Lives intertwined  where 80's new wave songs takes  the center piece as the soundtrack of their young lives

She is the lost soul that keeps wandering around, trying to find her way back to her home and gathered her lost memories.

What will she find along the road? Memories? Friends? Foes? Or maybe another Spring?

[Inspired by the song "All Is Found" by Kacey Musgraves - Frozen 2's soundtrack]

A/N : I don't own the song, I own the plot and all characters that will be written there

 » A rewrite of Stephanie Meyer's Twilight combining the original text, the gender-flipped Life & Death Twilight Reimagined, and some rewriting to create a version of Twilight about Bella Swan and Edyth Cullen. That's right. lesbian Twilight. Includes midnight sun. This is a FANFICTION project I do not own twilight

"Excited?" Astro bertanya padaku. 
Aku memberinya senyum lebar sebagai jawaban. Kerja tiga setengah bulan bersamanya dan teman-teman yang lain saat menggarap AT Project kami, akan terlihat hasilnya hari ini. 
Aku melirik ke jam di lenganku, pukul 09.45. Kami baru saja selesai gladi bersih.
"Kalian udah denger Vero batalin kontrak sama kita?" Donna bertanya tiba-tiba. Entah dari mana datangnya.
"Yang main biola buat buka acara malem kita?" Astro bertanya. 
Donna mengangguk dengan panik, "Istrinya dijadwalin operasi cesar sore ini karena semalem ketubannya pecah duluan. Dia minta maaf banget sih, tapi kita tetep harus ganti susunan acara sekarang."
Kami saling pandang. Vero adalah pemain biola yang sedang naik daun. Kami menempatkannya sebagai bintang tamu pembuka karena kami akan memainkan desain karya seni interaktif buatan kami saat dia tampil. Kami bahkan sempat latihan gladi resik bersamanya dua hari yang lalu.
"Udah coba kontak bintang tamu lain? Ada yang bisa gantiin dia buka acara ga?" Astro bertanya.
"Aku udah kontak semuanya, tapi semuanya nolak gantiin karena emang mereka juga ga ada persiapan apapun sama soundtrack lagu yang kita mau." ujar Donna.
"Mm ... aku ga kenal sama pemain biola sih, tapi kalau pemain piano aku kenal satu." ujarku.
"Kamu ga berniat mau manggil Teana kan?" Astro bertanya dengan tatapan menyelidik.
"Teana Swarasthika? Youtuber itu? Kamu kenal?" Donna bertanya dengan binar di matanya. Sepertinya Donna adalah satu fans Teana.
Aku menggumam mengiyakan, "Tapi kita ga punya piano di sini. Masa kita minta Teana bawa pianonya?"
"Kalau cuma piano kita bisa pinjem sama klub musik, kan?" ujar Donna.
Aku tak tahu klub musik sekolah kami memiliki piano. Saat aku masuk ke ruangan klub musik bulan agustus lalu, aku sama sekali tak melihatnya.
"Sini aku minta kontaknya." ujar Donna sambil menyodorkan tangannya padaku. 
"Mm ... aku aja deh yang hubungin dia, Don. Aku juga ga yakin dia bakal mau atau ga."
"Dia harus mau, Faza. Please! Kamu harus bikin dia mau, gimanapun caranya. Ya?"
"Sebentar ya." ujarku sambil mengeluarkan handphone dari saku dan berjalan menjauh agar aku bisa berbicara pada Teana dengan lebih tenang. Teana mengangkat teleponnya tak lama kemudian. 
"Faza apa kabar? Iih baru nelpon."
"Sorry, sekolah lagi ada event. Aku sama Astro jadi panitia, jadi sibuk banget."
"Kan aku udah bilang, sama kak Ray aja."
Kurasa aku tak akan menanggapinya, "Mm ... kamu ada acara ga hari ini?"
"Aku mau ke event kalian tau hari ini. Kemarin aku udah dikasih tiket sama Astro. Dia bilang dia mau pamer."
Aku menoleh ke arah Astro sesaat setelah Teana mengatakannya. Laki-laki itu benar-benar menyebalkan. Aku bahkan tak tahu dia mengundang Teana ke acara sekolah kami.
"Sebenernya aku mau minta bantuan kamu sih. Kalau kamu ga keberatan." ujarku. 
"Minta tolong apa?"
"Vero, opening guest (bintang tamu pembuka) kita batal dateng karena istrinya mau lahiran. Rencananya mau main soundtracknya Pirates of the Caribbean. Nah kita mau mainin desain karya seni interaktif kita pas dia main. Kamu bisa mainin lagu itu pakai piano ga?"
"Maksudnya kamu mau minta aku main piano di event kalian?"
"Kalau kamu ga keberatan sih, tapi lagunya emang soundtrack film itu. Kamu bisa?"
"Bisa banget, Faza! Tapi aku minta bayaran ya."
"Itu nanti kamu omongin sama Donna ya. Kamu mau nih? Bener bisa?"
"Iya bisa! Aku pernah main itu dan aku upload di youtube. Kamu ga liat ya videonya? Tapi tenang, aku bisa kok mainin itu. Aku jalan sekarang ya, biar bisa latihan sebentar. Kita ketemu di sana ya, Za." ujarnya yang langsung mematikan sambungan telepon kami.
Aku kembali ke tempat Donna dan Astro sedang menungguku. Matahari sudah tinggi saat ini, terasa membakar kulit walau udara di sini cukup sejuk dengan angin semilir yang beberapa saat datang membelai tubuh kami.
"Kamu tau Teana pernah upload video lagi mainin piano soundtrack film yang kita mau?" aku bertanya pada Donna.
Donna mengangguk antusias, "Dia mau, kan? Ayo dong! Pasti mau, kan?"
"Dia lagi jalan ke sini."
"Aah!! Thank you, Faza." ujar Donna sambil memelukku dengan kencang. 
"Hei udah, Faza ga bisa napas." ujar Astro sambil memukul lengan Donna dengan gulungan poster yang sejak tadi dia bawa.
"Aku minta piano dikirim ke sini dulu. Duh, Zen mana ya?" gumam Donna yang segera pergi sesaat setelahnya.
"Kamu ngundang Teana kenapa ga bilang aku?" aku bertanya pada Astro.
"Emang aku harus lapor kamu?" ujarnya dengan senyum menggodanya yang biasa.
"Ga harus lapor, tapi kan bisa bilang aja. Aku mau bawain aksesoris buat dia."
"Nanti aku anter kamu ke rumah kakek kalau cuma mau ngasih aksesoris."
Astro benar, maka aku tak menanggapinya. Kami melakukan pengecekan ulang bersama. Keliling ke sudut-sudut yang kami pasangi instalasi dan memastikan semuanya baik-baik saja sebelum acara kami dimulai. 
Piano dari klub musik datang tepat jam dua belas, tak lama setelah Teana sampai. Donna menemani Teana di sesi latihan singkatnya. Donna bahkan mengambil banyak foto dan tak malu-malu untuk mengatakan bahwa dia adalah fans berat Teana.
Acara kami dimulai tepat jam tiga sore, semua acara sore itu ada di area indoor. Dengan banyak pertunjukan dari klub di sekolah kami. Dimulai dari teater, musik, karate, bahkan freestyle basket. Dengan adanya kerjasama dengan stasiun radio P, event kami menjadi semakin meriah.
Pengunjung datang semakin banyak saat senja semakin menjelang. Acara puncak kami akan dimulai beberapa saat lagi. Aku menyalakan lampu di jaket yang kupakai, Astro melakukan hal yang sama. Aku melirik jam di lenganku, 17.25. Sudah hampir tiba waktunya bagi kami menghampiri pos kami di tengah lapangan. 
Aku mengambil beberapa camilan dan dua box konsumsi, serta beberapa botol minuman untuk kubawa karena kami akan terjebak di atas sana sampai acara kami selesai.
"Sini aku yang bawa." ujar Astro saat aku akan menaiki tangga. Aku menurutinya saja sambil menyidirkan sekantong penuh bekal kami untuk malam itu.
Saat aku menyusulnya, seluruh isi lapangan terlihat jelas dari sini. Dengan banyaknya pengunjung yang datang dan teman-teman panitia kami di sela-sela mereka, serta beberapa penyiar radio yang membuat suasana semakin ramai.
Senja yang dipenuhi semburat jingga hangat. Dengan matahari yang terlihat cantik di ujung sana. Aku suka sekali senja dan hari ini terlihat sempurna, dengan Astro di sisiku.
"Kalau kamu cerita ada event begini dari dulu, mungkin aku udah mutusin buat sekolah sejak saat itu."
"Aku sengaja ga bilang. Sebenernya aku lebih suka kamu homeschooling aja. Aku udah nebak bakal banyak yang naksir kamu. Tebakanku terbukti, kan?"
Aku menoleh padanya dan menatapnya tak percaya, "Tapi kamu excited banget waktu aku mau sekolah?"
"Excited karena aku bisa ngajak kamu sekolah bareng aku. Aku jadi bisa ngawasin kamu, nganter jemput, ga bakal ada yang berani macem-macem kalau ada aku." ujarnya dengan senyum menggodanya yang biasa.
Aah laki-laki ini benar-benar....
"Kamu mau bilang kalau kamu suka sama aku sebelum aku masuk sekolah?" aku bertanya.
"Aku suka kamu dari pertama ketemu kamu di toko opa. Emangnya kamu pikir aku mau buang-buang waktu ikut kamu pulang kalau aku ga suka?"
Jawabannya di luar dugaanku. Aku berharap Astro akan menjawab jika dia menyukaiku sejak dia beranjak remaja. Dengan jawabannya sesaat lalu, apa bedanya dia dengan Angel? Menyukai seseorang saat masih berusia begitu muda.
Aku menghela napas tepat saat melihat Teana menaiki panggung dan duduk di depan Piano. Jari-jarinya memberi kode pada kami dan bersiap untuk memulai.
"Kita mulai?" Astro bertanya. Aku mengangguk.
Sudah mulai gelap sekarang. Aku memberi pesan untuk Paolo dan Revi yang berada di pos yang lainnya : Turn on the light (Nyalain sekarang). Kita mulai.
Sedetik kemudian instalasi cahaya dan desain karya seni interaktif kami menyala bersamaan dengan Teana yang memulai permainan pianonya. Gemuruh suara pengunjung yang membuat bulu halusku meremang. Event ini luar biasa.
Astro mengamit tanganku dan menatapku dalam cahaya yang datang silih berganti, "Aku mau pegang tangan kamu sampai acara ini selesai. Besok kita jaga batasan kita lagi, ya?"
Aku hanya mampu tersenyum. Kurasa aku akan membiarkannya menggenggam tanganku kali ini. Kami sudah beberapa kali mencuri kesempatan seperti itu saat kami merasa sangat rindu. Tangannya terasa hangat dan nyaman, seperti yang selalu kuingat.
"Aku seneng bisa kerja bareng kamu." ujarnya sambil mengelus beberapa jariku perlahan.
"Aku yang seneng bisa kerja bareng kamu. Semua ini ga akan bisa jadi begini kalau kamu ga ada."
Aku harus mengakui bahwa aku hanya membantunya memilih desain yang sesuai. Semua pekerjaan instalasi dan karya seni interaktif ini adalah pekerjaannya dan teman-temannya. 
Bintang tamu di panggung berganti satu dan lainnya. Kami bersama-sama menyanyikan beberapa lagu yang kami ketahui. Kami bahkan makan dengan saling menyuapi satu sama lain karena Astro tak bersedia melepas tanganku.
Malam semakin larut saat kerumunan di sekitar kami semakin terbawa suasana oleh seorang penyanyi yang menyanyikan lagu "Location Unknown" yang di populerkan oleh Honne. Kami bernyanyi bersama.
"This night will be perfect if I can kiss you, but I can't (Malam ini bakal sempurna kalau aku bisa cium kamu, sayangnya ga bisa)."
Jantungku berdetak kencang mendengarnya. Dengan tangannya menggenggam tanganku seperti ini, seperti ada sesuatu bergerak dengan asing di perutku.
"Jangan macem-macem, Astro." ujarku. Kurasa aku harus menegur apapun yang sedang ada di dalam pikirannya sesaat lalu.
Astro memberiku senyum menggodanya yang biasa, "Aku sabar kok. Kamu juga harus sabar ya."
Aku tahu Astro sedang mencoba mengingatkanku saat aku mencium bahunya saat dia menjemputku dari kantor polisi. Aku malu sekali mengingatnya.
"Beberapa tahun ga lama kan?" aku bertanya.
"Ga lama kalau kamu punya banyak kegiatan."
"Kita punya banyak kegiatan. Harusnya beberapa tahun ga akan berasa lama."
"Are you teasing me now (Kamu lagi ngeledek aku ya)?" Astro bertanya dengan senyum menggodanya yang biasa.
"I'm not teasing you (Aku ga ngeledek kok)."
Aku tahu kami baru saja mengulang percakapan kami saat bermain kembang api saat tahun baru. Aku tak bermaksud menggodanya, itu hanya terjadi begitu saja.
"I love you, Mafaza Marzia." ujar Astro.
Kurasa aku akan selalu ingat tatapannya yang hangat dalam remang-remang ini seumur hidupku. Aku benar-benar mencintainya.
"I love you too, Astro Abhiyoga."
Astro mengecup jariku dengan lembut, lama sekali. Membuatku dilema harus membiarkannya atau menegurnya.
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Boleh tahu, senja mana dalam hidupmu yang paling kamu nikmati? Kalau aku ....

Mm ... tunggu sebentar. Kita kenalan dulu ya.

Aku Mafaza Marzia. Kamu bisa panggil aku Faza.

Kamu pernah ketemu anak laki-laki posesif yang nyebelin, tapi manis? Bucin parah dari pertama ketemu? Dan bertahan sampai bener-bener nikah?

Aku iya. Namanya Astro.

Dia yang selalu nemenin aku yang baru aja ngalamin trauma karena ditinggal keluargaku meninggal karena kecelakaan, bantu aku selesaiin masalah-masalahku, juga jaga aku seolah aku adalah keramik paling berharga.

Intip keseharian kami yang manis, walau ternyata memiliki konflik misterius yang mengintai di sepanjang perjalanan hidup kami. Dengan segala rahasia yang ada di antara diri kami masing-masing juga di antara keluarga kami, akankah pernikahan kami benar-benar baik-baik saja seperti yang selama ini kami harapkan? 

Ikuti kisah kami yang diselimuti intrik tak terduga. Seperti hidupmu yang juga penuh dengan kejutan.

Enjoy your journey with us, Faza & Astro, di pahit dan manisnya hidup kami.

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Aidan hitches his way to San Francisco. Truckers desperate for company, or lonely men drawn by his shining beauty, pull over and throw their doors open wide. But, after only a few miles, they turn off into small towns, muttering about relatives to visit or business to attend to. Some wait in roadside diners for hours before sneaking back to their cars. They take small dirt roads, adding days to their trip, in order to avoid Aidan’s bloodless presence and bottomless eyes. 
Aidan arrives in San Francisco at dusk. He is dropped off in the Tenderloin by a man desperate to be rid of him. Aidan’s presence in his car is like the scent of mortality. In the twilight, large red and blue neon breasts flash from dirty bars, igniting the night. Giant muscled men guard dark, curtained doorways. 
The Tenderloin has always been a rough neighborhood, hot with neon and prostitutes. It gets its name from police captain, Alexander S. Williams, who said, “On a policeman’s salary, I can only afford chuck steak. But after transfer here, I make so much in bribes, I eat tenderloin every night.” 
Most of the buildings contain single-occupancy hotels and studio apartments After the Vietnam War, refugees from Southeast Asia; Chinese from Vietnam, Khmer from Cambodia and Hmong from Laos moved in. Studio apartments became vertical villages, overflowing with entire extended families.  Asian restaurants, Vietnamese sandwich shops and ethnic grocery stores blossomed. But the strip clubs remained.
Aidan, of course knows nothing of this. If he had, he would not have cared. He stands beneath the yellow and red glow of “Club Vamp” lit like a Halloween tree. 
Frankie, Club Vamp’s manager, is in a hole. His current bouncer, Lou, has just staggered off the job. Lou had gotten soused and punched out a patron who’d been making eyes at a waitress that Lou fancied.
Despite Aidan’s spare frame, despite the fact that Aidan has no resume, no work history, not even an address or a telephone number, Frankie hires him on the spot. Aidan does not look like someone who would ever get drunk, or lose his head over a girl. He does not look like a fighter. Nor does he look like a bouncer. He is lean and esthetic. Yet, despite his leanness, Aidan radiates menace. Frankie thinks that this is good. It is not. Prospective clients, looking into Aidan’s fathomless indigo eyes bring no trouble... and no business. They skirt the doorway of the Vamp, trying to avoid Aidan’s gaze. 
Frankie is in a bind. He does not want to lose business, nor does he fancy firing Aidan.  He fears the space that seems to fall away into forever behind those eyes. 
One night, a D.J. doesn’t show.
 “Hey,” says Frankie smiling, his eyes move side to side searching for escape.  “How’d you like to try your hand at D.J.-ing tonight?” 
He reaches up to pat Aidan on the back, but stops. His hand remains flat in space as if he’s miming a wall.
He knows putting Aidan in the booth is a stupid thing to do. He knows that if Aidan breaks his equipment he cannot afford to buy more, but he must, if only for a moment, get away from those bottomless eyes.
It turns out to be a perfect solution. Behind the glass, Aidan is no more visible than a dream. And Aidan spins disks as naturally as breath. In fact, under Aidan’s fingers, the ancient stereo that has always skipped and sputtered skims smooth as a bird over water.  The Vamp is loud, and its patron’s drunk, so perhaps it is not surprising that no one realizes that the songs are all slightly slow. The customers do not connect the melodies that begin to haunt their dreams with the background noise that accompanies their nightly binges. Pop tunes, so distorted by tempo, so twisted by harmonics as to be unrecognizable. They are the soundtrack to nightmare.  
 


Blood Prism exists in an alternate San Francisco, inhabited by old gods, ghosts, and gold rush madams.  Join a cast of characters, real and mycological, on a wild ride through the Catskill Mountains, down the River Styx, and into a place, where love might just be stronger than destiny…or maybe not.

Blood Prism is created by E.E. King, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

I return to my room after spending the afternoon with my sister. Although I want to see how the effect of my homemade shampoo on my sister's hair, but tomorrow I have to leave the castle. I still have one more thing to do with my girls, which is making them learn the song that I intended to show during the banquet. But I still thinking about how to make them listen to the song on my phone without know the phone or see the phone. Well, I still have some time to think about that. 
When I'm entering the room, there's no one there. Lucky, finally I have time on my own. I sit in front my desk, take one piece of paper from the drawer, ink bottle and the quill. Then start writing the song lyric that I want to perform at the banquet. I already have one song in my mind, it's a song that simple but nice to hear, and popular in my previous world. Carefully, I start to write the lyric on the paper. I must be careful because of paper also expensive good in this world.
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Heart beats fast
Colors and promises
How to be brave
How can I love when I'm afraid to fall
But watching you stand alone
All of my doubt suddenly goes away somehow
One step closer
I have died every day, waiting for you
Darling, don't be afraid, I have loved you 
for a thousand years
I'll love you for a thousand more
Time stands still
Beauty in all she is
I will be brave
I will not let anything take away
What's standing in front of me
Every breath, every hour has come to this
One step closer
I have died every day, waiting for you
Darling, don't be afraid, I have loved you 
for a thousand years
I'll love you for a thousand more
And all along I believed, I would find you
Time has brought your heart to me, I have loved you 
for a thousand years
I'll love you for a thousand more
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Yeah, it's a soundtrack song from a famous movie twilight sung by Christina Perry. Although the music looks simple, its popularity also like the movie itself. It also has many cover versions on YouTube, played in various musical instruments, which I downloaded in my phone.
A knock on the door is distracting my thought about the song. Clara's entering my room carrying the chandelier in her hand for my room lighting.
"Henry? You're back?"
"Yes, Clara"
"Are you writing something?"
"Hu um"
"Can I take a look?"
She approaching me after put the chandelier on the table. There's curiosity look in her eyes.
"Sure, why not?"
I handed her the paper in my hand. She accepts it and read it slowly
"Henry, this is poems?" she asking it after takes a glance and continue to read after asking
"Actually, that's a song"
She speaks nothing afterward, but after finish reading that, two crystal tears start flowing from the corner of her eyes. I'm surprised seeing that, I rise from my seat and give her a gentle hug from behind while whispering in her ears
"Clara….what's wrong?"
"This song…..it's beautiful"
"If it's just beautiful, you wouldn't shed a tear right?"
"It's also….speaking of my feeling"
I take a deep breath. Yes, I know what her feeling about me. She may already love me for a long time and wait for me answering her love.
I take back the paper from her hand and after putting it down on the table, I hug back Clara while whispering in her ears,
"Wait for me Clara, one day I will marry you as my wife"
"Henry…."
Except calling my name, she didn't speak anymore and just buried her face in my chest. From the wetness, in my chest, I know she silently crying. I'm not saying anything just hug her gently while rubbing her hairs. After a few minutes she finally lifts her face from my chest, her eyes still a bit reddish, she makes a brilliant smile that she never shows in front of me before.
"Henry…."
"You don't have to say it, I know"
"But I want to say it….Henry… I love you"
"I love you too Clara"
We looking at each other with a smile on our lips, without we realize, our face already become close and our lips met each other in a gently passionate kiss. After our lips parting, I guide her to sit on the couch
"Clara.."
"Yes, Henry?"
"No one can play better music except the one who understands the means within the music. After dinner, return to my room, I'll show you the music of this song and I hope you can play it during the banquet later"
"Okay, but how this song is sung? Can you show me the intonation henry?"
"You want me to sing it to you?"
She nodded with enthusiastic eyes. Oh well, at least I ever sing the song couple times in karaoke with my friends. Although I'm not a professional singer at least I'm not deaf tone.
"Alright, I will sing for you, listen carefully okay"
Clara nodded deeply like a woodpecker. She seems can't wait to listen to me singing. After taking a deep breath I start to sing
"Heart..beats…fast"
...…..
"I'll love you for a thousand more"
Oh, this Henry's vocal cords is not bad, he even can reach tone that I can't reach in my previous life. His spelling also good, well Japanese like me is hard to spell the letter L, you know.
Clara watching me singing with admiration eyes, and when I'm finished singing, she claps her hands loudly
"Henry! Your singing is great! That's wonderful"
"Really? But this song is better singing by a girl"
"Um. I also think that, but your singing is also good. What is this song title?"
"A Thousand Years"

Ikki Isaku, a 17 years old boy, a student in a vocational school majoring in culinary, return to his hometown for summer vacation. 
When collecting cooking ingredient is a mountain near his town, accidentally he found a cave and interested in exploring that cave. An unfortunate event happens when he exploring the cave, he falls into an abyss inside the cave. His consciousness faded as his body falls into darkness in that dark abyss.
When he wakes up, he already in another person body. The body he currently lives in is the body of sole heirs of Baron Harvard, young master Henry Harvard, that due to an incident in his trip, fallen from his horse and lost his consciousness and even his life.
What will Ikki do in his new life as a young master in Harvard castle? Can he adapt to the new life?

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"Does everyone who needs assistance have it?" I asked the group and saw them all nod. "Will you all be able to walk?"
"Yes," a bean-tigh answered, her elderly appearance tugging at my heart. "If you can lead us out of here, we will walk. We'll crawl if necessary."
My throat constricted with her words so all I could do was nod. They were all beaten, cut, or broken in some horrible way, and yet they would have dragged their broken limbs across a field of glass to escape the Unseelie Court. After witnessing only one night of what they had been put through, I know I would have too. I would have done anything to escape that existence.
I had to take deep breaths to calm my rising anger. I wanted to run out of that room and slaughter all of the Unseelie for what they'd done. Instead, I focused on what I could do to help the injured seelie while we waited for the others to return. I pulled clothes and shoes off the guards and passed them out to the fairies; tearing some of the clothes to make bandages for the worst of the wounds.
Then she came limping in.
A human girl, maybe fifteen or sixteen. Her hair was probably a bright, strawberry blonde normally but it was dingy with sweat and blood. Soft, doe eyes squinted in the low light, one of them swollen shut. She was covered in bruises and cradled a bloody arm to her chest. Aodh was helping her walk since one of her ankles appeared to be twisted.
"Here, let me help." I took her from him gently. "What's your name?"
"Amanda," she croaked out, and I saw that she had bruises on her neck as well... in the shape of fingers.
"We're going to get you home, Amanda," I whispered. "I just need you to hang on a little longer."
"Okay." She gave me a small smile and a cut on her lips cracked and began to bleed.
"That's all of them. Let's move." Tiernan came up behind us with Conri. He was carrying a brownie, and Conri held a kobold, a type of shapeshifting fairy.
The prisoners needed no further coaxing. We moved, and we did so as quickly as possible. I had no idea how long we had before the guards woke. We couldn't kill them; bodies left behind might start a war. So, I dusted them once more before we left and hoped for the best.
Nighean's count had been off just a little; it looked as if there were only thirty fey. I cast a glance up the stairs as we passed them, thinking that perhaps the others were up there, entertaining their hosts. Then I pushed the thought away because if it was true, there was nothing I could do about it. I had to focus on helping the ones I could.
We made it out to the fresh air but it was clear that the seelie were too injured to travel all the way back to where we'd left the carriages. So, Tiernan, Aodh, and I scurried off to fetch them while Conri stayed behind to guard the freed fairies.
When I climbed into the driver's seat, I noticed that the moth was gone, but I didn't think anything of it. I was too busy maneuvering my coach back onto the road so I could follow Tiernan back to where we'd left the seelie. We barreled along; knowing that silence didn't matter at this point, the guards would most likely spot us under the glare of the sun. All we could hope for was enough speed to get back fast enough to grab the seelie and escape.
We arrived just as the imposing onyx gates of the Unseelie Castle flew open. A contingent of knights shot through the gates and headed in our direction. The sight brought us all an adrenaline rush, and we loaded the carriages like luggage handlers on crack. Some of the seelie suffered for our haste, but no one spoke a word of protest. I think everyone agreed that it was better to be hurt during an escape than be recaptured.
I got the last fairy into my carriage and climbed up into the driver's seat. We were so full that I had one of the less injured fairies sitting up beside me.
"Allow me, Your Highness." Conri jumped up on the other side of the seelie woman and took the reins. "I can handle horses almost as well as I do women."
Conri spared a second to wink at me before he slapped the reins down hard; jolting the horses into action. I heard shouting from behind us and called out encouragement to the animals, especially Cat. I didn't want her to think I'd forgotten she was there. I was slowly becoming aware that animals in Fairy could understand what was said to them. Or perhaps being fey helped with that. Whatever it was, the horses put on an extra burst of speed, and we raced through the sleepy forest like a shooting star.
"If you're listening again, Danu, we could sure use your help," I prayed as I turned in my seat; gripping the roof of the carriage so I could watch for our pursuers.
In movies, it seems as if the landscape often fits the action. If something scary happens, the ambiance darkens to help set the mood. Maybe I'd seen too many movies because fleeing the Unseelie through a sunlit forest, full of vibrantly colored leaves and happy birdsong, just seemed wrong. Chirping was not an appropriate soundtrack for this situation.
But then the mood changed.
As soon as Aodh's carriage made it into the woods, a loud, tearing rustle came from behind us, and the trees began to move. The seelie woman beside me turned to join me in gaping backward as massive roots yanked themselves free of the ground; sending showers of dirt flying through the air. They slithered and crawled, moving the mass of their ancient trunks like hermit crabs across sand. Then they settled like old women; groaning and creaking as their roots dug into the road behind us.
Vines sprung out of the earth and snaked around the trees; weaving them into a living tapestry. Branches shivered as the thick cords reached all the way up to the treetops. Then bursts of color started to explode across the verdant backdrop; flowers. A beautiful mockery to the unseelie knights who were now incapable of giving chase. A joyous cry erupted from the carriages. We were safe.
"Thanks again." I glanced up at the bright blue sky, which seemed much more appropriate now, and then set my eyes back on the road. "I hope I can repay my debt someday."
"Who are you talking to?" The glastig sitting between Conri and me, asked. One of her goat legs was bent at the wrong angle, but she paid it no mind as she stared at me, wide-eyed.
"Danu," I said simply.
"Who are you, my lady?" She was still beautiful, despite the cuts that ran down her cheek and across her chest, and I knew she could use that beauty to seduce men... and then kill them. Still, I was happy to have saved her, and I'd be just as happy to free the imprisoned unseelie.
"She's the Twilight Star." Conri gave me a gentle smile and, for the briefest moment, I saw behind the mask of the seducer, into the heart that Danu, and now I, believed in.




Amy Sumida is the Internationally Acclaimed author of the Award-Winning Godhunter Series, the fantasy paranormal Twilight Court Series, the Beyond the Godhunter Series, the music-oriented paranormal Spellsinger Series, the superhero Spectra Series, and several short stories. Her books have been translated into several languages, have won numerous awards, and are bestsellers. She believes in empowering women through her writing as well as providing everyone with a great escape from reality. Her stories are full of strong women and hot gods, shapeshifters, vampires, dragons, fairies, gargoyles... pretty much any type of supernatural, breathtakingly gorgeous man you can think of. Because why have normal when you could have paranormal?
Born and raised in Hawaii, Amy made a perilous journey across the ocean with six cats to settle in the beautiful state of Oregon which reminds her a lot of Hawaii but without the cockroaches or evil sand. When she isn't trying to type fast enough to get down everything the voices in her head are saying while her kitties try to sabotage her with cuteness, she enjoys painting on canvases, walls, and anything else that will sit still long enough for the paint to dry. She prefers antiques to modern furniture, tea to coffee, night to day, and Tom Hardy to Tom Hiddleston. No; Tom Hiddleston to Tom Hardy. No, wait... Tom Hardy and Tom Hiddleston to Tom Cruise. Yes, that's it.



I keep the world safe from his people, but now he's the one protecting me.
The Sluagh has come for me and nothing stops them. The monsters of Fairy chitter and cackle and screech all around us while Tiernan holds me tightly, hiding us within his magic. Under the cover of some roots, his body laid over mine, we wait. His lips brush my cheek. Our rapid breaths merge. My palms press against his chest, molding to his muscles and pulsing with his heartbeat. The terrifying sounds around us echo into silence but as I stare into his silver eyes I know the danger hasn't passed. This man—this fairy hunter—could tear apart my world.


In Wireless Media’s headquarters, after the premiere of "God of War," Zaro’s manager and a few other senior executives were checking the ratings of the movie online.
"Five… five points!?"
Seeing this, a few of them double checked to make sure their eyes were not playing tricks on them. Upon further inspection, there were already more than three hundred reviews for the movie. After a quick check of their IDs, they found that amongst them were the reviews of some reputable film critics as well.
Glancing once more at the rating, they slowly counted each and every star. Their eyes had not deceived them. Five stars! A full five stars!
It was inconceivable. How could a movie with a crappy plot receive such rave reviews!?
A rating of five was only half of a perfect rating of ten. Whether the film was good or bad, the rating was only given after watching the movie. Movies similar to "God of War" termed by the masses as a crappy film would normally receive a rating of about three stars. That was the average rating Zaro’s previous seven films had received. The five star rating was still not comparable to the 8.6 rating of "King of Snipers," yet when compared to Wireless Media’s previous productions, this was an unprecedentedly high rating indeed.
In the eyes of Zaro’s team, five stars was very high. This was the highest rating ever received for one of Zaro’s productions.
Screenshot it! Take a photo!
This was solid proof!
Zaro’s agent was worried that the system had experienced some errors, hence the high ratings. He trusted the reviews of the critics, but this high rating was just beyond his expectations!
Every username was tied to the user's terminal. A large influx of fake fans was also impossible. If there were too many obvious fake fans, in investigation would take place.
What called for the high ratings?
"Are you f*cking kidding me? 'God of War' has a rating of five! There is something suspicious going on!"
"Already 5.1 stars and still rising!"
"Where are the ones who caught the movie immediately after it was released? Shed some light on the truth!"
"I just watched the premiere. How do i put it in words... rather straightforward with a crappy plot. Yet it was really cool. Especially the stunning spectacle of the final battle. I give it five and a half stars."
"The visuals of Senior Master Zaro’s movies are always more or less satisfactory. Just that this time it left a profound impression on me, perhaps due to the soundtrack. I originally wanted to give it three stars, but on account of the amazing soundtrack, I made it five."
Amongst those voicing their opinions, there were also professional critics who were rather famous.
"My rating is five and a half stars. The plot deserves only one star, as everyone should be able to tell. Production deserves two and a half stars. Compared to the previous works, there has been an improvement, especially the acting. Although not great, it is evident that they were serious about their craft. I gave two stars for the previous seven movies. This time, based on the same criteria, the movie would have received three and a half stars on the account of their improvement. Alas, what prompted me to give an extra two stars was that short but exquisite soundtrack. I am sure others in the industry have given an extra two stars as well just for the music."
"Indeed." Another reputable film critic chipped in. "The soundtrack of a film is an important component when it comes to making a film. Without a soundtrack, a movie is just like an empty shell. Music can accentuate a story, draw out emotions, and shape perceptions. Great soundtracks can enhance a film. Just try remembering all the classical greats. Most people might have forgotten how the plot goes, but the the epic soundtracks will remain everlasting.
"The soundtrack in the climax of 'God of War' was indeed breathtaking. During my university days, I minored in movie soundtracks. Thus, from a professional view, I was unable to detect any flaws. That piece brought out the essence of the joys and sorrows of the battle. The bloodshed and glory were all nicely depicted. I just wish to know which great composer produced this masterpiece. To anyone in the industry who has such information, I will be waiting online for any news."
Due to protectionist measures, in Leizhou, music from other continents was not distributed freely. Most people in Leizhou were not familiar with the "Period of Destruction" series. Even with the big hoo-ha of the second movement, the news here was censored. Therefore, some people did not even know of the existence of the virtual idol Polar Light.
As the release of the third movement and the premiere of "God of War" had happened simultaneously, even though there might have been a minority that followed the music industry in Yanzhou, those that had listened to the song had not watched the movie. At the moment, nobody had deduced the source or the composer of the soundtrack yet.
Some people thought that the soundtrack would be under the film’s copyright and would not appear anywhere else. Therefore, in order to hear it, they had no choice but to watch "God of War."
There were also soundtrack enthusiasts who went to watch "God of War" a second time. A large number who saw the reviews online decided to catch it too.
Thus, during the second screening of the movie, Zaro’s agent and production team realized that the second screening had even more viewers than the premiere!
This had never happened before with the seven previous movies.
This was a happy occasion!
It called for a celebration!
Zaro’s agent tried calling Zaro to pass on the good news. However, Zaro was totally uncontactable.
Finding Zaro uncontactable, he moved on to contacting the members in Zaro’s social circle. Alas, not a single one could be contacted.
Had some sort of accident occurred?
Thoughts of kidnapping, blackmail, and hostage situations flashed across the mind of Zaro’s agent, and he nearly wanted to make a police report, but after remembering that Zaro was a member of the Renault family, the agent made a call to an uncle of Zaro’s. From that uncle, he received the news that Zaro and his friends were at home and was told not to worry. Refusing to comment further, the uncle hung up.
Zaro’s agent could tell that something was amiss.
Could it be that something had happened?
At the same time, in Zaro’s residence.
Zaro’s friends were seated quietly in the projection room. All communication devices on hand had been confiscated and they were not allowed to leave. Even a trip to the bathroom required someone to follow them. Two armed security personnel were standing in the doorway, giving off icy stares. No matter which family they belonged to, there would be no such preferential treatment given. The bunch of them sat in fear, afraid to even make a single sound.
None of them even knew what had happened. At that moment, nobody had even dared to go out. All they saw was Zaro kneeling down moments after opening the door, all hints of his normally insolent attitude gone. Before they even had time to look out, security personnel had already entered the room with their guns raised.
In the Renault family, quite a few members were able to boast of having armed security personnel tag along. Yet given Zaro’s reaction and the tense atmosphere in the house, it was highly likely that the rarely seen Old General Renault was here.
But why would the Old General even be here? To visit Zaro?
Given the current situation and seeing the gun-wielding security personnel, one of them came to a conclusion—something had happened to Old General Renault.
The health and well-being of this very important person was an important affair. Before the Renault family had done any preparations, it was important that no information was to be leaked. Therefore, even if Zaro’s friends had not seen anything, their communication devices had to be confiscated and they had to be confined to the room.
Why had Old General Renault suddenly encountered a health problem? Seeing Zaro’s kneeling figure, perhaps Zaro had angered the old man and triggered a reaction?
At the thought, the friend shivered. All he could do was offer Zaro his condolences. If Zaro had indeed offended the old general, even if he was the beloved grandson of Leizhou’s current governor, Zaro would not be spared.
At the moment, Zaro was very pale. He was still kneeling, but at the doorway of another room. He did not know what was happening inside right now, but seeing the situation with his great-grandfather just now, he did not have high hopes.
Five other members of the Renault family were already in the house. They were his uncles and aunts. The Renaults of his grandfather’s generation held important positions and were unable to set aside everything and rush over.
Zaro’s father had also rushed over. After confirming that the old master’s life was no longer in danger, he proceeded to rip into Zaro.
In the past, whenever Zaro’s father had scolded him, there would always be others to intercede. This time, nobody even bothered. Zaro’s mother sat to one side, her face fraught with worry. When she tried to interject, she was stopped by one of Zaro’s aunts. The members of the family did not know the entire story, but considering Zaro’s past actions, they came to the conclusion that Zaro was at fault for the Old General’s current condition.
Sporting a bruised face, Zaro sobbed silently while still kneeling. Any trace of his arrogant manner was gone.
Zaro might have been pampered, but he had a conscience. He had not wished for such a situation. Even he did not know what had caused his great-grandfather so much anguish. Could it have been the bragging he had done in the projection room? If he had know that the old man had been standing outside, he would not have dared to say anything.
As he knelt there sobbing, the door opened. His father gave him a cold stare and said, "Old master wishes to speak to you."
Zaro blew his nose, grabbing onto the doorframe to support himself as he got up. After contemplating, he decided to go back to kneeling and, in that position, shuffled into the room.
The old master had his back to the door, so Zaro could not see his expression. All he could do under the icy cold stares of his elders was tremble.
"Gr-great-grandfather," Zaro mumbled softly.
Having prepared himself for whatever punishment might come, Zaro instead heard something totally unexpected.
"That song. What is its title?" the old master asked.
"Eh?!" Zaro grimaced.
The others in the room were bewildered as well.
"What eh? Hurry up and answer!" Zaro’s father said as he rasped his knuckles down onto the top of Zaro’s head.
"Oh!"
Zaro relaxed a little and tried to think. At that moment, it should have been the part where he was acting. The soundtrack was titled…
"Mi-Mission. That piece was called 'Mission,'" Zaro hurriedly said.
"Mission," the old master repeated the word with a longing gaze and a light sigh.


"Every time background music plays in my head, I feel like there is nothing to be afraid of." —Fang Zhao
Toward the end of the apocalyptic period, Fang Zhao lost his life. However, instead of dying, he found himself 500 years later in the body of a young and aspiring composer who shared the same name. Having received a second chance at life, Fang Zhao sets out to achieve the previous owner's dreams.
Armed with the experience of living through an apocalyptic age and his profession as a composer before that period, Fang Zhao uses his talent, wits, and knowledge to make his mark in the entertainment industry of the future.

"HY! HY! HY!"

It's not what you think, gentlemen. Xia Feng has already visited five cities along his way to the Wok City! Thus, right now... he was pedalling widly as if he was in some marathon! His whole face was drenched in sweat... Bruh, calm down.

'I fucken must go fast. Fuck!'

Earlier, when Xia Feng was relaxing, he realized one thing! Such mission obviously isn't meant for one person only. There are probably a lot of others trying to take down the beast and complete the mission!

'Mothefuckers, if I fail my first mission, then... I would become laughsting stock in Aya's eyes!'

Heh, he said quite boastful words to her after all. Once he becomes Soul Creation Cultivator, they won't need to hide their relationship! But is someone who fails first mission... destined to be such strong cultivator?!

'Fuck!'

"HY! HY! HY!"

And so he fought with time and breathing until another city.

-

"How do I look?"

The water spirit spun with her new clothes. Xia Feng bought her the lovely blue dress that flowed down like water covering her legs. It exposed her sholder and those melons! Thus, no one could mistake her for a kid, but there was also no way for her to appear in the middle of the city with those Erossu Chains.

"Cute."

There was no problem with money as well. The reason for that is simple. Good D means no money problems, remember! Xia Feng needed one thrust to get this dress for free by the way. And it's not like he can tell Ahrisha about this at all!

"But those are missing some care. All because certain idiot has been pedalling without sleeping..."

Ahrisha emphasised her breasts with her arms as she rolled her eyes at Xia Feng!

Heavens?! Did he really give up on cultivating so that he can get faster to the Wok City?! But if one think deeply, then Xia Feng's pride is on the stake here!

"After mission, I will stay in Wok City for some rest, right? Then, you will get a lot of care."

"Mmmm. Good."

MEOW! (Translation: Give me milk!)

Oh, cat is here as well!

-

The sixth city on Xia Feng's way had festival going on. The sight of him, riding with wet face as if someone poured bucket of cold water was too hilarious. Kids laughed at him and at Ahrisha whose head was popping out from his robe.

She was inside his robe as Xia Feng wore it so that she could stay with him and not expose those Erossu Chains. It was also nice to have her so close, alright!

Thus, Xia Feng decided to enjoy the festival! The duo + cat bought local food and milk to enjoy their stop here! Milk was needed to shut up the cat as it kept meowing! 

Then, they roamed free to look at the events going on. Xia Feng played some games to score some rewards as souvenirs for his women. However!

"Hmm?"

He noticed blue gem shining atop the shelf with prize. This shit was main prize right here. But what made it special wasn't the fact that this is main prize, but water qi that made Ahrisha's eyes shone with delight!

"It might help me soothe the effect of poison..."

"I fucken got this."

Epic soundtrack on!

'Fuck, again?!'

Xia Feng, the tsundere thought! It's because he liked the epic soundtrack that kept ringing in his ears! Due to the Red Erossu Cape, Xia Feng had great time listening to this. Also, it became addictive to listen to music from unknown world during the journey!

But he still was not willing to acknowledge that!

The epic soundtrack always pops out when Xia Feng focuses! With sharp eyes, Xia Feng took the knife to score the main prize. The game was about popping off the baloons which was too easy for Xia Feng!

"Amazing!"

"Magnificently done!"

"Ah, he is kinda cute."

Oh, is that Erossu Destiny at the end? Who knows. Xia Feng quickly took the main prize, then thanked for the man who didn't even know about its effect. The gem was beautifully looking so he probably thought that Xia Feng was keen on getting it for his 'daughter'.

"Good shit, Xia Feng!"

"Oi, lady! You shouldn't speak such vulgar words~~"

Xia Feng chuckled! There was no way for him to not smile as Ahrisha kept wriggling inside his clothes as she also found it hard to contain her excitement! It was first step to cure her after all! And this simple word 'cure' flared her heart.

BUT!

The epic soundtrack suddenly activated?!

While Xia Feng was moving his hand to pass down the blue gem, someone utilized the wind qi and planned to snatch the gem! But with the appearance of the epic soundtrack that notified Xia Feng about the thief, the young man properly moved his body to dodge the sneaky hand.

"Damn bitch!"

The happy mood became reversed in the blink of an eye! Ahrisha slid her body down and left the robe! What left Xia Feng's robe wasn't smiling water spirit, but water demon as her whole face became expressionless.

'That's lady from Erossu Book...'

She was different from his ladies from Sous Sect. The deep killing intent was enough to tell him that... The former masters must have used her a lot for sure.

"I will break that sneaky hand of yours, then decimate it thoroughtly, damn whore!"

"Little kid, what's up with such face? No need to get angry. I might have failed once, but I won't fail twice! See ya soon!"

"Soon?"

'What a stupid woman.'

While the thief spoke with womanly voice, Xia Feng shook his head as she couldn't even feel the killing intent of his water spirit! Because of their both happy moods, they were quite late to react! If not the epic soundtrack, then Xia Feng definitely would lose the blue gem!

Shu! Shu!

And they both disappeared, engaging into fast chase.

"So fast. I won't even catch up to them."

MEOW! (Translation: But you were so fast in the river.)

"Hmmm? I like you too, so you will get more milk soon."

MEOW! (Translation: That's for sure!)

COMPLETED NOVEL!
Escaping his problems by reincarnating, the man who stood at the top now began his new life as Xia Feng! What was the main reason for his reincarnation? And what is this Erossu Book that holds thousands of beauties?!

*It's a smut comedy novel, so a lot of smut elements have been used. Every character close to MC is more than 18 years old no matter what circumstances.*

*InsanelyParanoid has only published this novel, Master Of Erossu Book, to webnovel.com! If you are reading on other sites, then you are reading stolen content!*

*Every dual cultivation and any R-18 is done with a grown-up/mature/adult lady! Every female character involved in every 'sexual' content is mature(18+)!*
*A lot of gore, brutal and weird R-18 related scenes! Novel is R-18 rated, so expect a lot of dirty and weird humor! MC also steps on both paths, good and evil. It means dual cultivation can be sometimes treated as 'punishment' for the enemies. It's not really that eerie, but be aware. It's rare though as author is kind man and writes such content when it is necessary!*
*This is a work of fiction! Nothing is related to the reality! Any names, characters, stories or events, are fictitious! Even author's notes, thoughts and comments mustn't be taken seriously!*
*This novel is rated 18+ (no one 17 and under allowed). It contains mature adult themes, coarse language, explicit sexual content, and graphic violence. Reader discretion is strongly advised. Please do NOT read if you are under 18 or if you feel uncomfortable with any of these elements.*


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*This story doesn't encourage anyone to commit or force other to commit any actions that happened here. This is a fantasy solely for entertainment purposes!*

*Author is bad with numbers, so don't take those seriously.*

Ini adalah spoiler, saya sarankan untuk menskip dan scroll ke bawah, karena ada tanda yang mau gue pake, dan ini sangat penting! baiklah lalu apa yang akan gue katakan di sini, tentu saja cara agar kalian dapat menghayati cerita ini

Ini spoiler nya, lanjut scroll aja sampe temukan kata stop, oke :) tapi pelan-pelan scrollnya ntar keblabasan :)
Memiliki judul jepang dengan kanji
"Sekaide wa daremoga sorera o suki desu, Isekai mo suki"

Jika diartikan:
"Di dunia disukai, di dunia lain juga disukai"

Jadi disini ceritanya menceritakan tentang MC kita yang memiliki nama 
Nishiyama Haruto, dia ini murid paling tampan di SMU Nagayama prefektur Hokkaido, Jepang. Bahkan karena ketampananya MC kita sampai disukai semua gadis, di sekolah dia selalu tidak pernah tenang, selalu saja ditembak oleh para gadis, tapi mau bagaimana lagi nasib orang ganteng ya udah gini, ok

Jadi gimana ceritanya nanti, ini adalah cerita Isekai, sekalian promosi cerita lain ah:V

AWAS STOP, STOP KAU MENCURI HATIKU:V

STOP!!!!!! STOP!!! WOIII
Jadi gan and sis:V anjas
Gue udah bikin banyak cerita ada 3 sih nih gue bagi judul nya, wokee :v

1. Yoi ketsumatsu:Menceritakan tentang MC yang hidupnya memiliki penyesalan memutuskan untuk kembali ke masa lalu
2. Isekai:Elemtario:5 gamers yang tersedot ke dunia lain, untuk ceritanya masih drama dikit:v belum sampai ke perang lawan kaum kegelapan :)
3. Emoji No Hiroki kun:Dapat dari referensi Karakai Jouzo untuk referensi cuma di sekolah lakuin hal bersama, intinya sama namun beda:v waduh maksudnya gimana gitu, penasaran baca lah anjg >:V

Dan ini adalah cerita ke 4 gw, welcome to cerita isekai harem pertana gue

Jadi agar kalian dapat menghayati, gw bagi seperti tanda-tanda seperti ini:

1. ( ~ ) ini tandanya berarti ada soundtrack epic :V, bayangin aja luh baca sambil denger nih soundtrack
Contoh: (~:Soundtrack romantis)
Masuk ke dialog karakter
"Suki da," Ucap Ami (~) jadi tanda yang seperti benang amburadul itu menandakan masih ada soundtracknya:V

Tapi gak hanya soundtrack romantis doang kok:V 

2. ( <> ) Ini tandanya berarti cerita sedang di slow motion, entar juga ada keteranganya di cerita, agar kelihatan epik:V
Contoh: Bayangin aja ada slowmo nya
( <> ) Karuta memberikan pukulan ke Haruto dengan slowmo yang super epik

3. (-) Ini tandanya berarti cerita seolah-olah di stop oleh authornya sendiri, jadi entar ada kata-kata yang mau gue katakan:V
Contoh
(-) Resiko cowok tampan ya gitu, jalanin aja bre, gas pol

4. [Teks] ini tanda sangat penting, misal gue kasih dialog kanji kek gomen, arigato, dll. Nah jadi entar dibelakang kata-kata jepun nya akan dikasih tanda kek gitu, 
Contoh
"Gomen[maaf]Haruto kun,"
"Temeee[Kamuuu]sialan!!."

Agar terkesan anda sedang nonton anime:V

5. (Teks) ini tandanya juga penting yang berarti memberikan arti suara misal jeder... , Wushh... , Sringgg...
Contoh
Bletak.... (Sfx:Pukulan)

Jadi itu tanda yang lumayan penting, karena cerita gue berbedahhh dari orang lain, jadi niatnya mau buat cerita berdasarkan hayalan gue sendiri, kadang gue juga ambil referensi anime lain, okehh

Ada lagi yang mau gue kasih tahu lagi, saya mau buat kalimat yang agak beda sama novel lain. Jadi mau gue kasih kata-kata agak kasar dikit maklum w agak toxic :)
Dan untuk gambar sampul gue kasih gambar Makabe Masamune nama animenya Masamune kun no revenge, kenapa gue pilih Makabe karena bagi gue Makabe ini pria yang cocok untuk dijadikan MC di cerita gue nanti, alasanya karena karakter nya sama-sama ganteng bedanya jika Makabe narsis, MC yang gue buat kagak narsis malah benci jadi laki tampan, wkwkwk

Dah gitu dulu aja lah, oh ya tanda ini sebenarnya udah gue kasih juga di cerita lain, tapi begonya lupa ngasih arti tanda, alhasil dijamin dah, pembaca auto puyeng gak tuh:V

Anjer jadi lama gini, dah ya gue pamit

Jangan lupa mampir dan kasih jejak berupa like, komen and rate :3

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Aku mendengar suara seperti di alam surga ....

Ah apakah aku sudah mati?! tunggu jangan berpikir seperti itu dulu.

Tetapi ketika aku melihat ke depan, yang kulihat adalah seorang bidadari dalam gaun putih cerah, dan mengenakan jepit rambut bunga Marigold.

Terus terang aku bingung, lalu bidadari itu memberi tahu namanya, dia bernama Angela Marigold Megami yang artinya dia adalah seorang dewi.

Akhirnya dewi dan aku berbicara tentang bagaimana diriku bisa mati, dan ketika aku mengetahui bahwa aku sudah mati, aku akhirnya dihidupkan kembali di dunia lain dengan beberapa keterampilan yang tidak terlalu kuat bagiku.

Tambahan: Selanjutnya Author akan memakai penulisan dua cara, dan mengganti gaya penulisan, sekaligus mengembangkan cerita ini agar menjadi menarik lagi ....

Author: Hayusya
Type: Light Novel
Picture: Pinterest

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