Arimane Blade was a living legend. He had been granted many names. They were not all bright. Some hailed him as a messiah, others slandered him as the Devil. A man that was feared by all even as a simple mortal.

One day like any other, decades after his retirement, an old god informed him that he had been killed by mistake and offered him a chance to start a new life with a younger body. Where? A place where fantasies are reality and where everything is possible.

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Arimane Blade was a living legend. He had been granted many names. They were not all bright. Some hailed him as a messiah, others slandered him as the Devil. A man that was feared by all even as a simple mortal.

One day like any other, decades after his retirement, an old god informed him that he had been killed by mistake and offered him a chance to start a new life with a younger body. Where? A place where fantasies are reality and where everything is possible.

This is where the story of the most legendary human started. People couldn't find a name for such a controversial being. Instead, they began to call him by his first and most fitting title: 'The Kind Demon'

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Sequel to Evolutionary Prison.

Home turned out to be a fake, littered with clues and filled with killer robots.
Dustin managed to escape the prison, but now he's in search of his true home, and maybe the truth.

A tag is displayed only when minimum 5 readers add it...

This sequel is complete!  It will be about a month before I start posting the next of this trilogy. Keep an eye out for it around the first part of June 2019!

This is available on Lulu.com in print as a paperback book!

Okay so the Illustration is complete I updated the book cover on royalroad.com scribblehub.com and webnovel.com, I've also updated the synopsis to what is going to be on A m a z o n.
The illustrator delivered the illustration to me around 3 or 4 hours ago., so it was completed fairly recently.
It took me mmmm 7 or 8 tries maybe 9 before I was finally able to get kdp amazon to accept the illustration. I tried 6 or 7 times of those to get it to accept the pdf. In the end, it did not accept the pdf book cover, but I was able to make a workaround and submit the image through the cover creator by uploading the image and delete all text projected over the illustration by the cover creator and wallah only took a 2nd try to get it done after that.
This was for the paperback version mind you, no problems with the ebook on that front. Keep in mind I was just about to go too sleep when the illustrator contacted me and I only recently reverse my schedule back to somewhat normal. It was then that this whole fiasco started.
Now then, the ebook has passed review and is currently publishing which means their setting it up on their sites and apps for amazon, kindle and their various national variations.
The paperback is in review. Both the ebook and paperback should be released around or within 72 hours from what I've been told. I will also get an email when the ebook is published and maybe when the paperback is published not sure.
Next, I noticed when I was reposting the amazon version of the synopsis that the paperback's synopsis was lacking any spaces between sentences which is indeed an issue.
Now I would go ahead and edit the ebook and paperback just so they're more professional, but I tried that, it won't let me edit it right now and the button to do so are greyed out.
That said I do want to edit the synopsis of the two books so they're not a mess but I will have to wait, if they even allow editing of them after they've been published anymore. I know they used too.
I may or may not release another update when they've been published and or edited but for now you seem to have all the information and anymore may just be overbearing.
Also the paperback minimum price was 42 something odd dollars with no royalties, so I raised the price of the paperback to 50 dollars USD so that I can even make a profit off royalties, even with that each purchase of the paperback only gives me 4.25 dollars. The cost of printing is 25 something odd dollars per book, I guess amazon gets the rest and or put it into shipping costs???? Crazy right?
Anyway that's it have a wonderful night or day and I hope you buy a copy.

P.S. The ebook is 2.99 USD.

I have this story on Webnovel.com Scribblehub.com Royalroad.com & Tapas.io I am on P A T R E O N, besides these websites I have this on Amazon
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Ethereal.

A Primordial Storm.

A Hyper-Sentient Being A God?

No.

But his creations seem to think so?

Whole worlds sculpted from his own body.

Countless denizens living and breathing on and within his worlds.

Immortal Powerful Overseers descended from one born in the primordial Origin.

Massive Guardians Dragons that birthed all dragon-kind.All serving you, all look up to you.

Yet you say no, you are not a God.

Because I am not.

I can be hurt.

I can be killed.

I have limits.

My Power is Finite, not Infinite.

Thus I am not a god.

I used to think It was only me in the void, but I am not alone.

Among martial artists, the Dao of Calligraphy was viewed as a mundane Dao, only a Minor Dao; something that scholars in the mundane world practiced.
Many martial artists practiced the Dao of Calligraphy but failed to have any accomplishments. Many times, years would pass, but the gains would be extremely trivial.
As time passed, there were fewer and fewer martial artists who practiced the Dao of Calligraphy.
But in reality, if one had achievements in the Dao of Calligraphy, their strength would be much greater than ordinary martial artists!
Among the ten supreme Divine Kings in the Divine Realm, there was a Heavenly Book Divine King. As a matter of fact, his strength was actually not weaker than the Spirit Bristle Divine King!
It could be seen just how formidable the power of this Dao of Calligraphy was when comprehended to its limits!
Except, wanting to step into the gates of the Dao of Calligraphy was too hard, way too hard! Furthermore, there were exceedingly few powerhouses of this Dao. The inspirations left behind from cultivation methods would naturally be scarce as well.
The perception and lucky chances required to comprehend a supreme true intent based on one's own inspiration was way too harsh.
From Long Tang's description, it looked like Luo Chengfeng most likely already grasped the basics of the Dao of Calligraphy. It was merely unknown to exactly what extent.
Now that each of Ye Yuan's battle was everyone's focal point, his match with Luo Chengfeng became the main attraction this round!
This match determined who could enter the top four. If Ye Yuan continued to upset the status quo, then Luo Chengfeng who initially could have firmly entered the top three would be stopped outside the gates of elite disciples!
In the previous grand competition, Luo Chengfeng emerged out of nowhere, overcoming all challenges along the way, and charging into the top three. He even defeated a half-step Crystal Formation Realm expert!
But sadly, he lost to the last place of the elite disciples and remained among the core disciples.
Now that several months had passed, Luo Chengfeng's strength had made great strides forward again. If not for Ye Yuan this dark horse appearing, Luo Chengfeng was extremely likely to make it into the elite disciples.
Whether or not Ye Yuan's strength could shake the top three was also everyone's focal point.
If Ye Yuan could shake the top three Luo Chengfeng with Fourth Level Spirit Condensation Realm strength, then the degree of his monstrousness was too terrifying!
. . . . . .
This was Ye Yuan's first time seeing Luo Chengfeng. He was different from his domineering fame. His real person appeared very learned and refined.
Luo Chengfeng had a silk headdress resembling a ridged roof on his head and azure colored long robes. He looked like a Confucian scholar rushing to take the exams and not a peak Ninth Level Spirit Condensation Realm martial artist.
Thinking about it, this kind of disposition was inseparable from him bitterly training calligraphy around the clock. But if anyone were to underestimate him because of this, they would come to regret it.
Luo Chengfeng slowly drew his judge pen when he saw Ye Yuan.
Ye Yuan's gaze sharpened slightly, saying, "I heard that Senior Apprentice Brother Luo doesn't draw your weapon easily. What's with this?"
Luo Chengfeng said nonchalantly, "I saw Junior Apprentice Brother Ye's battle. You're very strong!"
The meaning of his words was that Ye Yuan's might had already reached the extent where he had no choice but to draw his weapon!
"So that's the case. Then junior will seek guidance from Senior Apprentice Brother Luo's Dao of Calligraphy. Please!"
Luo Chengfeng nodded and did not say anything redundant. He lifted his hand and pointed with his judge pen.
A formless force tore through the air, heading straight for Ye Yuan!
This move had had a powerful aura and force. It was like the formless force wanted to tear apart space!
"Senior Apprentice Brother Luo's Force Penetrating Paperback! It's a killing move right after coming up!"
"With the heaven and earth as the paper, strength breaking 30 thousand catties! This move from Senior Apprentice Brother Luo is much stronger than the previous grand competition!"
"Yeah! Senior Apprentice Brother Luo cultivated the Dao of Calligraphy. I wonder how Ye Yuan will deal with it?"
Ye Yuan looked at this Force Penetrating Paperback and smiled. Only to see him wield his sword, pointing in midair too!
Similarly, a streak of force shot out and collided with Luo Chengfeng's force!
Evidently, Luo Chengfeng's force was a level stronger. It broke apart Ye Yuan's force, attacking Ye Yuan again.
It was just that after being blocked by Ye Yuan's force, the remaining force was of no concern anymore.
Seeing this scene, everyone was stupefied, including the Luo Chengfeng who used the Force Penetrating Paperback.
"This . . . What happened just now? Ye Yuan, he . . . actually know the Dao of Calligraphy too? Was his move earlier Force Penetrating Paperback?"
"Why do I have a sort of misconception that Ye Yuan's understanding towards this move is actually above Senior Apprentice Brother Luo's!"
"That's not a misconception! Ye Yuan's Force Penetrating Paperback is really stronger than Senior Apprentice Brother Luo's! It's just that Senior Apprentice Brother Luo's realm is much higher than his, that's why Ye Yuan move cannot beat Luo Chengfeng's."
". . . Doesn't that mean that Ye Yuan is similarly immune to Senior Apprentice Brother Luo's move? Isn't this fellow too heaven-defying? It's fine if his Sword Dao realm was high, but his comprehension towards Calligraphy Dao is also so perverse!"
That move earlier, Ye Yuan clearly used the sword as a pen to display Force Penetrating Paperback.
Furthermore, in terms of power, it was actually above Luo Chengfeng! It was just that due to his realm being too low, he lost to Luo Chengfeng.
Luo Chengfeng maintained that calm and composed appearance, but the seriousness and confusion in his eyes could not be wiped away.
"This Imperial Law True Book is something I only managed to have some small gains in after bitterly cultivating for 10 years! I heard that you came from the State of Qin, so you should not have had the chance to see this cultivation method. Why is your move stronger than mine?"
Ye Yuan did not get to open his mouth when Luo Chengfeng suddenly muttered to himself. "Wrong! That wasn't Force Penetrating Paperback just now! Although it's extremely alike, it's missing a trace of Calligraphy Dao rhyme! But . . . but why is the power so strong?"
The more he pondered, the more incomprehensible Luo Chengfeng felt.
The comprehension of the Dao of Calligraphy was not built in a day. Luo Chengfeng immersed in this Dao for 10 years before he had some minor gains. That was why his strength in this past two years suddenly soared.
But just how did Ye Yuan execute that move just now?
Could it be that he could execute other people's moves with just a glance? And the power would be greater than them?
Luo Chengfeng's gaze condensed and said, "Take another move from me! Iron Picture Silver Hook!"
Luo Chengfeng's judge pen drew a stroke in front of his chest. A sharp and fierce force was released once more.
If the Force Penetrating Paperback earlier was a heavy atmosphere, then this Iron Picture Silver Hook would be abnormally sharp.
It could attack when advancing and defend when retreating. This Imperial Law True Book was really a powerful cultivation method.
Ye Yuan chuckled calmly and mimicked Luo Chengfeng's actions, using the sword as a pen once again. An Iron Picture Silver Hook was unleashed again!
The same thing happened once more. Luo Chengfeng's attack was weakened after Ye Yuan's move, becoming feeble and powerless, and was easily resolved by Ye Yuan.
Luo Chengfeng's gaze revealed solemnness.
Previously, everyone wanted to see how the Sword Dao freak, Ye Yuan, would react when encountering fellow disciples with other concepts.
But nobody could have imagined that the result would actually be like this!
Whatever move Luo Chengfeng released, Ye Yuan would actually counterattack with the same move!
Such a fighting style was too abnormal.
The audience below the stage looked at each other, their eyes revealing deep astonishment.
They had participated in many grand competitions before but had never encountered such a strange battle.
Regardless of what move you use, the other person would give you a dose of your own medicine. How to fight like this?
The main point was that it was fine if Ye Yuan's paying back in one's own coin only looked like the real deal, but his retaliation just had to be incomparably sharp.


TRANSLATOR'S SYNOPSIS

Qingyun Zi was betrayed and murdered. Just when he thought that everything was over, he wakes up in a new body; the body of a silkpants named Ye Yuan. 


As he embarks on a new life, he struggles to cope with the loss of loved ones as well as to accept his new identity. 


Unresigned to his fate, Ye Yuan resolves to make his way back to the top while hiding his identity from his old enemies as he plots his revenge.
 

How did he revive? Will he be exposed and die again with countless regrets? Was there a mastermind behind all this?


With all these questions and more in his heart, Ye Yuan resolves to seek out answers as he uncovers a darker plot behind everything.

Ozone Station was definitely not unlike other railway stations that you may encounter in major countries but here in Metropolitan Japan, you may find similar countries with similar influences such as Singapore and the Philippines. 


Both countries had ever been occupied by Japan during the Japanese Occupation between 1941-1945, and in those years, some of the Japanese soldiers, traders and merchants decided to stay back and build their own community over the years, thus forming a booming trade of several Japanese products within the locally manufactured produce.

Take for example the Ozone Station that comprises of a range of commercial and retail shops, cafes, restaurants and convenience stores as well as a huge and spacious Oz Garden with an underground mall beneath it. 


There was a public garden, a museum and a sports dome within walking distance to it and a sprawl of budget and luxurious hotels around it as well.

Akira and I were walking around in the business district after our meal and decided to do some window shopping at Kinokuniya, a super mega bookstore that ranges from paperbacks to hardbacks, fiction to non-fiction as well as other books that covers many other languages from other countries as well.


The mentioned Kinokuniya bookstore that was located within the Ozone MRT Station was situated on the 4th floor of the building itself.

Akira was browsing some paperback novels at the 'Romance' section and she had picked up a novel and was reading the back of it and was unable to browse the contents as it was unfortunately been shrink wrapped. The cover was of a teenage couple and the title of the novel was "I Will Wait For You On The Other Side" The paperback novel was about 1 inch thick or so and seemed to be of light reading material.

I watched Akira from the corner of my eyes as she held the book up and reading the title alone made my emotions that I had managed to suppress earlier to begin rising once more. I had no choice but to turn away and walk over to another aisle where I had chanced upon a corner where there was a self-service kiosk that served up free hot beverages that we could consume all we want as long as we spend the time over in the bookstore. 


I saw that there were some brands that I was familiar with and I decided to have a cuppa while Akira was still browsing through the rest of the aisle. Romance was never my cup of tea but the sachets of coffee would be indeed to be one of mine soon. Hahaha...!


This kind of self-service kiosk was provided for the customers only who had made their purchase. However, since I have not made mine and neither does Akira, it would be the norm for us, students, to be shooed off from that corner, thus eliminating us from getting any free coffee. Hahaha...! 


Somehow, one of the bookstore staff recognised the original Shiro who used to siphon free coffee there before I had exchanged bodies with him, came over and invited me over next to a dispensing vat that contained all the black coffee I could drink. Hahaha...! "Thank you... Thank you... Arigato... Hahaha..."


I helped myself to a sachet of AGF Blendy Cafe Latory Mocha Latte instead of the free vat of black coffee that was provided and sat down on a circular table that was meant for 3. "How shameless could I be...?!?!"


Sipping on the newly brewed and piping hot drink managed to soothe and correct my psychological imperfection. I was pondering and wishing that Max was here so I could ask him what the hell was wrong with this Leap that somehow managed to take control of my emotions and ran wild with it. 


Luckily this poor old sod named Shiro was not a bawler or I would be bawling every time I cry and be sitting on the ground as I rubbed my feet in front of me like a spoiled child. Hahaha...!


Akira finally made a decision on her purchases as she joined me at the refreshment area with the book that she had chosen tightly clutched on her chest. HOW I WISHED I WAS TRANSMIGRATED INTO THAT BOOK INSTEAD...!!!


Once I had turned the book over, I saw the price tag and it was stated as ¥1, 589 which was considered as quite an alright price for a paperback with about 120 - 150 pages thick. The most important is the clickbait title and its flashy book cover design like the one you readers had decided to lay your hands on. Any girl or even boy would easily fall for the trap. Hahaha...!

"Akira, how do you find the book after reading the blurb or the synopsis at the back of it? Would you like to have it since you had mentioned earlier that you need a little reward for being able to shave off one second from your current swim record? Do you wish for the book as the reward...?"


"Go on ahead and place it over to the counter then... Since you liked the book so much, would you like me to get someone to unwrap for you so you could read a page or two before deciding to purchase it? Don't worry a thing, Akira, I think your parents won't see a dip in your savings at all...!"


I was acting like a cheapskate to her since I don't have any idea or any recollection of how much I have inside the wallet because the supper that we had was dutch. Is that the right term for it? It was basically we pay for what we eat separately. Hahaha...!

Besides, I have not even investigated nor probed into myself on where and how I would be able to feed myself and also Akira if I do not have any kind of employment or financial support from Shiro's parents. I have to blame the juku and ice cream session that disables me to find out about these details. Hmmpphh...!!!


I saw that Akira was somehow biting her lower red lip and at the same time, clutching the paperback novel close to her chest. Anyone who understands body language and studies them somehow was able to comprehend through her body language, and without even uttering a single word, shows clearly that she really desired to have the book for herself and would pay 10 times as much as the price stated if its the ONLY paperback novel left on the shelf. 


Besides, Akira knew that she would not be the one paying for it so no matter what price it stated, the one who would be paying would really do it through his nose. And that poor SOB would be me...I mean Shiro. Hahaha...!


Don't mind me, Shiro. I just used your body and savings for some time before I make the next Leap, yes? Hahaha...!  


"Aahh yes... Let me guess, you wished to get a reward by your excellent swimming capabilities earlier right...? Then let me have the honour of rewarding this book to you then... Come, let me have the book and I get someone to gift wrap it for you... No need to unwrap the plastic to read; you may read it at home then... "

I realised my mistake of shooting the mouth first without thinking and decided to make amends immediately by turning the whole scenario to be just that. When Akira heard that, she made a quick bow and handed the book outstretched in two hands. 


I told her to pick a wrapping paper to turn this paperback as a gift and a ribbon as well. She nodded her head and went off to look for the right wrapping paper that suited her most and the largest ribbon that she could find. A short time later, she came back to me and handed the items that she had chosen to have the paperback wrapped up. 


If anyone sees that scenario, it seemed like as if the girl was making the book as the gift for the boy. However, as you already knew it, this Shiro guy seemed a bit insensitive about romance or even a relationship at all. Hahaha...!


I quickly finished up my free hot beverage and returned the used porcelain cup to the washing area, rinsed the cup and let it hang on the drying rack. It was a normal practice in Kinokuniya bookstore to add a personal touch to their refreshment corner as disposable cups were disdained. I then took the book that Akira had wished for and placed it under my arm as we both headed straight to the checkout counter.

"Autograph the first page of the book and say something in it. It's customary for those who buy books for their girlfriend."

She whispered to me and handed me a glittery ink gel pen as the salesgirl carefully unwrap the plastic shrink wrap and placed the book before me. WOW...! At last...! I had gotten an answer to many questions that were playing around in my head. She was my girlfriend after all and not only acquaintances.

I turned to the first page that was intentionally left blank as I took the glittery pen and wrote the date and time stamp, then I wrote a remark for Akira to "Keep Up With Your Progress!" and finally signed my Alfred Hitchcock and annotated my full name in bold below it. 


I blew on the writings for some time to let the ink dry up before I finally closed the cover. I handed the paperback novel to the salesgirl as she began to wrap it up like a dumpling before attaching the ribbon at the corner.

Altogether, I had paid slightly over ¥2,100 for the book, wrapping paper, ribbon, the wrapping services and promptly handed the gift over to Akira. She was beaming from ear to ear as she received her gift and she immediately clutched it against her chest, thanked me and bowed slightly once again. 


HOW I WISH I WAS TRANSMIGRATED AS THAT PAPERBACK NOVEL...!!!
I guessed it had been the second time I had repeated myself of my willingness to be transmigrated as that particular book...!!!


I gestured to her and we soon made our way to the first level to take the train back to our respective dorm. On our trip back, while sitting next to one another, we took a selfie on our phone cameras with her holding the book and made comical faces as we took one photo after another right until we reached our stop. We alighted and laughingly compared the selfies that we took while walking back, Akira clutching the gift close to her chest while I just held my hands behind my back.

When we reached the entrance of the female dormitory, she conveyed her thanks to me once again and slightly bowed. I scratched the back of my head awkwardly not knowing what my next reaction would be as I bowed slightly to her as well...

Should I kiss her forehead... Should I kiss her lips... Should I embrace her... Should I pat her head... Or should I chest bump her like what brothers do...? I was just staring at her and wished I could do all that all at the same time but of course, she also had to make sure her name was not tainted as she was afraid that rumours would reach her parents.


I was in such a dilemma that particular evening and was pondering on what should I when she suddenly turned around, glanced at me once and lashed her sweetest smile before entering her premise.
When she was out of sight and had closed the door after her, I stepped back and retreated to my own dorm.


Suddenly, I had a sinking feeling deep in my heart and panic began to choke me by my throat...! 


I HAVE A FUCKING PROBLEM RIGHT NOW...!!!


Right now, the problem I am about to face would be - "WHERE THE HELL SHOULD I BE HEADING RIGHT NOW?!?!?" 


I do not even have a single idea of which floor, which room and which bed I was supposed to occupy right now. I rummaged through the contents in my school bag and all I could find was a whole lotta rubbish instead. DAMN...! Is this Shiro a rodent before in his life? There's so much rubbish inside the school bag that it would be comfortable to rear a whole family of mice of inside it...!!!
Ara ma...!!!

"Hello, Mr. Lee. It's a pleasure." Tayaw reached out his hand from the backseat, which Dae Ho shook.  "Likewise. Despite how much I wanted Chala to shut up about you, I have to admit, I regret not being able to work with you after I saw your book." Dae Ho complimented and gave Chala a drive-by as well. "Thank you. Maybe in the future, I can contact you if I write another book."  Tayaw replied teasing Chala. "That would be nice." Dae Ho said going along with the joke.
"Hah! Even if you're not kidding, what are you going to do? Drop your clients who are paying you just fine? You know it's rare for us to find decent authors." Chala said not willing to lose the game. "Come on. At least you're independent. My agency, on the other hand is eating a large part of my pies. I can't simply quit either because they have me by the balls with my shares of the royalties." Dae Ho expressed his frustrations. "That's why I quit the agency those years ago once I realized how their system worked. If I knew I can take care of you, I would have encouraged you to quit with me as well." Chala comforted in understanding. 
Meanwhile, Tayaw who was listening in the back seat noticed the south Teungeb accent from Dae Ho, and found it interesting. Foreigners when learning Teungebian usually pick up Northern accents like Tayaw's Nabla – Ouigab accent. Teungeb's Northern regions are where foreigners usually find work due its more internationally engaged industries like education, tech companies, sports, movies and fashion. Dae Ho, with his southern accent, must have been a part of those foreign ventures that engage themselves in the research, manufacturing and farming industries of South Teungeb.  
"By the way Tayaw, have you heard about Janus Paranik, the author of those basketball novels? Dae Ho here is his agent." Chala said trying to pull Tayaw in the conversation. "I see. Although I have not read his books, I have heard of Janus, he's one of Ouigab's prides after all. Is he releasing a new book, Mr. Lee?" Tayaw connected the dots.  "Yes. I visited him today as he just finished his manuscript. You should read Janus' books if you want to have an idea how to write sports novels. " Dae Ho confirmed. "I will." Tayaw politely agreed, even though he's not really a fan of the genre. "I'll give you a copy when it's printed out. I enjoyed the copy of your books that Chala gave me." Dae Ho said as he sincerely appreciated Tayaw's books. The two continued to talk about Janus' books until Chala cannot listen any longer. 
"Enough, Lee. Why is it that every time we meet, all you want to talk about is books? I brought you here for drinks!" Chala wanted to change the topic. "Just in time then, the bar just opened. Shall we? I have to prepare for tonight as well." Tayaw said as he pointed at the opened front door of the bar. The trio exited the car and went to look for a table at the bar room. Tayaw proceeded to the green room to check tonight's line-up to introduce to the customers. 
Tayaw's gig tonight is comprised mostly of lively songs. He performed acoustic covers of some popular dance and disco songs. Even though disco has had a relatively short popularity in Teungeb compared to rock and RnB, Tayaw's songs tonight still brought unexpected nostalgia to the customers. His arrangement of the songs also received a warm response from other musicians in the green room. After his gig, he spent a few minutes in the green room among the musicians, and excused himself shortly thereafter. After receiving his pay from Rudy, Tayaw headed to the bar room to also bid farewell to Chala and Dae Ho as he knew that the two will have a long evening. "Chala, don't forget to call for a designated driver. Mr. Lee, it's a pleasure meeting you. I have to excuse myself for tonight. I have to go home for some reading as I still have some assignments to finish." The two also understood Tayaw's situation and said their goodbyes. 
October 1, half a month after his books hit the shelves, Tayaw woke up in his new accommodation. The two month rent deposit in his previous dorm ran out the day before so he decided to find a studio apartment a few days ago and moved in early. The new place, just like his old dorm, is a five-minute brisk walk from Northwestern campus. It is also closer to more places he needs like the grocery store, a few restaurants and cafes, and the stationery store. The reason he chose to live alone is so that he can have more privacy and a better sound insulation so he can practice his guitar and vocals more. He did not forget to notify his parents of his move, but lied about the place being a dorm room instead of a studio apartment. 
Over the past half-month, Tayaw was also monitoring the View Points in his eyes. He currently has over 45,000 View Points. This gave him a mixture of pleasant feelings.  45,000 individual positive responses for the last half a month is a huge deal for him. He does not know the breakdown of his View Points but the total is enough to satisfy him greatly. He was pulled out of his thoughts by a text from Chala. "Good morning, Tayaw. Topaz sent the statistics of the book sales to your e-mail. Who knows, maybe you already paid back the credit given to you by Topaz." This reminded Tayaw. He also hopes Chala's optimistic estimate is the case as well. 
After classes, Tayaw went to a coffee shop near his apartment. After he ordered his drink, he connected his laptop to the shop's wi-fi to check his e-mail. Clicking on Topaz's e-mail, a pdf file of September's nationwide sales of Grimm's Fairy Tales is attached. The Children's version has sold about 14000 paperback copies and about 1000 hardcover copies, totaling to a little more than 15000. The adults' version has sold about 11000 paperback copies and 1300 hardcover copies totaling to around 12300 copies. This brought a pleasant surprise to Tayaw. This is a little better than his estimates of the book sales he based from his View Points. Both versions' paperback copies are priced at 24.99 and hardcover copies at 34.99 at stores, with Topaz selling the books to those stores at net prices of 12.50 BGC for the paperback and 17.50 for the hardcover. 
The calculation of his cut from the Children's version is as follows. The first 3500 paperback sales netted him 4,375 BGC from his 10% royalty on net paperback sales. The next 7000 paperback sales netted him 13,125 BGC from his royalty increase to 15%. Then the final 3500 paperback sales netted him 8,750 from his royalty increased to 20%. The hardcover sales netted him 2,600 BGC from his 15% royalty on net hardcover sales. Adding all up, Tayaw earned a total of 29,210 BGC in royalties on the 15000 books sold.  Deducting the 12000 credit Topaz Publishing gave him when he signed with them, and Chala's 18% share of 5,250 BGC from what Tayaw earned, a total of 11,940 BGC is to be Tayaw's.
The calculation of his cut from the Adults' version is as follows. The first 3500 paperback sales netted him 4,375 BGC from his 10% royalty on net sales. The next 7000 paperback sales netted him 13,125 BGC from the increased royalty to 15%. The remaining 500 paperback sales netted him 1,250 BGC from the increased royalty of 20%.  The hardcover sales netted him 3,410 BGC from his 15% royalty share from net hardcover sales. Adding all up, He earned a total of 22,150 BGC  from the adults' version sales. Deducting the 12,000 BGC credited by Topaz and Chala's 2,650 BGC from his share of 12% of whatever Tayaw earned in the adult version's sales royalties, 7,500 BGC would be Tayaw's. 
From what Tayaw can figure, the reason why the adult version sold much more than he expected is because of the beautiful cover of the book. Teungeb has a current population of 120,000,000. Out of the 120 million people, he does not know how many children and parents there are. What he knows though however is that the 27000 books sold is still very far from reaching the saturation point, therefore there are still millions in his country who has not seen his stories yet.
Satisfied with the numbers sent by Topaz, Tayaw headed to the nearest ATM machine to check his balance. 41,312 BGC. Never in his previous life would he expect to have this much money even after a five years in the work force. The combined up-front payment of 20,000 for his two books paid by Topaz after the book deal was finalized was basically untouched. The "off the books" gift of 4000 BGC from Topaz was used by Tayaw as a two month rent deposit for his studio apartment. With his expenses as a college student, the average 350 BGC per gig he receives from Rudy is more than enough for him to pay for his generous daily food budget of 20 BGC. In fact, Rudy was satisfied in his performances in September so he decided to hire Tayaw again. He wanted to offer Tayaw the weekend gigs as well but Amelie beat Tayaw into it. Rudy has no choice but to offer Tayaw his previous Tuesday – Wednesday night schedule, which Tayaw also accepted.  This is also the reason why Tayaw spoke to his parents to not worry about his daily expenses anymore with the excuse of "I still have plenty of savings". 
Regarding his situation as a musician, he knows he is very fortunate. Usually for both solo musicians and bands, they work hard for a day or two practicing, arranging, and preparing just for an hour of gig. Tayaw, on the other hand already has plenty of experience arranging songs and plenty of practice from his previous life. He and the Percussive Corrections also experienced this when they were starting out. It was only because they were all talented musicians and passionate for music that they all got by. His current self, however is different. All he has to do is to brush up on the songs he arranged himself in his previous life or choose songs he knows he can easily arrange. After doing so, he will practice them for an hour or two before his gig on the same day. Tayaw can save up days' worth of work in his gigs.  
Thinking of these things, he strolled back to his apartment. He still has home-works and projects to finish and submit before the start of the preliminary exams.

A/N : Alt Title - Jack of Entertainment 

Title : Jack of Arts

Synopsis:
Tayaw is a talented musician who never got to fulfill his potential. After losing his purpose in an unfulfilled life full of regrets; he is given the chance to go back in time and do everything over again.Along with a mysterious gift and an unclear mission, Tayaw starts a new life, this time making his mark to the world.
"Tayaw is a once in a hundred years musical artist! I just wish he was born in my generation"
- Buddy Rich, two-time Gramophone Award winner
"I admit he's a good musician, but he's an author first and foremost. He is changing the world of literature for the better."
- Helena Paddington, Outcault Prize for Fiction winner, Sohlman Prize for Literature winner.
"Despite being a musician and an author, he is to me, the greatest blessing to the film industry. This is his era."
- Heo Dong-jun, two-time Academy Award winner for Best Director and three-time nominee.

"I don't like him. Why does he use actors who didn't train and grind on the stage? He says he doesn't like my acting? What the hell does the kid know about acting? I've won awards for f*cks sake!"
- Merrell Street, five-time Academy Award winner for Best Actor, three-time Toby Award winner for Best Actor.




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A ground work for a novel idea in the future.
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English is not my first language so excuse my limited vocabulary and bad grammar. thanks

Ozone Station is not unlike other railway stations that you may encounter in major countries but in Metropolitan Japan you may find similar countries with similar influences such as Singapore and the Philippines. Both were being occupied by Japan before and some stayed back to build their own community over the years.

Such as Ozone Station, it has a variety of shops, cafes, restaurants and convenience stores and a huge and spacious Oz Garden underground mall beneath it. There is a garden, a museum and sports dome within walking distance to it and a sprawl of budget and luxurious hotels around as well.

Akira and I were walking around in the business district window shopping at Kinokuniya, a super mega bookstore that ranges from paperbacks to hardbacks, fiction to non-fiction as well as covers languages from other countries as well.

Akira was browsing some paperback novels at the 'Romance' section and she was reading the back of the novel that was unfortunately shrink-wrapped. The cover was of a teenage couple and the title was "I will wait for you on the other side." The paperback novel was about 1 inch thick or so.

Seeing her hold the book and reading the title made my emotions that I suppressed to rise once more. I had no choice but to turn away and walk over to another aisle. There in the corner was a self-service kiosk where one can sit and have a cup of AGF Blendy Cafe Latory Coffee, Mocha or Tea to read their purchase.

Even I who had never made any purchase; but as an author of a WN; it do entitle me to have an AGF Blendy Cafe Latory Mocha Latte. 

I helped myself to the above and sat down on a circular table meant for 3. Sipping on the piping hot drink managed to soothe my imperfection. I was thinking of what the hell this Leap was about especially it managed to exploit my emotions so deep that it affected my next Leap.

Akira came back to me at the refreshment area with the book tightly clutched at her chest. The price tag I saw was ¥1, 589 which was considered quite alright for a paperback with around 120 - 180 pages thick. The most important is the clickbait title and its flashy book cover design. Any girl would fall for it. 

"Do you want the book...? Go ahead and buy it then... Since we are here, would you like me to get someone to unwrap for you so you could read a page or two?" 

I saw that Akira was biting her lower lip and clutching the book close to her chest. Through her body language, one can read without even saying a single word that she really desires the book and would not let it down no matter what. 

"Aahh... Let me guess; you wished to get a reward by your excellent swimming capabilities earlier right...? Then let me have the honour of rewarding this book to you then... Come, let me have the book and I get someone to gift wrap it for you... No need to unwrap the plastic to read; you may read it at home then... "

With that, she made a quick bow and handed the book outstretched in two hands. I told her to pick a wrapping gift and a ribbon and to come back to me and reassured her that I will not read the synopsis of the paperback novel. 

With that, she turned around and choose the wrapping paper and a ribbon at the 'gift section' and came back a while later. The book was placed facedown when I took from her as I can't bear the words of the title drilling at my mind and arousing my sorrow.

I quickly finished my drink and return the used porcelain cup to the washing area; took the book and placed it under my arm and head straight to the checkout counter. 

"Autograph the first page of the book and say something in it. It's customary for those who buy books for their girlfriend." 

She whispered to me and handed me a glittery ink gel pen as the salesgirl carefully unwrap the plastic shrink wrap and placed the book before me. 

I turned to the first title page and wrote the date and time stamp, then a remark for Akira to keep up with her progress signed my name and annotated my full name in bold below my signature. I blew on the writings for some time to let the ink dry before I closed the cover. I handed the paperback novel to the sales girl and she began to wrap it up like a dumpling before attaching the ribbon at the corner. 

I paid slightly over ¥2,100 for the book, wrapping paper, ribbon and wrapping services and promptly handed the gift over to Akira. She clutched it against her chest, thanked me and bowed slightly again. I gestured to her and made our way above ground to take the train back to our dorm. 

On our trip back while sitting next to one another, we took a selfie on our phone cameras with her holding the book and use making comical faces as we took one photo after another till we reached our stop. We alighted and laughingly compared the selfies we took while walking back. 

When we reached the entrance of the dormitory, she conveyed her thanks to me once again and slightly bowed again. I scratched the back of my head awkwardly not knowing what my next reaction would be... 

Should I kiss her forehead... Should I kiss her lips... Should I embrace her... Should I pat her head... Or should I chest bump her like what Bros do...? I was in a dilemma on what should I when she turned around, glanced at me and smiled before entering her premise. 

When she was out of sight and had closed the door after her, I stepped back and retreated to my own dorm. The only problem is I do not know which floor I am in and which room I should be entering into and worse... Which bed I should occupy on...! 

Ara ma...!!!

I Let Out A Tired Sigh. I quickly remove all of my clothes, down the remaining coffee in the mug and jump into the shower. I wash the frustration out of my hair and calm my body for a while. Once I'm sure all the warm water is done for, I dry myself and put on some fresh and crispy pair of pyjamas and comfortable baggy t-shirt and jump onto the couch. I open my silver laptop and as if all the weight is back again.

I've been trying to prepare the cover for my new chapbook, "Sea Full Of Stars" for the past three days now. I'm not a visual artist and hiring one costs too much and I'm too broke to spend bills on softwares. It's never easy being a writer. Writing itself can be such a lonely process, although it is my first home. But then I have to design a cover that is not only catchy, mysterious and unique but also conversely uninhibited. Great. I spend hours trying to find the right website that'll let me make one for free.

For a minute there, I sit back tired and almost defeated. What if books didn't have covers, I think to myself. I could've saved all this hassle and been sleeping on my lonely bed in peace. I'd be "Netflix and Chilling" on my phone. I'd probably have been writing something new.

But what about all the books I've read? I confess that I've also once trusted the image more than the not-so-convincing texts. The Great Gatsby by Fitzgerald with it's original art work is a stunning masterpiece. The eyes, the blue and the glam packed in it's dressing is an unbelievable turn on for any reader. But then again it wasn't designed by Fitzgerald himself. It was illustrated by Francis Cugat, a little known artist back then. It was the Gatsby that made me realise that it is an art to cover the book with a cape.

The same cannot be said for all the other books in my collection. Interpreter Of Maladies by Jhumpa Lahiri or Pablo Neruda's Love don't have the most convincing covers. I bought those books for the rave reviews I'd heard of them.

I do know that Rupi Kaur illustrated her own books. I get up and bring out all the poetry books that I own and try to fathom the making of their book art. The simplicity in Rupi's artwork is really appealing, but on the other hand Atticus's books look way too fancy. But the one thing they had in common is that their book covers were exactly what their book title said.

I too want my cover to reflect the idea and spirit of my book. But I don't know anyone who can design a book cover. Or who understands or reads my book or my art. I don't have my Francis Cugat.

I turn back to my computer, reducing it's brightness first because outside it's turning dark and I don't want to turn the light on just yet. I make a mental conversation with myself that if it doesn't work this time, I'll just use a template by Kindle Direct Publishing.

This time I go to YouTube and type 'how to make a paperback book cover for free' and hit Enter. The first video is of a middle-aged white man on the thumbnail, his hair slightly brown and a straight face. I click on it. The video starts demonstrating the process of making an easy to go book cover on this website called Canva.

I've used this app on my phone before but I never knew it could be used for making a paperback dress. I go to the site and follow all the instructions. I choose the image very mindfully, edit it, use the right fonts and change the colors. I do the same with the back cover and add a piece of poetry there. Then I keep following the instructions and after failing countless times, I make the perfect book cover for my latest collection.

I wipe the tears of joy slipping down my cheeks. I know I haven't made the best or make-you-pick-the-book-up kind of cover, but I'm happy.

I realise that I'm more happy because I could finally do something that fits the rules of the modern mass publishing world. I did something that will make people want to give me a look.

If it was upto me, I'd have the cover completely black or yellow and only bare my name and the name of the book. But that's not the case. I just smile with the fact that I made something that reflects the imagery or mood of my book. And I know that even with the exhausting role my cover will play, it won't ever gain the respect it deserves.

I go to bed hungry and drift off.

In these short stories, through personal episodes, the author talks about the complex idea of book covers being more commercial rather than artistic in the perspective of a reader as well as a writer.

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Support and Thanks!
Hi everyone! Whether you are a reader old who struggled through the original drip feed of chapters… or a new reader who has joined with the influx of re-uploads, welcome to the chaos :P 
I really must say that for me, personally, this has been such an amazing journey of highs and lows. I am not disillusioned with my own writing. I know I am not the worst – but I am also well aware that I am not the best by any means, even in the community of freelance online writers. So the fact that so many of you take the time to read A Hand-Woven Universe not only blows my mind but also makes me so happy. Although it might be a long endeavor – I will continue the story of Noone and Tapestry all the way to the end.
Promise.
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Obviously on all websites where this is uploaded, they have a system in place to help rank the stories. I won't beg too much, but please consider doing whatever it is to bring this story a larger audience!
On WN this means voting everyday – if you feel so inclined, and leaving a review.
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After a multi-month haitus… I am proud to announce that Silence In Tapestry, Book 1 of A Hand-Woven Universe, is for sale on Amazon! 
If you enjoyed book 1 enough to consider purchasing a paperback copy, then I would like to give you my thanks now just for  the simple fact that you took the time to read all the way to that point. However, the paperback copy is not perfect. I had to do all of the writing, editing, and formatting myself. This means its quality will not be the MOST professional it could have been. For this I apologize, but for what it is – I am happy with it. Flaws and all.
If you would just like to support me but don't want to spend the money to purchase a paperback, please consider buying a kindle copy! It's far cheaper and I will receive about the same profit from either due to Amazon's royalty agreement.
Thank you all for being so patient with me getting this whole thing together. I know a lot of worries were going around about whether or not I would be back. Well, I am!
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Patreo n: New and Old.
For those of you who have been supporting me on Patreo n (even through the hiatus…) Thank you. I honestly can not express my feelings on this properly through words alone – which really calls into question my efficacy as a writer. Nevertheless, I hope you all are prepared for book 2!
For anyone who might want to support me in a way other than Amazon – consider my patreo n! I will be changed the tiers a little bit to make it more enticing. Here's what you can expect:
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I hope you all are preparing yourselves for book 2! I have quite a bit of outlining just to keep it flowing well. But I am equally excited to bring the story in my mind, to the page. 
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What happens to a world of Magic and Dragons when a cultivator bursts into their universe? What about when a cultivator is raised right under their noses?

How do Wizards and High Elves, Dungeons and Dwarves, fare against an unknowing cultivator and the Laws of the Universe?

Epochs ago an Immortal left his inheritance behind on a dying plane of existence. 

Now, at the edge of what was once desolate world, the immortals inheritance is about to make himself known. And his name is Noone.

An original cultivator of his world, unguided, and unrestrained.

Noone is the powerless child of a civilazation locked away at the edge of the world. When tragedy occurs, and his world is turned around, he inherits the Will of The Ancestor. An ancient legendary being who protected the conclave of Tapestry, until the desolate world above would become re-inhabitable.

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IMPORTANT: This is a long-form narrative. If you don't enjoy slower-paced world building then this isnt the novel for you.

NOT: a systems/reincarnation story

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