Vulgan was a poet on earth. As a typical poet like Shakespeare, Ovid, Enheduanna, etc, he lived in the figment of his imagination. He did write about quite the number of gods and explored a lot of themes of spiritual stances. Of one of the gods he wrote mostly on was the god of the sea, Poseidon. He did write about his rage and power. He wrote about his castle under the water. Then he wrote about himself walking in the midst of fire, getting betrothed to a Nymph and being someone of great reverence as the almighty. He really took his muse on a ride.

Then came a day that he became so gay as stirred by the poring powers of booze. He was so drunk at the ceremony of the opening of the new cave of Myclops, the village priest. Then at the middle of the drunkenness, he was caught up in gloom and then he opened his eyes to meet himself before a glass-like lawn of sea without waves. He thought the world had come to an end and he was the only one left on earth. Later did Poseidon, his guest came and welcomed him to his fantasy.

In the world of fantasy, he was to act everything he had written in all his poems. And tell you what,he wrote more of gothic piece. He was matter-of-factly a metaphysical poets. He did have his way with some of the exhibitions until it came to fighting with Leviathan, walking in the midst of fire and being like the Almighty. He knew then that he might be a pawn of time.

He got to return home, earth, for a short period of time to burn some parts of the poems he wouldn't act. But he wouldn't burn any, though he knew the consequences. Like all poets or writers, who will burn his intellectual property? And his time on earth was waning! He rather burn or his world of fantasy might have him burnt. He had written what would mar him. The walking dead!

"What would you like to be? A toad, serpent, bench, signet, papyrus, pot of Cauldron? Say."

 What kinda crazy list was she making? How crazy she was. She couldn't even make any soothing and pleasurable form. He would take those as a message from a cherub in hell. 

 "A necklace!"

 "So be it."

 She touch his erection (the closest thing to her) and he turned immediately into a necklace. A necklace with a green blob. 

She wore it around her neck and slid it into the path between the two enormous boobs.

 That was all Vulcan had ever wanted. That moment should never pass away...

 * * *

Vulcan was a horror poet when he was alive. On the day when Myclops, the village priest was to dedicate the cave to Medusa, Vulcan got drunk. And in his subconsciousness, he was caught up into his fantasy. There he was met by Poseidon, the god of the sea, before a sea of glass. He was welcomed into his fantasy. There he was to act all the things he had written in his poems. 

 It aint as easy as whichever way you are looking at it. Remember he was a horror poet. Enjoy his fantasy with him. How he met Medusa, several nymphs and fairies and discovered the secret of the wierd priest.

 He would fight Poseidon, Leviathan and maybe God too, because he wrote all those in his poems.

 * * *

 DISCLAIMER

 TO ALL THE READERS. ESPECIALLY TO THOSE WHO THINK THEY KNOW ALL. {APOLOGY IF THAT WAS RUDE}

 FROM CHAPTER 2 - 50 PERHAPS, THE USE OF WORDS IS QUITE REMOTE AND COULD BE A LITTLE BIT ANNOYING SINCE THE WRITER MADE AN EXCESSIVE USAGE OF "THE THIRD PERSON OMNISCIENT NARRATIVE TECHNIQUE". THAT IS, THE WRITER EXCESSIVELY PLAYED ON THE THOUGHTS OF THE CHARACTERS BY REPEATING AND REPEATING AND REPEATING WHICH COULD PRETTILY BE ANNOYING. 

 THEREFORE, TO SAVE YOURSELF OF THE STRESS, YOU CAN SIMPLY START READING THE BOOK FROM CHAPTER 60 OR SO. DO NOT BE BOTHERED. YOU WON'T MISS OUT ON MUCH. IT'S A BOOK OF STAGES OF FANTASY. PLUS THE BOOK WILL EXTEND TO 1K CHAPTERS. 

 SO, NO READER SHOULD GO TO THE REVIEW SECTION AND START COMPLAINING ABOUT REPETITION OF THOUGHTS OF THE CHARACTERS BECAUSE IT HAS BEEN DISCUSSED HERE. DO NOT DIMINISH THE REPUTATION OF THIS BOOK. READING IS BY CHOICE. 

 PLUS, THE WRITER MIGHT FIND TIME TO EDIT THE MENTIONED CHAPTERS AND HELP THE READERS TO UNDERSTAND WHAT HE WAS TRYING TO DO WITH THE EXCESSIVE PLAY ON WORDS. 

 WELCOME TO THE WORLD OF AN ANCESTOR.

 TO BE FOREWARNED IS TO BE FOREARMED.

 THANKS FOR STOPPING BY.

Mc enters the walking dead after being transmigrated into the version of himself that died five minutes after the outbreak in canon ??
He will be transmigrated into his twenty five year old counter part and was able to make 3 wishes beforehand.

Mc enters the walking dead after being transmigrated into the version of himself that died five minutes after the outbreak in canon ??
He will be transmigrated into his twenty five year old counter part and was able to make 5 wishes beforehand.

A somewhat self-insert turning to semi OC. First story i will publish.

Chapters will be pending, i know there is no long enough for most but i don't want to lose the overview. 
So i guess it will be mostly 1k to maybe 5k, what do you guys think?

If you click this your beyond gay.






Follow our MC to a Wonderful adventure on The walking Dead universe as he will change the plot and enjoy in surviving the wild.





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Mc Died being a hero, meets God, grants the Mc 10 wish, transmigrated on The Walking Dead universe. 








this is my second Light Novel.


If you like Apocalyptic Novels this one is for you.


still amateur thou



Read at your risk.



mc has System.




easy Going Mc.





I accept Good comments and suggestions for the novel





I don't own the Series.



English is not my major Language so if you saw some mistake and wrong spelling or Grammar, forgive me.



enjoy.

Inspirited by the song “Dead Girl Walking” from Heathers. 
Warning: Suggested abortion, implied child neglect, implied kidnapping, violence

"Let me sing for you, alright?"

I heard a voice from my dreams. It was a girl-- longing for comfort and warmth.
I woke up with broken brushes, messy canvas, and empty bottles of pills. As my eyes land upon the other side of the cold window-- I saw something different from what I've seen before.
I saw something catastrophic.
Something depressive.
Something darker.

Author's first notes:

I've started writing stories since I was a kid, the same time I learned how to draw. Back then, I thought of writing as just one of my hobbies because I really more into drawing stuff than writing stories. I even made a comic once but never made sense due to lacking plotlines and other stuff [laughs at cringe]. Then when in high school, that's where I kinda(?) take it seriously-- but it still sucks and cringey by the way. Most of the time before, I always write horror stories, especially ZOMBIES-- I have this UNDYING love of the Zombie genre. Night of the Living Dead (1990 remake), Dawn of the Dead (2004 remake), and of course, one of the best zombie stories I've ever dive into was The Walking Dead (comic). To me, Night of the Living Dead restores the classic movie and innovates it at the time, and I love it. The Walking Dead set the bar high for the zombie genre, and Dawn of The Dead introduces me to the running zombies (thanks to Zack Snyder), which scared me more than the walking ones. Those films, books, and comics were my inspirations to write this novel (which will have some references *wink wink*).
2 years ago, also in high school, I'm planning to make a graphic novel with the same title as this. Well since I suck at writing stories, the story of the scrapped Dead on Arrival story was like a replica of Telltale's The Walking Dead [laughs at cringe again]-- but months later I threw it all away because I don't want it to feel like a replica of something, so I've waited for myself to improve a bit in writing. This story I'm giving you guys right now might not be unique or might not give something new, I wrote this story because I want to tell people that these characters inside of the novel are based on the people I really cherish.
2020 was said to be the WORST YEAR as I'm hearing a lot in posts on Twitter, Facebook, Instagram, and YouTube. But to me, honestly speaking, it was one of the best years. Everything was unexpected, people come popping out of nowhere, people dying everywhere, any shit you can even think of-- but for some reason, in that year, I have met the best people that came into my life. Those people became my friends, then developed as best friends, now I think of them like my brothers and sisters. It was late-October and early-November of 2020 when I started thinking about reviving this title and completely writing a new story with new lore. Writing this novel for me was like writing 200+ pages of love letters just for 12 people [chuckles].

The dead comes back to life, and they run-- a more reason to fear on. Lin, Mae, Jon, and Zack, using their immunity, fights their way amongst the hordes of living corpses to preserve their own future.

Jaune Arc, He is the merc with a mouth and a pro fourth wall breaker now armed with the mission of getting back at Adam Taurus for killing off his second eldest sister Violet but now Jaune is seeing a war underneath the shadows and he initially doesn't want anything to do with it as Adam Taurus and the White Fang are his main concerns. 
With his sick sense of humor and versatile set of skills and abilities, Jaune aims to destroy the white fang

Once upon a time, a prince named, no, scrap that!

On modern Earth, a young guy was walking down the streets. When people asked what he was looking for, he would always reply,

"Can you please point me where the comic store is?"

"Sorry, Sir, but there's no comic store here.." they would always reply but then, he shouted,

"Impossible! Kage Bunshin no Jutsu! My bunshins, find the comic store!!" he did a cross sign and crouched.

Every time he did that, people would look at him like he was a mad man.

.....

.....

It was now night time, the moon started to appear very slowly.

Ren, the crazy otaku, was still trying to find the comic store, he muttered,

"Is there really no comic store here?! No, IMPOSSIBLE!" He roared as loud as he can

As he was roaring, he didn't see that a truck was heading towards his way, the truck's light was off so it was pretty dangerous for you can get killed if not seen properly by the driver.

Ren finally stopped roaring and looked at the truck heading towards his way, he looked in horror as the truck crushed him into meat paste.

.....

.....

"Ugh shit, what happened?!"

A grunt sounded as if he was trying to clarify what is happening right now...

After those grunt noises ended, a mighty voice followed after it.

"Welcome young man, you are now in the void, where souls rest."

"Huh, I'm really dead huh..." Ren whispered to himself.

"Huh?" The mighty voice seemed shocked.

"What?" Ren asked the mighty voice to clarify his intentions.

"Nothing. You are my #1,000,009,301,982 soul yet you are the first one to be so fast to accept your death as others would freak out..."
said the mighty voice and seemed surprised.

"Actually, I've prepared for that line for a very long time now..." said Ren.

"Oh really... Then, for my entertainment, I will give you 5 wishes..." said the mighty voice.

"5 wishes... Well then, for my first wish, I wish to have a phoenix royal bloodline.

For my second wish, I wish to have an Anime System that grants me everything I want.

The third wish is Instant Mastery...

My fourth wish is to look like King Arthas in Warcraft but more handsome.

For my fifth wish, save this wish so I can use it later on..." Ren told the mighty voice what was his wish.

"Well then, if this is your wish then I will grant it now!" The mighty voice said out loud, following that was a snapping sound.

*snap*

"There you go, where do you wish to be reincarnated?" asked the voice...


"I wish to be reincarnated in the world of Douluo Dalu. as Tang San..."

*snap*

Another sound of snapping occurred.

"Now then, I will now send you to your desired world.." The mighty voice said out loud

*snap*.

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A/N: Author here, pretty busy at the moment as I am making a chapter for this novel and my another novel. Hope you enjoy....

Also, world he will be traveling on is:

1. Douluo Dalu.
2.  Naruto.
3. Seven Deadly Sins.
4. Fairy Tail.
5. [SECRET]

In a world where all I do is work, sleep, eat, work, sleep,  and repeat there is no thing of true joy…. 
Well except for one thing … and that thing is...
"Porn", says a certain annoying little birdy 
" Gahhh, no it's comics and video games. "
"How many times do I have to tell you that, Benny. " 
< and where did you even come from?> 
" Excuse me, but  who's the one monologuing while walking down the street again . Oh yeah that's  right  you.. "  
"Hush it, don't you have more important things to talk about  ."
"Oh,... ok then.   By the way, what's in your secret compartment under your carpet. "
With a flushed face of only those who have been caught, and are deeply disturbed and afraid , I say ,     "I say, Benny how did you find that compartment . "  
"Oh?  }:> So it's a real  compartment . "
Upon noticing a flyer, and with a look that could immolate, "Heyyy Bennyy, ..... according to this, there's a fireworks display by the theatre, not to far from here. It would be a shame if someone got too close and lost an eye, or worse. "
Benny backing away slowly, "Hey bro, I was only joking come on I'm your favorite brother. "  "Your my only sibling benny and plus I would get lots of free food if something were too, … accidentally....   happen to you. " , I say in a hushed whisper in his face.   
"Hey I have a better idea," he says hastily , "why don't we instead go to Mr. Mavericks place. I'll even buy a comic…  just for you."  
With my happy face on, I grab my annoying little brother's  hand and proceed to lead the way to my favorite comic shop. While saying thanks to Benny, a thought comes to mind, "Hey, Benny you never did answer my question. How did you guess the right answer about me having a secret apartment??" 
"Oh yeah that's right,  well you see... " , but right as Benny is about to answer, I feel an immense weight on my head falling, I see darkness then feel nothing absolutely nothing. 

Ding… generating space      
Ding…. Generating avatar 
Ding… Language translation established 
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<error> attempt repair 
Sub routine activated   

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At first there was nothing and then there was something I felt a pressure on my temples beckoning me to open my eyes. When I finally  opened my them  I found myself in a room of bright white with a chair in the center. As I walked toward flashes of color emanate from the chair
Vvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvv.... <hello spirit , and welcome to purgatory sector c.  I don't know how to say this, but your dead . 
What did you say ?
Vvuuvvvvvvv. <I said your dead > 
What? 
        -     -
        \___/

Moving to royal road as well.  In Isekai the main character is generally an OP reincarnate or world traveler, but what happens when they make their own world.

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