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From a Senior Network ‘Engineer’ to a Network ‘KING’. Follow the reincarnated Senior Network Engineer Hagen Wolfing in the Alternate Magical world of Orkin, as he uses his Networking Knowledge to implement advanced computer networking concepts and technological advances like a switch, routers, and servers, to rise to the top and rule them all. He will grant you access to the distribution of his core magic which is definitely A Tier 3. (fufufu, git it? No? it’s okay. like a loudmouth Villain from a B Grade movie, Hagen will explain it to you, also his Naming sense sucks. Like really sucks.) Writing Spirit Inscription to make or create talisman, formation, or enhance weapons? isn’t this just a PowerShell or Terminal like CLI? {command line interface} The world uses Soul stones to recharge the spirit aura? Isn’t that just a {disposable Portable battery?} Does the emperor have sole ownership, mining, and distribution rights to the spirit stone? Isn’t this just like OPEC Monopoly in my world? Screw that I will create my own renewable soul energy source. What! you take away my {communication morse code protocol jades} worth billions of Gold coins, by forcing a sale paying me Just 10,000 thousand gold coins? {Fufufu have you ever heard of a backdoor? Here take this trojan horse for you, b***h.} I know what you did last Summer, love, My very own NSA. (National Security Agency) Steal my inscriptions? {forget cracking my encrypted commands, has your daddy even learned a basic cipher?} Only Mages can use Magic? {have you even heard of a simple low-level thing as a batch file? I will make the hundreds of thousands of mortals in my county into {script kiddies} and turn them into shock troop level {Private Military Contractors}.

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Cordelia Nightshade is a 23-year-old human girl who discovers the truth about her family and clan - they are not human. To love eternally, she has to die, to die she has to live and to live... she has to learn the difference between Myth and Truth - if there is any. As life would have it, the voices she's heard in her head since birth has a purpose far more sinister than just being annoying. When Cordelia meets the big, dark-haired Allan Maine, she turns the entire immortal world upside down - breaking all the rules and changing history as they know it. This is not what you expect from a love story - it is Certainly what you expect from a love story until you reach the darker side - where the reality clash with mythology. Where do you draw the line and how much is possible to endure? Excerpt: I gaze up and notice the colors lashing out of an angry paintbrush over the horizon. The knot in my stomach is a vivid notification, reminding me of being as irritated as the enflamed and ginger tints marking the sky. From where I’m sitting, the towering volcano in the distance looks lonely yet proud. I marvel at the magnitude of nature rendering the likes of me insignificant. I’m just a small biological mass cowering at the foot of a fire goddess; nothing special. The prickly patches of grass and barbed brushes under my naked legs recommend moving. I inspect the scrapes and welts around my hands and knees with renewed vigor. By the time I distinguish the human shape from the other obscure and creeping shadows, it was too late. A sense of annoyed inconvenience forces my head to look up at the person blocking my view. What I thought I’d see was a family member. What I see is two deep, gilded eyes set in the moon-pale skin topped with dark hair rivaling black lava. I feel every last nerve recoil into tiny prickly hairs, standing straight up. The view of the man in front of me is a complete opposite rendition to fire goddess I just venerated. He is an enormous portrait hauntingly hanging in mid-air. My mouth dries rapidly but the trio who live in my mind become rather loud and verbal: “Run!” and “Hit it!” and “Stay calm dearie, for your safety.” As so many times before in my life, I ignore them altogether. I do not own the image nor the story. I found the story really interesting, so that is why I want to share it with everyone. So that they can enjoy reading something fascinating.

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