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It has been a few months since I turned 4, and it is 1 month until Mina turns 4. Our parents are hoping that I awaken a quirk, to the point of looking visibly worried the more time that passes without me awakening it. I however, was not worried a bit. I assume that getting a custom quirk, and a powerful one at that, will take some time.
I have been able to do minor telekinesis, gravity manipulation, telepathy, and I noticed an increase in strength. My limits of the telekinesis is about the size and weight of an average book. The limit of what I've been able to manipulate gravity is my own body. With the telepathy, I can only hear the surface thoughts of the people in a 5 foot radius of himself. My strength is about the average 10 year old.

3rd person POV
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In a daycare, with lots of colors around the room, sat Azreal coloring on a paper in a book he brought from home. It seemed like he was doing what a regular kid would do, and was coloring inside a coloring book. Of course it wasn't the truth. In reality, Azreal was trying to write a song he was working on in his previous life, but never was able to finish it. Azreal trying to concentrate solely on his song writing didn't notice a voice behind him.
"...."
Not hearing the person, they start to get irritated. Tapping on Azreal's shoulder, to get his attention, They start speaking again.
"Hey, whatcha doin'?"
Azreal finally noticed them, due to the tapping on his shoulder. He turned around to see a little girl that looked to be around his age. She had dark black hair, forest green eyes, and pale white skin. She was wearing a green colored dress with a lighter green to accent it.
Hearing what she said, he had a brief flashback of his last life. The flashback was from an old cartoon he used to watch that had a girl who always said that. Thankfully, with the sage force, it only took a second making it seem like nothing happened on the outside.
"Sorry, I didn't hear what you said. Do you mind repeating what you said?" Azreal had to ask. He couldn't do a give me a moment, and has a short flashback to remember what was just said. Azreal hopes to be able to do it by the time he gets to U.A.
"I said, Whatcha Doin'?"She replied visibly annoyed.
"I'm just drawing in my coloring book."
"Give it to me!"
"Why?"
"Because I want to see it!"
"No, it's mine!" 'She is an extremely spoiled child.' Azreal decided.
Still wanting the book, she reached for it. Azreal kept it out of her reach, though.
"What's going on over here?" A stern voice sounded from beside them. Turning around they saw the assistant teacher standing over them.
"He's not sharing the book, and being a meanie."
"But I-" Azreal responded before getting interrupted by the teacher.
"No, Azreal, you need to learn to share the toys. Now apologize to Iana."
"..." Seeing how easy Iana got her way left him shocked.
"Azreal?" The teacher questioned.
Deciding that he won't win he relented. "I'm sorry Iana."
Hearing his defeat, Iana smiles and quickly reaches for the book. Due to Azreal being distracted by the teacher, she was able to take it.
Smiling to herself, she starts to run off, laughing. The teacher stares at Iana, discovering that she was played.
If she opens it, then it'll be very obvious, that Azreal is not a regular baby. The main problem with people thinking that he isn't normal is them believing that being smarter than others is his quirk. It will bring a lot of unnecessary trouble when he awakens his real quirk.
Reaching out wanting to get his book back, but she was just slightly out of reach. Taking a step forward, he reached for it again. This time, though, when he did, Iana dropped the book. Grabbing the book from the floor, before she can take it again, the book almost seemed to go instinctively towards him. It was closer to Azreal than it was to Iana, when he grabbed it.
'Hmm, if this is what I think it is, then I need to do some tests.'
Due to the ruckus Iana caused when trying to get the book, the other teacher noticed. "What happened over here, Ms. Zias?"
"Well..." The assistant teacher, named Ms. Zias, said.
"Ms. Zias, please tell me that you didn't judge the situation on your bias, again..."
"Well..."
"*Sigh* Just tell me what happened." The main teacher told Ms. Zias, while pinching the bridge of her nose.
"Ok. When I came over I saw Azreal here, keeping little Iana from a book. So, I intervened. I asked what happened, and Iana told me that Azreal was refusing to share a book we have, and that he was being mean to her. So, I started-" Ms. Zias was able to say before getting cut off.
"Wait, you listened to Iana only? What about Azreal?"
"I assumed he was in the wrong."
"You need to listen to others perspectives. Sometimes the boy isn't in the wrong."
"But-"
"No buts. I understand that 'He' was in the wrong, but you can't take it up with every boy, especially kids who don't even know the difference between genders, besides cooties. I'll finish up here for you, but could you keep an eye on the kids at the bathrooms?"
What they didn't know was that Azreal understood their whole conversation. 'Wow, I just thought she was one of those annoying teachers, that treats certain kids unfairly... There is no telling who a person is without getting to know them.'
Ms. Zias starts to walk to the kids who went to the bathroom, but was still able to hear the other teacher say, "I don't blame you Mia, remember that." Ms. Zias turned her head to see her teaching partner, to nod in understanding.
Azreal let out a small smile, thankfully unnoticed by the others, 'I forgive you, Ms. Zias. I won't hold a grudge on you.'
After the main teacher gave a warning to Iana to not try to steal other people's things. Azreal was able to continue to write in his book. Thankfully, there were some black pages, that he could write in clearly.
Mina came over a bit later. They were close enough in age, that they were able to be in the same class.
"Hey, Az!"
"Hey." He answered. Az is a nickname she gave Azreal when they were little because she couldn't say Azreal properly, and it just continued. Their parents think it is cute, and Azreal doesn't mind. It became her own little name for him. To be honest, he is just glad that she hasn't decided to use Azzy, that will be a big hit to the pride he has as a man.
"So," She started hearing a pause. "What are you doing?"
"I'm writing a bit of a small story."
"What is it about?"
"Well, I'm not really sure yet. I'm seeing where it takes me."
"Oh, ok. Let me know when you finish it."
"I will, Mina." What Azreal is writing is more along the lines of a song than a real story, but he is trying to write it as a song containing a story in it. If he told her he was writing a song, then she will go trying to brag about me doing it, but he would rather it be a secret.
"It is almost snack time, want to come with me to get some? I heard they are giving out brownies today!"
Letting out a chuckle, he replied, "Yeah, I heard that, too. Let's go." After hearing him, she took his arm and takes off to the snack section.

Azreal POV
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It has been about a month since that event, and there has been some discoveries. Mainly based on my quirk. It seems that when I reached for my book, I was summoning it. Well, I was in the process of summoning it. At first, I thought that I'll only be able to summon books of magic, but now, I believe I could summon any book. I'll still need to do more experimenting, but I plan on showing my parents and Mina when they come back from a celebrating day for her since it is her birthday. They let me with a babysitter to celebrate with her, I think they are hoping for her to show her quirk, while out. I mean, they hope she has more than just her mutant quirk. They did the same thing with me during my birth month, but they didn't do it for any of my others.
Right now, I am reading some of my dad's cooking books. I am hoping to find a great chocolate cake for Mina's birthday. She is obsessed with chocolate. I believe she is going to have a chocolate stash in her bag when we go to U.A. Back to the book, though. I have found a few, but there is only one that we have all the ingredients for. Thankfully, the cake that I believe Mina would like the best is the same one that we have the ingredients for.
Just then, I hear the door start to open. Coming out of the kitchen, I see Mina with a smile covering her face. She runs up to me, completely oblivious to the tired expressions of our parents that I was able to see. I can't really blame them, though. Mina is a handful, and them trying to see if she will awaken her quirk is pretty normal for parents after quirks started appearing. They just want to see the best for their children.
"Hey, Az!" She says to me when she gets right in front of me.
"Hey Mina, I was looking at some books, and I think I found a chocolate cake be can make for you."
"Really? How much chocolate does it have?"
"Well, let's just say even chocolate pudding is an ingredient..."
"YES! WERE MAKING IT!"
"Ok, ok. Let me show you the recipe first, though." After I said that, I reached towards the kitchen, and the cook book that had the recipe in it came rocketing into my hand. Opening it up to the page I bookmarked, I held it up for her to see, but she had wide eyes staring at the book in my hand before letting out a sequel, that can give anyone a headache.
"You awaken your quirk!" My mom and Mina said like I didn't even say anything about an awesome chocolate cake.
"Yep, I thought it would be a cool surprise for Mina's birthday." I said popping the 'p'. "Now, are we going to make a cake?"
"CAKE!" Mina yelled to the people across the continent.
It was safe to say, that the cake had to much chocolate for my taste, but not for Mina. I mean, adding extra chocolate to an already abundant chocolate recipe is a lot of chocolate.
The next day, we went to register my quirk. I was a bit nervous, but I have been able to increase the range of my sage force. With the increased range, I have been able to have very good information access. I am also able to implement suggestions into other people's minds. Unfortunately, it is only a slight suggestion, and people can resist it if they either have a strong mind or don't have any real desire to complete the task. I plan on using this on the doctors, who examine my quirk, so my quirk doesn't seem to strong nor to weak and lacking potential.
Arriving at the hospital for the registration, my parents look a little nervous, and keep telling me that no matter what the doctors say, I will be their little hero. I know due to hearing their surface thoughts, that they are nervous about my reaction to my quirk designation. They don't want to crush their child's dream of becoming a hero, like most parents.
Giving them a smile, we went inside.
The resignations was more of a headache than anything else. I had to use gravity manipulation of the Strength force, so that they don't find out that I weigh as much as a 12 year old. That would be embarrassing if they thought my quirk was to weigh more than normal, then I would forget about the ease of going to U.A. just based on embarrassment.
When they finish the medical side of the examination, we went to a room that looks like it was specially made for kids who could not control their quirks.
"So, do you mind showing what your quirk is?" One of the doctors that followed my family into the room. He looked like he was in charge due the other 2 following his lead.
"Ok, Azreal, show them." My father said.
I raise up my hand, and a book comes flying out of mom's bag that she brought. It was the same book that I was writing the song in. The doctors only show a little surprise, reading their minds, I find it to be because they have seen many kids display their quirks. There was even a very disturbing one, where a boy could grow any of his part of his body, and when he came in, a bobble headed disproportionate kid freaked them out.
"So, it seems like you have a form of summoning for your quirk."
"What objects have you been able to summon using the quirk?"
"What quirks do you two, the parents, have?"
They all started talking after seeing me summon the book. They were obviously happy to see a quirk that isn't rambunctious.
"Well..." My mom started, before whispering to the head examiner.
"Oh, I understand. You know that you'll have to tell him, hopefully before he becomes 8. Around that time, schools start to learn about quirks, and inheriting them." The head doctor told her quietly, but I was still able to hear. I was able to guess that she was telling him that I am adopted.
After telling the other two, the one to the right of the main examiner poorly whispered, "Do you know what his birth parents' quirks were?"
"No, we don't even know his real birthday. All we know is that his real name is Azreal Yongheng."
"Ok, Kubo, you go check on the name." After the head examiner said this, the one to his left left.
"So, what has he been able to summon so far?"
"He has been able to summon only books so far."
"Well, then I am going to classify his quirk as summoning with a limit to books. Hmm, the name could be something library..." the main examiner trailed off in thought.
"Oh, could my quirk be called something cool, like Magician's Library?" I quickly asked him.
"I don't know, we'll see."
Long story short, I was able to get my quirk called Magician's Library, but the examiners want to keep track of my quirk progress until I'm 10.
It has been a while since I checked my missions, though.
'Mission Board'
[Optional missions:
-Become a famous music producer
  Reward: unknown book knowledge
-Become a famous scientist
  Reward: unknown book knowledge
-Know true death
  Reward: unknown book knowledge
-Know true life
  Reward: unknown book knowledge
-Find the connection of the 2 worlds
   Reward: the secret behind All for One's quirk
Mandatory missions:
-Defeat All for One
  Reward: safe travel to MCU]
'Seems like nothing has changed. Wait, what does that mean?'

He was chosen by God to fix a problem, and ended up in My Hero Academia with 3 wishes.
He got adopted into a family getting a little sister named Mina, and decided to live his life to it's fullest, while not letting any harm come to the ones he calls family.

"Are you comfortable wearing eye glasses Sarah?" Charles ask after putting onto Sarah her new reading glasses that he bought for her.
"It felt weird at first....but my vision is clearer now and the dizziness is gone too. Thank you so much!" Sarah replied.

"No. I'm the one who should be thanking all of you especially Joy. You saved my son's life. Thank you so much!" Charles said to Joy and then Charles hugged her.

"Knock! Knock!"
Suddenly they heard someone knocking at the door. "Sir. You have a visitor." Manang said. 
"Right! I almost forgot. Please let her in so I can introduce her." Charles said while smiling.
Then Manang came back with a middle aged girl beside her.

"Everyone, this is Ms. Yuriko Fujima. She will be your Tutor from now on.... And Miss Fujima these are your students including this lady here." Charles said while pointing to Mina. "Huh? M-me too...?" Mina thinks she is too old to be a student for a kindergarten like class. "Ah-Hi! Nice meeting you all!" Yuriko greet everyone.

From that day, Yuriko tought the kids everything that they need to learn like reading, writing, counting, drawing and many more. All their classes includes Mina as a special student. In the afternoon Yuriko and Mina have a special class for general knowledge.

She teaches Mina how to use the appliances like vacuum cleaner, 
"This vacuum cleaner is eating my clothes!" her skirt were stocked at the vacuum cleaner.

She also teaches how to use the TV,. 
"What magic this box uses? It captured many people in it! Let's save them!" Mina said while watching the TV.

How to use the telephone, 
"Huh? Where's Charles I can hear him but I can't see him?" Mina is trying to call Charles at the telephone.

How to use a cellphone,
"Wait is this the toy Liel always play with? It's showing his father! Am I the one he is talking to?" Mina said while having a Video call with Charles.

How to use a computer,
"I-I feel dizzy which one should I click again? I don't see a mouse running around!" Mina said while trying to type on a computer.

But it seems so hard for her...

"Everyone, food is ready!" Charles is calling them for lunch. 

At the dining table, Charles asked the kids what they've learned from Yuriko.
"Me! Me! I learned how to draw! And this is our family picture that I made just for you!" said Peach then she gave the drawing to Charles. "It's so beautiful Peach! Thanks!" Charles said.

"I-I learned how to read and I just finished this story book." Sarah said while showing her book.
"That is a thick book! Your smart!" Charles was amazed how fast the kids learn.

"How about Liel and Joy?" Charles asked. "Liel is a genius! Especially in mathematics. He can solve any complicated math problems that I gave him. But for Joy she is having a hard time learning how to read and write." Miss Yuriko answered.

Joy is feeling embarrassed to herself but Liel hold her hand to say it's OK. 
"But in our village among the other childrens, Joy is the first one to read the Libreta, I mean her father's book." Mina said. 
"Mina can you show us how you write?" Charles asked Mina. Yuriko gave her a pen and paper then Mina started to write symbols then show it to them.

"I think I've seen this before?!" Charles said. "That is Baybayin. The Filipino ancient script or language." Yuriko explained.

After that, Yuriko started to use baybayin to teach the kids.

"Yey! I'm done with my assignment! Come on let's play!?" Joy asked her sisters. 
"Sorry Ate Joy, I want to finnish this science book." Sarah said. 
"I'm focused with my drawing right now. Sorry!" Peach apologizes too.

Joy felt sad but Liel grab her hand and they ran. "Come! I know a good place to play!" Liel said.






After 5 Years.....


"Hey Li?! Why do you need to cover my eyes?" Joy asked. Liel carried her to the lake near the orchard. This place became their hideout since they were kids and now they are 12 years old.

"This is the day we first met, right? So I prepared something special!... You can now remove it." Liel said. There is an arc shape decoration at the entrance of the lake. It was made up with curtains and flowers with pink and white color. At the back of it is the beautiful lake with lily pods and lotuses, jumping fishes and some fluttering butterflies.

" WOW! This is so beautiful! Did you make all these?" Joy was really amazed from the surprise of Liel.
"Actually Manong Ben helped me. (Liel is blushing) Anyway, did you like it?" Liel asked.
"YES! I love it!" Joy answered.

"Good! Then wear this." Liel put a flower vail on her head then he kneeled in front of Joy while putting out a small box. Inside it is a pinkish diamond ring in a Sakura flower design.

"This is the precious ring that my mother gave me before she died. She told me to give this to the special girl that I want to be with, for the rest of my life. (He put it to Joy's ring finger) and that is the reason why I'm giving this to you." Liel stand up and look earnestly to Joy's eyes. 
"Please accept it, as a symbol of my promise. That no matter what happens and even the world would not allow it. I will do everything just to be you." Liel promised to Joy.

"Yes, I accept it." Joy answered. She took off her necklace and put it on Liel. "This necklace is my only memento from my father and now I'm giving it to you, as a symbol of our promise. That even we forget this day, this necklace will always guide us back to each other." Joy said.

They move closer until their nose touched and both said.
"And we will live happily together for the rest of our lives."



Later at the house...

" Where is my precious Liel Cedric? Bring him to me!" said by an old lady with gold jewelries. 
Joy saw her and approached her with a smile.

"Li is having a bath right now. We just came back from playing." Joy said.

"Why would my Liel ever think of playing with a filthy brat like you? (then she saw the ring on Joy's finger) And that ring! Give it to me! YOU THIEF!" The lady grab Joy's arm and took off her ring. "No! It's mine! LI GAVE IT TO ME!" Joy cried.

Charles, Joy's mother and sisters heard them and saw Joy was hurt because the Lady is holding her arm so tightly. 
"Mom! Please let her go!" Charles said. Charles mom looked at Mina fiercely. 
"Charles let's talk!" then Charles and his mother left them. Mina hugged Joy and ask her to stop crying.



At Charles room...

"So this mansion is an orphanage now? What were you thinking bringing those beggars in here? Are they the reason why you don't want to go back in Paris?" his mom said. 
"They are not beggars! They are my family now. I'm not going anywhere without them! Without Mina!" Charles replied.

"ARE YOU INSANE?! Kick them out before I tell your father about this!" Charles mom ordered. 
"NO! I will never do that! I LOVE MINA!" Charles.

His mom was really shocked from what Charles said.

Mina heard everything because she is hiding near Charles room. While covering her mouth her tears fall and her body became weak. She didn't even notice that Charles is falling in love with her and now after Charles confess his feelings, Mina felt happy and sad at the same time.

Joy's family traveled through time from their home in the pre-colonial era and settled in our present day. Believing that they are safe, they choose to live normal lives without using their powers. But as time passes, evil stirs in the world. Something is hunting their ancestors and seeking a way to get a hold of the powerful Agimat's also called as Elemental Talismans. 

This is the story of a half-human half-fairy named Joy together with her siblings and friends. On a mission to collect the Elemental Talismans that will lead them to explore a Magical World called ELEMENTALIA; the World of Mythical Creatures.

Did fate choose them to be the Guardians? Will they succeed in finding those agimat's? Can they save the two worlds?

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A/N: (Oct. 8, 2020) Story updates are paused for now while I'm waiting for the news. But the story writing still continues. For more info please message me the author.

Introduction

Agatha Yahweh is a Christian gifted spiritual seer and mother of two lovely children... Whom she has promise to sacrifice her life in raising up since her former gang-leader husband abandoned her with the kids.

Yet still, all seems to be well for her with her two kids but she did not know that the worst was about to happen as spiritual powers, murder, cults, hatred, pain, and adventure comes into the picture of her story, she can do nothing but hope on to God to save her from the darkness.

Notice

This is a religious book, and so everything about it is spiritually related to God and how God can transform people in the darkest of moments. So you might come across scenes that are too unbelievable but remember that this is based on a true life story, and I write this book to glorify God and I tell you a story of how even in darkest of moments, God can deliver anything and anyone. 

Authors note

Hello guys! Don't forget to add this book to your library, drop a vote and comment, God bless you all as you read this book. - One love ♥️

Agatha Yahweh is a Christian gifted spiritual seer and mother of two lovely children who posses unimaginable powers that she keeps hidden but then the time comes when the lives of those she loves depends on her gifts.

I'm not going to really go in-depth on the leveling system of the book.  It borrows heavily from "Long Live Summons" Highly recommend reading its a good web novel.  But my book is not going be a perverted book nor will be a Haram.  No real romance at all for the first year of high school.  Sure some kids do start to date then but it was the last thought on my mind when I was a freshman. Its also lightly influence by Sekirei manga.  I chose to forgo all those characters as I did not want to write a fanfic.  Sekirei, 108 stars of destiny inspiration is what I will be borrowing.

The mythos are old stories that give birth to ledges that can be summoned thru a person grimoire.  The average person is not going to be like the mc who can summon sentient beings from the get-go they will have to evolve their summon beast just like how Yue Yang friends and family had to.  By sheer hard work. 

Storys like the odyssey, Lord Shiva the Enigmatic, Three Kingdoms, Journey to the West, Beowulf, the Epic of Gilgamesh, the Bible,..... you get the point are the bases for every grimoire that will be present in the book.

The individual power level will not be quantified just don't see the point.  Ranks will be more like a title like in Harry Potter when Dumbudorf introduces himself to the kids for the first time.

A moment that changed his life forever.  He awoke to find that nothing was as he believed.   Join Kaden P. Flanagan as he starts his new life away from home at one of the best Highschool in the universe.  A crazy place hidden far from the mundane.

The cover is temporary as it uses Mass Effect Art and Danshi Koukousei no Nichijou characters.  Hopefully, I'll be motivated to create my own custom cover for it soon.


In the early morning, it was still dark. Zhang Zian was still the first one to wake up in the pet shop. To expand the space, the walls between the bedroom and the living room had been removed in the last renovation. From his single bed, he could see the basket hammock chair and the desk. Sitting up in bed, he found that Pi had not yet woken up. It was still crouching like a baby and sleeping in the basket hammock chair. Its pince-nez was placed on the desk. It only took off its glasses when it was asleep.
When it was wearing the glasses, Pi appeared to be somewhat precocious, and Zhang Zian often ignored its age. Without the glasses on its nose, Pi was clearly a young monkey. If it was a wild monkey, it may have just left its mother's back at this age and would have been trying to explore this strange and unknown world.
The single bed creaked gently with Zhang Zian's movements. Several elves were startled, but then they continued to sleep. Only Galaxy and Pi blinked and sat up, probably because they were both imaginative elves and they did not need too much sleep. As for Snowy Lionet, theoretically, this cat was also an imaginative elfin. But Zhang Zian suspected that something must have gone wrong, because Snowy Lionet kept sleeping all day long.
Pi jumped out of the hanging basket, put on its pince-nez, sat in the swivel chair, and opened the laptop eagerly.
After uploading the first chapter of a new novel, the author must face the review of the website regarding the new book. The review editor would check whether the content of the first chapter had the tendency for violating the regulations, such as forwarding the articles from the forums of the underworld gangs or publishing some contents that would incite people to commit crimes. But Pi's novel did not violate these two aspects, so there should be no problem in passing the review.
Zhang Zian knew that after turning off the lights last night, Pi had been staying up till very late. He heard that it was tossing and turning restlessly and rubbing the blankets in the basket hammock chair from time to time. It must have been waiting anxiously for the results of the review.
When the old computer finally opened, Pi entered its user-name and password into the platform for writers on the Chinese version of the Qidian Website. Sure enough, a short message sent by the website immediately popped up on the platform—Pet King has passed the review; we wish you enjoy your writing!
Zhang Zian also gave Pi a thumbs-up to encourage it. Anyhow, he hoped Pi could be happy. 


Zhang Zian dressed up and got out of bed, but in the blink of an eye, Pi's face had turned gloomy. It was staring at the screen with its mouth half open. Zhang Zian did not know what had happened. He stepped lightly forward and drew a question mark on the desk with his finger to ask Pi.
The screen displayed the "work management section" of the website. From this section, he could see some simple data of the novels and the pen name of the writers. At present, there was only one book under the pseudonym of Pi. And that very book was Pet King. Pi pointed at one column of the data for Zhang Zian to see.
Add to Library: 2
This number indicated that only two readers had noticed this book and put it in their library after the first chapter was published. One of the readers was Pi itself, and the other reader would probably be the review editor. 
Zhang Zian understood why Pi was suddenly frustrated. To be honest, this result was what he had expected, so he typed on the computer to encourage it: It doesn't matter. Web novels usually have millions of words, if you are the readers, would you read the novel that only has one chapter? Keep going! Perseverance prevails!
His encouragement worked to some extent. Pi dredged up a smile and typed: Okay.
It was not convenient to write directly on the website. Pi took a deep breath and tried to forget about the fact that only two people had put its novel into their library. It opened the Word document and started writing the second chapter.
Seeing Pi like this, Zhang Zian was even more worried about it.
Zhang Zian was not sure whether it was wise for him to encourage Pi to abandon the popular genre and choose to write the niche genre instead. When parents knew that their kids were taking a wrong path or heading toward a dead end, should they encourage their kids to continue bravely regardless of the potentially harsh obstacles, or should they persuade their children to change their paths?
Zhang Zian did not know what the parents in the foreign countries would do, but most parents in China would choose the latter method wisely, hoping to build an easy path leading to "happiness" for their children. They hoped that their children would walk straight on this path without taking a wrong way or suffering any kind of harm.
If Fina or Old Time Tea encountered such a setback, they would not mind at all. Their arrogance and strength had equipped them with unparalleled confidence. They did not accept interference from anyone, not even the interference from their owners. 

 Even if they failed, they would smile, lick their wounds, and move on. However, Pi was different from them. Pi was an introverted and sensitive elfin who was not good at communicating with other elves, and was barely a powerful elfin. Could it withstand the pain of failure?
When he got up in the morning, Zhang Zian usually went downstairs to clean up the shop and start the routine operation of the day. However, today was a rare exception. He stood still behind Pi for a long time, weighing the pros and cons repeatedly and could not make up his mind. 
Pi turned its head in confusion. It typed to ask: What's wrong?
Zhang Zian pretended to smile with ease, bent down and wrote the character of "people" (人) on the desk with his fingers, and then typed: Did you see that? The Chinese character of "people" means that people support each other. Pi, I want to tell you something. No matter what kind of novel you write, we will always stand behind you to support you.
Pi turned to look at Zhang Zian. It silently grinned and clenched its fist.
Under the light of the display screen, its face was filled with excitement.
Normally, after waking up, Galaxy would also go downstairs and play hide-and-seek with Wendy and other kittens. But today, Galaxy also stayed on the second floor. It jumped to the desk, waved its front paws to Pi, and expressed its support.
Pi smiled happily and typed: Thank you.
As if gaining some sort of intangible power, Pi kept its body upright and continued to type in the typing posture and method that Zhang Zian had instructed it. It was still typing at a very low speed. 
Zhang Zian silently watched the back of Pi. When he typed those words, he had made a decision in his heart. Taking the wrong way was not necessarily a bad thing. The experience of taking the detour routes would become a valuable asset for the children. When they faced junctions the next time, the kids may be able to recognize the detour and choose the right path. Parents could not stay with their children forever. They would eventually have to let their kids go on alone. All that parents could do was to watch the children's backs in silence just like Zhang Zian was watching the back of Pi. And then when their kids ran into major setbacks on the wrong path, parents would help wrap the wounds so that the kids could prepare for the next journey. 


Under the glimmering rays of the morning sun, he turned slightly and looked at the black and white portraits of his late parents on the chest of drawers. They were smiling at him. They had never interfered in the path he had chosen, nor had they asked him to inherit the pet shop. The bones recovered from fracture would be thicker and sturdier; the hearts that were injured would become stronger. His parents must have felt this way before. 
However, standing behind Pi did not mean that he wanted to be a pure spectator. There were so many things he could do to better support Pi.


1. Download a suspicious game
2. Catch a few magical pets as partners
3. Go through interesting daily routines and lead the pet shop to a whole new level

Following Jamie, the discussion continued.
By now, everyone let out their scarce fear that retained within and expressed what they love to do in the future.
It became interesting to chat and get motivated together at that age. Seth's plan worked well as he saw those gleaming faces shine brightly.
'Everyone is doing great.' – Seth thought.
"That sounds great, Annie; a detective sounds so cool," one of the kids praised his classmate, Annie, who revealed her dream to be the greatest Detective.
"That is great, but Detectives in the movies are very different from real life. I hope you get enough exposure and knowledge of the world you want to enter. By the way, Annie- your father is working in the police department, right?" Seth inquired.
Annie nodded.
"Then, I guess you can get a lot of help in terms of getting there," Seth remarked.
"Annie, the detective sounds very cool. Best wishes, Annie. Go catch those criminals and-"
Seth paused.
"You will be protecting us from the bad guys, I guess," he announced.
Instantaneous gasps heard across the walls.
"Woah, Annie, the protector of our city!"
"All hail, Annie; the female Sherlock Holmes!!!"
"Annie! Annie! Annie!"
The guys turned into a cheering squad as they supported Annie's dream.
Annie sat down, passing down the torch to Samuel.
Samuel is the average student. He scores a little above the average and maintains stable conduct.
"It's Samuel, hey Sam, tell us what's your dream?" a classmate shouted from the other side.
Samuel did not pay any attention. He concentrated at Seth for a few seconds profoundly.
"Mr. Seth, I only want to get a job and live a normal life."
"Frankly, I don't understand why you are doing this in the first place. I mean, I get it that you want to motivate the ones who have a dream to achieve, but I think most of us-"
Samuel paused, taking a glance at his classmates.
"There are also people like me who wish to live a peaceful, normal life and not go on a crazy, adventurous journey."
He finished and sat down in a swift.
His opinion dropped the rising mood inside the classroom. At once, the kids looked stumped, not being able to respond.
Samuel's words were valid as well if you consider the people who don't necessarily have a specific goal to achieve in their lifetime and solely hope to live a peaceful life without any regrets.
"Woah, Sam, don't you think that you sound a little harsh. We're only asked to share our dreams. Why do you have to be a downer?"
"Am I being a downer or natural?" Samuel countered.
"I am only saying that you all are thinking that everyone has some weird dreams to achieve. Look at the reality, not all want to become a detective or a singer or a designer or an actor," he added.
"But, passion is what drives you to live your life fullest, Samuel," Seth intervened.
Samuel and the kids stopped arguing. They all looked at Seth.
The other kids appealed to Seth for Samuel's mood-ruining speech.
"Everyone stop arguing. Samuel is right, don't you think?" Seth spoke.
"What he said is indeed true, but Samuel- Sam, right?" Seth eyed.
Samuel listened.
"Sam, I think everybody in this world is capable of becoming something special if they work hard and nourish their curiosities, don't you think so?"
Seth threw the ball at Samuel, intending to inspire the student to develop a passion in his life.
As much as Seth wants everyone to live their life without any regrets, he also noticed Samuel's lack of interest in any area might make him regret his decision later.
"We humans can achieve anything as long as we set our wits to it."
"Living a normal life is also a dream. I am not discouraging you."
"All I'm trying to say is that young plants like you should find the gifted potential that is hiding within yourself and try to harvest it. As much as living a normal life seems appealing and that dreams like being a singer or an actor, or a veterinarian are not crazy too."
"Take me for an example, from your perspective- I'm simply a high school teacher. However, to me, this is my passion. I want to be there for the kids who are at their primal time of growing and exploring. If I can help you find your destiny or encourage you to pursue your dream and make you all a better person, then that is my accomplishment."
Seth concluded his thoughts and waited for Samuel to react.
As expected, his words of wisdom stirred Samuel's regular grimace. The boy appeared to be in a loss of words to respond.
"May I ask what do you like to do when you're free?" Seth pushed his luck for one last time.
Samuel thought about it for a while and then answered.
"I draw," Samuel replied.
"See? Haven't you thought of becoming an artist?" Seth suggested.
"Artist? But that is not a steady job," Samuel replied.
Seth frowned slightly from his response, but he dared not to reveal it to him and retained his composed face.
"Well, I'm not sure if you want to become an artist. However, I can say this: the moment when you get truly inspired is the moment you go crazy. You will become one of us then," Seth expressed.
"Until then, maybe go with the flow because passion can happen at any time, any age in a human's life. It is the moment and your mentality that will help you to either chase after it or think that it's too late to try."
Seth's words slapped the average boy pensively as he did not reply. Meanwhile, the other kids cheered and praised Seth for his wisdom.
Though his words were meant to attack a single soul, it awakened a lot of thought for the others as well. A few of those seem to get moved from his word of advice.
"Sam," Seth called despite the loud cheering.
"Don't think that you are normal. You do have something special laying dormant inside. Tap it, and keep it burning. That will drive you to places that you won't even imagine."
"The satisfaction of accomplishing feels very good, and I want you to experience that. Until then, feel free to explore the things around you."
Samuel's nod was diligent and full of respect.
Seth returned to hushing the overpowering noise.
It became tranquil once again.
"I can't leave you guys for a minute, and you all go make some noise already."
"Let's keep this going, now," he announced.
Like this, the students returned to talk about their future.
….
"I'm not sure of what position I would take up, but I'm interested in working in the fashion industry, Mr. Seth," Anna spoke as it came to her turn.
"Hmm… that suits you too. I like your attitude because you are not particular yet, you know what intrigues you, very well, keep going, Anna. I'm rooting for you. My best wishes for you to succeed in your career," Seth supported Anna with his encouraging words.
"Wow, Diego wants to study Economics, Anna is interested in Fashion, I wonder what will Lillian Grey say," a random comment heard across the room.
Ignoring it, Seth continued with the activity.
…
"Next up, Lillian Grey, I'm surprised that you aren't distracted today," Seth called out.
Lillian Grey hissed lightly from his subtle remark.
Standing up lazily, Lillian Grey looked at those eyes glaring at her eagerly.
"Mr. Seth, I don't have a dream right now."
Her words caused everyone to sigh in disappointment.
"We have another bummer here," Seth commented.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Seth. I'm still exploring," Lillian quoted, stressing every word to enunciate to stop detailing further down the lane.
"Sit down, Lillian Grey," Seth exhaled while instructing the girl to take her seat.
Lillian listened.
"Alright, we're not going to leave you like this. Now, tell me, what do you like to do in your free time?" Seth asked.
As if it is a counseling session, Seth spoke to her comfortably while the other kids watched them in utter silence.
"I like reading novels," Lillian answered.
"BINGO!" Seth raged in satisfaction.
"Why don't you write a book?" he added.
The silence intensified.
Everyone sat on the edges of their seats while grinding their teeth in anticipation as if watching a melodrama.
Lillian thought for a while and then instantly agreed.
"That was fast, what made you agree to soon?" Seth questioned.
"No-" Lillian started but hesitated.
She glanced at the side and watched Giselle. They both locked on eyes; Giselle instantly retracted her gaze as if lightening got struck.
Lillian Grey's heart sulked from the girl's reaction. The twinge she felt it hard inside, and it ached more than anything.
'She is still avoiding me!' - Lillian thought.
"Ms. Grey?" Seth kept repeating until Lillian Grey reacted.
"You were saying what made you accept it so fast?" Seth helped her continue talking.
"Yeah, No- but someone wanted- more like wished for me to write a book one day. So, maybe I'll become a novelist," Lillian revealed, exactly knowing who wished for that; Giselle.
//
Giselle's gift to Lillian Grey included a hand-written note that said- she hoped to read Lillian Grey's book one day.
//
Ever since reading that note, Lillian got inspired about being a novelist. It is in her lane, and the thought of creating a story intrigues her. However, she wasn't able to finalize that it is her career plan to become an author. 
Now faced with such a question, also, told by Seth, Lillian Grey realized it might be her destiny.
..
"Make sure you buy my books and read it, Mr. Seth," Lillian added.
No one spoke against it. It all happened so fast that there wasn't time to react.
Seth quickly agreed instead of dragging the conversation. Subtly, he could see the tension between Lillian Grey and Giselle, who is surprisingly not being herself today.
"What are you going to write, Lillian?" a question popped up.
"Horror, thriller, action maybe; she likes those things," an answer presented itself.
"What about a romance novel?" – One of the girls asked.
"Romance, no way she can't write cheesy stuff," another one replied.
Soon, it turned into a debate- whether Lillian Grey can write Romance Novels or not!
Lillian Grey patiently watched them judge her skill, which she hasn't discerned yet.
"Alright, calm down," she yelled at once to stop this irrelevant discussion.
"See she agrees to it,"
"No way, you heard it wrong,"
"I'm correct,"
"Exactly!" Lillian quietly walked into their debate, which didn't stop even after her yelling.
"See, I told you, didn't I?" one noted.
"I'm going to write a romance novel!" Lillian quoted.
At once, no matter what side the others chose, everyone froze together.
"WHAT?" they sounded in the chorus.
Seth waited patiently for the kids to stop by themselves. Watching them argue needlessly, he had to step in once again.
"Alright, that is her wish, and let's all wait until she finishes."
"Keep working on it, Lillian Grey. Best wishes."
Seth concluded the topic and moved on.
Next up was Giselle, Seth hissed within, thinking about how troublesome for Giselle to follow Lillian Grey immediately.
Sighing to himself, he stood up from the desk and walked moved around a bit to stretch his long gone numb legs.
"Tell us about your dream, Giselle," Seth announced.
Giselle hesitated. All of her classmates knew about her secret when it got aired. Including the Bridgette, even the gossip girls focused on her.
With everybody's attention on her, Giselle sweated at first. She felt fear, and deep down, it tried to stop her from speaking out. Still, the spirit of her voice wanted to scream and yell out loud.
Struggling and battling to herself, Giselle finally decided to listen to her voice.
She began to speak.
"I wish society could not ostracize people like me."
"I wish people to stop calling me with names."
"I wish there is no bullying people like me."
"I wish to be treated equally."
"I wish people could understand me."
"I wish people would accept me." - Giselle's voice cracked while sprouting these words that she kept it to herself for years.
By now, the expression on everyone's face changed from anxious to guilt.
A pang of guilt that all shared knowingly or unknowingly.
So far, Giselle lived her high school life in silence, and this is the first moment she spoke.
Listening to her wishes, everyone felt ashamed deep down. Dared not to show it out, but it still prevailed inside everyone.
Nonetheless, Giselle kept going for it.
All while she spoke, her gaze fixed straight ahead. However, before delivering her final wish, she peeped at the person sitting next to her: Lillian Grey.
Grey was shocked with her eyes grew wild, as it pierced back at Giselle.
..
Stuttering to herself, Giselle blew her final words.
"It is alright if I don't get any of those wishes come true. Nevertheless, My only dream in this world is-"
She paused, heavily considering if she should say it out loud or not.
"My wish is- to be with the one that loves me dearly."
Giselle ended.
The usual chattering that follows after every reveal did not happen.
Everyone stayed quiet. Seth was left speechless too. He did not expect Giselle, the girl who preferred silence to be bold and loud for once.

IMPORTANT NOTE: You are about to read an LGBT Novel. It is a beautiful love story of two women. 
Lillian Grey and Giselle.
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"Here's my message for you in case if you even care about, don't ever show yourself in front of me, ever again. 
Why?
Because I can't stop myself from loving you if I ever see you again. What you gave me is irreplaceable, I still have it in my heart. It didn't let me live my life in peace."
***
Lillian Grey and Giselle are two souls bonded by love yet, pulled apart by the external entities.
The two women meet years later, the subtle fire still tingling inside, allows them to reconcile but, the question to be asked is:
Will they accept it or not?
***
Author's Note:
Greetings to all, welcome to the world of 'Get Back to You.'
Thank you for choosing my novel to read. 
A little bit about myself before I take you on this journey:
I'm a 25-year-old female who believes in her fiction world.
There are two things I love the most in this world:
Music and Stories.
Both are my best buddies, and without them, I won't be able to define myself.
So, I request you to listen to the stories I create and have fun reading them. 
Once again, thank you very much for choosing this novel. I hope you have a great time reading it. 
Lots of Love and Gratitudes.

'Get Back to You' is my first child. She came out of nowhere but made a strong impression on my life.
I have had story plots of various genres, but this one became the starting point for me.
'Get Back to You' is my First Novel as a writer. 
I strive to give you good content through my writing, and so, I will avoid mistakes at all costs. If, and only if you were to find any blunders, feel free to give me your views. 
Tell me your opinions and thoughts. Share your favorite moments through comments after reading each chapter.
Support me by voting, liking, and adding my novel to your library.
What else?
Just have fun reading the story. 
Why?
Because I want you to, that's why I created them in the first place.
My stories are not my fantasies but, something that I want people to listen, read, and feel. 
If I can move your emotions through my stories, then that's a victory to me. 'Get Back to You' is a project of mine where I want people to think 'Love is Love.'
I will work hard to achieve it.

Want to reach me, kindly use the discord link:
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As of now, I have a single-tier with one dollar per month for you guys to support my novel. All of the money goes into 'me existing as a writer.'
New tiers will appear in the future.
Supporting me on Patreon is solely your wish, and this is just a formal request to place, NO pressure! 
Thank you for listening to my shameless self-promotion. You have my gratitude for that.
Here's the link to my Patreon page:
https://www.patreon.com/ljack_ace 

FINAL WORDS: I love comments, so feel free to voice out your opinions, and you could see me responding to it. My innermost wish is for people to read my novel and have a good time with it.
So, stay awesome and rock it.

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