 
Katrina's POV
Beauty is through the Eye of the Beholder. I was told that when I was a child by my mother but I didn't really want to know what she meant. But a part of me always thought she meant that you fall in love with someone, for not just their beauty, but their personality. Their spirit. Which to me made me believe that beauty is seen differently by everyone and right now, I want to believe that. I want to believe that more than anything. As I fear like many things I have lost, love could be one of them and I hope that isn't true.
My name is Katrina Stark and I am Tony's younger sister. We both grew up in the life of luxury, raised by our parents and given the life people dream off. Rich beyond anything and with great minds. Tony grew up and followed our fathers ambition, to take over the company and eventually became Iron Man, a superhero. While I kind of kept to myself and went down multiple career paths. Writing novels as well as studying multiple kinds of sciences from everything to do with Biology, chemistry and physics. As well as technology science and forensics. I got so many PHD's more than I could count but I love writing in my spare time. Publishing a few books which became best sellers and I was happy. I have had the life I had always wanted and then everything came crashing down.
There was an accident in the lab I was working in and I got trapped in the lab, with toxic chemicals. It spurted everywhere and it got me in the eyes and certain parts of my body. I was taken to hospital and treated for the burns but the damage to my eyes was extensive and I was now blind. Blind and nothing could be done to change it. Tony tried. Got doctors from everywhere to try and repair my eyes but there was nothing that could be done. I lost my sight and any chance of living a normal life.
3 years have passed since that dreadful day, constantly in and out of hospital as I had therapy and certain tests done. All of it designed to help me get used to being blind and help my body cope with the new changes as the accident did more than just burn and blind me. It also gave me certain powers which took a while to control. It seems it unlocked some sort of magical power inside me which means I can control the elements, speak telepathically and I am telekinetic as well. Those are the powers I know off but I might have more. I don't know. But I don't really care. For me it's just another thing to make me more of a freak then I already am. The blind Stark with freaky powers, yay that's what I wanted.
But after all these years, I have control of them but I refuse to use my powers. For me they just add more salt to the wound. Another thing to make me a freak. The only good thing is that if I focus on my powers enough, I can just about see the outline of people. Not full colour or even black and white. It's literally like seeing a white doodle of an outline but it's better than nothing. And it makes my blindness and adapting easier to deal with. Even if it has ruined my whole attire life and I can't be independent again. I can't work, I can't write and I have to rely on technology and someone else to look after me and help me when I struggle. It's horrible and a part of me wished I died in that accident as it would be better than this. Stuck with powers that I can't even see myself use, blind and unable to live.
I'm out of hospital finally and Tony has arranged for me to live in Stark Tower with him and the rest of the Avengers. He is giving me my own floor so I can have my own independence with Jarvis ready to assist me and so I can enjoy what's left of my pathetic life. You never know, I might enjoy living there but the fact is I can't do anything I used to enjoy. It kind of sucks. I just got to hope my new life at the tower is somewhat easier and that I can have a bit of peace and quiet. Hopefully, I will find something in life that can keep me going.
It's midday when I arrive at Stark Tower and Tony helps me out the car and into the tower. We go straight to my floor and he shows me around before he brings my things into the bedroom. I use my magic to see the outlines but I can just about make out Tony and what is my room. It's just lines and I hate that I can't see.
"I've got loads of braille books brought up here and some audios books for you to listen to." Tony rambles, "There is equipment in every room to help you and if you need anything, Jarvis can help you do anything just don't…"
I interrupt him, "Tony I know, I know. I'm blind, not an invalid." I look in his general direction, "I appreciate everything you are doing Tony but I can do this. I have to do this."
He signs in frustration, "I just hate that I can't do more."
"You have done enough." I state, "You are making it easy for me to live including giving me independence and a way for me to keep on living. You have done more than enough for me." I force a smile, "I will be ok brother."
He pulls me into a hug, "I know but I worry."
"I know you do." I pull away, "Is there anything else I need to know before I kick you off my floor?"
This makes him chuckle, "Well actually, there is one thing."
I give him a look, "What one thing?"
"Well…" He says sheepishly, "You are not the only one living on this floor. Reindeer games is staying in the room on the other end of the floor."
"The war criminal Loki?" I exclaim, "What the hell is he doing here? Shouldn't he be rotting in a prison on Asgard or something? And why does he have to be on my floor?"
He shakes his head, "He is apparently innocent, controlled or something and has been banished here until Thor can get him exonerated. I'm sorry he is on your floor but no one else wants him on their floor, including me. He won't be a problem. I have already warned him to keep away from you or he will suffer greatly, I assure you."
I roll my white eyes, "Fine I guess it isn't a problem. Now shove off, I want to chill before I make dinner with Jarvis."
He chuckles at this, "Fine but if he causes any trouble…"
"I'm sure I can handle him." I state, "Now go brother before I have drag you out of here and don't think I won't."
With him laughing, he leaves my room and I hear his footsteps moving away and back to the lift and to his floor. The smile drops from my face as I sit down, putting my face in my hands as I get a grip of myself.
You're fine, you are home. Your new home. It's going to be weird but I will be ok. It's not like I don't have this whole floor to myself. I have got a library with some braille books, some audiobooks, a gym, a swimming pool, kitchen and lounge. I've got everything I could want and yet, this isn't the life I wanted. I had my life and I lost it. I've just got to adapt to all these changes, somehow.

Her name is Katrina Stark and she is Tony's younger sister. She has had the life people dream off, being born into a life luxury and following all of her dreams. That was until 3 years ago when an accident in a lab caused her to lose her sight, plunging her world into darkness. 
Now blind, she is struggling to cope with not being able to see as well as the magical powers she gained due to the accident. But even with this mystical gift, she doesn't see a future for herself with nothing but darkness to light her way and no chance of having a normal life. Having a career or finding love. 
Just as she loses hope, she moves into Stark Tower only to discover the mysterious Loki has been banished and is staying on her floor. A spark ignites and she is thrown into a world of magic, secrets, love and lies. Her life changes in a thousand ways and yet there is only one thing for certain, it all began with the God Of Mischief.
'Beauty is through the Eye of the Beholder. I was told that when I was a child by my mother but I didn't really want to know what she meant. But a part of me always thought she meant that you fall in love with someone, for not just their beauty, but their personality. Their spirit. Which to me made me believe that beauty is seen differently by everyone and right now, I want to believe that. I want to believe that more than anything. As I fear like many things I have lost, love could be one of them and I hope that isn't true.'

(I do not own Marvel or any of the characters in it. I only own Katrina, any characters I've created and my own storyline.)

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Tripp was standing still, breathing heavily....
I can see!!!
Being in utter darkness, he just thought he was still blind, but there was a light shining right in front of him right now. 
"Haha, now I know I'm definitely dead' he said, laughing nervously at his situation.
If he was dead and this was a new world, he was happy, but he couldn't help and feel sad at his unavenged death.
He remembered lying there in the cold basement where his own parents had left him. He remembered how his sister would bring her friends down there to see the "freak" they hid in the basement. They would come in and have a look at the starved blind cripple or hide around the room before throwing things at him. 
One particular birthday, his sister came with her friends, and this time she brought some extremely extravagant food. He remembered how fragrant the food was, and he was drooling.. then she put the food in the hallway furthers away from his room and told him to crawl. 
He made his way until he could feel the heat coming from the plate, and when he was soo close to finally tasting the food, she and her friends laughed as they took the food away and went to feed it to the pets.
slapping his cheeks hard, he snapped himself out of his memories
"It doesn't matter anymore. None of that matters; I just need to keep going and live free from any restraints." he smiled as he started at the source of the light.
"Not sure if I should follow it? Nothing good ever comes out of following the random light, at least not in any of the audiobooks I listened to, but on the other hand, what choice do I have? I can't remain in this darkness forever." steeling his nerves, he slowly walked up to it.
It was a thin gold thread that was part of the flooring, shining brightly in the darkness.
He followed the gold thread for a while before it multiplied, and there were two more, and soon, it increased again. This time it wasn't only on the floor but on the high ceiling.
"This better be leading me out of here or to where I meet a crowd standing waiting to receive their new powers", laughing excitedly as he started jogging. 
The darkness seemed to be slowly defusing as the golden threads continued to multiply; soon, the golden threads had taken over, and very few dark purple ones could be seen on the floor.
He kept following the bright threads excitedly as this was the only change in this eternal darkness that he had been in for months.
He was no longer in the open space but was now in a long hallway covered top to bottom with gold and purple threads.
As he turned back, all he could see was the darkness he had left further back. It now looked like a giant purple dome. 
"Was that where I was?"
"had I walked that far."
It wasn't black but purple? Or purple to black,
"No time to waste, can't be late, or I will end up with the worst abilities. Let's see where this goes," he said as he turned forward and kept walking...

The purple threads remained intertwined with the gold when gradually, a light blue one was introduced to the now bright gold floor.
"A third thread," he said as he crouched to get a better look
"It looks exactly like the first one, except for the colour."
The blue thread pulsed the same way as the others.
"Not sure what all this means, but it's better than running around in the  darkroom." 
The hallways kept going, and the further he went, the brighter the threads got, and they even pulsed more.
At the end of the hallway, a door appeared. Tripp had finally reached the end of the beginning of his new life, or so he thought.
"Yes!!!" Tripp shouted out excitedly.
"The door to my new world!! I couldn't care about what ability I get or what world I get sent to, as long as my body works and I can enjoy my freedom!!"
Tripp was breathing heavily. After living the life he had, anything would be better. He wouldn't mind being poor, and he wouldn't even mind doing hard labour. He just wanted his freedom more than anything.
He picked up his pace as his eyes were now fixed on the door in front of him. He hadn't noticed that the threads started changing colour, slowly going darker and darker.
He was now almost halfway through the hallway when his senses told him something wasn't right.
Tripp looked down, only to find the threads were moving towards a particular spot.
He followed the colourful threads with his eyes, only to see something rise from the spot they had all converged.
The different colour threads seemed to intertwine as they raised from the ground, going higher and higher until they slowly started forming a shape.

"What the hell is going on now?" he said in shock. 
The shape was slowly turning into the form of a person.
The person was purple, entirely purple, With long hair that touched the ground. 
Tripp froze.....
The purple person was facing the other way, so all he could see was his back. 
"I should probably run away, but if I go back towards the darkness, I will probably die." he thought to himself.
"Maybe this is a test. If I can get past him and get through the door, I will be safe?" 
Before he could make a decision, the purple person turned and looked at him. 
Tripp's jaw dropped 
The person staring at him had purple eyes that shown with bright gold, blue and silver colours. It looked like he had a galaxy in his eyes.
The purple person started sauntering towards him.
Tripp tried taking a step backwards, but he couldn't. He looked down only to realise his feet were covered with the purple threads, and they were snaking their way up his legs.
"Shit!! I need to get out of this; I cannot fail here."
Tripp looked up only to see the shinney purple eyes less than 10 inches away from his face. The purple person stood right in front of him, looking at him with a weird twisted smile.
Tripp threw a punch without thinking, but his hand struck something mid-air. A purple outline of an arm seemed to come into existence. He was shocked and looked back at the person in front of him who was still laughing. Soon three more arms seemed to appear behind him.
"F**k!! What is this?"
"8 arms? is this person human?"
The figure grabbed onto him with all arms, as the threads were now coming from the eight hands and wrapping up his face and mouth.
"Mmmmm"
"Mmmmmm" Tripp tried his best shouting, but his face was now completely wrapped with purple threads, making him look like a neon mummy on Halloween and the only sound he could make came out muffled.
The weird threads seemed to increase in speed as they covered his entire body.
"Is this it?"
"Have I failed? Am I going to be reincarnated as a spider, a snail...
his thoughts were running wild while he lay still in his purple cacoon.
Time went by slowly, and his energy was gradually being depleted as he found himself falling asleep.
Tripp woke up to find himself in the familiar darkness, but this time it was different. There was a statue of the same person he had met earlier.
It was dark, but he could see it clearly as eight balls of light inlaid in the statue were shining brightly, covering it with different hues of light.
"This is getting super weird?"
"Who was that? and where the hell am I now?"
"Am I dead, and this is Limbo? were the gods give me new powers and sent me off on an adventure as they did in the audiobooks I used to listen to?"
He didn't bother thinking too much and slowly walked up to the shining statue.
The person stood with six arms coming out from his back, each holding a sphere of light. The topmost arm on the right was holding a globe that had a fire burning brightly in it.
The hand on the left had one that had a storm of lightning.
His standard two arms were held up to his chest open flat, holding two different orbs. The right arm held a shining purple sphere, and it looked like it had a whole galaxy circling in it.
"Do these spheres of light have something to do with the threads I saw earlier?"

With nothing else left to do, he decided to take the risk. 
"Guess there is no Otherworldly guide here."
He stretched out his arm to touch the purple sphere when his vision turned white, and he felt himself falling.

Tank Draining 5%….0%
Subject 9 awakening

Tripp was born into one of the Major Houses that was part of the world government, but in an age where humanity had almost reached the singularity he was born with an incurable disease leaving him blind and crippled from the waist below. Abandoned by his family in the basement of their massive mansion he slowly succumbs to death, but what awaited him wasn't what he expected, he woke up to find himself Subject X0-9. He was now being experimented on by the worlds leading scientist.

Authors note: hello guys as you will read I mention audible near the end. But that's the thing I don't have audible for audiobooks but I use free stuff like YouTube. Don't take it the wrong way, thank you

After I woke up I asked Nicole for how long I was asleep, she told me she never realized I was asleep. It was mean, because does that mean that I look so ugly everyday. I thought I looked cute or just like a normal human being. It's sad really. But the good thing is that it seems our teacher didn't notice, she probably thought I was just lying on my desk. 
"did you do the reading" she asks out of nowhere. 
"wait what, we had reading to do?!" om shocked I think I forgot about it completely. 
"oh my gosh I can't believe you forgot about it, she'll kill you if you can't answer the questions." she laughs a little as she pats my shoulders as if I were crying. 
"shit, and that's the thing I'm already failing those quizzes. Like at least with those quizzes I read some of it." I say sighing, I never really read any of the books she assigned. I would either read a summary of the chapter online or do nothing. 
"go listen to the audio book, I mean we have a period before class." she says, as she pulls out her headphones to hand me one. I receive before popping it in my ear. 
"Do you have, audible or are you going to use YouTube?"
"YouTube, I don't really use audiobooks that often so YouTube is enough. Listen to it during class." she says standing up from the stairs. 
"thanks Dana." I thank her as I follow her out the stairway and into the hall. I'm glad she reminded me of the book if not I would have forgotten about the test and reading. 

They have problems and they don't realize it in other words.

"We're here," Kazehaya Gin announced as he stopped the SUV in front of a huge gate.
Soon, the doorway moved as servants of the Cedar Palace opened it to let them in with smiles plastered on their faces. Yuuka looked out from the window, her eyes appreciative while her mouth hung open.
"You haven't been here before?" Gin inquired lightly her as he glanced at Yuuka from the rearview mirror, before stepping on the gas to drive the car further in the courtyard.
He asked because the Cedar Palace was not entirely closed to the public. There were times when the place opened for cultural events held at the outer buildings, and most times than not, businessmen and their brood clamored to have tickets to come. Coming at the Homura House in Tokyo was, after all, a status symbol, as not all the rich people could come in so easily.
Maki Yuuka shook her head. "I'm not interested or fond of cultural shows and activities," she answered. "I'm not such a masochist that I'd suffer through something I hate just to gain connections. My father won't force me to attend such things as well since he knew I'd probably mess up."
Chiaki and Alinea who were familiar with her no holds barred mouth let out a hearty chuckle.
"Your father's wise then," Alinea commented as they arrived at the inner court, and everyone started alighting the car.
"Woah, it really feels like you're in another era in here," Yuuka commented as she eyed the huge traditional mansion.
"Don't let it fool you. The place is equipped with discreetly placed modern appliances. It's more high-tech than some of the new houses," Alinea told her.
It was true. Aside from the appearance and true age of the house, the Cedar Palace was surprisingly modernized to cater to its residents' comfort. It's just the appliances such as the air-conditioning system and others were hidden in a faux traditional exterior to keep the aesthetics of the place.
"I see," Yuuka nodded as she followed the others.
She still had no idea why she was invited here but she didn't mind. Even if she's not really interested in cultural shows and activities, she loved visiting fascinating places, and Cedar Palace was at the top of the list of intriguing places.
"Here, miss," a servant told her as she placed a pair of slippers on the wooden floor of the balcony.
Yuuka thanked her as she slipped her shoes off and wore them. She let the servant take her shoes to the side and followed the others in the receiving room. Her grandma's house, although a lot smaller than the Cedar Palace, was also a traditional Japanese house, and so she was used to places like this one.  
"Yuuka, are you busy?" Gin asked as soon as they reached the receiving room and were all seated saved for Chiaki. The latter went to look for Aki and Kazehaya Sora.  
"Well, it's the weekend tomorrow," she answered with a slight frown. "I'm just usually at home, either playing video games or listening to books."
"Huh? You listen…to books?" Alinea was confused as she racked her brains how that was possible, making the others laugh except Yuuka.
The lady pouted, looking hurt. "Why do you seem surprised? I love audiobooks," she answered.
"Oh, audiobooks," Alinea nodded, finally understanding what she meant. She was someone who hated reading but loved listening to stories so she could relate. Back in Ritz, Alistair had tried to make her read many times but ended up reading to her instead.
"So it means you have nothing important to do then?" Gin prompted and Yuuka shrugged.
"Nothing that I can think of," she answered. "I just returned from New York, so I'm not really needed at work."
"How about vacation? Can you take a leave?"
Upon hearing that, Yuuka frowned. "Yes, I can. But why? Why are you asking me these things?"
Gin shifted on his seat, before clearing his throat. "Because you might need to take one – a semi-long one."
Yuuka inclined her head; caution reflected in her eyes. "Is this related to Suzuki Daizo and my father?" she asked softly.
"Yes." It was Ryuu who answered this time.
Yuuka inhaled sharply, her hands clenched on her lap as she bravely met the Koutaishidenka's eyes.
"Then why should I leave?" Yuuka's voice came out clear and even challenging that Alinea's eyes had a glimmer of admiration in them.
For normal people, even simply hearing Ryuu's name invoked fear. But now, faced with the man himself, even if it was obvious that Yuuka was afraid of the head of the Homura House, she didn't show any signs of it.   
"If something bad involves my father – good or bad, I want to be present," Yuuka stated. "I'm not saying I will side with him if he did or does something wrong, but if it's the case, I would like to try my best to at least reason with him. I am his only child, after all."
Alinea wanted to verbally agree with Yuuka. If it were her, she wouldn't want to leave her father as well. But she knew that beyond the surface, there was another set of reasons for this. Because if not, her uncle wouldn't bother dealing with it himself, much less her husband.   
"We understand," Gin nodded. "But we're afraid we cannot really let you intervene," he continued, eliciting another sharp intake of breath from Yuuka.
But before she could protest, Gin signaled for the servant who waited on the side to bring his laptop, and he placed it on the table. Everyone's eyes focused on the open screen where a video was playing.
Alinea was curious as well, and so she inched closer to Yuuka so she could see clearly. When she did, her eyes bulged, disbelief was written all over her face as she transferred her gaze from the screen towards her husband and uncle then back to the screen again to continue watching.
"What's this…"
Yuuka's voice trailed off as the screen showed a video of a girl standing next to a car where men that looked like thugs got out from. The girl was pretty but her eyes had a menacing look in them. There was no sound but they could clearly see what was happening.
The men left the girl, but then one of the men suddenly came flying and slammed against the windshield of the car, shattering the glass. The pretty girl was not even fazed. Instead, she looked enraged and more so when a pipe suddenly came flying her way, embedding itself against her shoulder and she screamed.
Everything looked normal in the sense that it was humanly possible and explainable, but the following events were not. Yuuka watched with her face turning horrified by the second as the girl screamed in agony while three dark heads with hollow faces came out of her screaming mouth.
They watched as the girl's body started convulsing as more of the black things tried to get out of her body but couldn't. In the end, the girl's flesh fused with the plethora of the shadows and they evolved into a spider-like demon.
"What is this? Is this a movie?" Yuuka asked weakly, as she tried to put a semblance of a smile of her face, but gave up when she saw that no one was smiling back. "What?"
"I'm afraid it's real."
It was Alinea who answered, and Yuuka turned to her as if she was insane. "This video is actually surveillance footage. That girl…" she said as she pointed at the girl who turned into a monster. "Her name's Okada Koharu, my ex-classmate."  


She was the Princess who had to die…

Alinea, beloved Princess of Ritz, and celebrated heroine of the recently concluded Immortal War was betrayed and killed for political reasons.  However, death did not come. She found herself waking up in modern-day Tokyo, in the body of a girl, named, Suzuki Ara, the most hated antagonist of all.  

He was the Prince who had to live…

Homura Ryuu, heir of the most influential family in Japan was forced to be engaged to Ara since birth, due to a family curse. He could only marry and have children with the woman mentioned in the prophecy, else his bloodline would die out. 

Fated…

The Prince and Princess from different worlds, where revenge, hatred, conspiracy and strive for power prevailed, found each other in the most unexpected turn of events.  Was this a coincidence? Maybe not. For two souls destined for each other meet regardless of time and circumstance. It's called fate...


PLEASE DO NOT SPAM THIS BOOK. I REQUEST FOR EVERYONE TO SHOW RESPECT & AVOID EXP REVIEWS. 
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Ara elbowed Ryuu in the rib. "Darling, you are scaring the people away. Learn how to smile."

"Darling, if I smile, they will totally forget why they exist," Ryuu countered smugly, so Ara had no choice but to sigh in defeat. There's no sense making sense with this stubborn husky anyway.

Well, he kind of had a point anyway…

Ara looked towards the nurse's station where nurses kept bumping into each other or hitting the tables and making things fall because they were busy giving Ryuu demure glances.

"See? They get distracted like that with me not smiling – what more if I do?"Ryuu told her with amusement in his voice. Then again, mischief danced in his blue gaze and he finally sent one bright smile the nurses' way.

CRASH!

BANG!

Ara watched as chaos ensued in the station and she quickly pulled the naughty husky to the side and gave him a glare.

"What? Who told me to smile?" he asked her innocently.

"I did okay? It's my fault," Ara told him as she dragged him away.

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OK, here I am, how it started, Of course, like every fictional character I've been reborn, yes, let's start over before the story gets too complicated.
keniod my name is zach, I'm 18 years old, I am the son of a rich family, everyone thinks that my life is beautiful, but not exactly, spent 16 years of my life in one place, in a private hospital in a bed, tied my hands, tied my legs, barely a living body.
my life is just fun audiobooks and movies said My Life is already hopeless, I don't care about life anymore I want to die for a moment, but I can't like every selfish person
another day, hell one of these days, I'm barely opening my eyes, my feet, my arms, but something different doctors running around, my mother crying, feel crazy angle, but I can't move, I can't breathe, closed my eyes. finally, it's all over, I tell myself I'm comfortable closing my eyes in the dark
- you're one of those angled souls?
who are you, Where Are you, Where Am I for a minute, why is my voice not coming out of my mouth ?
- emptiness, son, anyway, I've looked at your life, no matter how greedy you are, I'm giving you a chance to reincarnate your 4 wishes and not lose your memory
a new beginning this may be good don't start all over again thank you, sir, we can give me this chance for opening up, there can be no one but God, if I disrespect him, he can get this right back
- HAHAH I like you, son, unlike those who call me gandalf, anyway, there's another lost soul in the void. would you be quick
now I have to think I'm a greedy person, I wanted to stay first, I have to think about the universe
- my first wish is that the mixed version of Marvel dc Mutants is banished from their universe not by Martians and Kryptonians, but by dark cosmic beings
-2 I want to be zeus because he is greedy like me, but I want odin and hela 9 to be the front of the conquest of the world, so let olympus begin when it is founded and strengthened
-3 I want the Olympus sword to be indestructible and only used by me like mijolnir, and it can cut everything time and space let everything be mortal in front of everyone
4-my last wish is that I want a body without a course of sex that lasts at least 1 year
GOD-this gun can kill me, son, drive safe. anyway, I'll see you in the next life, Zeus, king of the gods.
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I think I'm in my mother's belly. anyway, being a baby is boring, but I feel the Olympus sword in my soul, and every time my soul gets stronger with la
I was bored, but I realized something. I think there's a sphere that symbolizes my inspiration. anyway, I learned that my body was perfect, as I wanted it from God, why, because my body is developing very quickly, I didn't know much about concepts like matametics in my life, but now I know, and I have arrogance from birth
finally, that holy day has come Yes, I'm having my baby a minute AHHH it opens up a lot damn the HOLY SHİT PUT ME BACK and I won't come out immediately
finally, it opens up like a madman, but I have to endure, I don't know why my birth suffered so much

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I look at my child, every time I give him a child, I think he will eat, I am a mother, I can't forgive him, I look at his open eyes
as if he was trying to calm me down, he is very beautiful anyway, I made a deal with my mother gaia, I had no choice, I kiss him for the last time, and I wrap him in a meringue and give him to the eagle, he comes, my mother pulls out a stone that carries his scent, as long as the baby is suitable, I hug him and give him to this Monster
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Zeus.Pov
holy shit I'm too high and I'm not afraid, as if the heavens are part of my body, but the most beautiful is the effect of my perfect body or the avant-garde of being a god, I move my body very easily, I'm very happy

A story of the rise of a man who has suffered a cripple all his life

Hi, I decided to make a YouTube channel and posed audiobooks on it. So be sure to check out the first Chapter of Ignited, The Fall of The Rising Hero now as an audio on my reading channel. 
 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4x093AS-dpk&t=1s

In a world were superpowers are the norm and being a superhero is a government job our protagonist Phoenix (or known by his hero name Ignited) gets experimented on and gets his powers taken away when he crosses paths with Quixotic a mad scientist he used to bully in high school because he was born powerless. Now with his literal firepower gone as well as his hero status because of it, Phoenix becomes a vigilante consumed by revenge.

Story written by Jordan Jennings.
Book Cover done by Kelsea Dove.

Somewhere…

 

 

[Warning! You are being confronted with unimaginable power.]

 

[Warning! Consider a tactical retreat.]

 

[You have entered a Maxed Death Sentence!]

 

[You have been challenged by the Viper. Prepare yourself.]

 

[The pressure of the power is impossible to withstand!]

 

[You have entered PVP combat!]

 

[Life and Death! Survive!]

 

 

Dark coughed out a mouthful of blood as HE approached. Tears fell from his eyes—all of his servants…his friends—his family in this world, laid in a bloody heap inside the palace. High levels, some even in the three hundreds, taken down easily by this man. What could Dark possibly do? Even the man's servants were too strong. Their levels showed up as red question marks.

"I would've thought the Leaf to be stronger than this," the man said. "You're the first non-native of the game I've met and yet, just a brat. If you weren't one of the five, I'd consider sparing you, motivate you to get stronger to face me properly. Shame that I cannot do that."

Dark analyzed him.

 

 

Name: Aunder.

Level: ???

Type: Antagonist/ Viper. Esper.

HP: ???%

MP: Infinite.

Spirit Sign: Legendary soul.

 

Tears continued to drop…All he wanted to do was have a better life. He escaped his hell on earth and found it, only to have it ripped away by this man. Death himself in the flesh.

"No need to cry over your servants, they're not dead," Aunder said, "just beaten bloody for attacking without provocation. Lack of honor for servants if you asked me. Protecting a weak lord..heh. Now, die in peace, die in honor. Get up and face me with your last breath. Unsheathe your weapon."

Dark forced himself to stand up from the cold rocky ground. What he saw through the black cloak were glowing purple eyes. Death's glare.

 

[You have been ensnared.]

[You have been inflicted with fear and despair.]

[Your passive skill Soul protection prevents you from succumbing to the status alignments.]

 

Dark drew his black sword, took a deep breath then exhaled. He would go down with a fight, for his servants and friends and for Ikumi…whom he could never confess his love….He put aside the thoughts and focused.

 

[You have invoked Burst Mode.]

 

Surrounded in white aura, he raced forward, knowing he was a fool, and brought down the first blade, right into the Viper's afterimage. Aunder placed a hand on his shoulder.

"Try harder."

Dark snarled as he swung but missed and missed and missed and missed.

"Is this a game to you," he yelled.

Aunder shrugged.

"Isn't that what they called it?"

"Great power—hurgh!"

 

[You activated Dark Bolt Shock Field.]

 

A field of dark energy and electricity expanded from the young man in a sphere. It reminded Dark of an ability called Raid Ender. Or maybe Vegeta's final explosion from Dragonball. He shook his head. Even in front of Death, he still thought of silly things.

"I am Dark, who will conquer this world," he said. "Great lord of the dark."

Aunder laughed, walking through his shock field casually.

"A bit delusional I see," he said. "I suppose that's a possibility when you're given power. Well, I guess this is it—the extent of what you can do. Dark element and that's it. Maybe you'll be reincarnated into someone capable of fighting me."

"My lord," said one of his servants, a pretty dark-haired woman. "Let me. Don't bloody your blade."

"I must. It is a duel, now back off. Let him die with honor."

Dark fell to his knees, shaking. He didn't want to die. The man before him couldn't be sane. He was just not real. Not one of them. Why was he granted this ridiculous power and not everyone else? Not even the normie would have time to—

Dark gasped as the piercing, agonizing pain erupted into his chest. His breathing grew short. He forcibly held in the tears of fear and defeat. He realized that he was just a nineteen-year-old child, playing pretend in a demon's world. Attempting to escape the hellish reality of his old life for his dream life. Living inside an anime, apart of it, with power and actual friends. And now he had to die for just wanting to be liked.

Aunder suddenly pulled back his blade and the pain vanished. Selkie stood in front of him, full glory—power and light raging around her.

"BEGONE! YOU WILL NOT TAKE HIM!"

Winds and lightning and hundreds of colors pushed toward the Viper.

"Damn pretty lady, no need to hit me with an angelic scream." Aunder laughed as if warmhearted. "How about it? Will you fight me in his stead? I'll kill him another day."

 

[Selkie's heal has stabilized you. You are cleared of all injury and status alignments.]

 

Selkie was already in Aunder's guard, but couldn't touch him. The Viper laughed.

"Feisty. I like them with a little spark."

Dark had to do something about this, but what? The Viper would do more than just wipe the floor with him. He'd…

Dark stood. Of course….the system warned him. A tactical retreat. He would force Selkie and himself to…And abandon all of his servants to die. Ikumi.

 

[Aunder continues to take no damage.]

[Selkie's HP has dropped to 21%]

[Selkie's Hp has dropped to 9%]

 

There was no time.

 

[You activated Tier 3 Skill: A Last Retreat.]

[You selected Selkie to travel with you. You will be whisked away to Dark Elf Territory, Messalay, Satovia.]

 

Aunder's blade missed by just a centimeter as Dark's power took he and his companion away.

I'm sorry, he thought as the new land emerged around him. He could only hope that the Viper did not see them as worthy of his time.

He allowed himself to collapse, trembling. Those glowing purple eyes of death. The attack on his palace that came out of nowhere. The feeling of the blade which claimed his soul.

Dark did not want to face the Esper ever again. He truly was a Viper.

 

 

 

 

 

Somewhere in Lot City…

 

 

Ming let out a breath as she finished both her main works. Her mind couldn't be released from the thought of actually meeting the man who wielded the forbidden spellcaster deck. Then her stupid cousin had to go and ruin everything. Where did she learn magic? She showed no signs of being gifted before. And as if things weren't already bad, the entire family was hit by scandals, left and right. If her parents didn't work abroad, there was no doubt Abe Tanaka, one of the most powerful men in the city, would've taken them out too. To think she met his daughter, all over her future husband. Ming let out an exasperated sigh. Nothing short of a miracle that she was able to write and draw under such stress.

Despite everything, she stood as gifted too, with powers she could wield to help out the Stone. Venus knew Ming wanted to be useful to him. She didn't get the chance to sit and talk with Clyde, to tell the young man things that he needed to know. The girls around him didn't give her the chance.

"Dammit, Chika's such a bitch…and she is not." Ming dove into her bed, burying her face into the pillow. "I'm supposed to be one of the Stone's prophets and I can't get over simple intimidation of other girls. No…they're gifted too. And powerful."

Ming clenched her fist, determined. She wouldn't give in—he'd be hers and she'd actually utilize her powers to see him succeed in his quest. Venus knew she would.

 

 

 

 

This has been volume three of The Anime Trope System. The episodes will remain in order.

The next story arc is underway!

Clyde's story continues, and his mystery slowly unravels. The journey still has quite the way to go as it brings out more and more. It's certainly not limited to just one city or world.

Fate is a mysterious string.

 

 

Hello, you amazing anime, novel, fantasy, and manga fans. I'm Alvin Atwater and I would just like to take the time to thank everyone who read and support the series. Please consider leaving a review on Amazon as you see fit. It truly helps me out. In the meantime, I will get back to work as this series is very fun to write. The number of plans and ideas feel endless.

Audiobooks for Audible are currently in production. I can also be found on www.AlvinJAtwater.com.

And until the next volume, have a good one.

--- Extra tags: Satire, Adult/Mature, Monster girl(Monster girl Encyclopedia kind), Fiction/Satire/comedy (I.E. Not to be taken seriously).

By the will of unknown deities, Clyde is swiped from Earth and tossed into an anime world. He’s the declared the Stone aka main character. One day, he must kill the Viper, the antagonist. Too bad things aren’t exactly as black and white as that. The Stone is something much more…
This world and its inhabitants are real. It’s another dimension with a lot to explore.

This is the story of a young man’s evolution from college boy of Earth to godhood and beyond. The challenges stand ahead of him:  demons, monster girls, crazy yanderes, even a girl with maxed charisma. He never thought he’d ever see a magical girl…

A story of comedy, action, and going from weak to completely unstoppable. He is the system disruptor…

In a world where tropes are present, anime girls falling in love so easily, and city-wide issues intertwining with the main mission, Clyde must level up power and his mentality, RPG-style. He can no longer be that earthling. He will learn… whether he likes it or not.

Someone who breaks systems…Feared by the gods…




~A lover of character development lover! 


Warning:
 Episode 7 and beyond contains and ramps a lot up on sexual content, including scenes. You have been warned.  This is not for the faintest of hearts! There are also monster girl quest references in here too. Once again, fair warning. Think about that before entering.
You now know what you're getting into...
[Recommended for those who know of the Monster Girl Encyclopedia] 
--Heads up: this develops into a Harem (and eventually they'll end up as his wives. If that's not your thing, this is your head's up.) 
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*He goes from cautious to embracing! 
*Don't just stop somewhere in volume 1 (because we know the beginning doesn't count for a judgment). Binge it! Binge it! Binge it! 
***Author note: get in now before you're left behind. I'm planning to be around for a while xD.***
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Thank you truly for understanding! This is my livelihood and I don't want to lose it. 
Please see discord's announcements for information on the Web novel's suspension.
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Rhea, mother of gods, and Titan of Motherhood knew this would happen.

These beings would not be like her, nor would they be like their father. With each child's power, with Kronos's fear and his never-ending hunger for power, her children would not last long.

She knew this, but when he took her fifth child from her, it hurt all the same. 

.....

Hestia was born into a hostile environment, but home cannot be quenched that easily. 

She made herself, deep within her father's stomach, built herself from the ground up and created a safe space for her siblings when they arrived.

The hearth and home protects; and its goddess will too.

Hera was born next, and when she landed she had someone to care for her. Hestia raised her younger sister, ensured that she did not die in the depths of their father's stomach.

She did not make herself – Hestia made her, and the two goddesses vowed together that they would protect their siblings from all harm.

Demeter was third and a fussy child. Kronos ate only meat and ambrosia, so they had only meat and ambrosia to eat themselves and to feed the child. She was revolted by meat, but her sisters did the best they could for her.

Hades was fourth to be born to Rhea, the first boy, and the second to last child to be swallowed (although neither he nor his siblings would know that). He was a quiet child, content with both his surroundings and his family, less prone to violence than Hera or Demeter.

They all lived together in Kronos's stomach despondently and longing for freedom.

.....

It is truly dark within his mouth.

There is no way for any light at all to enter once he swallowed me whole, so there was nothing for my eyes to adjust too.

Other than the darkness, the other things that bother me is the wet squishiness of his esophagus and the horrible, rancid smell.

But, other than those disturbing things, after calming down a bit, I am grateful for the time to think.

It feels like once he swallowed me, either I shrank or he grew because going down his esophagus is taking way longer that it normally should, but that makes sense I guess, considering how Athena could fit in Zeus's head.

I start thinking about how I ended up here and come to the conclusion that I died and was reincarnated, there is no way that I am still in the same world as I was before.

I don't know wether or not I am in the Percy Jackson universe or just plain Greek mythology, but that doesn't really matter. What I really want to know is which god I am.

I already know that I am a boy and there are only two sons of Kronos, that actual live in Kronos's stomach so that means that I am either Poseidon or Hades.

I can't help but grow excited and start babbling when I think of possibly being Poseidon. I think and hope that is who I am, but I am not one hundred percent sure because I was extremely disoriented when I first woke up in this new body.

"Shouldn't I have already reached his stomach by now?", I question in my head.

I try twisting around to face the part of his esophagus going down, but then I realize that there would be no point if I turned around because I would not be able to see anything anyway.

"Ahhh...I guess I'll just wait...wish I had one of my audiobooks though", I think while feeling kinda disappointed and bored.

And then I wait.

And wait...and wait.....and wait...and...wait.

Time passes by so slowly while going down Kronos's esophagus that I start thinking that he purposefully slowed down time in his body just to make it more torture for his children.

I wait for what feels like years while slowly moving through his wet, rancid smelling, pitch black esophagus.

I honestly start thinking that what I saw before was an illusion or dream and I actually entered a coma and am still in that hospital room being fed by a tube.

But the occasional chunks of meat and what I think is ambrosia pelt me during my consciousness and during my sleep keep me believing.

I have to force myself to eat some of the chunks that fall on me to satiate my hunger, but those chunks are always so awful and vile that I end up throwing up around half of it every time.

I can't help, but smile though whenever I think, "Hey, this dude is eating my throw-up and the occasional sh*t isn't he?"

And apparently god can decide whether they want to poop or not.

But I can't help but wonder what is keeping me from going insane due to the isolation, darkness, and living conditions. After pondering for a while I think that it is because my body is no longer human. Gods live forever and anyone could go mad from that alone, so their brains and minds must be built differently from humans so that they can stay sane.

After doing my daily dose of thinking, the waiting continues and my body grows and changes. 

And I wait.

*Plop*

"Finally!!!", I scream out in Ancient Greek, but then my screams of joy turn into screams of anguish as I bathe in the stomach acid of the king of Titans.




Dylan Hughes was a boy who lived almost all his life in a hospital. His life expectancy was only twenty years, so no one wanted to get too close to him only to watch him waste away. His only company were the nurses, doctors, and books he read while in his hospital room. One day he died in his sleep only to wake up in the body of his favorite god in his favorite book series. Watch what he does with his new lease on life!

(Artwork is not mine)

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