The man forsaken by the world, the man a slave to money and the man known as the legendary God of War in the highly popular MMORPG Continent of Magic. With the coming of age, he decides to say goodbye, but the feeble attempt to earn a little something for his time and effort ripples into an effect none could ever have imagined.

Through a series of coincidences, his legendary avatar is sold for 3 billion won, bringing great joy to him, only to plunge him into despair at losing almost all of it to vicious loan sharks. With revelation of money through gaming, he rises from the abyss with new found resolve and steps forward into the new age of games led by the first ever Virtual Reality MMORPG, Royal Road.

This is the legend of Lee Hyun on his path to becoming Emperor with only his family loving heart, his boundless desire for money, his unexpected mind, his diligently forged body and the talent of hard work backing him.

       It was a haunting stormy night, with the sound of the water running.
       At the top of the hill, a crumbling baby crib was being watched by a frail woman singing a beautiful song interrupted by the sounds of thunders approaching that startled her.
       From the dark woods cadaverous jaguars slowly approached doing guttural noises. 
       "Stay away from my baby." The woman took out the rotten veils of the crib revealing a dry corpse without eyes. The dead baby moved her head and gave a blood-chilling horrible scream.
       A colorful creature appeared flying and took the crib away, while another one pulled the scenario around like a curtain revealing a sunny beach and an elegant woman in a majestic unicorn with wings.
       "The boi-bumbás were better than Coca expected."
       "Great! Now get out of my back." Jolly acacia complained in her winged horse form.
       The woman approached confused. "Jolly? Jolly Acacia, that you?"
       "Yeah. Yeah. And this one is the Coca."
       "Coca? Like the Coca who comes to get naughty children? She didn't seem an alligator?"
       Coca showed her alligator dress. "Why elves were obsessed with alligators?"
       A boi-boombá appeared and bite the hag dress ripping the figure of the ill woman revealing a healthy woman, with curly hair, clear eyes, bronze skin, and the physique of a wrestling fighter.
       "What are those things?" She asked surprised.
       "Boi-boombás, they eat nightmares."Jolly acacia answered?" 
       "Nightmares. I'm dreaming?"
       "Yeas and no. You are dreaming but we aren't dreams. We entered in the dream realm through a dream from Gem."
       "So.. This is Bonina? The mother?" Coca asked.
       "Bonina, Coca, Coca, Bonina. Now get off my back, please."
       "What boring Pony." Coca gets out from her and Acacia turned back into a woman.
       "I'm not understanding what is happening."
       "After we knew about the resurrected baby from the Rock house, I started to look form information's and the Coca appeared in my house with a dharnaquation." Jolly embraced Bonina.
       "Coca wanted to know if the Whitehawk wizards were behind this."
       "White hawk wizards? They are behind the resurrection of the baroness Rock daughter?"
       "Yes! Why Bonina want a dharmaquation? There were many other ways to heal a child."
       "None that I tried worked, and I tried all I could, She is under a frozen spell to survive."
       They found a new pretty crib with a glowing light inside.
       "That answer the question. Bonina's child doesn't have a full-formed soul. A dharmaquation is really necessary to make a new one."
       "How a baby will survive without a full-formed soul?" Acacia asked.
       "It isn't. The body should die in a few days like the Rock baby, however, Bonina was keeping the body alive with magic."
       "What I can do?" Bonina asked. "I do anything for my daughter."
       "Bonina need another soul to patch with the incomplete soul to form a new soul. Coca has a dharmaquation for that, but the soul is to frail."
       Coca waved her fan and the light in the crib grow making whole scenery crumbled in a void. "Hum."
       "What you did?" Jolly acacia asked holding Bonia floating in the nothingness."
       "Baby souls didn't resonate with the father soul in Uku Pacha."
       "Uku Pacha?" Jolly acacia asked worriedly. "The land of the dead."
       "Didn't resonate? You mean that Zenon can be alive?"
       Coca facepalmed. "Elves don't know if the father of the child is alive?" 
       "After Margot was born he went to Dark Misty with the last king Rock, looking for the Dark Tower to recover the lost crown, the braids of the bald king," Bonina answered afflicted. "They were never heard since them. They were assumpted dead and the new king was going to crowd in the next full blue moon."
       "The braids of the bald king? How is the size of the army the king took? At least had a couple of dragons?"
       "No. It was a fellowship of nine."
       "Nine? From the dumb, idiotic, and stupid things Coca heard from foolish elves doing in the last millennium that was the dumbest. idiotically and stupidly of them all." She said revolted. "Why they didn't drink a poison of jump from a floating island?"
       "We said the same."  Bonina and Jolly Acacia agreed.
       "Without the soul of the father, we will need a new soul," Coca said. "And to be compatible will need a piece of the soul of the mother."
       "Our parents died."Jolly Acacia pointed at themselves. "The wonderful Coca can't get their souls from Uku Pacha?"
       "No soul resonates in Uku Pacha." She lifted the fan and a forest appeared where they slowly landed. "The grandparents of the child already reincarnated or were serving some titan they follow. How the child doesn't have siblings a piece of the mother soul is the only safe alternative."
       "Safe alternative?" Jolly Acacia put her finger in the chin curiously. "What's the unsafe alternative?"
       "Elves heard that a resurrected person lost part of its soul because a part of the soul burn if it is pulled from Uku Pacha?"
       They exchange looks. "Yes. everybody heard about nastreks, not alive neither dead.."
       "The child soul is too small and frail, there's a chance to burn too much when pulled from Uku Pacha and fell back, all the work to bring back the child will be in vain."
       "What are the chances to bring Margot Back with a piece of my soul."
       "Is guaranteed. With a piece of the mother soul, the baby soul will be strengthened enough to patch and fuse with the other soul."
       "Okay." Bonina stuffed her chest, stretched her neck raised her head. "It is just that, take my soul."
       "It's not just that. Will need another dharmaquation the sacrifice of eight, large tapiras, a Numa Pukuy, and the gathering of the Coca witches coven."
       "All that to bring back just only a soul."
       "Not just a soul. An Amaru soul. An Amaru queen soul." Coca said excitedly. "And Coca will be... Margaret?"
       "Margaret."
       "And Coca will be Margot's godmother."
       "Hold your horses." Jolly Acacia went between them. "This is not like those tales where you get the child for yourself?"
       "Nope! A godmother is a woman who promises to take responsibility for their religious education. Which means worshiping Mama Tainakan, the only true goddess and not a lame titan. The children will have a dragon soul and will become a Coca witch. The greatest of them all"
       "You are going to take her from me?" Bonina asked worriedly.
       "Nope. Coca doesn't intend to raise the child just teach her the Amaru way, because after receiving part Coca soul she will be Coca child too."
       "I feel that there was something more." Jolly acacia said. "What is the catch?"
       "Coca will be Margot's grandmother. And Margot will marry a prince to be queen and is going to build the most greatest, beautiful, and wonderfully castle that ever existed to Coca. "
       "How you know a prince will Marry Margot? I'm the poorest and crappiest countess of the world." Bonina said.
       "Coca is going to hex the prince with a pair of ruby slippers."
       "Ruby slippers?" Jolly Acacia confronted her. "You are doing that because of a children book you read?"
       "What children book?" Bonina asked.
       "The little ruby slippers." Jolly acacia answered. "She got in Safire's bedroom."
       "The tale of Cinderella? I heard it was based on real facts. Those things really happen you know?" Bonina nodded her head.
       "Whos Safire?" Coca asked.
       "Gem my daughter." Jolly Acacia said angrily.
       "Why elves don't keep the given name. It is going to call Gem, name Gem. That's annoying."  She nervously fanned herself. 
       "We don't know. We just do that."
       "Elves were so dumb. Stop being dumb." Coca walked faster.
       Bonina whispered to Jolly. "Elves, elves. Why does she keep saying elves? What's an elve?"
       "We are elves," Jolly answered.
       "You have an idea of what that means?"
       "I think it is because we have long and pointed ears than she had."
       "Oh yeah. She has small rounded ears like a monkey."
       "Don't say that." Jolly acacia scolded her. "Now don't make any impertinent question."
       "Impossible."
       "Why?"
       "I don't know what impertinent means." Bonina went after Coca, and Jolly Acacia ran even faster in her winged horse form.
       "You mentioned that will to put part of Coca soul too." Jolly Acacia said. "That means she will be more like you than like Bonina?"
       "No. Souls were independent. Even if it was just a part of Bonina soul will be independent. Like a worm, you cut in two. It is possible that the child will be more attached to Coca, but there is none guarantee. Coca doesn't want her with a soul unrelated to Coca." She looks at them from the bottom to top and went away faster, "Anyway, Coca doesn't do another way. Take it or leave it."
       "Deal." Bonina ran after her. "I take it."
       Coca stopped and looked at her with an eyebrow raised. "Coca will bot the most unimportant part of Bonina soul."
       
       "No, get the most important part of my soul and gave it to my daughter."
       Coca closed her eyes and touched Bonina's chest. "The most important part of Bonina's soul is the music. Bonina will never sing again."
       Jolly Acacia protested. "She's a bard, a musician is the most important thing to her."
       "Flying Pony is right. There's no reason to use the most important part of the soul.
       "There's some part of her soul that will not leave some collateral damage?"
       "No. But there are parts that will not miss. Like taking out a wisdom teeth"
       "You heard? There''s no need to lose your music Bonina."
       "I don't care. And you care? Coca can take my whole soul and use the way she wanted, don't need us to resurrect Margot." 
       "And who would raise the child?" Coca rolled her eyes.
       Jolly Acacia frowned her face in confusion. "Coca didn't raise a lot of children into Cucas witches?"
       Coca sighed. "If the child became a Coca Witch before marriage will lose the nobility title and will not be allowed to marry a prince, neither became a queen. That's against the whole plan."
       Bonina insisted. "Do that, get my soul. Get my music."
       "Very well." Coca starlet to walk. "Follow Coca."
       They walked from the beach to a river and found a couple of children playing in a clearing near a trunk used as a bridge.
       "Miss Butternuts!" Coca called.
       One of the children with pigtails release a ball and ran towards them.
       "Mama Coca? What you are doing in my dream my liege."
       Coca raised her fan open. "Gathering our coven in…" She turned her face. "Marigold Mansion?"
       "Marigold Manor." Bonina answer.
       "Unfortunately I'm not useful anymore." In the place of the little girl was an old lady. "I'm too old to serve my liege."
       "Them Butternuts should have trained another one in your place." She scolded her. "Butternut is the closest one. Who is the tanzek of the village now?"
       "Dulcinea. She��s not one of us but is a strong wrolok. So good as I was."
       "Call her." The old woman bow and they walk to another path.
       The threes started to rare and they seemed to walk in the corridor of a building until a room full of semi-baked people slowly dancing, a band of muscular men and in a special place, a woman in a red couch surrounded by beautiful men.
       "Miss Kale."
       "Mama Coca? It's odd to see Mama Coca in this kind of dream."
       "Because Coca is not a dream. Coca is Coca."
       She bugged her eyes, back away the men, and bow in her knees. "What Kale can do for my wonderful liege?"
       Coca raised her opened fam. "Gathering our coven in the Marigold Manor."
       "I know the place my liege. When and what we gonna do?"
       "When? In three nights at the next alignment of the blue moon. What gonna do? We are going to summon the soul."
       They went away from Kale's dreams, and she saw the boi-boombás following them. "Come elves. There were many more Coca Witches to call. Many dreams to visit."

Margaret was a weaboo that only cared for comics, novels, and games. Until she died reincarnated in the body of a small child, daughter if the poorest countess in a fantasy world,
Now she wants to be an overpowered adventurer but is not an easy task and she brought something else with her, that will create a lot of problems.

"Look Book Worm. I love Hogwarts" I do. She hums with power and magic and protectiveness. She is like a second mother, shame not more people can fell her embrace like me. "But that is still no reason to bring such an object into a School. You remember this isn't a bank, nor a vault, it is a school full of young children. If someone is able to break into Gringotts then perhaps said someone could get past the wards here." Honestly the wards here are a complete mess

"But Alex-"

"No Hermoine! This is a School! A place of learning not a place to store ancient artifacts that someone is after."

Now before I could continue the Twins showed up

"Oui Loki, Finally managed to get into Gryffindor eh?"

"George, I could have gotten into Gryffindor whenever I wanted, same with Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff"

"I'm Fred. He's George." He points to the other twin

"No you are George. You two have slightly different voices."

George gaps at me as does Fred

"You can't really get into Gryffindor and the others whenever you want to, right?" Asked Ron

Ron you remember my familiar Envy" He nods "Alright remember her special ability?" He thinks it over a bit "Envy is what she eats?" I pat him on the head "Good boy now Envy just happened to get some ectoplasm. Do you know what that means?"

Hermoine gasp "Are you telling us that you can"

"Yep" To demonstrate I put my arm through Fred's stomach, my hand is a little misty and comes out the other side without harming Fred at all

"Wicked" Said both the twins "Even if I didn't have that" I say taking back my arm "I could still get in here"

"How?" Book Worm is very curious

"That's a secret. Ah by the way Gred, Forge, did you two like the gifts?"

"Oh yea. We might"

"Even be able to finish"

"Our skeeving snackboxes"

"Ahead of time"

"Wonderful. I can't wait to see how they turn out on our experime- I mean our willing participants" I correct myself when Hermoine glares at me.

"T-thanks for my gift too Alex. And I uh…" Ron shuffles his feet a bit "Um I'm sorry for being a prat to you when you first got into Slytherin. To you and Harry and Fred and George. I was a right jerk to you all for hanging around with Alex."

"It's alright Ron. Just don't go hurting Harry and you may never have to see my Slytherin side" I fake hiss at him which causes the others to laugh. Though if the Slytherins were here they would know that what I said was quite serious and not a joke at all.

"Well I gotta go before McGonagall catches me in here" I say goodnight to them all then I head out the portrait "Goodnight Fat Lady. Hm seems kinda rude. Do you have another name?"

The Fat Lady blinks at me as if she is trying to think "You know in all my time here no one has ever asked me that. I think" She stares off into the distance for a while "Helen. My name was Helen" She then looks at me with a smile. It seems it had been so long that even she forgot.

"Well goodnight Helen"

"You too dear"

With that I head off back to Slytherin.

~~~~

Today's the Day of the Gryffindor vs Hufflepuff match now I may have tricked the Puffs into putting their magic into my models. I sat up with the Slytherins, my Quidditch Team around me. They may not admit it but ever since my first game I became the unofficial captain. "Alright I want you all to watch Hufflepuff today." Our next and final match was against the puffs. I wanted these numbskull to at least learn something this game.

Sadly the game ended too quickly. Harry had caught the Snitch just minutes into the game ending the game 150-20. The 20 from Huffleepuff being to two penalty shots. One because George tried to hit Snape, who was refereeing, with a bludger and the second because it's Snape refereeing a Gryffindor match.

"Damn, Harry is good at spotting that ball" I know he is my brother, and I love him a lot, but this may require a little… leveling the playing field. Just so our matches don't end too quickly.

As I am thinking of how to do that I happen to notice a spot of pink standing a little aways from the Slytherin stands. The pink spots me and began to approach, albeit slightly slower pace. I mean a single puff making her way into a sea of Slytherins has to take a little courage.

"H-hey Alex, can I talk to you" I raise a brow. I haven't really spoken to her since she wanted to throw me a pity date. I did send her a gift but that was more of principal, ok maybe my crush hadn't died yet. Sue me.

"Sure Tonk" She slightly cringes at me calling her Tonks, it would be unnoticeable by others but my bloodline grants me sharper senses than others. She leads me away from all the Slytherins.

"Um look Alex I uh… Jeez I can't believe I am saying this to a first year but. Look I'm sorry I misread what you wanted but everyone who has ever tried to flirt with me or date me has always, ALWAYS, wanted me to change my appearance to suit them. I have just come to expect it now."

"That is… Understandable. But I have never once asked you to change anything about yourself, as you may have noticed I mimicked you a bunch."

"Yea I know but with all my previous relationships that ended horribly plus you being a first year I didn't really think you were serious."

"Tonks, I'm a flirt, I am being completely honest with you" I lean against one of the post "If I see someone cute I will flirt with them, it is just something I learned. But if I say I like you I mean it. I like you Tonks."

"Alex our ages-"

"Listen I don't need you to date me now, even I admit I am a bit too young for that. But perhaps in my third year when I get permission to go to Hogsmeade you could come and tell me about how your Auror training is going"

"You remember that? I think I only mentioned that one time in passing"

"I pretty much remember everything I deem important. So are you at least willing to talk to me when I am older."

"… Sure Alex" She smiles. I think her hair may have switched to a different shade of pink "And hey if I am not seeing anyone and you are still interested I may even be your girlfriend when you get older."

"Sure thing Tonks." I kiss the back of her hand then I head back following the Slytherins who were being a bit slow.

~~~~

The next day at lunch "Look Harry I know Snape is your Uncle and all but I really did see him in the forest threatening Quirrell." I raised a brow. 'looks like Sev is getting an early start' I think to myself

Harry looks at me which causes Ron to also look at me "Hey don't look to mix me in all this. Maybe Snape was threatening him to hand over the Defense Against the Dark Arts class" Defense Against the Dark Arts my ass. Quirrell is more or less incompetent in teaching with that stutter of his. Plus from things I learned from the Ghost and Paintings Hogwarts DADA started declining more each year sometime in the 50's when each teacher only lasted a year.

Just another damn problem in the wards. A curse that brings bad luck to whoever teaches Defense Against the Dark Arts. The thing is the bad luck doesn't hit all at once, no it is subtle and builds up through out the year til finally on the last day, if you managed to stay long enough, it reaches a crescendo and you are almost certain to have an accident. It's actually a very impressive curse.

I know it is there. I have seen it but I don't have any skill to do anything about it yet. I may be better than most the students in this school but that isn't saying much when you know the classes have been stagnating and declining for years. I just don't have enough skill with Wards and Runes yet to fix something like that. Though Dumbledore should have done something about it already.

The Headmaster is of course keyed to the wards. He should know about the course unless he is as incompetent as I have seen so far. Which I am pretty sure is the second case. He probably doesn't want to believe there is a curse on the DADA position. More than likely he only messes with the wards briefly, like to let in that Cerberus, and doesn't do a diagnostic report on them to see if they are working right.

Oh when I turn fifteen this world better brace itself for the oncoming storm because I will not tolerate anymore of this f*ckery and incompetence!

Envy nudges me a bit from her little spot in my collar. Trying to get my mind off thesr thoughts she grows out a spider leg. Oh, yes, the Acromantula Nest. I pat Envy "Good Job Envy. Thanks for reminding me" I say over our mental link. She gets really happy about my praise.

Yes before the year is out I should see about making a deal with the Acromantula in the forest. But they better behave because Acromantula webbing may be magic resistant by it sure the hell isn't fire retardant! Speaking of, some places do eat spiders. I wonder what roasted Acromantula would taste like and could I sell it off as a delicacy? My mind went into business oppurtunity mode as I began to think which would be more profitable. Fried Acromantula or Acromantula Silk? Meh either way I am making some sort of profit from those eight legged freaks.

Alexander Prince is known as many things. Genius, Prodigy, Fighter, Demon and now one more is added to that list, Wizard. With friends in High Places and more in low how will the Uncrowned Prince change the wizarding world and are they ready? Also why is his new Half Brother so famous in this world?

The writing gets better at chapter 10.

[I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER]

Nor do I own the picture. Here is a link to the source that I found the image on all credit to the artist who made it none to me. Alexanders Hair is supposed to be black but I can't find a black haired Vergil anywhere and I can't draw or edit to save my life so yea...

https://www.zerochan.net/1506148

"Victor, you traitor. You dare to fight me back? Release my people, right now!" From the mouth of the woman came strange, manly voice. " Don't you understand, we can have it all? Eternity, wealth and power. I am almost done with preparations. Soon they will all join me and be my underlings. Can't you wait a bit?"
Victor looked at the woman that was held by his two servants and was about to be put inside casket as well. He stopped them with a wave of a hand. " Father, what you did was horrific. You used your powers to harm so many people, don't you feel absolutely any remorse?"
" Remorse? Do you feel that? You did the same. All those people in your cellar..." The voice chuckled sarcastically.
Victor smiled coldly and came closer to the woman. " Those people are all your underlings. You choose the worst human kinds to plant your bugs and promise them an eternity. But at the same time, you set them free, to continue their atrocities all over this world. To rule such people, I feel disgusted."
" Those people are easy to control. All they want to have their animalistic thirst soothed and they act as I want."
Victor couldn't believe how dumb those words sounded. " Father, do you even hear yourself. Those disgusting people can't be controlled. It is impossible as they already think irrationally. I have no idea what your bugs are doing, but definitely not giving you proper advice. Think please clearly. Its is not possible, definitely, completely, impossible to control a pack of those that can't control even themselves in their darkest desires.  Such people should be closed somewhere or killed." 
" But with the help of my bugs I can control them." A sigh came out that woman's mouth.
Victor shook his head. " I made many different experiments on those people. No matter what I did or what worm tried to do, those peoples mind was still clouded by their nasty desires for the destruction of anything normal. Most of the worms got even on end controlled by the strength of such dark thoughts. Sigh, literally, they controlled the worms you set in them. All that you have been doing for so long... Is wasted because of such a stupid idea. Try controlling them to stop doing dirty stuff and you will see what will happen. They will fight back. Father, tell me where you are, we are coming there and cleaning them up. I will try to save as many worms as we can. By the way, you became a grandfather. Please stop playing God and start acting your age. Mother is tired as well. Its been now hundreds of years isn't this game tiring now. Let humans live their life and let us start a new one..."
Woman silently looked at Victor and was about to speak as one of other men, controlled by the worms chuckled. " Even if he wanted to control us, now us too late. One of our people found a way how to control his mind. He actually listens to us, not another way around. We will wait for you in the City of Candia. Let's see what you can do, hahahaha."
Suddenly the woman shook her head and wanted to say something. Shock and despair showed on her face. " Son, I... can't... how is this possible... don't come... ahhh... their plan is to... " 
Suddenly her eyes turned up and she fainted. Victor quickly grabbed her into his arms and slowly put down on the floor. " Father... we will come and we will fight. You are really all fool, sight..." His words were whispered as he slowly took woman's body and gently put her inside the array.
Out her mouth scream came out and a small worm came out. He put her just so close to array just to get the worm out. One if man reached quickly into the array and got the worm out. He brought the worm towards Victor and smiled.
" Thank you for your help. Soon we will clean up this country." He turned his head towards the man that still had a complacent smile on his face and hit him with his foot towards the array. What he didn't expect was that suddenly a bolt of light would burn that man into a clump of slowly dying meat as soon he entered the array.
A child's voice sounded behind him and he slowly turned around. " Sigh. Brother, you are right. I am glad I met you. I would have attacked the wrong person. Everything has two sides of the story. I still feel like the worms are disgusting, sorry Victor." Isaa shook her body as she held Kendra's hand that coldly looked at the flabbergasted man standing there.
Victor was about to come near, but worms suddenly started screaming in him. He scrunched his eyebrows and was about to say something, but saw cold, ruthless eyes of the child in front of him. " Who are you two, actually."
, Kendra stepped forward. " We can't tell you who we are, not at the moment at least. But we are able to help you clean up the dirt of society. Now there is something I really am disgusted off, anything slimy. Sorry, but I put a shield around me just in case one of your "friends" planned to make a visit to my body."
On her face could be literally seen the disgust she could feel. Isaa patted her hand and turned her cute face towards Victor. " Sorry, my brother has some... dirt issues. Your wife and children are now safe. What is your plan?"
Kendra shook her head. " Plans can be changed, let's start from the beginning. Tell me about the bugs and why did they appear?"
Victor couldn't understand why but Kendra's calm voice gave him the certainty that these two children were not as simple as they seemed. They looked at him calmly as they knew something he didn't. Not only that, they gave him a feeling of pressure that is definitely scaring his bugs. He patted his chest and sighed.
" It seems we need to start from the beginning. The story is long tho..." Victor tried to explain them but got stunned when Kendra waved hand and tents, tables filled with food appeared and chairs to sit on. " Space... ?"
" Yes, by the chance our family gave us space trinkets. Or do you think we would survive from sun and rain? Not plants tho..." Isaa proudly showed her necklace and smiled brightly.
He gave up in asking questions. Space trinkets were extremely rare. If they had such things, it could only mean their background is definitely not simple. He sat, grabbed one of the chicken legs and started eating without restrain.
Kendra waved her hand and the two helpers sat down as well, digging into the food. The old rule, someone offers, sit and eat, you have no idea when is your next meal if you prepare for fight.
Kendra and Isaa sat down eating as well and waiting for him to start. He looked at them across the table and smiled. ''It all started when my father wanted to search some caves for new specimens of life, for his book he was writing..."

After Kendra Johnson lived her life under great difficulties she finally died and thought that was it.
But the fate made bet with her. 
She awakened in the body of a weak child that was close to dying. Should she take a chance and live this life with full breath?
Even tho the body was weak, but the mind of the person that already lived a full life.
''I will make my wishes come true.''
''I will travel the world and explore the continents.''
''I can understand all the languages? Great with me I don't need a damn translator.''
''I need money so let's dive to the depths of the ocean and look for 1000 years old pearls.''
There is this man who can't let go. 
There is the other who thinks he is important.
There are many birds and bees.
''But what I want is just travel around and one day find a quiet spot and enjoy my life.''
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This  IS original. 

NOT a translation. 

I planned to give you chapters that are long but ended up short. Why? Because it is paid by word count and the long chapters became too expensive.

.Should I change it? let me know :)

Took the picture from a free download from www.pixabay.com

For music, I often hear ---
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCjzHeG1KWoonmf9d5KBvSiw

 
At a child booth on the twentieth deck.
A cross-eyed kid was inside the booth, seated near the inglenook, but he wasn't eating anything like the rest of the children—all of whom were in germ-free clothes that not-so-nicely fit their lithe bodies. Today's menu had his favorite food, the vale sausage, but he was yet to put one on his plate.
"To speak fluently, you must work at using elision," the governess—the quintessential part of the child booth—was lecturing kids with her mellifluous voice even when they were eating and playing. She secretly dropped translucent effervescent pills in water to make it all fizzy and made sure that the children found the bubbling water by a fortunate stroke of serendipity, so she could grab their attention and lecture them briefly about it.
"Look! There are bubbles rising in the water!"
"Eh? What's this, teacher? Can we drink it?" many children gathered near the bucket of 'strange' water and peered at it with big eyes. The pet peacock raised by everyone in the booth also came and peeked into the bucket.
"It's called bubbling water," the governess expounded. "This phenomenon happens when you inject gases into liquids. Soda also looks like this. Consuming this type of drink often will create problems in your stomach. That is to say, your belly will bloat, and you will burp and fart more times per day."
"Aiyah! We don't want it!" the children spread out like chickens that feared their own crooked shadows. The peacock also ran off, flaunting its iridescent feathers.
"Hehe," the governess laughed within herself. "The tongue should indeed be feared more than the sword." Then she ran after a selective group of children and professed to them, "People with big bellies release a plethora of 'them' every day. So, learn the habit of watching out for the changes in your belly every single day!"
A child booth was a separate housing made just for children aged at or under seven years, and in some rare cases, eight years. Compared to a bread booth, a child booth was typically much bigger in size, and not just bread, but many other types of food were also made available to eat. Any deck usually had multiple child booths, but only one child booth on any deck was run directly by the authorities of the ship. This was called the Prime Child Booth. Every other child booth was run by private donations as still overseen by authorities themselves.
For the most part, children, who lost their parents or got abandoned, stayed in the chid booths, which also provided free accommodation. Their lifestyles in the child booths were not opulent by any means, but they weren't underprivileged either.
The only strict rule followed in the child booth was to not take food outside the booth and instead eat everything inside. This was done so that adults couldn't force children to bring them good food. If this rule was broken by a child, they would be sent away to another child booth, and if they repeated it three times, they would be kicked out, and no child booth on that deck would take them in anymore, thereby forcing them to leave the deck and move on to the other decks, the lower ones, in general, as they were too young to pass the deck tests. After all, a child born on the twentieth floor could freely travel to all the decks below that deck but had to pass the deck test of the floor they were born in if they wished to go to the upper decks.
"Beren, why aren't you eating anything?" a seven-year-old green-haired girl sat at the cross-eyed kid's table and gave him a demure smile, but he didn't reply. "Aren't you forgetting something?"
"Just leave me alone, Lima," Beren said in a disappointed voice.
"How can I? I just turned seven today. I'm at the same age as you," she kept on talking, without reading the other one's mood. "In a year, I'll be leaving this booth. Though I'm scared, I'm also excited. Aren't you getting fired up? As we promised to each other, we can explore all the decks on this ship, hear the Song of the Ship, and then see the world together! We should buy cakes for each other's birthday when we go out. We should see the blue skies and walk on the earth side by side. We should see snow and wet our feet with it. We should soak in the rain together and see the sunshine that follows it. We should visit a lagoon and play with the fish living there. Oh, and we should also go to that place where it rains silver. We should visit all the cities on land, skies, and seas. We should verify if Critter City is real or not. We should—"
Beren stood and ground his teeth in frustration, puzzling her. "Lima, I don't think I can keep that promise. And this Song of the Ship… is just a myth." Saying that he began to walk away. He thought back on how he promised her that he would always be with her whenever she witnessed a myth come true or something new and wonderful. And the memories only brought a shade of gray to his face. "Look for another partner."
Lima was left speechless and didn't move an inch while in her seat.
Another kid walked in and said, "You should have let the funny-eyed one be, Lima. Don't you know that his mom died today?"
"What?" Lima couldn't digest what she heard. She was busy in the booth, given it was her birthday. She stayed with the cook and made sure that the vale sausages were being cooked well because she knew it was Beren's favorite. She was immersed in perfecting everything to make the day as memorable as she can, but now, it ended up becoming an unforgettable day in an entirely different way.
Though the child booths offered good food, they never sponsored birthday cakes. Since nobody was allowed to sell most kinds of food on the lower decks, these children never got to taste cakes, let alone cut one for their birthday. If not for the adults talking about cakes, they wouldn't even be knowing about such things.
Now, after Beren had said those words, Lima couldn't imagine herself ever cutting a cake, much less the one that Beren bought for her. She couldn't help but feel at a loss, for she had met Beren's mother many times in the past. Even she didn't understand what was going through her mind at the time.
Meanwhile, on the twelfth deck.
A few seconds after Everna left the clinic, "How is he looking now?" Mulyk asked aloud from outside.
"He..." Hundred, who was looking at Lirzod, couldn't believe his eyes as Lirzod's skin glowed greatly, "he's shining like crazy!"
"Shining? Hmph, why wouldn't he?" Mulyk bit her lower lip. "Just tell him to come out already!" A scornful voice beat against his eardrums.
"Uh," Hundred fingered his ear, "but he's not awake."
"Huh? What do you mean?" Mulyk turned around and peeked inside only to see Lirzod laying on the bed. "Why's he napping? Wake him up!"
"He's not napping. It seems he was forced into a deep sleep."
"What?" she was initially discombobulated by his response, but then a knowing expression dawned on her visage.
"You told me to clean the room, didn't you?" Hundred said, "Let him rest till then."
Mulyk paused for a moment and then responded, "I have no problem as long as you clean it well enough that no cockroaches come near this clinic for many months. Otherwise, you will have to work as my assistant for a year!"
"Eh?" Hundred's heart almost stopped. "T-That's too much. How about a day?"
"Get to work. I'm not getting in until it's fully cleaned!" At that moment, Mulyk looked to her right, and Sariyu was drawing near on foot at a quick pace. After closing in, Sariyu entered the clinic without even glancing at Mulyk, which made her mildly snort, because what Sariyu did made it seem as if she was entering her own clinic.
777, on the other hand, was watching things from afar. If he got any closer, he was afraid that Mulyk would demand some coin for everything that had happened. Why's she standing outside? Is she waiting for me? He wondered.
"How is he?" Sariyu first asked Hundred and then looked at Lirzod.
"The jackanapes will not die, but he may need some rest.' That's what the monk said before she left," Hundred put the broom into motion.
"Monk?" Sariyu was surprised a bit but then smiled. "Did she call him a jackanapes? Haha, a fitting word for this presumptuous young 'un." She then quickly got herself under composure. "Ahem, can you brief me on what has happened?"
"Uh, sure," Hundred hesitated because he didn't know what exactly to say, but Sariyu took a seat and kept staring at him as if waiting for him to start. I think it's better if I skip the awkward moments.
At that moment, Sariyu's stomach grumbled a bit.
"Was that..." Hundred gave her a doubtful look.
"It's my stomach," Sariyu calmly replied.
A second of awkward silence passed in the room.
"And why are 'you' cleaning the room?" she asked.
He gave out a long sigh. "A lot has happened." He began to explain most of the events, and in the end, he managed to make her breath a sigh of relief, and that was when he understood that things took place the way she had wanted.
A few hours later.
Not far away from the clinic, two men were showcasing their skills with wooden swords while their pupils clapped in the background. They only had one customer, and it was 777. After they were finished with their display, the two men in decent clothes looked at 777 with a proud look.
"Wow! Superb, masters!"
"That was one of the best displays in recent times!"
The pupils, mostly young adults, kept on praising their two masters and made them lift their noses even high into the air.
"Not bad," 777 said, "but I don't think I'm going to join."
"Eh?" everyone was shocked.
The two masters quickly cleared their throats. "We'll reduce the fee by ten percent."
"No, not interested," 777's indifferent tone didn't change a bit.
"Twenty percent."
"No."
"A-All right. Thirty percent, and that's final!"
"No," 777 stressed his words a bit.
"Why?" However, they were persistent. "We thought you were interested in sword fighting?"
"Yes, but I don't think there is much to learn from you guys," 777 retorted, startling everyone. "Even fools won't waste one gold for nothing." Saying that he turned around.
Both the masters looked at each other and then glanced at their pupils, who immediately deciphered their looks and jumped in 777's way.
"Are you guys seriously doing this?" 777 glanced over his shoulder at the two masters.
"You think you can look down on us, Sword Morons[1], and leave without getting your skin sliced?" the masters snorted at him and tossed a wooden sword at his feet. "Let's see what you can do with the sword." They then looked at their pupils, "Show him who he has messed with, morons!"
"Yes, master morons!" all the pupils got into stances with their wooden swords, but 777, on the other hand, didn't move an inch.
"What are you doing?" one of the masters asked. "Pick it up."
777, however, stayed silent.
"You think we're not being serious?" the masters barked, and then waved their hands in sync. "Beat this bastard to his knees!"
All the pupils, five in total, attacked 777 from every direction.
Five thick wooden swords smacked his body at various places and served more as sticks rather than swords. Even after receiving more than ten blows from each pupil, he didn't flinch. One of the pupils then struck 777's head from the front, making him fall backward, but he still managed to stand on his feet; however, four more swords simultaneously struck the top of his head, causing him to crash onto the floor on all fours. A stream of blood dripped down the backside of 777's ears, but his eyes were still open and eyed the wooden sword on the floor.
"Hehe," the two masters snickered from the sidelines while standing in a confident posture. "It looks like our pupils will gain a team technique today, thanks to you."
The pupils then resumed to strike 777's back and didn't stop even after he hugged the floor.
"Stop hitting him!" a pressing voice made the pupils stop and look in the direction of the source, and there was a brown-haired child who was looking right at them, but none of them could tell who exactly he was looking at, because the child was cross-eyed. "I don't know why you're beating him, but…" he looked at 777, who was coughing up blood, "haven't you already done enough?"
One of the pupils walked over to the boy and turned him in the other direction and pushed him forward. "Go mind your own minute business, brat."
The cross-eyed kid, Beren, turned back right away. "Will you let him go?"
"Are you looking to get beaten or what? Where are you even looking at? I can't tell at all." The pupil enlarged his eyes, "Didn't you hear what I just said?"
Blood rushed through Beren's heart, and he could hear his own heart thumping, "D-Didn't you hear what I said?"
The eyes of the pupils bulged out from stupefaction. "You're courting death, kid!"
"Y-You're courting death, adults."
The pupils felt like boulders fell on their heads. "You little�� you sure can send back our words, but let's see if you can send back our attacks as well!" the pupils all jumped at him, startling the heck out of Beren. "
"Stop!" the two masters' voices halted their pupils. "You morons want to disgrace our training center by bullying a kid?"
"B-But, master morons, he's mouthy. His tongue needs treatment."
"Just kick that pushy kid away, and then focus on taking care of this fool," they pointed toward 777 and made their priorities clear.
"Y-Yes, master morons." One of the pupils walked up to the kid. "You heard our masters. If you scram right away, I'll not touch you."
Though Beren was literally shivering in his poor sandals, he didn't move an inch. "W-Would you let that man go if I leave?"
"Of course…�� the pupil said and smiled cockily. "No."
"Then I'm not moving," Beren voiced his mind without showing fear on his face.
"You…" the pupil ground his teeth. If he didn't move the kid away quickly, he would have to face the swords of his masters later, so he raised his hand high for a slap into the kid's face, but just as his hand descended, the corner of his eye caught some movement on the floor and looked to the side. There was something crawling on the floor. A moment later, his lips curled up into a smile, and he asked. "How old are you?"
"Eight years!" Beren said, as his birthday was nearing.
"Oh…" the pupil suddenly pointed his finger to his left. "Look there, kid! That's a snake." 
"Snake? What's that?" Beren looked to his right and saw a snake slowly crawling at the corner of the street. "It's moving a bit fast, but it's only a big worm."
"No, it's not a worm but a snake. It's much more capable than a worm. It may give you knowledge."
"Knowledge?" the kid was surprised. "Really?"
"Yeah. There is a legend that some snakes can transfer some of their knowledge through a bite. You just go and stand in their path."
"Bite?" Beren paused briefly. "D-Does it hurt?"
"A little, but it's a bearable pain. If you want us to free that man, then you should bear at least that much pain. Also, the pain's really nothing compared to what comes next."
Beren suddenly stood straight. "I'll do it."
Right after Beren said that, 777 looked at the kid while still lying on the floor.
"Good," the pupil was full of smiles. "Now go before the snake slithers out of sight!"
"Yes." Beren was about to go, but then stopped and asked, "But what about you guys? Don't you want to gain some knowledge as well?"
The pupil's shoulders jerked a little, but then he smiled and said, "We are all adults. Not just any snake can give us knowledge."
"Oh, I see," Beren nodded. "Thanks for the information." He began to walk straight toward the snake. (Maybe after I get some knowledge, people might no longer make fun of my eyes. I can share that knowledge with Lima, too.)
The pupil who sent Beren to the snake came back to other pupils, and they all began to smile as if they were being entertained. The two masters also watched with inquisitiveness.
..............
[1] Sword Morons: It's a sword-art training center that has ten pupils. Its two masters dream of giving competition to Drill Hall, which is why they established their center on the other side of the road to the entrance of Drill Hall; however, after their pupils lost to the pupils of Sean, they were forced to change their center name from Sword Majesties to Sword Morons as per agreement beforehand.

Driven by the desire to meet a billion beauties from a million dwellings, Lirzod of the obscure Faceless Clan, a trusty youngster with a heart full of up-front feelings, embarks on an expedition together with two friends—or followers as he’d love to chaff around folks—to join a sect of repute and pick up his people’s place in the pecking order of earthly assemblies. On his extensive quest owing-to and for love, he discovers aplenty—the unkind darkness dancing amok under heaven, puppeteering cut-throat characters with undreamed-of abilities to act against the wellbeing of the wanting ones. How will Lirzod find his place let alone love in a realm largely ruled by reprobates and scallywags of sundry sorts? And what ensues from his endeavors? Hold your breath, and bear witness to his boundless undertakings.

"When I flap my wings, my foes lose their feathers." — Lirzod Basha.

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Sirius uses the remaking of Hogwarts as a sign by mother magic that we as a society need to reform. He points out that the new castle is a mixture of the good points of different architecture and that they as a magical community needed to implement that maintaining tolerance towards non-purebloods.
Lots of bias legislation reversed, Dumbledore tries to use Hogwarts as positive publicity but gets slammed down by the alliance since he was also transported out with the respective students.
Lots of politics in the wizenagemot. Sirius gets lots of positive publicity, slowly falls in love with Amelia Bones. Amelia bones in the list of people who knew Harold James Potter was back in the wizarding world(but not of benjamin sterling). Sirius gets back bike from Hagrid, repairs with the help of harry. Harry introduces new bikes and suggests a custom bike made together with Sirius and Harry for Hagrid, for being such a pure person and accepting Sirius innocence right after the trial. 
Volume 2 Hogwarts
Replacing the Elf at the lighthouse and excellent acting by Harold to keep acting like original Harry with Hagrid, get 'introduced to Sirius' during shopping, get Brown owl gift by Hagrid name, Artemis.
Reintroduction to original characters that have changed due to the primary school, a truly Slytherin Malfoy who acts like a jerk for appearances but is a good guy inside. A Ron Weasley who was not too lazy and tried to keep the scholarship, but still went fanboy over quidditch, Hermione granger who learnt and follows wizarding customs and read the book of the introduction of the magical world to First generations magicals by Benjamin Sterling. Beautiful Hermione due to magical shampoo and fixed teeth found insecurities due to passive legillimency by Harold. Susan Bones who is more like Amelia but is a lot smarter due to Harold. Neville who is more like a brother to Harold. A healer aiming Hannah. Similar sorting to the story, but with some changes as Dumbledore cannot influence sorting anymore and sorting hat had been sorting without consideration of blood status and did the work that it was supposed to.
Harry helps friends with training teaches Hermione Occulumency, Hermione reveals heir of Dagworth-granger extraordinary society of potioneers. He offers lady training. Slowly getting close to Hermione. Jealous Susan, but Harold consoles. Quirrel did not break into Gringotts because he saw that the stone was removed. Wards reject and exorcise Quirrel, Quirrel dies Voldemort escapes. Hermione slowly integrates into friend circle and gets accepted by everyone. Slowly her insecurities are cured.
year 1, and 2 are exploring new Hogwarts and making a new Marauders map together with the twins because the old map shows the old layout of the castle, exploring the new secrets of the castle and trips and tricks. Harold does a lot of publicity to make the image of Harry Potter in common peoples mind closer to reality.
Year 3 worm tail escapes, similar to the original story except this time worm tail has come to kill him. Stopped, but escaped.
 Year 4 similar to the book, except friendship of the contestants by second task becoming good friends. Harold sits down with current Love interests (Hermione, Susan, Ginny, Daphne) and decides on a Harem since he has to maintain and operate his Main bloodlines. Hermione for Potter, Ginny for Gryffindor, Susan for Peverell, Daphne for Slytherin.  As for Evans he made it Matriarchial and decided that he would name one of his future daughters as an Heir.
The killing of resurrected Voldemort at the graveyard at one swoop capturing all the summoned death eaters.
Continuing through Hogwarts, Post Hogwarts, reform for university-level studies in magic, reform Hogwarts courses.
 The magical world discovered by the non-magical world, Magical world ready for war. Holds all countries hostage by capturing all nuclear warheads across the world. Makes NoMags Clear the African Continent. All Non-magicals in the African continent are Shifted throughout the world. All Magical governments unite to form a Magical Federation, Federation demands that all magical Children found in any country are the population of the new magical federation. Africa is populated purely by magicals. New Governmental structure, maintains status quo with the rest of the world, while slowly repairing the African continent and making it a magical animal sanctuary. Repairing forests, stopping desert expansion, etc.

Young Harry Potter, 6-years old is accidentally killed by his uncle due to abuse. Now to fulfill Harry Potter's destiny, Harold Evans is chosen to fuse with Harry's remnant soul. The Library of Heavens Magic Path chooses the newly fused Harold James Potter as its host. Watch as he uses it to turn the world upside down. (I do not own either Harry Potter or LOHP). Recreated to join the Harry Potter Contest.

Othello and James ate in silence which was broke by James "What are you doing for the fair today." Othello knew he only had a couple of copper shillings in his bag but he didn't know what to buy with them he would have to thoroughly go through the shops that would soon be set up all along the street as well as manage there shop too.The sun was slowly beginning to rise over the Bear Claw mountains and people began to enter their town as Othello watched the merchants carts enter and set up he began to wonder thru the town and look at all the things he may be able to buy tho he did not have much money he still had his eyes on a leather jacket that would surly keep him worm in the winter.Othello went back to where James had set up there stand at the front of the entrance knowing that they did not have anything as good as the others he was sure he could get a few people to glance at the items for sail if they did not see other peoples stands it was a smart strategy that they had used every year and succeeded.As the time flew by Othello saw more and more people entering the small village like an endless line but there was one man that caught his attention he was on what looked like a fairly new horse but it was covered in old rundown bags and sacks but there was one that looked like a old book that would be handed down to a royals child and that instantly caught his attention.Othello slowly began to walk over to the man that was setting up his small stand on what looked like a carpet made of bare fur "Anything that looks interesting to you young man" and Othello flinched at the unexpected words but still gave a response "The book" tho's where the only words Othello managed to mutter out.The man seamed to be in his late 30's and was bulk with broad shoulders which told Othello that he has been in many fights in the past and that gave him a chill down his spine tho Othello was a well fit boy as well and had been in many fight himself but the man in front of him was well beyond that.

a young boy journey's thru a land filled with hate for the weak and the pore but the young boys finds himself at the walls of a grate school for tho's who are talented and this is just the beginning of his long filed journey with his new found friends.

Dudian and the rest had already cleaned themselves and put on new clothes. He was sitting on the bed and chatting with Mason. 

    The basement's door was pushed open as a team of people came in. There were six people. Four guards from the church were escorting two people who were wearing white gowns. They had white masks on their face and were carrying their own medical boxes. 

    "Everyone is ready to be examined?! Strip your clothes!" One of the guards shouted.

    Scott has repeatedly experienced this beforehand. So he took them off as they were ordered. Mason and Dudian who saw Scott followed him by taking off their clothes one by one. Fortunately, both of the doctors were men. Or else they would be shy and embarrassed by being naked in front of the opposite sex. 

    "Turn to sides."

    "Well, turn around."

    Doctors stood outside the iron cage and inspected them one by one. 

    Dudian and others followed their orders and turned their bodies according to doctor's orders. 

    "What is this injury?" The doctor asked as he pointed to the scar on Mason's back.

    Mason quickly answered: "It is a scratch that happened because of friction when moving things. Its been there for a long time!"

    The doctor nodded as he carefully looked at the scar. Later he made a record in the book on his hand: "Scar at the back. Injury time, speculated to be more than four years. Determined that there is no infection. "

    Finished, continue to look at the next one.

    "Huh!" Suddenly, another doctor shouted in fear while staring at blood-like red marks at Dudian's chest. He leaned to the iron pillor to look carefully. He was surprised as he said: "Magic marks?" 

    The other doctor who heard his words also froze for a moment and immediately turned to check. 

    Dudian's heart moved. "Magic marks? Do they know about this?" 

    Scott who was next to Dudian was stunned as he said: "Magic marks? Dean has magic marks?" 

    Dudian didn't think that Scott knew this thing. Looking at his appearance Scott didn't seem to recognize the red marks on his chest. Most probably he had heard about 'magic marks' thing but never saw any. 

   Both doctors were staring at Dudian in amazement: "How could you?! You are a scavenger. How will you have magic marks?" 

    Dudian was also puzzled: "What is the magic marks?

    Scott had already noticed the strange looks from both doctors. He heard Dudian's question and immediately said: "Dean, " magic marks" appear on hunters. It is the root cause why hunter's are far stronger than scavengers. Magic marks grant exclusive powers to hunters. It is said that the variety of amazing abilities come with different magic marks. Some hunters can make metal corrode, while other's can percieve everything in their perspective... All these capabilities are the result of magic marks! "

    He looked at Dudian's chest and saw the blood-red tissues that were above it: "I did not expect that magic marks looks like this. Dean, you were born with magic marks so no wonder your strength was so strong. You are a hunter! "

    He looked at Dudian with full of envy but he was not jealous. Because he knew that not everyone was blessed with magic marks. 

    Dudian was stunned.

    Scars that form after the worm drills into the body is called magic marks? 

    Every hunter has them?

    So, isn't he considered a true hunter now? 

    Both doctors deeply looked at Dudian. One of them said: "Even though we don't know how the magic marks had appeared on your chest, but it should be related to your body. Is it alright if we test your body?"

    Dudian has long been worried about the hidden dangers of the worm so he immediately agreed.: "I'll be troubling you two." 

    "Do not bother! If the test result are as we expected and confirm you as a hunter then you don't have to be polite with us." The attitude of the doctors were modest and there were smiles on their faces. 

    Dudian suddenly realized the gap between hunters and scavengers. His heart was relieved too. Since the other hunters have magic marks too, then he would not stand out. As a result there should not be any hidden dangers.

   Dudian put his arm out from the gap of the iron pillars to make it easier for doctors to do the check up. One of the doctors pulled out a small glass from the medical box. It was the radiometer. 

    Dudian understood that they want to test his body's radiation leve. So he speculated that the hunters who had magic marks on them had radiation value lower than normal people was because of them. After all, the biggest difference between hunters and scavengers was their radiation value not strength! 

    Soon, the doctor extracted blood from Dudian's fingers and dropped onto radiometer for measurement. 

    Dudian's vision was completely different from his original condition. He saw a small red line that slowly crawled up a bit but then softly slide down. This time he clearly saw that this red line was a hair-like worm! 

    So each radiometer has such a worm inside? 

    No wonder, in this era where technology was so behind, to measure the radiation content of human body they were using such mysterious small worms. Most of these worms, even the one that was used to check him in the hunter castle, could induce the radiation levels. 

    "Soo low!" Both doctors responded at the same time because of radiometer's results. Both were surprised as they dawn over to see the exactly value of the radiation content. "No wonder, there was a magic mark in his body." They secretly thought.

    However, they couldn't understand how come Dudian was allocated to scavengers group? Was it the error of the consortium? 

    They didn't dare to think about the reasons. After all, this matter is decided on top and had nothing to do with them. As long as they did their job, they wouldn't be concerned with anything else. 

    "Well, we'll submit the results!" one of the doctors told Dudian politely: "You have a hunter 's body. I  believe in short time you will be promoted by the consortium. I would like to congratulate you in advance!"

    Dudian saw the change in their attitudes. He was not used to something like that when people sucked up to him. But he thought that this is how the world worker so he didn't think it was hypocritical. He frankly answered: "Thank you two."

   Both of the doctors smiled then turned to check the rest. After the recorded the details of the check up they left the basement with four guards. 

    "Dean you have became a hunter!" Scott said to Dudian as the doctors and guards left. There was pleasant surprise reflected in his eyes. Moreover it was a heaven-sent opportunity to be in close contact with a hunter. If he could get close to Dudian, then his future will be better than many. Moreover as long as Dudian backed him up a bit in the future his scavenging results would improve a lot! 

    It was reality. It was the hunter's influence!

    Mason, Zach and Sham were equally surprised to find out that Dudian was hunter. They were envious and happy for him. 

    "We have a patron!... haha... " Mason laughed out loud.

    Zach said: "Did not expect that Dean would mysteriously become a hunter. I suspect that it was because of the coma!"

Sham added: "Dean has long been known as a seed of the training group. As long as he had good performance sooner or later he would have the opportunity to become a hunter. I didn't think that he would become one know. Still so young, I don't know what kind of reward the consortium will give to Dean."

    They were excited.

    Dudian looked at their happy faces. He touched his chest. It seems that the hunter tried to ambush the beast mostly for the worms. However if that hunter had magic marks, then why would he be after it? Could it be that even if you have magic marks, you can use others to enhance or increase your abilities? 

    Speaking of ability, he thought of his super smell.

    This should be his magic mark exclusive ability.

    Dudian thought of Scott 's words and asked him, "Do you know what the hunter' s magic marks are? What are their general ability? Would it be threat to me?"

    Scott scratched his head in ignorance: "I only know few things. I heard that there are a wide variety of abilities.  It shouldn't be a threat to you... To tell the truth I don't know much. After you are promoted to a hunter status by the consortium, someone will inform you about specifics."

    Dudian thought the same way...

    ...

    ...


Catastrophe erupted, it was the end of the world.
Survivors were surrounded by the impregnable wall, a new order was established...
The desire for power, faith, and darkness pervaded each other, layer upon layer of brands imprinted in every corner of the heart.
The virus wreaked havoc, were these humans' true colors?
"I unexpectedly survive, I want to live." –Du Dian

Pinta took a deep breath as she looked at the figure of Sarah who nodded at her. She hesitated for a couple of seconds before throwing the stone towards the Spear-Tailed Goat. The stone missed its target by a wide margin and impacted on the rock behind it, producing a loud sound.

The ears of the Spear-Tailed Goat twitched in alarm as it swerved its head in the direction of the sound. The Spear-Tailed Goat noticed the stone when it dropped to the ground after its impact. Its ears then turned sideways and captured faint rustling sounds behind it. Its hooves stomped into the ground while the nerves in its hind legs contracted, making the Spear-Tailed Goat jump in the air and perform a 180-degree turn.

It captured the sight of Pinta in its vision and took a couple of steps back in alarm. It slightly folded its forelegs while its hind legs looked fully bent, preparing to launch a counterattack anytime. Energy rushed into the spiralled horn on its head as the Spear-Tailed Goat launched itself towards its target, all the while, its ears were paying attention to its surroundings for a possible ambush.

"Yaaaaaa!" Pinta shouted and crouched down on all fours, giving the feeling akin to a feral beast preparing for an attack. Her back was soaked with sweat while her limbs were trembling due to fear as she saw the charging Spear-Tailed Goat. She also noticed a faint amount of energy entering its tail in order to guard against for an ambush.

During its charge, a formless heat suddenly enveloped its head, penetrating into each and every cell. The heat enveloped its eyes, ears, nose, brain, etc. Hot air entered its lungs when it took a breath, its eyes began to bleed as the tiny capillaries in it burst, and its thought process came to a halt due to the overheating of its brain.

It was at this time a blinding beam of light impacted its strained eyes, blinding it instantly. The response stimulus clocked its brain into overdrive while the heat further worsened the situation.

The Spear-Tailed Goat lost control over its energy as the spiralled horn on its head expanded to 2 Dobin in an instant. The sudden increase in weight on its head broke its balance when a tremendous force impacted on its lower jaw, twisting its neck in the process.

The Spear-Tailed Goat fell on the ground, its head twisted for a quarter-circle while blood leaked out of its orifices. Its legs twitched a couple of times before coming to a still. A gush of hot air leaked out of its nose, without any sign of inhalation. The Spear-Tailed Goat had lost all signs of life.

"S-Success!" Cailey ran out from behind the rock and rushed towards Sarah. She jumped at the latter and hugged her. The two lost balance and fell on the body of the Spear-Tailed Goat, using its soft fur to cushion their fall.

"Thankfully, it went as planned," Sarah replied while taking deep breaths to control her beating heart. It felt like her heart would leap out of her throat if she left it to its devices.

Cailey got up and stood atop the head of the Spear-Tailed Goat, striking a victory pose. She then noticed the figure of Pinta, still remaining in her battle posture like a feral animal. Cailey's mouth curled up like a cat that found a rat to play with as she jumped down and walked towards the crouched lady.

"Why is our shining war maiden still in such a crouched position? Aren't we supposed to be striking a victory pose together as a team?" Cailey stood before Pinta, an arm's reach separating the two.

"I…I am j-just alert for an enemy ambush. Y-You know how people generally become relaxed after victory." Pinta said, straining her neck to look into the eyes of the person before her.

"Ho, ho?" Cailey sneered as she lightly nudged the left hand of Pinta, moving it a little towards her right.

"Guek" Her body lost balance as Pinta face slammed into the ground.  A couple of Ticks later, her body began to shiver uncontrollably. A moment later, their surroundings were filled with the cries of a girl whose limbs had petrified due to fear. There was also a burst of laughter mixed within the cries, drowning out the sounds of the rustling of the leaves.
…
In a meadow, before a Rat Head, there were the bodies of hundreds of children strewn across the floor. Some were bleeding, some had lost their limbs, but many were dead. There were also occasional sightings of the dead bodies of Spear-Tailed Goats on the meadow, maimed under a variety of abilities.

"Something's wrong!"

"Why is the dungeon gate not working?"

A team of 30 survivors huddled atop the Rat Head and screamed in fright. Below them were hundreds of Spear-Tailed Goats roaming around, munching on the human bodies. When they tried to enter the Rat Head to escape the dungeon, they found out to their demise that a formless force prevented them from stepping through it.

"Aren't they supposed to be herbivores? Why are they eating flesh?" A yellow-haired boy screamed. He felt helpless, just like the others atop the Rat Head. They had already depleted their energy reserves before climbing up the Rat Head. With their means of energy replenishment unavailable and their escape routes cut-off, they were just sitting ducks.

This 1000 man dungeon was regularly used by the Hunter Guild to conduct its tests due to the following reasons: one, it could allow 1000 level 1 warriors to enter at a time. Two, the monsters inhabiting the dungeon were herbivores; making it a relatively low-risk dungeon. Three, due to the contract with the Dungeon Lord, it wasn't mandatory to defeat the dungeon Boss to clear the dungeon. Four, using their own teams composed of level 1 warriors carrying various Artifacts, they had already sealed the dungeon Boss prior to the test.

Moreover, the Entry/Exit gate could be accessed at any time from the dungeon. Meaning, if a group of people felt that the dungeon was too difficult for them, they could retreat through the dungeon gate. The dungeon gate only limits the maximum number of people that could stay within a dungeon but doesn't restrict the traffic as long as they belonged to the specified level.

But, something had happened in their dungeon gate that prevented their exit. This was the reason they had faced such adverse casualties and had to resort to climbing the Rat Head to prolong their survival chances.

At first, when the people noticed the herd of Spear-Tailed Goats rushing towards them like a stampede, many were apprehensive about confronting them head-on. But, there was still enough distance between the two for them to retreat to an advantageous territory.

It was then; a group of five people shouted the name of the 'Morbid Reincarnator' and committed suicide by impaling their hearts. A black fog spread through the surroundings after their deaths that impacted the judgement abilities of the children. What followed next was a one-sided massacre as the Spear-Tailed Goats behaved like carnivorous creatures that desired flesh.
…
At the peak of the rocky hill, within a certain stalactite filled cave, a huge beast slumbered. Its eyes were closed while its chest area slowly expanded and contracted. Even while it slept, it exuded a formless pressure into the surroundings. Chains were wrapped around its limbs while an energy barrier encased the spiralled horn above its head. It was the dungeon Boss, a monster many times stronger than a level 1 monster.

A figure walked into the cave, dressed in the same white garment worn by the others. He stopped a distance before the beast and fished out a small worm from his pocket. The worm looked like a caterpillar with wings attached to its back while various runes covered its body. On its wings, various lines filled with energy crisscrossed together to invoke a strange feeling of distortion.

The boy who looked no longer than 10 years old set the worm free; he then took a deep breath and fished out a pen from his pocket. The pen looked like an Artifact as the boy inserted his energy into it and began to draw a small circle on the ground. After the circle was completed, he drew another tiny circle above it and drew a small straight line that connected the two.
 
Feeling the energy drain, the boy sat down and scooped out the Energy Berries from a bag. There were 30 Energy Berries in total. The boy swallowed one and placed the rest within the smaller circle while he saw down within the larger circle.

The worm looked dead as it lay on the ground, motionless. The boy placed it atop the pile of Energy Berries and took a glance at the slumbering beast. The boy used the palm of his left hand to cover his eyes while he placed the palm of his right hand atop his heart and tapped it twice.

"May the Morbid Reincarnator liberate our constricted lives." The boy held the pen in his right hand and pierced it into his heart. He let out a scream of pain as blood gushed out profusely. In a matter of Ticks, the eyes of the boy lost its lustre as his screams came to a pause. The blood rushing out of his body turned white as the energy in his body was drained. His body then began to melt into a puddle that corroded the ground.

The larger circle lit up with light and contained the destruction while seemingly directing the pool of blood towards the smaller circle through the straight line in the middle. The blood turned dark yellow as it entered the smaller circle and began to melt the Energy Berries.

The Energy Berries soon melted into the mixture and turned it light blue as it gushed into the body of the worm. The worm slowly began to grow in size as it voraciously devoured all the blue liquid before the circle of light encasing it turned dim and vanished into specks of light.

The worm that was now the size of the boy's arm crawled towards the sealed beast; its eyes still displaying that vacant gaze. The moment it neared the beast, the walls within the cave lit up as countless runes flashed into life and invoked a formless pressure that sought to pulverise the worm.

The wings on the worm lip up as it began to absorb all the energy in the surroundings. The pressure applied by the runes began to considerably decrease as the energy they sourced from was being leeched by the worm. The runes engraved across its body lit up in response and manifested into life. They pounced upon the runes engraved into the walls and began to devour them. Using the energy of their opponents, they grew stronger while their opponents became weaker, eventually getting destroyed.

The eyes of the beast shot open as it trembled with fear. The fur on its body inflated like a balloon while it tried to rouse the energy dormant in its body. Its eyes trailed the figure of the worm that slithered towards it while using all means to break free of its restrains. Everywhere the worm moved, the runes inscribed into the wall alongside it shattered.

The beast roared in pain as the worm drilled into its body and began to consume its flesh and blood. A faint instinct of it also warned of its existence being consumed by the invader. The howls of a monster echoed within the cave which was soon drowned by munching sounds that were as if a monstrous predator was snapping bones and chewing on them.

A conspiracy claims the life of her only family member. Hiding her past as the daughter of a Pirate, Sarah Washer sought to infiltrate into Noble society in order to unravel the culprit and the incidents surrounding her father's death.

In a fantasy world where people were capable of performing superhuman feats and where magic, artifacts, mysticism, and dungeons intertwined to complicate all life, Sarah must strive for a pathway to her revenge.

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