"What are you doing here? I don't need you. Get out!" 

She's brave. She's strong. She's ruthless. She can trample any man she want. 

Having a strong IQ but low EQ can't make the person that great. But, what is Miss IQ meets Mr. EQ? 

Can a love story be formed? What if they will eventually found out that they are together on that unfateful night? Will she accept him? Will she forgive him?

15 heart warming stories........of longing, love, friendship, relations,marriage.

compilation of short stories that can make you smile...

these are the story I wrote in my wattpad profile....

Authors' Note

"The Innocent Killer"

I'm JayCeexxvi the Author of this story. I finally presents this 2020, which is first to publish wattpad and also here in webnovel.
This is entitled "The Innocent Killer" 

I started this story on January 25, 2020 and published in wattpad on March 29, 2020 and published here in webnovel on May 8, 2020.

Before i created this story, i conduct some research, surveys; and also ask for advices from my friends, mentors and Authors. I am a beginner writer but since then it was my biggest dream to complete story here in wattpad, but this time hoping that it will be accomplished and succeed. When i was a child, way back then when i was 12, i start writing poetry and short stories. When i was 15 years of age, i start reading stories here in wattpad. I also tried writing stories but my interest fades, thinking that maybe i'm not into writing.
This 2020, i start writing one shot stories and poetry in my Facebook account. Comments and feedbacks encouraged me to start writing story in wattpad.
I dedicate this story to the persons out there experienced abuse and violence.

I apologize for the typographical, grammatical and mechanical errors in this story.

NOTE: If there's any resemblance towards names, places, business, events, and incidents is purely coincidence, it's either product of authors imagination in form of fictious manner; Any similarity regarding Names of actual person, living or dead is quite resembling by chance and not referring anyone.
NOTE: Any copyprint and reproduction in any part of this story without any form of explicit permission and authorization of the rightful owner may accuse or subject to imitation and imposes liability 
underneath the legal purpose and jurisdiction of the law.
PLAGIARISM is CRIME!

CAUTION:
Restricted Inappropriate scenarios may occur in this story.
This story isn't suit for sensitive person; this may have harassment, sexual, and other inappropriate things that readers may might not like.
Maybe this is not a cup of your coffee, you can freely leave this page. Thanks

It is my honor to accept your positive and negative thoughts and comments in this story. If you have feedbacks, suggestions and recommendation you can freely comment or also directly message me in my Wattpad account, Facebook account or even here in webnovel.

May this story inspires and also delivers moral lessons and learnings in life. I may not be perfect but i can be a good author to you as well as you're good to me. I will do my all of my best until this story ends.
May you continuous support this story until this story end.
May you also accompany me in this journey as i begin writing.

Let me show you the work of fiction
Explore the world of my imagination
Make me visualize the composition of my creation.

Thank You!
^_^

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THE INNOCENT KILLER
by: JayCeexxvi

"Paano mo nasabing inosente sya kung napatunayang nakapatay sya?"
"Wala akong ginawang masama! Hindi ko magagawa ang ibinibintang nyo!"

"Minsan, ang isang makasalanan ay biktima din ng karahasan"
"There are secrets behind lies"
"Not all you see is reality"

Paano kung magising ka isang araw at hindi mo na kilala ang sarili mo?
Paano mo iintindihin at paniniwalaan ang mga bagay na mahirap ipaliwanag?
Kakayanin mo ba?
Paano kung paulit-ulit mong nararanasan ang kalupitan at pagdurusa?
Paano ka makakaligtas kung naisip mo'ng sumuko sa kawalan ng pagasa?
Malalampasan mo kaya?

This story reflects violence against woman and children.

This 2020 i finally present my first creation,
"The Innocent Killer"

Enjoy Reading!
-JayCeexxvi

Note: Be warned as this Halloween story is a bit spooky. Also even though there is a bit of giantess content, this is mainly a femdom story.


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    "Today is Halloween is today and I am hoping you will all be scared by the end of this!" The few hundred foot tall giantess said this as she came to crash all our parties. Her hair was blond, her eyes were green and she had this devilish smile on her face. This female just proceed to go everywhere, crush everyone and eat as many people as she could. No one knew how this woman had appeared or why she choose to terrorize us. We did everything we could to stop her. We tried reasoning with her, offering her anything to make her stop and even surrendering to her. She would not listen and simply continued her rampage while talking about why we should be scared of her. We called for the police, the military and everyone we could think of to help. However, no one could put a dent in her as if she was some goddess. She could alter her size, teleport to wherever she wanted and could seem to do whatever else she wanted to do. This woman was just trying to toy with us as she killed and killed.


    The goddess gave away people's deepest secrets just for the fun of it and then proceeded to kill those same people in the ways they feared most. She tortured, and killed some more as the death count went from the thousands, all the way to the billions across the world. Once humanity was just about existent, she would bring everyone back to kill them all again slightly differently. She would once again show off her red hair and green eyes as she caused the destruction. No one knew how this omnipotent entity had appeared or why she choose to terrorize us. The woman would just torture us all, kill us and then bring us back to resume the torture once more. This seemed to go on for years, but it was somehow still the day of Halloween. The goddess kept on giving us punishments that ranged from making us scared of our own reflections to having us peel off our own skin. We just watched this violence as blood and flesh were ripped out, our internal organs were bitten into, and yet we could still function during all the pain. We were forced to attack each other, bite into our own hearts and murder our loved ones while being surrounded by laughter. I̼̮͍̲̹͆̓͊͛̅̌͘ţ͍̩̩͇̽́͂̍͌͂̚͞͝ was like we were under some sort of spell as we were forced to do this and when we tried to cry, we were forced to giggle instead. We were all terrified when we were in this hell that is still continuing to today.


    We are trapped in this other world while being tortured by this being of ours. I wish I could just kill myself, stay dead and be done from this torture. I know escape is meaningless, and the only way for this to end is for the goddess to just get bored and kill all of us. I truly wish for that to happen, but it is the goddess' decision and not mine. That being showed us these other worlds that were simply worlds like yours where she never came, and it was heaven compared to our own. She did this to make us feel even worse and it of course worked. She also showed us worlds far worse than ours without this entity even arriving, in order to guilt us and make us feel worse once again. She did all sorts of things and like I said before, more and more punishments are still going on. All kinds of torture involving death, blood, flesh, bones, organs, skin and many more still continue. Only I was allowed to now be absent from the punishment, so I could write this all done as I am doing now. The goddess has given me the special task as I watch everyone suffer and feel guilty for being left out. I think she told me the truth, but I am not sure what I know anymore.


    The point is that this writing is another kind of torture that she is showing to all of us. She is making me write this all done so she can send it to the mind of someone in another world, your world. You are probably reading this story on some site like Deviantart, Giantess World, Giantess City, A Sex Stories, FictionPress, Inkitt, Wattpad, Omnitopia, Quotev, Webnove, Eka's portal, SuperWomanMania, evilsupergirls or even someplace like Amazon. If this story will be put on other websites, it will be put there in a little while. The writer is someone usually with the name of Questathana, who in reality is a twenty year old male named Zachary that lives in New York City. I could say more about him, but it probably either will not make it through or distract you more than I need to. My point is you are probably reading this to get off to some fetish aspect or to see some spookiness. However, this is not just some story. These are the real struggles I am facing in another world that I am able to transfer to the mind of some guy. THIS IS NOT JUST SOME JOKE OR STORY! PLEASE DO WHATEVER YOU CAN TO HELP US!!!


    Try to get people to notice this story and work on accessing other worlds to help in order to help us. Please just do anything you can to help! I tried to get you to notice something was wrong earlier with describing the goddess at different times with different hair colors and one time wrote "I̼̮͍̲̹͆̓͊͛̅̌͘ţ͍̩̩͇̽́͂̍͌͂̚͞͝" one time like that. I even tried almost repeating the sentence of "No one knew how this woman had appeared or why she choose to terrorize us", but replaced "woman" with "omnipotent entity" in the repetition. What else would be something that in no way would belong in a story, to show what I am saying is the truth?! Should I insult the readers and say you have no life for reading these kinds of stories? Should I insult giantess Halloween stories and ask why none of them are actually scary??? S̸̢̧̨̻̮͍̒͌̿̏̔̆̓̚͢h̡̞͎̹͈̋̓̇̂͒̓̕̚o̴̢̳͔͕͌̔̓̏͌ͅͅu̢̻̻͙͎͓͈̟̿̋͐̅͌l̤͙̖̳̦͎͉͔͖͑̇̍͒̏d̨̞̙̗̼́̀̅̓̂̔̇͝͞͞ I̷̝̰͇̍̀̍̔́͊͒͜͜͡ ẅ̸̢̺̼͖̥̰͙̳͙̹̅̂̓͞ȑ̵̨̨̤̥͇̳̺͉̫͈̂̍̀̄͂̀̓̚̚i̶̖̝̱̹͔̤͋͋̆̅̍̂̎̚͘t̺͈̥̜̖͈̹͈̺̃̒͂͐̍͂̚͞e̲͖̭̙̙̰̯͂̂͑̇͠͞ à̹̟̺̬̐͋̑̄͑̃́͆̈͟ w̨̮̹̺͇̤̘̼͐̉̾͒̆̓̌͌͢h̼̱̩̠͇̘̲͍̥̋͐̉̏͠͞ő͇̗̰̲̺̩̠̭̦̭̄́͌̉͑̓l̛͖̤̝̠̦̯̎̋̇͘͞͝ȅ̠̲̩̫̱̼̦͛́͒͢͠ ś̢̯̣̦̟̰̬̬̖̀̿̿͗e̶̛̗͕̬̗̼̍̌͋̾̎͑̆̀́n̵̨̧̢̪̻̝͚̮͂̿̃̓̂̕̚͝͝ẗ̝̺̤̰̰̻̮̩̮̃̓̂͌̐͊̚͠͞ę͇̜̳̫̖̆̎̾̂̄̕͢͝n̤͚̮̙̘̳̓́͂̏͗͗͂̋̐͟c̢͉͈͍̫̏͊͆̌́̓͗̕͝ḙ̵̡͕̺͖͙̲̇̔̀͌̕͡ l̳̘̯̹͋̈̐́̈́͐̉̚͜͞į̼̙̞͇̹͇̼̩̱̄̓̉̈́̒̍̔̅̎k̴͈͓͎̟̎̀͑̿͋͟͝e̶͕̩͖̱̻̞̐̆̀͋͆̃̅͝ͅ t̸̤̖̼̗̲̦̿̂̏͌̾͌̍h̷̨̳̮̭̠̪͚̬͓͇̊͛̑́̀̑͂̐͘͠i̴̳̩͉͉͓̠̲͙̎̔̽̋̈̊̓̄̈́͘͢s̵̡̛̮̻͚̳͔͓̅̑̉̂̈́͊̔̿̓͜͜͟?̵͇̱͖̳̰́̏̒̅̐̈!̷̢̲̣̰̣͖̬͔̤̐̈͋͑͒̽̽͆̇͢ What do you want from me to do to convince you?!


    Of course I know none of this will ever work and I am mostly just doing this because I have to... You probably will just laugh and be entertained by this while my whole world is suffering… I have given up hope long ago and this has been my first bit of hope for years, but I know it is all pointless... Can you please, please at least try to believe me?


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Sources:


The websites mentioned earlier are real websites


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Yeah I have no idea why that citation is in that kind of font. I tried to fix it, but it will not work for me. It is probably nothing. Just letting you know about that and so you will not be surprised if I come into more technical problems. Yeah my computer has been really troublesome while working on this. It shut down and closed programs multiple times when working on this. Just a little bit of a pain. Like I said before, probably nothing, but letting you know in case something similar happens later. Not trying to make this part depressing or anything heh. Just can not think of anything more to say. Well Happy Halloween and goodbye!

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A goddess invades the world on Halloween.

After a long contemplation I've decided to start a ******* page. I've always wanted to be a full time writer but with working a day job it wasn't possible. With always being exhausted from my job it's been difficult to update regularly and bond with you guys more which I REALLY want to do.

I've always had a passion for writing hoping one day it could become a full time career. Writing has brought so much joy to my life especially getting to know so many of you amazing people. I would be so grateful to those of you who would be willing to join my patron and help me live my dreams.

* What you can expect in joining my patron*

1. Updates before I post it on wattpad.

2. Being able to contribute to each chapter. By that I mean....

. I'll be choosing 1 to 5 people to write one paragraph each that consists of 54 to 64 words. What you've written will be added to the chapter and you'll be credited.

. I'll be choosing one person a chapter to edit. Person will be credited.

. I'll also be choosing someone to pick a song for a chapter 

. For those who aren't interested in writing or editing you'll be able to create fanmade covers for the book which will be included in the book on wattpad.

3. Short stories that won't be posted on wattpad. Example... Rose and Luke short romance story 

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So again those who want to join my ******* please go to my profile on wattpad and click on the link that's in my description. Thank you soo much to those who hopefully support me on ******* I'll always be thankful to every single one of you. 

My user name on wattpad is / Demiah13 so make sure you follow me there for future works since I'll update there before I update on here.

I will also be giving 30% of the revenue I earn to people that is in need of help. I've always wanted to help somehow so hopefully I can!

{ Lily Collins } is a nineteen year old sophomore college student who's trying to get through without any problems. 

But it's proven difficult as her long time bully attends the same college. A bully she couldn't help have undying feelings for
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[ Asher Grey ] is a nineteen year old sophomore college student. He's a rich popular arrogant guy who finds pleasure in bullying the girl he is in love with. 

At some point he won't be able to hold in his feelings, they will start to peek out.

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Lily looked up frightened as Asher shoved her on the lockers.Closing her eyes and waiting for what would come next....But was only shocked to feel his soft warm lips on hers

I stand a few hours without talking or even making contact with Jonathan. It's passing period and as I open my locker, he appears... "We have to talk about this sooner or later, Kait..." He says. 
     " Tell me why. Is there really anything to say? People and even I know you're going to have to leave me for Jessica." I say. 
     "Katie, I have no choice!" His voice escalates.
     "If you're going to dump me in public for a pregnant woman, so be it Jonathan. I knew it was a mistake ever since that party to ever hang out with you." I slam my locker and walk away furiously. 
     "Katie come on." He yells from down the halls. I go in the girls bathroom and lock myself in the stall. I start to cry. 
     "Knock knock..." I hear Ashlynn as she comes in. 
     "Hey..." I say, wiping my nose with my hand. 
     "Can you let me in?" She asks in a very sympathetic voice. I unlock the stall door and she comes in. She sits down next to me and grabs my hand. "I'm so sorry for everything that's going on, but you have to be strong Kat... Don't cry over him." She advises.

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I've never really written about myself before. I don't know if it's cause I don't really value myself enough? Or because I'm not a narcissist? I think I over think myself.

Can you tell I'm a little odd? Well I've never really wanted to do anything, not anything worth value anyway. I mean I've got no skills to speak of, this is really the only thing I really enjoy. Except for other... slightly less acceptable things. (if you catch my drift)

I am a writer, and not a very good one. But lets get into this.

I love writing, when I was a highschool student I found it as a kind of... escape. writing that first story helped this shitty Author through a lot of deep shit I will get into later.

So, ever heard of Wattpad? Well that's where it all started for me. I was introduced to the app by a mutual friend of mine, lets call her H. She was writing Adult stories, use in the business call... Smut. it's kind of like fifty shades of grey with terrible writing. She asked a Friend and I to read it, and I did. But the first thing that was on my mind was that I wanted to do that.

NO NOT WHAT SHE WROTE ABOUT. I wanted to take a crack at writing, English was one of my favorite subjects in school. I loved reading but had an average reading level. So, I set up a Wattpad account. My first account has a pretty weird name, all because I rushed it.

I needed a name for the app, I was too embarrassed to go by my real name. So I used my Ps4 user name. RedisDead, but I fucking spelt it Readisdead. That was my first account.

Now the only time I had ever tried my hand at writing was in the 8th grade, creative writing section of English. Plus it was a short story, so I was running on ideas that were pretty, cliche. 

Story Number 1- Prince of the Sun and Moon
I wanted to say that this story does not in fact, have anything to do with the sun or moon. I wrote this because I was on an Anime binge, specifically magic Academy ones. Remember the magic Academy thing, that will be a main concept for my other "creations" later.

I don't really know what to say about this one, it's one my first stories and was my first attempt at fantasy. Let me tell you, I can't get enough of fantasy. Nothing makes you feel better about your sad life than creating a new one for your imaginary characters to run wild in.

Thinking back to how I was then... I feel bad, I was going through a lot of emotional problems. 

I was a shut in, I can't say for certain what happened but one day I just decided I would rather stay inside my room then go outside and play. I never really made friends, but being bullied by everyone in your grade can cause that. People were always nice in highschool though, I think they might have felt bad. Or they were making themselves look better infront of everyone else. Being nice to the weird kid, congrats.

So, you can guess that if I didn't like those people you bet your ass I never felt attracted to anybody. But I did fall for a new kid. 

Will call her K for now. That smile... she was weird, but a hot kind of weird you know? She was quirky and funny and had a face that made my heart melt like butter in a microwave. She was chubby too, like a cute little marshmallow.

But looks can be deceiving. Wish I would have known that before falling in love but hey, does anyone?

She wasn't always a terrible person. But my class has a way of bringing the worst out of people. Or maybe it was my fault? 

Fuck, if your reading this what would you say K? I need the answers but we don't talk.

okay, lets look at this from my perspective.
She was always nice to me, I mean REALLY nice. laughing at my stupid jokes and always greeted me with a smile. But my dumb idiot brain did register that SHE FUCKING LIKED ME!!

Okay so eventually she started wearing longer sleeved jackets all the time, she started acting differently. Started ignoring me occasionally, called me annoying and being rude.

Then I saw something that broke my heart. Her arms, they were sliced up. Not alot but still, she was cutting. I expressed my concern for her but she gave me the cold shoulder. 

A couple weeks go by and she skips school here and there I don't see her, then the day that makes me hate myself. Now I promise you, she did not kill herself. This is not one of those stories.

I'm excited she's back at school and I see her again. I catch her when she's taking off her hoody and... She lost weight, alot of weight.

It finally hit, she's dealing with depression. But why? Did someone call her fat or something? 
This pisses me off, I'm a pacifist by nature at this point but I'm ready to throw down.

But now that I have a little more clarity on the situation, I sometimes think me. 
See a couple months later I make a new friend. Call this guy... F.

He's tall and actually funny once you get to know him. He's actually still one of my closest friends.

I introduce F to K, they hit it off and eventually start dating. I kind of stop talking to F because he starts dating the girl I'm in love with but that's not important.

what is the fact that a month or two into them dating that K tells me something. Something that spirals me into a deep depression for a long time.

K-"So do you like me?"
Me-"yeah your one of my best friends!"
K-"you know what I mean like LIKE me. Because when I first met you I had feelings for you."

What the actual fuck? She's dating my BEST FUCKING FRIEND and tells me this shit? Not cool man, is this some kind of way to torture me?

Ever since they got together she seemed to be back to normal. So I was happy, but deep down I wished I was him. Comment if you ever felt like this. I would love to talk to someone about it.

Honesty? I felt pathetic, worthless. If I had worked up the courage I would be the one getting kissed. I kept telling myself I wasn't ready. But forget how I felt, lets go back to K.

she had suddenly lost weight. Alot of weight, treated me different.

Is it my fault? Did she think I didn't feel that way because she was slightly over weight? She dropped the weight because of me. That's how I felt but right now, I know that's the case. She didn't really care about me or F all she cared about was herself. Get all the attention she believed she needed. She had Mommy issues. 

Think I'm being harsh? She straight up cheated on F and broke up with him. Then to make matters worse... She ran away for two weeks.

This unfortunate series of events destroyed F, he hated himself. Let's put the kind of man he was into perspective. He didn't take shit from anyone, he liked to laugh and was happy to make others laugh. But when she ran away from home he locked up.

I'm not using names on purpose, because I don't want people who I know to read this and get mad. But I want to tell you this, the human heart is fragile. 

I say this because we laugh about it now. F, I'm glad your alive man.

F was five feet from killing himself. He went home the day he found out and dug out his dads old 45. He was ready to pull that trigger.

F is a strong ass dude, he managed to put the gun down. Put it away, he's only ever told me this. So for the sake of my friendship... Don't read this F. 

Well. That's all for now my friends, I'd tell you more but I think it got a little dark there.

Kind of a set of me talking about... well me and my Boring life as someone who found a way to cope with life by writing

Reinesse: I have a lot to do, but I'm too lazy. Like write my novel, or work, or translate for free, or revise my novel, but naaaah.

Elyon: But naaah yo go nyaaa~ Ooof, wrong girl xD!

Reinesse: heh.

xWangan: heh.

Elyon: My bad.

NaranNarman: I'm waiting for a satire novel to pop out about a very dense MC. Denser than any black hole in the universe collapse and form the big crunch.

WWFire: A dense MC.... that has a couple of girls chasing after him? That's cliche…

NaranNarman: Satire novel about the worst harem stories.

Cultivator Requiem: I just want the harems to stop. There are too many and it gets more and more depraved in a competition to be bolder.

NaranNarman: Combining the density of every MC into one mega dense cluster of pure baloney.

Elyon: In my eyes, there are only two MC's in this world. My MC and the others.

WWFire: I'm starting to think that someone should write an ultimate cliche novel just to be sarcastic to all chuni isekai author.

Elyon: That was already done. It's called "Invisible Dragon."

WWFire: That's not isekai tho, I mean something like the harem, op system, unbelievably lucky MC tags.

Rychil: Why doesn't fanfic authors don't get a contract?

Truedawn: Because of copyright.

Rinoz: They don't own the IP.

[A/N: Intellectual property (IP) refers to creations of the mind, such as inventions; literary and artistic works; designs; and symbols, names, and images used in commerce. Thank you Google Senpai!]

Rychil: There's a fanfic writing.

Truedawn: Yes, but they are not contracted.

Rychil: Is pretty sad.

Rinoz: Not really, it's the law.

Truedawn: Yeah.

RInoz: You can't profit off stuff you don't own.

Rychil: Why don't they twist it and make it their own?

Truedawn: Although the content may be original the elements you used aren't.

Elyon read the comments of his fellow authors about fanfics. He had not read any fanfic before, but he had heard of them. For him, fanfics are stories made from famous works by their fans. Basically, it follows (or not) the story of the original and creates a new branch, or a new setting, where a story is made using the "same environment/elements" from the original work. 

There are many fanfics in Webnovels and many readers love to read these "alternate" stories of their favorite authors, games, manga, etc. 

It didn't take long before the chat shifted to another topic and it's about romance stories.

Rychil: Yeah, everybody is writing about some bad boy falling for a good girl.

Murakami: Or a bad girl falling for a good boy.

Rychil: And CEO's fu*** their Secretary.

NaranNarman: Mostly "Alpha" male billionaires falling for sweet countryside women.

Murakami: Or sweet countryside women falling for "Alpha" male billionaires.

Rychil: Never knew some people are that rich. *laugh emoticon*

Rinoz: There is a Saudi Prince with a car made out of solid silver. SILVER.

Cultivator Requiem: @RinoZ What isn't that gonna overheat?

Rinoz: The body of the car is silver, not the internals.

Rychil: @Rinoz Wow! Some people are crazy rich.
Murakami: Wasn't there a Chinese novel about a naruto system. Did they make money off that?

WWFire: No, fanfic doesn't produce money.

Cultivator Requiem: Cuz Fair Use and all.

NaranNarman: Fanfics Lol.

[A/N: And we're back again to fanfics lmao!]

Rychil: Why should anybody write fanfic when you'll earn nothing?

Cultivator Requiem: @Rychil Coz they want to smother it with the ecchi sauce.

WWFire: Second is for writing hobby and practice ofc.

Cultivator Requiem: A pretty deprived way to use writing skills in my opinion. They should just have thought of something new.

Rychil: Hmmm, I see.

NaranNarman: Fanfics get very crazy.

Rychil: Can't they just twist it? And make it their own?

NaranNarman: Sometimes, they even surpass original books in terms of length.

Cultivator Requiem: @NaranNarman Yeah it's what killed wattpad.

NaranNarman: Yes BTS EXO.

Rychil: I've never read some though. So I don't know how it works.

Cultivator Requiem: @Rychil it becomes what's called as a rip-off.

WWFire: Yes, they get views really fast... proportional to the many middle/high school readers.

PsyberRose: You can write fanfics, but you cannot earn from it.

Cultivator Requiem: Cuz fair use and all.

PsyberRose: Though some authors don't even allow fanfics. Anne Rice sued those who used her vampire characters.

WWFire: Look at those naruto fanfic, most of the readers are screaming "NARUTO X HINATA X SAKURA X INO X whatever" FFS.

Reinesse: …

LordFinn: You must always think carefully before writing or saying something because the words you used can be used against yourself too.

Reinesse: It has been a few days and I haven't updated my novel just because I had to write an action scene and design my character's weapon.

Cultivator Requiem: Is it that hard?

Reinesse: Even if my drawing skill is shit.

WWFire: Oh, I used gauntlet as my MC's main weapon.

The talk about fanfic finally died down, but it left an impression to Elyon. If he were to read a fanfic about his favorite movie, anime, manga, or games, would he perhaps enjoy the "World" created by one of its fans who love it as much as he does?

It's quite unfortunate, but he's too busy writing at the moment and has no time to read any fanfics of his favorite genres. Still, fanfics are everywhere in Webnovels and if you just use the search button, you'll be able to see them as well. 

As long as there will be a demand or need for something like fanfics, then there will be writer's who will provide it. It's just how the world works, and perhaps, it will stay that way for more years to come.

Have you ever wondered what your favorite Authors in Web Novels do during their free time? Don't forget that Authors are humans too and they have their own quirks and opinions. 

How can those Domineering CEO's that you love to read even compare to the manliness of our drop dead gorgeous authors who cries like little babies when they are stressed out and can't write anything due to Writer's Block!? Cultivation Chat Group can't even compare! 

Join our fearless Author Elyon as he show you a world filled with Frustrations, Stress, Anxiety, and Procrastination! 

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P.S The Cover Drawing is not mine. I just find it nice so I used it. Full credits go to the owner.

The first was the freak quick.

Yes. The one when orange hair volleyball kid jumps with his eyes closed and the emo setter boy sets the ball to orange hair boy's hand.

It was impressive, but it seems like Akashi has already found the flaw to this technique.

The others, mainly the basketball geeks, were dumbfounded.

Well, they are basketball geeks after all.

Akatsuki studies the structure of their bodies.

---

Here are the ratings of Aomine:

Muscle Strength: 8/10

Muscle Power: 9/10, 10/10 on the legs.

Muscle Endurance: 9/10

Muscle Reaction: 8/10, during extreme concentration, can be 10/10

Knowledge: not high, 4/10

Lungs, or Cardiovascular Strain: 2/10, can raise to 3/10 if in extreme circumstances of a long term game. (This one is if it's 0, it means they have good oxygen intake. 10 means they are hyperventilating.

Muscle Memory: 10/10, deduced from the hands.

---

Kagami is similar, Kise is higher in knowledge, Midorima is lower in muscle power, Akashi is in the range of 9s and 10s, expected from Akakage's boyfriend.

Kuroko is... Sad.

The knowledge is 6/10, wait...

Everything's around 5s and 6s.

Only the Muscle Memory, Power, Strength and Endurance on the arms are 8/10.

Akatsuki find that suspicious.

His weak body gives off little presence than the others.

So is that how he...

Akatsuki can notice Kuroko because... Well... Assassins need to know their surroundings and have awareness of the people around.

Akakage started basketball as his first sport.

Wait. Scratch that. Akakage's first sport is knives, wires, swordsmanship and martial arts.

Then it's basketball.

Akatsuki's first sport is knives, martial arts and wires.

She is not a swords person.

Her second sport is volleyball.

Yeah. Right now Volleyball.

Akatsuki, being subbed on, turns into a creepiest mode ever.

The pressure released by Akatsuki in the form of bloodlust is the worst.

Akatsuki's body is made out of the same material as Akakage.

A crystal lifeform that can be possessed by a soul of a dead body as a host and gain the abilities the body has.

That's why she can't die.

That's why her abilities are so similar to Akakage's.

That's why, in this game, she feels a passion that she hadn't felt for a long time.

The feeling of competing, of winning something, of confidence, filling up her heart.

She turned that into bloodlust.

To win. To succeed. To fight to the end.

To keep the ball up for as long as possible on her side, and to make the ball fall to the ground as quick as possible for the opponents' side.

And so, she gave it her all.

The 'no-chance' chance ball, accurate receives to the setter, predictions of spikes and movements of players.

One step at a time.

All the way to success.

25:0.

Leaving no chance for the opposition to score.

"Akatsuki's different." Daichi says.

"Yeah." Nishinoya says.

"She's actually into this game." Sugawara says.

"Wow. That's rare." Tsukishima exclaims with sarcasm.

Akashi looks at the short girl with his complete Emperor Eye.

He can see the future.

Akatsuki will win.

Unlike when he faces Akakage, Akatsuki strictly follows every visual he sees, like she knows.

Like she is able to see the future, just like him.

But there's no way she has the Emperor Eye. Akashi thought.

"But she calculated the angles, movements, positions all by herself on the spot, Akashi-san. Quite amazing, am I right?" Akakage suddenly says, scaring the hell out of the GOM.

"Quite. You are still as unpredictable as ever, Akakage." Akashi plainly states. He has gotten used to unexpected things, for example Kuroko and Akakage.

"You're welcome."

As expected from Akashi's boyfriend. The GOM thought.

"Akatsuki is really good at calculating and planning. She basically crafts every step she takes to lower her energy level spent in each round to keep her stamina going, and also the angle and speed of the ball. That's why she is able to land-"

"BANG!"

Asahi spikes straight into Akatsuki's receiving position. The ball flew back to the opposite side court.

"Mine!" Nishinoya shouts and extends his arms and bends his knees to the receive position, except...

The ball hits Nishinoya's arms gently and drops, leaving a shocked Nishinoya.

"-A 'no-chance' chance ball. The receiving end has  0% chance of receiving the ball or keep the ball in the air."

"AMAZING!" Hinata jumps up and down, "HOW DID YOU DO THAT?"

"I... I thought I received the ball correctly." Nishinoya says.

"To be precise, the balls spinning speed slowed down as you are into the receiving position. that's why it became gentle when a millisecond ago it looks like it has raging force. Do you guys know now how powerful she is when she goes full on?" Akakage asks.

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I finally updated this story.
It's been a while. I mean, if you wanna check out my Wattpad account LindaShu9, there are lots of stories that I am updating that are Wattpad originals. Please see these stories if you want updates.
Thank you for your patience.
'til next Update!
Silence as Deduction/Sweet Silent Death

Bai XueYue (白雪月), bullied by a lot of classmates around her, had a will to suicide. During the middle of committing suicide, she was teleported to Trivia Sopra to become a member of the Sopra Family. Reason? Because of her skills in combat, weaponry, analytic mindset and memorisation. She knows nothing about this 'Sopra Family' until she met Akakage and got a body created by Trivia just for her. This body allows her to sharpen her strongest abilities.
She's now called Shiroyuki Akatsuki (白雪红月).
Her parents? Her mother is a busy woman, scheduled with business trips, bring her from Tokyo all the way to Miyagi Prefecture. Her father is a famous actor living currently in America. She started her High School life all across the place: From Shiratorizawa to Aoba Johsai and then to Karasuno.
By the time she came to Karasuno, she saw the miserable faces of the Karasuno boys' volleyball team. They have already lost a tournament. She wanted to help them.

What will she do?

I do not own every other character in Haikyuu!! except for Shiroyuki Akatsuki, Akakage Yukine and Trivia Sopra.

The language of this book may be for the age range of 13-18 since there will be some mature language such as swear words. You have been warned.

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