing like this shouldn't even happen, right? If the boss finds out about this, I'm dead. Hmm?"
"Of course. Know that my lips are sealed."
"Huh. You really are a little different. Usually the precious ladies of noble families wouldn't mingle with lower class people like me, you know."
As I smiled at him without an answer, Hans smiled bitterly and shrugged his shoulders again. 
"Well…though I probably wouldn't have talked with you if not for what you gave me."
Kambrakam was a prison for the nobles, so all the guards were knights. Especially for the male lead's cell, the guards were those with pretty high-level abilities. 
A characteristic of this prison was that there were less chances of interaction between women and men than outside of the prison. And then, of course, there were a few people like me who struck up conversations with anyone, causing the bewildered knights to shake their heads. Though now that three months had passed, they had all gotten used to my actions. 
"Did you like what I gave you?"
"Of course. Exactly where were you able to get such a high-class cigar? A middle-class knight like me would obviously drool over such an item."
"I don't know. I just asked for it in a letter to my family and they sent it to me."
The knight looked at me as if he didn't believe me, but I was telling the truth. As soon as I opened my eyes in this world, the first things I had seen were the desk I was sitting at and an almost blank letter with a small note scribbled at the top.
[Write to me what you want me to get.]
From then on, a blank letter would arrive every month, and if I wrote what I wanted and sent it back, those items, whatever I had asked for, would arrive. 
Even items that were normally banned in prisons, like alcohol and cigarettes, were delivered to me if I asked. At first, I didn't know what this letter was, so I just left it alone, but the next month I received a letter asking, 'You don't need anything?' 
To the others who couldn't get anything they wanted like I could, I quickly became a superstar. 
<If you don't mind, could the lady tell us exactly which family you are from?>
There were people here who went by their first names and others who went by their full titles. There wasn't anyone who was called by their number, like, "Nobleman 3615!" 
<I'd like to just be called by my first name.>
Anyhow, to the people who were curious about my family name, I always shook my head and asked them to call me Iana.
Because the thing is, I didn't know either. So I didn't let anyone know who my family was. 
If my family was someone that I did know from the novel, then they would probably be someone with a high enough status based on how they could get me anything, but….it was difficult to see family members during imprisonment and other than the blank letter that arrived every month, there wasn't anything else for me to work with, not even a name. 
So I just assumed that I was from a relatively stable noble family. Because if I was from a family that appeared in the book, I would have figured that out by now. Well, it's not like there were a lot of characters in the novel. I mean, other than the steamy hot nights between the female and male leads, nothing else was really that important. 
Hans shook his head when I told him I didn't know where I got the cigars.
"Well anyway, you are an interesting person, Iana."
 "Am I? I can't really tell. Ah, more than that, Hans, I have a favor to ask of you."
 I pointed at the vague outline of a figure collapsed in the dark cell. 
"Can you let me inside there?"
"No I cannot."
"Really?"
Hans shook his head in a firm no, but I knew what these guards were most weak against. I smirked at him and spoke. 
"Next time I'll give you two of the same kind."
"…I cannot."
"3 cigars?"
He flinched at my smile.
"But still…"
"3 cigars and a pipe. If you don't want to, I'll just ask and give it all to Talmin-"
"Now that I think about it, I think going in for a few seconds is okay."
Talmin was another prison guard who was a rival of Hans. 
"Deal."
I couldn't stop my chuckle. Hans cleared his throat and turned his head the other way. He tried to hide his embarrassment. 
"You really can only stay there for just a little bit, okay?"
"Oka~ay."
Perhaps it's because the novel's events hadn't happened yet. Unlike how the cell was under strict surveillance in the novel, the male lead's prison cell wasn't heavily guarded. Perhaps it was because no one knew the male lead's power? In the novel, the prison cell was strictly monitored after the male lead caused a huge ruckus. So. 
"You need to put in the key and turn it. Two times to the right. It's a bit rusty, so you have to put in some strength."
"Yup. Got it."
I pushed open the door after unlocking it. I could smell something like wet moss past the rusted door. This cell hasn't been cleaned at all, has it?
I took a few steps towards the wall and then stopped, blinking my eyes repeatedly. Someone lay on the ground, his body chained to the wall. 
'So this is the male lead who hasn't met the female lead yet, huh…'
He probably hadn't been eating well because he was rather scrawny, but he still gave off a sacred, saint-like feeling. Maybe it was because of his silver hair. Or maybe because of his long eyebrows or his eyes with a color like the sky. 
My throat made a sound as I gulped.
Heinrich Dorean was hella fine. 

I met the male lead in prison.
Okay. I get that I transmigrated into an R-19 tragic romantic novel, but why is he like this?
“Bark! Bark! Bark! Grrrrrr…”
I can’t believe this guy is held by a curse that makes him act like a beast…And that’s not the end of it, because when he returns to normal for a moment.
“I-i-if you aren’t g-going to take responsibility for what you did to me, th-th-then don’t t-touch me!”
At any rate, I felt relieved that I probably wouldn’t have any sort of romantic interactions with this guy.
A year later…
“Th-th-the day I leave this place, please…m-meet up with me!”
Well it wouldn’t be a big deal to meet him once. But, then, when I was released from prison…
***
“Welcome back. My lovely younger sister.”
The day of my release, a man approached me. Turns out, I’m the villain’s sister.
“You must have suffered going to prison in my stead. I waited only for you.”
…F*ck. My brother’s the male lead’s sworn enemy?
***
3 years later, I met the male lead. He looked totally different than when I last saw him.
“It’s been a while, Iana. I’m going to kidnap you now.”

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original author: Moon Shi-hyun
Translator: SKAIS Editor: SKAIS
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It was a day of wilting flowers and falling summer leaves. I finally accepted my situation.

Three months ago, I opened my eyes and found myself in a totally different world, a world of a book that I had read in my spare time.

I had transmigrated into a book. And it obviously wasn't your typical transmigration.

I hadn't transmigrated into a fancy room with a lavish bed or one in a dilapidated wooden shack.

<Why a prison!>

I had transmigrated into…a prison. Right in front of me were a group of people dressed in drab clothes of striped gray patterns, with prisoner numbers hanging near their chests.

…I mean, how could I have opened my eyes to a prison!

<A prison? A PRISON?>

Even if I was only dreaming, I would rather have a different dream than a pathetic one like this. But though it was the most pathetic place for transmigration, this prison, 'Kambrakam,' was definitely the setting from that book I had read before. I could tell from the strangely familiar 'European Middle Ages' setting.

Of all stories, why did I have to transmigrate into this X-rated tragic romance novel. The book was something I had casually read to pass the time, so the details were fuzzy, especially of the male lead. I only remembered that he was super handsome, but a bit peculiar.

I was in a sort of special prison cell with other prisoners. In a time period in which human rights were thrown out the window, we were given proper meals and even taken to a place for daily exercise.

This was because all the prisoners here were of noble class. As for me, my character was in prison in my father and older brother's stead.

"Hey, Iana."

I didn't know what exact crime I was here for, but I knew I was some sort of extra character named Iana that hadn't even been worth mentioning in the novel.

"Hey, hey. You listening?"

"Ah, yes, yes!"

Though I didn't know everyone's last names, the people in this prison cell with me were nobles, so I assumed that I was part of an aristocratic family as well.

I turned my attention to the middle-aged, pot-bellied man sitting in front of me. He cleared his throat and continued speaking.

"The reason why we don't have personal rooms and have been stuffed into a prison cell together? Simple. They want to set an example. That aristocrats can be punished too. It's a show of the emperor's authority."

"Aha, I see."

Baron Paladis, who had been caught and imprisoned for selling fake money despite his smarts, was a useful confidante.

"So that's why all the nobles are imprisoned in here."

Here's a rundown of what I remembered of the pretty strong plot.

The female lead. A lovely, kind, and friendly lady, Francia was imprisoned in Kambrakam in place of her father. This innocent lady couldn't control her always insatiable curiosity, and one night, took a secret tour of the prison, only to get lost in the deep parts of Kambrakam. She chanced upon a prison cell with a single man imprisoned inside, but…

[Who are you?]

The man who had been chained by his hands to the wall, was the longest-term prisoner in the history of Kambrakam. In other words, the male lead, Heinrich Dorean von Hel.

The future Archduke of the Hel estate.

An incredible power was passed down to the sons of the Hel family, but unable to control his powers, he had been imprisoned in the depths of Kambrakam, and wouldn't be released until there was someone who could help him with his control.

It was because this incredible power apparently turned the wielder into something like a 'beast.' Strictly speaking, one would gain power that surpassed human strength but would lose human awareness and reasoning.

[What a pitiful person…]

The kind and innocent Francia pitied the male lead after hearing about his situation, and released him from his bonds. But because of his power, as soon as he was free, he became a beast and ended up knocking down the female lead.

[Ahh~…!]

Ehem, you can guess what happened next.

Anyway. After an intense night together, the female lead became the male lead's 'companion,' the only one who he allowed to free him from his shackles. In this case, 'companion' referred to a lover to the duke that was connected to him by their souls.

And then there's more stuff about the villain and such, but for now, the male lead, the supporting male lead (villain), and the female lead developed their relationships with this prison as the setting in the X-rated novel. So, a love triangle was formed.

The love triangle concept continued throughout the story because the male lead had a relatively unstable personality and the villainous supporting male lead was consistently fixated on the female lead.

"The contents are quite…what a relationship those three must have had."

As far as I knew, the villain and the male lead were of rival aristocratic families, so the love triangle persisted even in high society.

I stood outside the male lead's prison cell as I thought to myself.

"Hmm, so I guess that's him."

Though I couldn't see that well because of the darkness

"Ugh, I can't see."

I could make out a shape, but it wasn't clear. Though the cells on the second and third floors had windows, this cell didn't have any. Maybe because it was situated in the basement? Though they could have probably installed windows in the basement cells…

It made sense that the male lead had a gloomy personality. Even if he wasn't born with it, he could probably only feel gloomy after being in such a dreary cell.

"Iana, I think you should go."

"Aw come on mister, just a little more."

I smiled at the prison guard Hans and hit his shoulders in a playful manner. He looked at me knowing that he couldn't convince me to leave and shrugged.

"You know that such a thing like this shouldn't even happen, right? If the boss finds out about this, I'm dead. Hmm?"

"Of course. Know that my lips are sealed."

"Huh. You really are a little different. Usually the precious ladies of noble families wouldn't mingle with lower class people like me, you know."

As I smiled at him without an answer, Hans smiled bitterly and shrugged his shoulders again.

"Well…though I probably wouldn't have talked with you if not for what you gave me."

Kambrakam was a prison for the nobles, so all the guards were knights. Especially for the male lead's cell, the guards were those with pretty high-level abilities.

A characteristic of this prison was that there were less chances of interaction between women and men than outside of the prison. And then, of course, there were a few people like me who struck up conversations with anyone, causing the bewildered knights to shake their heads. Though now that three months had passed, they had all gotten used to my actions.

"Did you like what I gave you?"

"Of course. Exactly where were you able to get such a high-class cigar? A middle-class knight like me would obviously drool over such an item."

"I don't know. I just asked for it in a letter to my family and they sent it to me."

The knight looked at me as if he didn't believe me, but I was telling the truth. As soon as I opened my eyes in this world, the first things I had seen were the desk I was sitting at and an almost blank letter with a small note scribbled at the top.

[Write to me what you want me to get.]

From then on, a blank letter would arrive every month, and if I wrote what I wanted and sent it back, those items, whatever I had asked for, would arrive.

Even items that were normally banned in prisons, like alcohol and cigarettes, were delivered to me if I asked. At first, I didn't know what this letter was, so I just left it alone, but the next month I received a letter asking, 'You don't need anything?'

To the others who couldn't get anything they wanted like I could, I quickly became a superstar.

<If you don't mind, could the lady tell us exactly which family you are from?>

There were people here who went by their first names and others who went by their full titles. There wasn't anyone who was called by their number, like, "Nobleman 3615!"

<I'd like to just be called by my first name.>

Anyhow, to the people who were curious about my family name, I always shook my head and asked them to call me Iana.

Because the thing is, I didn't know either. So I didn't let anyone know who my family was.

If my family was someone that I did know from the novel, then they would probably be someone with a high enough status based on how they could get me anything, but….it was difficult to see family members during imprisonment and other than the blank letter that arrived every month, there wasn't anything else for me to work with, not even a name.

So I just assumed that I was from a relatively stable noble family. Because if I was from a family that appeared in the book, I would have figured that out by now. Well, it's not like there were a lot of characters in the novel. I mean, other than the steamy hot nights between the female and male leads, nothing else was really that important.

Hans shook his head when I told him I didn't know where I got the cigars.

"Well anyway, you are an interesting person, Iana."

"Am I? I can't really tell. Ah, more than that, Hans, I have a favor to ask of you."

I pointed at the vague outline of a figure collapsed in the dark cell.

"Can you let me inside there?"

"No I cannot."

"Really?"

Hans shook his head in a firm no, but I knew what these guards were most weak against. I smirked at him and spoke.

"Next time I'll give you two of the same kind."

"…I cannot."

"3 cigars?"

He flinched at my smile.

"But still…"

"3 cigars and a pipe. If you don't want to, I'll just ask and give it all to Talmin-"

"Now that I think about it, I think going in for a few seconds is okay."

Talmin was another prison guard who was a rival of Hans.

"Deal."

I couldn't stop my chuckle. Hans cleared his throat and turned his head the other way. He tried to hide his embarrassment.

"You really can only stay there for just a little bit, okay?"

"Oka~ay."

Perhaps it's because the novel's events hadn't happened yet. Unlike how the cell was under strict surveillance in the novel, the male lead's prison cell wasn't heavily guarded. Perhaps it was because no one knew the male lead's power? In the novel, the prison cell was strictly monitored after the male lead caused a huge ruckus. So.

"You need to put in the key and turn it. Two times to the right. It's a bit rusty, so you have to put in some strength."

"Yup. Got it."

I pushed open the door after unlocking it. I could smell something like wet moss past the rusted door. This cell hasn't been cleaned at all, has it?

I took a few steps towards the wall and then stopped, blinking my eyes repeatedly. Someone lay on the ground, his body chained to the wall.

'So this is the male lead who hasn't met the female lead yet, huh…'

He probably hadn't been eating well because he was rather scrawny, but he still gave off a sacred, saint-like feeling. Maybe it was because of his silver hair. Or maybe because of his long eyebrows or his eyes with a color like the sky.

My throat made a sound as I gulped.

Heinrich Dorean was hella fine.

****

I met the male lead in prison.

Okay. I get that I transmigrated into an R-19 tragic romantic novel, but why is he like this?

“Bark! Bark! Bark! Grrrrrr…”

I can’t believe this guy is held by a curse that makes him act like a beast…And that’s not the end of it, because when he returns to normal for a moment.

“I-i-if you aren’t g-going to take responsibility for what you did to me, th-th-then don’t t-touch me!”

At any rate, I felt relieved that I probably wouldn’t have any sort of romantic interactions with this guy.

A year later…

“Th-th-the day I leave this place, please…m-meet up with me!”

Well it wouldn’t be a big deal to meet him once. But, then, when I was released from prison…

***

“Welcome back. My lovely younger sister.”

The day of my release, a man approached me. Turns out, I’m the villain’s sister.

“You must have suffered going to prison in my stead. I waited only for you.”

…F*ck. My brother’s the male lead’s sworn enemy?

***

3 years later, I met the male lead. He looked totally different than when I last saw him.

“It’s been a while, Iana. I’m going to kidnap you now.”


The fluorescent light of the computer was shining upon Pi's face, and its clip-on glasses were glowing from the metal, made of an unknown material.
It lightly pressed on the keys one after another on the keyboard, out of fear of disturbing the other's rest. Since its typing speed couldn't keep up with the speed of its thinking, the progress of its writing had inevitably been slowed down. But it had no other choice. 
In the dead of night, even the fan sound from the laptop was particularly harsh. From time to time, Pi tilted its head to look around the bedroom and see if it had disturbed Zhang Zian or the other elves.
After Zhang Zian and Snowy Lionet finished their argument, silence returned to the room. Because of its night blindness, Richard, who had always been nosey, couldn't participate in their conversation. 
Old Time Tea always slept soundly, like it could stay asleep even if Mount Tai were to collapse over its head. 
Galaxy looked at Pi once and closed its eyes again, lying in the crib safely and covered by the soft moonlight.
Pi and Fina looked each other in the eyes but quickly looked away.
Fina, who had slept enough during the day, didn't feel drowsy at all in the evening, and its majestic green eyes were glancing around the room.
Famous was still awake. Turning and tossing restlessly on its blanket, it was still looking forward to the grand premiere of the movie. A small night light at its spot provided a little dim light for it. 
After arriving at the pet shop, Pi had gradually become accustomed to such evenings. Almost every night before going to sleep, a certain elfin, usually Snowy Lionet or Richard, would make a scene, as if it were some kind of ritual before sleeping. 
Pi tried to ignore Fina's awe-inspiring gaze and focused on the screen in front of it, thinking about the following storyline of its novel. 
After a while, the lower right corner of the screen indicated that it was 11 pm.
Pi suddenly felt relieved. Firstly, it had almost finished writing that day's chapters. And secondly, Fina's gaze was finally gone.
Snowy Lionet started to smack its lips. Old Time Tea snored from time to time. Famous kicked like it was having a nightmare, but it didn't wake up. 
From this time on, the night had truly overtaken the pet shop.
As the only awake elfin on the second floor, Pi was extremely pleased.
It yawned, took off its clip-on glasses and rubbed its aching and sore eyes before putting the glasses back on its nose. The words on the screen looked the same because the glasses did not actually have any degrees. It wore the glasses just to clearly read the words in the untitled book. 
In fact, Pi didn't want to stay up late, but for some reason, in the dead of night, its thinking was always exceptionally smoother, and the plots that baffled it during the day made sense to it during the night. As a famous saying goes, inspiration was just like a ghost; they both liked haunting in the night.
When Pi yawned for the second time, it finished writing that day's chapters and uploaded them.
When uploading the new chapters, it was inevitable for Pi to see the number of people who had added the novel to their libraries. 58 people had. The excitement of being immersed in its past stories was suddenly wiped away, after seeing such a number. 
Some authors liked to write something and communicate with the readers at the end of the chapters, but Pi had never done so because it didn't know if anyone was actually reading its novel. Although 58 readers had added the novel to their libraries, Pi felt that these people hadn't really read it. The empty comment section was the most obvious proof.
It moved the mouse to the "Publish" button but didn't press it yet. As if it had suddenly thought of something, Pi wrote in the "Message from Author" section at the end of a chapter: I don't know if anyone is reading this novel. Can anyone who has read this message please say something in the comment section?
After writing the message, it pressed the "Publish" button quickly, as if it would regret its decision if it hesitated. 
Would anyone say anything tomorrow?
It didn't hold any hope for this. It felt like its heart had become a cold stone and was constantly falling into an endless void.
Pi closed the Word document, turned off the computer, removed its glasses, and placed it on the untitled book. Then, it jumped onto the hammock chair. 
Although it had tried to move as quiet as possible, the chair still squeaked lightly, and slightly swayed back and forth. That was how the chair was designed. 
Pi held its breath nervously, cocked its ears, and listened to the sounds of the room.
Old Time Tea's snoring paused a little bit and resumed, while the sleep of other elves seemed not to have been affected.
Pi felt relieved. Finally, it could go to sleep, and it wished it could at least have sweet dreams. 
However, reality was not what it expected. 
As soon as it closed its eyes, the Word document and the stories that it had written earlier appeared before its eyes. The events that took place before it arrived at the pet shop projected in its mind, one by one. 
How interesting!
Eyes still closed, it smiled. How nice if I could come here a little earlier.
After a while, about at 11:30 or so, Pi, who had not yet fallen asleep, suddenly heard some slight rubbing sounds from the bedroom.
Was Snowy Lionet teasing Zhang Zian again? No matter what, it was too late at this point. If they were too loud and woke Fina up, Fina would surely be furious.
Pi opened its eyes to look around the room. To its surprise, what it saw was not Snowy Lionet's blue eyes, but was the light from Zhang Zian's cell phone screen. 
Was he not asleep so late in the night? Or was he just looking at the time?
He did look at the time and then turned his neck as if looking to in the direction of the desk. Pi quickly leaned its head back into the hammock chair.
After a moment, it quietly stuck its head back out and saw that Zhang Zian was still holding his cell phone. His cell phone screen had become the main light source in the room, so he probably didn't notice that Pi was watching him in the darkness.
Zhang Zian had not fallen back asleep after lying down. On one hand, he was guarding himself against an attack from Snowy Lionet. On the other hand, he wanted to go to sleep only after Pi had fallen asleep. When he heard that the sound of the computer fan disappeared, he wanted to go to sleep, but his drowsiness had already vanished. After staying in bed for a while, he picked up his cell phone. 
He opened up the Qidian app and found some novels with 100,000 to 200,000 words, ones with better performance on the website, and quickly began to browse the beginning parts of those books. 
Honestly, he could barely immerse himself into the stories, ones where the storylines were too straightforward and had no logic. Maybe he'd passed the age of reading for these kinds of books, but he knew that if he wanted progress and success, he must focus on learning the merits from others rather than criticizing other people's defects. Therefore, he tried his best to keep reading the books with patience and perseverance.
The room was quiet, except for the breathing of the elves all around. This made Zhang Zian feel at ease.
His drowsiness came back while he was reading these books. Several times, he unknowingly started to fall asleep, and his hand that was holding the phone lowered down. Then, he would wake up abruptly and continue reading. 
The time passed slowly, and it was past one in the night.
He knew that he should go to sleep now, or he else he would be very sleepy during the day tomorrow. He repeatedly told himself that he would go to sleep after reading the next book. However, he kept reading one after the other.
He only browsed the first 100,000 words, which were the first 40 or 50 chapters of each novel, at a very rapid speed. He didn't need to interpret the plots of the books, he was just looking for the best parts among the choices of words and sentences. 
Compared to the text, he actually preferred reading the messages from the authors. Whether they were expressing gratitude or complaining, these messages documented the thoughts of the authors in the process of their writing. Although he had never met the authors whose novels didn't do well on the website, he particularly empathized with them. 
After reading another book, he was extremely sleepy. When he looked at the time on his mobile phone, it was already past two in the morning and he was only four hours away from getting up. He would be exhausted during the day. Should he go to sleep then?
But there was only one book left in his library. He hesitated for half a second and decided to sleep after reading this final book. It was probably his OCD causing himself trouble. 
This was an urban novel named Diplomats of the Underworld. The tags of the novel were hilarious, rebirth, and ghosts. Honestly speaking, this novel had nothing in common with the book written by Pi. But it was published half a month earlier than Pi's novel and had currently uploaded less than 200,000 words, but nearly 10,000 readers had added it into their libraries. It must have some perks making it so attractive. 
Since there was only one book left, he motivated himself to stay focused and opened the novel.
The plot of the novel was roughly about the protagonist being reborn for some reason. Not only had he been reborn, but he had also gained an extra system in his head that enabled him to communicate with ghosts. The system assigned him to kill the evil spirits and wicked people, and he would be rewarded with equipment if he fulfilled his tasks.
The novel's word choices and expressions were somewhat awkward and there were many typos, but at least it wasn't boring. He read the novel chapter by chapter, and when it was nearly three in the morning, he'd already read 50 chapters and about 100,000 words. Normally, he would have switched and read the next novel by the time he'd reached these many words. However, this was the only novel left in his library, so he decided to read ten more chapters. Besides, he hadn't found the highlights of the novel yet. If it had no great parts, how did it become successful?
If he still couldn't find any highlights after reading ten more chapters, he would go to sleep. He decided that he could stay up no longer.
When he read Chapter 57, the finger that had been swiping the screen to turn pages abruptly froze. 
At the end of Chapter 57, the author complained that he'd been writing the novel for a month, but the performance of his book wasn't good. One part among the writing had deeply touched Zhang Zian. 
I've been preparing this book for a long time. Having no sense of shame at all, I want to say that I have been hoping to rock the web novel community with this novel. I feel so upset that my novel has not gained any recognition or opportunities.
Zhang Zian could feel the author's resentment from this. Meanwhile, he still was curious. When the author wrote Chapter 57 of this novel, its performance was doing poorly, but currently, it was doing quite well. What had happened during this period?
He continued reading the book.
The answer was revealed two chapters later.
At the end of Chapter 59, the author wrote this:
I'm not sure how to say it, but my mood has been on a rollercoaster the whole day. To be exact, this began early in the morning yesterday. After talking with Morning Gorilla Star in the comment section, he included my novel in his reading list. Since he has so many friends, there are many people who follow his reading list. More readers have begun to notice my books. Thanks to those who have included my novel in their reading lists.
What was going on?
Zhang Zian had a flicker of interest. This was the second time he saw the term reading list. The first time he saw it was on the Wang Haige Forum. At that time, someone responded to a post and said that it was useless to advertise in the comment section, but it was useful to advertise in reading lists. 
The situation of the novel had gotten better after only two chapters?
He wasn't in the mood to read plots he wasn't interested in. He quickly scrolled to the later parts of the novel. In Chapter 84, he saw that 5,000 readers had put this novel into their libraries, while at Chapter 59, that number was less than 1,000.
Things had changed tremendously in only 25 chapters.
That was how it happened then. Reading lists could really turn something bad to good and make more people notice their novel. However, if the authors of novels wanted the creators of reading lists to notice their novels and include them in the reading lists, the authors must advertise their books in reading lists first. 
What exactly was a reading list and why was it so powerful?
So the person named Morning Gorilla Star was probably a creator of a reading list?
Zhang Zian's brain was weakened by extreme drowsiness. He stared at the dark ceiling and thought for a while, but he had no clue in the end. It would be better for him to think about the matter when he woke up in the morning.
Scared that he would forget about it when he woke up, he added a bookmark to Chapter 59. After that, he put his cell phone under his pillow, closed his eyes, and quickly fell asleep.
After the light of the mobile phone's screen went out, the room was once again filled with darkness. The only light source was the dim night light near Famous.
Zhang Zian had been very careful while reading the books, thinking that he'd better not make any noises to disturb the sleep of the elves. Still, some elves had woken up once and a certain elfin had never slept.
For a few hours, Pi watched him in the dark. Unlike Galaxy, Fina, Old Time Tea or Snowy Lionet, its eyes did not glow in the dark because it did not have tapetum lucidum behind its retinas. But it also wasn't as blind as Richard in the dark. No one had noticed its open eyes. 
From the side of the hammock chair, Pi exposed half of its head and saw that the glows of several pairs of eyes appeared and disappeared. Zhang Zian's brow furrowed and stretched in front of his cell phone screen, and the moonlight quietly changed its angle as time passed.
It's time to sleep. Many times, Pi wanted to remind Zhang Zian to go to sleep. You have to get up so early in the morning, and then you need to carry out the heavy cleaning work, apply for loans from the bank, discuss the decoration of the shoe store with the construction team, and deal with all kinds of difficult customers. If you don't sleep well, you'll be very sleepy.
But Pi didn't tell Zhang Zian this because it couldn't speak. Since the computer was turned off, it couldn't type either. But the most important reason that it did not remind Zhang Zian was because it needed to bite on its wrist to stop from crying out loud.
Why?
Why not just tell me to give up? Isn't that simpler?
There are so many more important things than my novel that you need to attend to. For example, Galaxy is still afraid of human beings, Fina is keeping its thoughts to itself, Old Time Tea is getting old, Snowy Lionet always likes to pull pranks on you, Richard doesn't want to love anymore, and Famous is still stuck in another world.
Why did you spend time on my novel that is bound to fail?
Why...did you spend time on me?
Pi's canine teeth had already left four deep teeth marks on its arm. It pulled back its head and pulled up the blanket to cover itself, crouching in the chair like a baby in the arms of its mother. 
As the chair slightly squeaked, several pairs of eyes opened and glowed. Then, the glows went out as the cat elves closed their eyes.
The dead of night.


1. Download a suspicious game
2. Catch a few magical pets as partners
3. Go through interesting daily routines and lead the pet shop to a whole new level

Hey, I'm back and my new novel is finally here. It's a bit late and not the story I promised all those two long months ago, but I still hope you'll give it a chance. The name's Caracara's Hunt. It's a novel about a young man who was persecuted because of his powers. Here's the synopsis:

For twenty years, Arawn has spent every day in magic-dampening prisons. The latest being the Gutter, a place for the worst the human kind has to offer. Haunted by memories of the past and overwhelming power he cannot control, Arawn wishes for nothing more than to rot away in the darkness, far from the fragile humans he might hurt.

Yet a new criminal is sent to the Gutter. He's lively, alert, and too self-assured to just let himself die in a dingy cell. The moment he notices Arawn's fascination with the outside world, he showers him in tales about its beauty and warmth, something very opposite to the dark cell they now inhabit.
 
Slowly, a long dead sprout of curiosity rises its head within Arawn. But are abominations like him even allowed in the outside world? Wouldn't he be smited by the gods the moment he took a step out?
 
He would do it, if he were them.

--

The reason I changed the novel idea is mainly because I didn't think I could do good by the witch novel. I had planned it out and created an expansive world, but when I tried writing the first chapters, they just didn't work. Somehow, I couldn't get the right feeling. 

I was also faced with a new semester in my university at the time, and let's just say it didn't go well. I thought I knew what bad studies were, but I got educated on that. From now on, I'll never say there's nowhere lower to go—there is, always. Anyway, this interrupted all my plans to write with stress and other horrors familiar to all students. I only managed to get my feet under me like two weeks ago. 

Throughout those longs weeks, I had kept thinking about my less than acceptable drafts of early chapters for the witch novel and in the end decided that instead of releasing a subpar romance novel, I should better try my hand at writing an adventure novel again. For those who have read Flight of Icarus, you can expect a similar type of action and emotion packed story. For those who haven't, think of an action/adventure story set in a fantasy world with complicated characters and plenty of problems for them to face. Kingdoms, rivals, new friends, ancient secrets, love interests, betrayals, pets—you're going to get the whole package this time ;) 

Try it, you won't regret ^_^ 
https://www.webnovel.com/book/13184971806042905/Caracara's-Hunt

(And if you do, you can tell me why so I can improve for next time. Everybody wins!)

~SteelCrown 

P.S.
Sorry for the premium chapter, but I don't have the option to release normal (unpaid) chapters. I also needed at least 400 words for it to be released, so do forgive me.

Iris didn’t think much of her life until one day she found herself in the body of a baby fox. Before she could wrap her head around it, she was bullied by a kid and saved by a handsome stranger. It was almost like a fairy tale ending, just why is she still a fox?! Is there like a certain duration or will she need to stay like this forever? No way!

If you want to chat about the novel or ask me anything, visit my discord ^^ https://discord.gg/ZegeFhH

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