Just stories written while im on the toilet or in the restroom in general

It's an assassin's job to kill and many in the field have a policy; all witnesses must be terminated. Purga, whose real name only the dead are aware of, follows said policy religiously. That's until she is caught during work by a young man who is happy to know he'll be put to death and actively encourages it. To him, being a witness was a blessing, to Purga it was a curse.


Tic! 
Early in the morning, Zhang Zian heard a gentle noise in his sleep. He opened his eyes slightly, and saw the laptop being booted up on the desk. Pi was holding its legs and was curled up in the chair. It opened its mouth and yawned, as the reflection of the Windows start up image flashed on the lenses of its pince-nez.　
Ever since Pi started online writing, it woke up early every morning before Zhang Zian, and always hurried to check on website data as soon as it got up.　　
Zhang Zian put on some clothes, sat up, then got off the bed quietly and stood behind Pi. Pi looked back at him and squeezed out a smile, with an anxious and expectant look. It entered the username and password to enter the author's page. As soon as it saw the number of favorites, the expectation and anxiety turned into disappointment. 　
Pi had already written over 20,000 words, but only got 9 favorites, 0 recommendation and 20+ views. The worst was, there was still no sign of a contract. Zhang Zian patted its shoulder and asked it to calm down, relax, and not to overthink.　　
Pi nodded reluctantly. It opened a Word file and typed: "It's OK. If nobody reads it after I finish it, I can at least read it to all of us."　　
Zhang Zian nodded with a smile, but thought otherwise in his heart. How could it be Okay? He saw how Pi had been writing. It sat in front of the laptop from dawn to dusk. If he didn't go upstairs to remind it, it would not stand up for a break. It stared at the screen all day and referred to the nameless book from time to time, searching for past histories from the book, making them into stories and writing them down, following a proportion of 70% real vs. 30% unreal.  
He always believed that hard work deserved some payoff. If Pi only wrote to pass the time, it would be fine. But it didn't. It was writing with great seriousness, trying to show people the stories of the pet shop.　　
Zhang Zian bent down and typed: "Pi, I did some research. Qidian has different numbers of books in each category. You are writing a modern category novel, which has the most number of books. Maybe the editors haven't even gotten to it yet. Don't give up. Carry on!"　　
Pi nodded again and typed gently: "I will carry on."　
It was not just saying it. It jumped off the chair, wobbled into the bathroom, took off the glasses, and washed its face with a handful of cold water to clear its head.　　


In the bathroom, Zhang Zian prepared separate towels for each elfin, with different colors and patterns. Everybody was only using their own except Richard. Galaxy's towel was dark blue, Fina's was gold, Old Time Tea's was dark brown, Snowy Lionet's was white, Richard's was grey, Famous' was yellow, and Pi's towel had comic style numbers embroidered on them. They were easily distinguishable. 　 
Pi wiped its face with its own towel, returned to the chair, sat straight, and typed in Word with strokes of growing skillfulness: Chapter 15 The Observer of Destiny.　
Despite the sleepiness, Zhang Zian did not lie down again, since he was up already. He was thinking about Pi's novel anyway, and could not have fallen asleep even if he had laid down. He saw Pi writing with its entire focus, then he decided not to bother it and walked out of the bedroom door. Galaxy also woke up, and snuck out behind him.　
"Galaxy, are you going to play hide-and-seek?" He closed the bedroom door and asked gently.　
"Meow... Is Zian joining me?" Galaxy paused.　　
"Maybe later. I need to clean up the bathroom first." Zhang Zian smiled. "Go ahead, Galaxy."　　
For a moment, he wanted to ask Galaxy about the future of Pi's novel. But he didn't do it. If he knew everything about the future, what fun was left in life? Just like what Forrest Gump said," Life is like a box of chocolates. You never knew what you're gonna get."　 
But Galaxy seemed to have guessed his mind. "Meow... Zian, Pi doesn't need the help of Galaxy. It needs the help of everybody!"　　
The help of everybody?　　
Zhang Zian thought that Galaxy was referring to Fina, Old Time Tea and Richard. He was stunned.　　
Galaxy seemed to have switched the subject and asked, "Meow... Zian, do you enjoy your life?"　　
"It's fine. I think I enjoy it." Zhang Zian admitted.　　
"Compared to the days before returning to Binhai City?"　　
"Much more fun than those days!"　　


Before returning to Binhai City, Zhang Zian was a common office worker with a routine 9 to 5 schedule. Life was flat and uneventful. But upon his return to Binhai City, he was mistakenly identified and worshiped as a martial arts master, participated in a cat show abroad and was part of a film. This was beyond his imagination in the old days.　　
"Meow... Pi is writing about your life, with an artistic touch." 　　
Zhang Zian finally got Galaxy's point after the detoured conversation. His life was interesting, so a novel recording his life would not be too boring to the interest of readers. Not to mention that he had the group of elfins such as Galaxy, Fina, Old Time Tea, Snowy Lionet, Famous, and Pi in his life, although the readers had not met them yet.　　
"OK. Thank you, Galaxy." Zhang Zian smiled.　　
As Galaxy was about to turn downstairs, it spoke again as if this just came to its mind. "Meow... Zian, Pi's Strength of Faith is fading."　　
His heart sank as he heard these words. He knew this ever since Pi first appeared as an elfin. But he thought it was caused by the separation between Pi and the nameless book. Since Pi had reclaimed the nameless book, the Strength of Faith should stabilize. Or could he be wrong? 　　
Zhang Zian spoke about his concern.　　
"Meow... Pi is Pi, and the nameless book is the nameless book. Zian, Pi doesn't have much time left. It needs to regain the Strength of Faith." After speaking this, Galaxy quickly ran downstairs to play with Wendy and American short hair, who just got up.　　
Galaxy's words sounded familiar, like "the Chinese team doesn't have much time left." Usually when this line was spoken, the Chinese team ended up in a disaster.　
So here was the thing. The nameless book and Pi were two different sets of faith systems, which meant that the nameless book and Pi probably came from two separate thought experiments which happened to complement each other. But they didn't share the same Strength of Faith.　
He remembered that the Navigation Elfin once told him that if the Strength of Faith was too weak to support an elfin's physical form, the elfin would disappear. Old Time Tea's Strength of Faith was also fading, but very slowly. The Strength of Faith of Pi was already in danger since Galaxy specifically warned him about it. Pi was an Elite Elfin, the weakest kind of elfins in strength. If nothing was done about it, it would be very bad.　　
After thinking about this, Zhang Zian suddenly had a strange idea in his mind: if the fading of Strength of Faith could cause the elfin to disappear, what would happen if the Strength of Faith kept accumulating?　　



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

I open with a towel around my head holding my wet hair in place. He is laying on his bed sketching facing the bathroom door. 

He smiles. "Do you always look this good when your done taking a shower?" I laugh as he smiles at me as if he's seeing a goddess.

"Haha you don't mean that." 

"I totally do." He gives me a little smile as his face turns a bit pink. 

"You're such a flirt." I say putting my stuff at the foot of the bed and smile. "Now scootch over."  He scootches over and I sit next to him. "What you drawing?"

"My soulmate." He says blushing red. I take a peak at the drawing and it's me.

"So, I'm your soulmate?" I giggle.

"Your words not mine." He smirks.

"Right....." I say. "I keep forgeting." That's a lie...I don't forget. I love him...Or I think I do....but then Liam enters my mind. I can't stop thinking of both of them.

"Hey I will finish this in a bit. I'm going to take a shower." He says getting a bit pink. He stands up quickly. 

"Y-yeah o-okay." I say as I think about how he's going to be showering while I'm in his room. Ahhh it's too much for me to handle. As I grab my backpack he goes into his closet and grabs some clothes and goes into the bathroom. I try not to look at him as he closes the door.

I take out the old brown book with a gold symbol on it that looks like a swirl of magic. I can believe my Liam gave me a book like this and powers. I connect my earbuds to my phone and put on my Beatles play list. I open it and there is a script "With Power becomes great responsibility, Use it wisely, Use it for good, and stay true to yourself. Power can change people. ~ The Coven" I flip through to see the pages. Its a lot of writing a pictures in one big bulkey old book. It has everything from Faries to Vampires and from Mermaids to Werewolves. There are spells all over it. Am I supposed to study all of this?! 

I flip through some more. Who knew this other world exsisted. Wait....I stop at this page Hybrids....They are considered miracles. At least that's what to books say. It makes me think I am a miracle....but no....it's just this pendant. It's just this stupid necklace. I hold it in my palm...Spells. 

I look through the pages. A loctator spell, A invisibility spell, A scream spell, and just so many spells.I flip through some more. There are even love potions in here. I can make spells and potions...Wow....I find this page....its called the dream Hologram. It can get to anyone or anything no matter the distance. I read the spell and I see there is writing in the Margin. "I love you Ella...Plz send me a message ~ <3 Love Liam" His handwriting is beautiful. Its nicer than before but then again we were younger and my writing is better now too. 

I smile at the thought he still thinks of me....Ella....Just a small girl in huge world full of Possibilities. Why me....

I blush and put my hand over it. 

"I love you too Liam..." I blush red. I start crying. He remembers me....He always has....Damnit....Why did I ever doubt him....I swear...Oh my god....I can't believe this....

"Ella!" Dylan yells as he rushes out of the bathroom he is wearing just shorts. He walk over to me and he hugs me tight. I cry harder barely noticing the warth of his shirtless body.

"Ella....What's wrong?" He holds me tight.

When a girl named Ella has a past that haunts her and made promise that she doesn't know she can keep. When she get's the power to see future, present, and past clips in her dreams, ahe starts to wonder maybe she can keep that promise. Her and her friends go on a wild adventure to try and forfill that promise. She stumbles upon a world she never imagined was real.

He was tired after the long day of being tortured by the App. He just wanted to hit the bed. Akemi was nowhere to be found. He did not care about her anymore. Anyways, she was not herself and the app took complete control of her body.
What is the use of worrying about an inhuman person? Maybe he should just kill her and bury her in the dark forest. She might at least rest in peace.
Before he could make a plan on how to kill her, his bedroom door was opened with force.
"What happened? Why am I still alive? Didn't the App punish me by sending me to the warehouse to be slaughtered?" Akemi asked with a shocked tone.
"Who are you now? And why are you pretending? I am not an idiot to fall for this trick once more. Now get lost! Do not appear in front of me"
Hastin pulled the blanket over his head and closed his eyes. He was done being toyed by this App. He wants his life back very badly. He doesn't want to play this game anymore.
He even decided to stop writing horror novels. For that matter, he was even ok with not writing anymore. All he wanted now was to get out from the tangles of this spiderweb which the App weaved around him.
It was quite tiring. Anyways he was being used by the App for its own purpose. Other than fulfilling the App's need, he was not getting any satisfaction from writing this novel.
He cannot even decide what he wants to do with his own story. And more than that would be the torture of watching those videos which the app made in that abandoned warehouse.
Even though his books never got any high traffic, he was happy whenever he wrote them. But now other being terrified, he was not even interested in writing anymore.
"What are you saying? I am Akemi! Wake up and explain. I am afraid! Your house is too huge. When I woke up, I was laying on the bathtub covered in blood. At first I thought it was my blood. Then I realized that I do not have any wounds on my body. I ran down right next moment to check on you. Please get up and tell me what happened."
Hastin removed the blanket from his head and peeked at her. She was definitely soaked but he was unsure if it was blood. Looking at her pity self, who was still wearing the same old torn dress made him climb down from the bed.
"First, go take a bath. I will see if I can find my mother's clothes in the basement. We will order some new ones once you are freshened up."
"Ok" Saying that Akemi moved towards the bathroom in Hastin's room.
Hastin did not feel like stopping her or even asking her to go to the bathroom upstairs. He understood the shock to be in such an unknown situation where you do not even know who you are!
Before he could even take a step out, Akemi came back once again. She asked,
"I don't know how to bath."
"…"
"I am telling the truth. I don't even know what a bath means!"
"In the system, it only recorded how to cook, clean the house, help Hastin with sexual needs, how to kill…"
"Stop, that's enough! I do not want to hear any more."
He rushed inside the bathroom while pulling Akemi along with him.
"Listen carefully, I will tell you all this only once. This is a showerhead where the water would flow. Look here, you need to twist the tap to the right for the hot water. If you turn it the other direction, then cold water would come out. This bottle over here is body wash and the other one is shampoo. You need to wet your body first, then apply the body wash to your whole body and shampoo to your hair. Do you understand?"
Once Akemi nodded in understanding, he pulled her to the corner of the bathroom.
"This rack has towels, you can use it to wipe your body once you finish bathing. If you have any other questions then figure it out yourself. Do not call me!"
Hastin found his mother's old clothes in the basement and left them near the door. He went to switch on the TV, his favorite horror movie was being played. Without even realizing that more than an hour has passed, he was fully involved in that movie.
All of sudden a cold hand touched his shoulders. At the same time, the scene on the TV showed that the ghost stood behind the sofa. It reached for the neck of the small girl.
Before he could realize what had happened, he twisted the hand which touched his shoulders. He pulled the hand with force and threw the ghost on the coffee table.
Akemi flew high in the air and her back hit the coffee table. She groaned in pain. Hastin then realized what he did. He did not know why he actually threw her.
He almost forgot that there was actually one more person living in his house. It was always him and his father. And after his father passed away, it became only him and his books.
Now looking at Akemi who was wailing in pain, he hoped that his sudden attack did not break her spine. Or any other bone in her body. With a guilty consciousness, he asked,
"Are you ok? Do you need to go to a hospital? You can take my bike and go. I will even lend you my favorite one."
"First can you help me up! I don't think I will be able to walk from this moment on because of your foolishness. Ouch! It hurts like hell! Are you stupid? Can't you see behind before you act?"
"How would I know it was you? I was watching a horror movie and when I felt your cold hand on my shoulder…"
"You thought I was a ghost? Do you think if I am a ghost you will be able to lift me up in the air? Are you stupid? Now shut your mouth and help me up"
Hastin went near her and tried to move her to the sofa. But his hand had just touched her when Akemi hit him hard.
"Move me slowly! You are an idiot! Don't you know how to move a patient who got hurt? How can you be so harsh?"
"No, I don't know! And stop calling me names. You are an idiot, you are stupid, I am not! I am not helping you anymore! Help yourself up"
"I have never met anyone so unreasonable before in my life. Such an ill-bred brat you are!"
"What did you say?" Hastin went near her with anger and all of a sudden he stopped and saw her with uncertainty clearly visible in his eyes.
"So do you remember anything from your past?"
"Yes, I do! Why will I not remember? I am now like you who don't even know how to treat a lady properly?"
Akemi stopped at that moment and closed her mouth with her hands.
"I actually remember everything! I remember everything! But why am I so fluent in English? I never learned how to speak English in my life!"
Without even realizing it, she stood up but then held the sofa for support as the pain suddenly hit her. She sat down on the sofa while groaning in pain.

Hastin was running out of ideas for his horror novel. By chance, he comes across an app which gives him ideas for his story. In the beginning, everything was smooth flowing. But later he finds out that whoever reads his story disappears and becomes the story character themselves... 

Participated in the WPC#114 contest and ranked 10th... Thank you readers for your support.

....
I'd like everyone to know that things may get confusing.

This fanfic creates a separate timeline from the original version.

Things could either be the same as the movie or comics or completely unacceptably different.

Apologies beforehand if it's not to your liking.
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Previously on Spartan in marvel....
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Shit happened.... and by shit I mean Tony got to have sex with pepper and The spartan was unfortunately forgotten....,,,,,,,... or was he 
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Early in the morning Pepper pots had just woken from great sex unfortunately she had a corporation to run so off she went picking her clothes off the floor and heading to the bathroom to wash the cum off her body.
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on her way back up stairs she ran into something hard and nearly fell that is until she was caught in a cold metallic grip looking up she had to fight almost screaming as she saw the spartan that she had forgotten about.

"GOD!!!! DONT Do that". slowly Pepper had come to acknowledge the fact that she hadn't exactly put on her clothes just yet and the ones that she was using to cover herself with tumbled down toward the floor like a world war 2 bomber blown out of the sky.

Back to Pepper she was currently blushing up a storm helped back to her feet by the Spartan Pepper quickly picked up her clothes, giving the spartan a good view of herself, and ran off upstairs away from the Spartan not saying a word.

Once Pepper reached her room she closed the door behind her falling backwards onto the door breathing a little bit harder her face was flushed red she felt a heat resonating from her.

...(Peppers thoughts).'did i just bend down and make a show on purpose, Come on Pepper what are you doing well what aren't we doing I mean if Tony can have sex with who ever he wants why cant I.'

Shaking her head she quickly went to the bathroom to wash up.

Back with Tony the dude was just getting up and was quite satisfied with the sex, speaking of sex he slowly recalled that he still had a reporter to 'TALK TO'.

Getting some pants on Tony was also heading up for a quick shower walking up stairs and passing by the spartan he simply said morning and walked straight forward to his room.

The Spartan just staired at them not really saying much except for heading to his room and removing his armour so he could take a shower.

(I guess its shower central I dont know why Lol)

After everyone was freshened up Tony called for 118 as he had a meeting to get to with the rest of the avengers.

After fixing up his portable iron man suit..............

............ READERS I HAVE TO APOLOGIZE.... i have not been updating frequently. im under a lot of pressure im close to being droped from my early college highschool. on the bright side if i am dropped im more likely to spend more time . writing my fanfics and novels. i may upload a paterons so as to make this a full career. during the last couple of days i have broke my ipad and my phone losing access to webnovel for a bit and losing access to discord.  im curently borrowing a laptop so i guess ill see how it goes i cant help but get super tired out by these mundane scenes like i can barely read them and writing them is even more unbarable. its ironic because i hate writing and reading and im terrible at writing yet im striving to be an author. i guess i just got tired of not being able to read something i wanted to read and resorted to creating it instead.   so this is probably a glimps of the next chapter. umm so im super unsure about the future there goes my associates degree in biology. also im sick so im missing valuable days of education that isnt helping my dire situation as i have like 4 college courses along with my highschool courses intotal i have probably like 12 or 14 coursrs im taking. and im probably heading to school today as i already missed a day yesterday for being sick im still sick but probably not sick enough to miss another day. well its 1:56 and im gonna go back to watching Hotel Beau Sejour until i pass out from exuastion.

His name is Jackson 118 of the Spartans 2 program. He will be forced into a world not his own. Must use his spartan training to overcome obstacles that he will face.

um I dont own halo or marvel

I like to think the spartan is my own creation but like it's more like a creation of the people so I hes publicly available for use any one can use him please do and give me a shout out I'd love to hear about other stories https://discord.gg/uVvkXwy 

that should still be available contact me I may respond I prefer snap but oh well

When Wang Xiaodong finished the last step, he opened the data package and looked at Lu Zhou, "The iterative calculation program is completed. The coordinates for the far and close side of the moon, the speed, and the direction of Chang'e 3 are calculated. I'll send it to your email?" 
Lu Zhou, who was writing, did not even lift his head, "Just send it to my QQ."
Wang Xiaodong, "Okay, what's next?"
"… The satellite orbit around the moon and the satellite landing trajectory geometry data and parameters are all here. You'll have to do the plotting," replied Lu Zhou. He threw the fully written A4 at Wang Xiaodong's desk and began his next calculation. 
Wang Xiaodong looked at the data on the paper and noticed that he had changed the MATLAB software to a more professional SAS software for data mapping. Without any expression, he answered, "Okay."
The two collaborated quietly and were fighting in their own areas of expertise. 
It was around twelve o'clock when Lin Yuxiang walked quietly into the computer room. She placed a plastic bag containing two packs of yellow chicken rice and two cans of coffee on the table. 
"Geniuses, time to eat!"
Wang Xiaodong got up and took his plate. With a smile on his face, he said, "Thank you."
Naturally, Lin Yuxiang smiled back. She then walked next to Lu Zhou and said, "This one's yours."
Lu Zhou did not raise his head as he replied, "Put it aside. I'll eat it after I finish calculating this."
"Okay!"
It was nine o'clock at night when Lin Yuxiang yawned and went back to the dorm. Wang Xiaodong went back at around ten o'clock. As he was the main force for tomorrow, he had to get a good night's rest. 
At this point, other than Lu Zhou, there were only a few people left in the computer room. 
The genius mathematics student Luo Rundong was also there with Liu Rui. 
There was also a third-year genius statistics student next to Liu Rui. 
Their team configuration was special. The captain was responsible for programming and part of the modeling but did not do calculations. Most of the modeling was done by Liu Rui who then directed another person to do the thesis. 
The third-year genius statistics student asked, "Is that guy in your dorm?"
Liu Rui nodded, "Yeah."
The genius statistics student said casually, "That guy is insane. I briefly looked at him when I went to the bathroom. He chose question A. They'll have a lot fewer competitors than us."
Liu Rui asked curiously, "Then why didn't we choose question A?"
Liu Rui has been solving question B for a while now and he did not feel like it was easy at all.
The genius statistic student said impolitely, "Because I have you guys for this year. Do you think I wanted to choose question B?"
Liu Rui: "…"
The other guy in his team: "…"
At three o'clock in the morning, only five people were left in the computer room. 
At four o'clock in the morning, Lu Zhou was the only person still sitting in front of a computer. 
By the time the sun started to shine through the window, Lu Zhou finally finished writing the last line of calculations. 
When Wang Xiaodong opened the computer room door and walked in, he asked, "Finished?"
"Finished…" said Lu Zhou. He sighed in relief before saying, "The basic modeling is completed. The rest is programming, plotting, and sensitivity analysis by observing changes in the simulation. When you're done, I'll start writing the thesis."
Wang Xiaodong nodded his head and said, "I got this. Go and rest."
"Okay."
Lu Zhou pinched his eyebrows, shook his head, and stood up before he walked out of the computer room. 
Compared to his all-nighters during the summer, this was nothing. 
Lu Zhou could not remember how he got back to the dorms. He just remembered that he opened the door and without even taking his clothes off, he went to sleep. 
When he woke up, it was already dusk. 
Lu Zhou sat up in bed and rubbed his messy hair as he took out his phone from his pocket to take a look at the time.
He recalled that he got back to the dorm around six in the morning.
"I slept for twelve hours…"
The next time he could sleep would be after the competition. 
Lu Zhou went to the bathroom and cleaned himself up before heading toward the computer room. 
When he arrived at the computer room, Wang Xiaodong was already writing the last line of the program.
Lin Yuxiang was away but she had brought food. The food was still hot. She probably left recently.
Lu Zhou opened the plastic bag and was about to grab a pair of chopsticks when he saw a piece of paper in the bag. 
He slowly unfolded the paper. 
[Try your best ~ ^.^ ~]
Lu Zhou: "…"
Lu Zhou crunched the paper and threw it in the rubbish bin before opening the disposable chopsticks to begin eating. 
When he finished eating his dinner, he went to the bathroom and along the way, he threw the takeaway box away. 
When he came back, Wang Xiaodong pushed his glasses. He stood up and started talking, "I've already finished writing the program. The code I've used for the three questions have been sent to your QQ. I'll come back at three in the morning. You'll have to do the thesis."
"Ok, set an alarm. Don't forget."
"I know," said Wang Xiaodong as he nodded his head and left. 
Lu Zhou was the last relay runner. He sat in front of the computer and stretched.
It was seven o'clock at night and they still had 37 hours till the thesis submission time. 
Within the next 37 hours, he had to summarize all of the calculation processes, modeling ideas, procedures, and answers to the three questions, all into a 20-30 page thesis. 
No matter how exquisite the model or how ingenious the program, the judges would only judge by the thesis presentation. If the thesis could not be understood by the judges, then there was no hope for the prize. 
Therefore, this last step could not be done sloppily!
Lu Zhou went into his working mode and he had completely forgotten about the time. His attention was entirely concentrated on the computer screen and his typing and thinking were operating at the speed of light. 
The abstract and keywords had to be written in one page according to format requirements. Lu Zhou edited his abstract and even then, he barely made the cut. 
No one knew his model thought process better than him. Therefore, this stage was easy to do. 
The next was the cumbersome process of proof and reasoning. This was the main part of the entire thesis. Although it did not take up too much space, it was the most time-consuming part to complete. 
The main reason was that not only did it involve mathematical modeling ideas, it also involved programming. 
Lu Zhou was comfortable with mathematics but he needed to communicate with the coder for the program part. 
Time slowly past by and the sun fell down and rose again. Once again, it shined across the horizon.
When the night was over, Lu Zhou had finished the last part of the question answering section. 
He stretched and started at the thesis with his sleepy eyes before yawning as he started to talk to himself. 
"… Next up is the reference and appendix. Finally, it's almost done."
Lu Zhou placed his hands on the keyboard and he copied the title of the cited documents. 
[
... Moon soft landing gravity turning track design and analysis (C), Huaguo Aerospace Association deep space exploration technology professional committee second academic conference. 2005.
... Research on the detection and evasion scheme of manned lunar surface obstacles, Space Return and Remote Sensing. 2014, 35: 11-19
…
]
In total, he cited six Chinese theses, and one English thesis. 
For the final step, Lu Zhou copied Wang Xiaodong's code into the appendix.
Wang Xiaodong stood behind Lu Zhou. As he pushed his glasses, he looked at the texts on the screen and asked, "Finished?"
"Yeah, all finished. Help me check for errors. If there are no errors, convert it to PDF format," said Lu Zhou while standing up from his chair. He shook his groggy brain and said, "I'm going to sleep. I'll delegate the md5 hash check and uploading work to you." 
"Go rest," said Wang Xiaodong. He paused for a second before saying with a concerned voice, "Be careful on the road. Don't trip."
"Ok," said Lu Zhou as he nodded his head before he walked out of the computer room. 


After suffering from a heat stroke while working under the scorching heat of summer, Lu Zhou, a hardworking but poor university student, somehow becomes the owner of an advanced technological system. With the cheat given by the system, his university life changes overnight. 
  
A Master's degree? Easy. 
  
PhD? Not a problem.   
  
From a nobody, he quickly becomes a huge celebrity in the world of science. With the missions given by the system, he is on his way to winning a Nobel Prize.   

"System, can points be exchanged for money?"
  
"No."
  
"F**k, what use are you then!?"
  
"This system will make you the ultimate scholar, the kind that lords over all of humanity. What use will money be to you?"

Jafar got out of the bathroom and said, "It's free." I glared at him then responded, "Okay." I grabbed my school uniform and head toward the bathroom. 

I start putting my uniform on. I didn't want my hair up so I put it down for today. It was perfectly straight so I saw no problem whatsoever. I kinda wanted to have front bangs. I searched in the bathroom to find a pair of scissors but no such luck. I tried to make a pair of scissors appear in my hand so that worked. I grabbed small pieces of hair and started off slow. My bangs was a little long so I cut more. It was below my eyebrows and it looked absolutely stunning! I start brushing my bangs and I felt like a new person. 

I threw away pieces of my hair that was cut. I washed my hands thoroughly. I brushed my teeth next and couldn't stop looking at myself. I felt so pretty and confident.

I heard knocks from the door.

"Averyanna! You've been in there for like 20 minutes. Are you okay?" He said as he was concern for him.

"Yup! I'm good as new." I happily said.

I got out of the bathroom and start putting my shoes on. Jafar kept staring at me. He said, "Did you.. cut your hair?" I smiled, "Yup! It looks good, right?" He kept looking at me in silence and I started to lose confidence. He said, "Sorry, I got distracted by staring at you. You look great. Let's go or we're going to be late for school." 

He opened the door and stopped moving from one step outside. I asked, "What's wrong?" I looked ahead and saw Wolf standing. Wolf asked, "Going to school?" I shouted happily, "Yes, we are! I finished all my work last night." I went to him and continued talking, "I had to do an essay about love. Oh, do you like my hair?" He smiled and patted my head. 

"You look pretty." He complimented me.

I blushed and responded, "Thank you. By the way, what are you-" I felt Jafar grab my hand and start dragging me. He warned, "We're going to be late for school."

"Bye Wolf!" I yelled as I waved at him.

Jafar's hand was squeezing my hand. I said in pain, "Jafar, you're hurting me.." He said, "Sorry, I don't want you to talk to him." I asked, "Why not? He's your brother-"

"He's not my brother! He will never be my brother if he hadn't come and visited me earlier." He explained. 

I felt sorry for him so I hugged him. I said, "Hey, I'm here for you." He hugged me back but tighter. He whispered, "Can we stay like this for a while?" I warned, "We're going to be late for school." He answered, "I don't care if we're late. I just want a hug.." 

We hugged for a while and I stopped hugging him then reminded him, "Let's go to school. You have me to stay by your side." I grabbed his hand and start dragging him to school. 

After a few steps we made it to school. I said, "We're here on time! Let's go to class."

I was about to go to class but he stopped moving. I can feel him still holding my hand but just looked down. He asked, "Do you like him?" I replied, "No, I don't." He sighed, "Let's just go to class." 

We walked to class and sat in our seats. We were learning Algebra 2 but I understood everything perfectly fine. I looked at Jafar and he was writing notes. He seemed angry and frustrated about something. I whispered, "Can I borrow a pencil?" He handed me a pencil and I start writing on his paper. 

"Are you may at me?" I asked as I wrote on his paper.

"No, why do you think that?" He wrote back with a confuse look.

"You seem mad.." 

"I'm not. I'm just thinking."

"About what?"

"About Algebra, silly."

I giggled quietly. I start writing again.

"What subject are you good at?" I questioned him by writing because I was curious and we couldn't talk in class.

"Chemistry and History." He wrote with confidence.

"Ah, I suck at those." 

"That's why I let you study them."

I had a question. If our essay are due on Friday then he should at least took my paper with him, right? He has a backpack, I don't. So there's a slight chance he took my essay with him. 

"Hey, Jafar, you have my essay right?" I wrote on his paper with curiosity. 

"Yeah, I do. You suck at writing." He explained as he chuckle.

"You read it?!" I wrote with exclamation mark and a question mark because he read it. 

How can he read it? We continue writing on his paper.

"Yeah, I did. Your paper was just begging me to read it while you were in the bathroom cutting your bangs." He said as he giggles quietly.

"I didn't want you to read it.." I shyly wrote.

"Too bad. Anyway, who's your crush? You might as well confess since your paper is terrible." He instructed as he wrote fast to look at the board.

"Not telling you." I wrote back.

"Why not? Is it my 'brother'?" He wrote with curiosity.

"No, it's someone else." I lied as I wrote that.

"Me?" He asked.

"Who knows who it is. We kissed twice before..." I wrote to explain.

He shouted, "YOU KISSED SOMEONE?!" The whole class was quiet. Everybody turned around to look at him and I. I shrugged like I didn't have a clue what Jafar was saying.

"Mr. Kill, do you have an explanation of why you just yelled in my room?" Mrs. Slushi says.

"I'm sorry, ma'am. My head is in the clouds." Jafar said in a apologetic tone. 

"Alright class we're-"

Jafar whispered, "Why didn't you say anything? Who did you kiss? Was it Wolf? Who? Who?" I needed to make up a lie to cover it up. I whispered back, "It's someone you know."

"Who?" He asked.

"Noah.." I answered.

"What?!" He yelled in a surprise.

"Mr. Kill, office now!"

Jafar whined and complained as he stood up. He said, "It was Averyanna's fault! She made me yell." My jaw dropped. I stood up and lied, "I didn't do anything!"

"Both of you, office now!" Mrs. Slushi demanded.

"But Mrs. Slushi, I didn't do anything!" I explained.

"Go to my office!" She commanded.

I pouted as I grabbed Jafar's hand and dragged him to the hallway. 

"Where are we going? Mrs. Slushi's office is that way." He said as he pointed in the opposite direction.

I asked, "Why did you have to yell? Now I'm in trouble too." He laughed, "It's not bad. Mrs. Slushi is nice. She won't hurt your feelings."

For a second, I believed him. We went to Mrs. Slushi's office and we were sitting down while she got after us. She yells as she slams her work on the table, "Shouting in my class? Trying to talk your way out of it? I'm very disappointed in you, Mrs. Blade. I had very high hopes for you. You're excellent in Algebra but you distracted Jafar?"

"Miss, I-" 

Mrs. Slushi interrupted me, "I don't wanna hear it! Detention, both of you."

"But Miss, I did nothing wrong." I explained.

"So you want another detention for tomorrow?" She asked with seriousness.

"No ma'am." I said as I looked down in regret. 

"Go back to class."

I felt like I couldn't move so I kept looking at the floor for forgiveness but she never said anything. Jafar grabbed my collar from behind and dragged me outside to say, "We need to go class. Stop looking down on the floor and pay attention."

"Pay attention? I know Algebra more than you do!" I yelled. "I may not be good at History, Chemistry, or English but I won't be using your notes for now." 

I walked away with anger. Jafar groaned, "Stop being mad. You're still using my notes."

"No, thank you!" I shouted. 

I walked back to class with hatred in my eyes. The bell rung and everyone was leaving to use the restroom or to drink at the water fountain. I sat in my seat and thought. He got me in trouble? No, we both got in trouble because of his doings. What the hell? I didn't want to get in trouble for something that I didn't do. He makes me mad.

Jafar came to class feeling happy about something. I ignored him but we seat next to each other so I can't ignore him fully. I even live in his house so I can't be mad at him forever, he'll kick me out. 

He sat in his seat and asked, "Still mad at me?" I answered, "Yes, I am." He sighed and looked at me. I looked away to look at the board. I questioned him nervously, "Why are you staring at me?" He said with a smirk on his face, "No reason." 

I felt a touch on my cheek. In the corner of my eyes, he kissed my cheek. He explained, "That's payback from last night. I don't know how to cheer you up when you're mad at me so I did that. Don't think that I like you or anything." 

I remembered what he said this morning: "She's so cute when she sleeps in my arms. She's like a baby." 

I asked, "But what about this morning? You said that I was cute when I was sleeping in your arms. You even said that I looked like a baby." He froze from what I said. He looked at me feeling embarrassed. He asked, "You were pretending to sleep?!" 

I had to lie because he caught me. I stuttered trying to talk to him, "Na- no. I was.. he- hearing you talk to your- yourself and I heard what you said." He got angry then said, "I'm kicking you out." 

"But we know that's not true. You say that but you bring me inside anyway." I said. 

He stood up and said, "Well for now, I'm officially kicking you out." I stood up then said, "Fine, I'll go with your brother then." I was about to walk away from our conversation but he grabbed my hand and apologized, "I'm sorry... I don't want you to go with him. Just.. stay with me until you can pay me back." 

I kinda felt his emotions. It feels like he's worried or scared for me. It's like he doesn't want to lose me. I sat back down in my chair and so did Jafar. He wouldn't let go of my hand so he held it. I noticed he was moving his leg up and down. I asked, "You're holding my hand?" He said, "Sorry, I get anxiety when I overthink too much.." 

Overthink? Is he worried that I would actually leave him? He's my friend. I can't leave a friend behind. That's just being a fake friend that nobody deserves to have.

He start to shake intensely. I wanted to stop him but I don't know how. I grabbed both of his hand and looked at him straight in the eyes. I kissed his cheek and he slowly stopped shaking. I smirked, "There. You stopped shaking." I kept holding his hand to make him calm. He looked nervous. He nervously said, "You kissed my cheek to stop me? That's like... love."

I panicked at what he said. I nervously said while panicking, "Love? I don't know what you're talking about. I just wanted to help you. I like someone else so don't think that I like you." I let go of his hands. I covered my face with my hands as I blushed. 

That's so embarrassing. The bell rung for next class. It was time for English. I can hear Jafar mumble, "This is so boring." I chuckle quietly as I payed attention.

"Your essay that it is due on Friday has been changed to Thursday. I won't be here on Friday so tomorrow will have to be the day you give me your essay." 

Tomorrow, I thought. I need to correct my essay because Jafar said it's terrible. I need to correct it immediately. I was getting stressed at the thought of fixing my essay but Jafar grabbed my hand and started to hold. He whispers, "I'll help you with your essay. Don't be stressed out." For some reason, him holding my hand made my stress go away. 

The bell rung. 

"Class dismissed. Enjoy your lunch students! Averyanna and Jafar, detention both of you." Mrs.Slushi glared at us.

Jafar let go of my hand and stood up. He said, "Come on, let's go eat." I groaned, "Ugh, detention." I stood up and followed him to lunch. I was in line with him.

"Jafar, do you have a girlfriend?" A girl asked.

She has blonde hair in two short pig tails. Her hair was around her shoulder length. It was quite curly and she also has front bangs. Her body short and tiny. She had to be 5'2. Her eyes were light blue. She looked cute but maybe a brat.

Jafar responded, "No, I don't." He looked at me for some reason like he was trying to tell the girl that we were secretly dating. She looked up at me and said, "He's mine." She walked away as I bend my legs to make it seem like I was short and mimicked her, "He'S MiNe!" 

"Stop that," Jafar said. 

He turned back around and I can see his shoulders moving. Is he laughing? It was my turn in line and we were having Chinese food. I grabbed my tray and start walking to detention. I asked, "Chinese food? Is it even good?" 

I noticed as I was walking, some girl was going to trip over me. I smirked and pretended to fall. I giggled, "Nice try." I looked at her food and wanted her to slam her face in it. For some reason, when I thought about it, her face actually slammed her food. I laughed evilly and begin to walk faster. I was going to detention and I saw Jafar waiting for me in the hallway.

I asked, "Were you waiting for me?" He said sarcastically, "No, I was waiting for someone else." He went to the detention room and so did I. 

"Hey, can I borrow a paper? I need to do my essay because someone said that it was terrible." 

He laughed and handed me a paper. I was eating while writing. 5 minutes later, I was done with my food but wasn't satisfied. I ate fast because I was hungry. It felt like I was going to starve to death. I was writing and I couldn't stop laughing at what I did to that girl. 

"He'S MiNe." I whispered to myself.

I was laughing and even thought about the part that I made the girl slam her face to her food. 

"What are you laughing about?" Jafar asked with concern in his eyes. 

I stopped laughing and looked at him. I said, "I think I have telekinesis.." He answered, "Prove it." I made him slam his face to his food. I laughed as I felt a tear in my eye. I couldn't stop laughing. I haven't laughed like this for a while. 

"Ahaha! My stomach hurts!" I continued laughing. 

Jafar lifted his head to look at me. He had noodles and sauce on his cheek. He looked mad and I immediately stopped laughing. He said, "You're so dead!" He stood up quickly but I stood up faster to get a head start. I was on the opposite side of the table.

"Averyanna! You're so dead meat!" He shouted. 

I laughed and said, "Catch me if you can!" I start running out of the detention room then to the hallway. I felt free but when I looked behind myself Jafar was so close to me. I couldn't run any faster so eventually I got caught. 

I was pinned to the wall like always. I said sarcastically, "Oh no! I'm trapped." I giggled. Jafar still had sauce on his face and I just smiled at how stupid he looks. I licked the sauce off of his cheek. I said, "You know, Chinese food isn't bad." He pinned me harder and I start to fear him. 

"Um.. Jafar, that hurts.." I said fearfully. 

He was looking at my neck and I couldn't push him or anything. He licked my neck and bit it. He was sucking my blood. I stood quietly and held in the pain.

"Yo, man, did you see the movie last night?" A boy asked to his friend.

"Jafar! Someone's coming." I said as I started to panic.

He immediately stopped then grabbed my hand to take me somewhere. He was holding my hand too tight like he was squeezing it. I said in pain, "Jafar, that hurts. You're hurting me." We went back to the detention room. 

He locked the door and went back to pinning me to the wall. He continued to suck my blood. His fangs in my skin hurts like hell. I mumbled, "You're hurting me.." He stopped and looked at me. He was leaning in but-

"Hey! Open up!"

Jafar stopped and sighed. He mumbled, "Fuck.." He went to the door and unlocked it. I covered my neck to stop the bleeding so that nobody knows he bit me. Once he opened the door, I heard a teacher say, "Mr. Kill, we have a new teacher that claims he's your older brother."

I went to go and see and I saw Wolf. I got happy and said, "Wolf! You're here." He smiled back then answered, "Yes, I'm here." He patted my head and noticed that I was covering my neck. 

He asked, "Mr. Bamowei, can I have a talk with Averyanna and my little brother?" 

"Go right ahead." 

Wolf closed the door then locked it. He asked to Jafar, "Did you bit her?" Jafar responded, "Yeah, I did. Do you have a problem with that?" Wolf got angry then yelled, "You can't suck her blood. The demon powers inside of her is too much of a risk." Wolf grabbed my hand and put it to a side. He was checking my neck to see if I was okay. He said, "It's slowly healing. That's good." I asked, "But what about yesterday? When I said that I was letting him suck on my blood, you didn't seem mad."

"That's because I didn't believe you. I saw no bite mark on you. Since you're a demon, you heal fast." 

He looked at Jafar then slapped him. He left a mark on his cheek. He yelled, "Don't suck on her blood." Jafar said, "I can suck on her blood whenever I want to. You're not the boss of me." 

"I'm your brother!"

"Brother or not, I'm not listening to you. Averyanna is mine to keep. I'll continue to suck on her blood and take care of her."

"Too late, I've decided to keep her safe so that you don't continue to suck on her blood." 

I felt like I was the one who started this. I don't want them to fight. I didn't ask them to fight, so why are they fighting if Jafar can suck on my blood?

They’re always together, side by side, when people start coming into their lives. They fight together as one when more enemies turn their back on them trying to break their relationship/friendship apart.
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The hot wind of summer still blew past the blossoming trees while the local children who had to attend school naturally felt nothing but unutterable anguish at the thought of having to wake up early again. Though this was lessened by the fortunate fact that they would have lunch money later.
"Zel! Wake up! It's 6:30 already!" A roaring voice came eagerly from downstairs. It was the familiar voice of his beloved mother.
"Huh? Huh!" Zel who was fondly dreaming of being a mighty hero who flew his way towards a gigantic monster rabbit was jolted awake by the fierce cry coming from downstairs. He hurriedly stood up, causing him to feel dizzy for a while before heading straight for the shower. He carefully took the towel he strategically placed on the chair last night while gently pressing the 'print' button on his still turned on reliable computer.
"Beep- Beep- Beep-"A sound came from his printer that was also left on since forever ago. His intimate knowledge of computers made him realize keenly that he didn't need to turn them off ever again. Though his lack of practical knowledge about life didn't allow him to know respectively that the radiant heat it produces also harms his precious health, not only that, his parents' wallets too due to the constant consumption of electricity.
He ran out of his room while wearing only the boxers he slept comfortably with last night, he had already removed his shirt and tossed it into the clothes basket by the bathroom door. He looked at the windows and saw that it was still dark outside, but he hadn't connected the dots as of yet.
"Oh no, oh no!" The bathroom door was tactfully left open while the brilliant lights were on, which probably means his eldest sister was already done with her shower. He entered rapidly and placed the towel on the sink before closing the door. He didn't realize that the temperature inside wasn't warm at all.
"Slip. Bang. Ow!" As he was too hasty in his careless movements, he didn't care about how much overwhelming power he exerted to close the door and inevitably ended up slipping on the polished floor. The pain on his thighs was giving him no small amount of irritation. Nevertheless, Zel had already started stripping off his boxers. When he had removed one leg out, he clicked on the lock of the door.
His other leg was still inside his boxers, but he had already turned the shower handle to start the heater, though he quickly left the area so his clothes don't get wet. Nothing worse than having a wet boxer in a pile so that mother would scold you for peeing the bed again.
'I don't have time to brush my teeth afterwards!'
Mentally calculating the time that had elapsed in his head, Zel arranged a plan to sequence it all out. He took his toothbrush from the cabinet, as well as a flexible tube of toothpaste. He then hurriedly placed them on a rack for soap while taking the soap in exchange. The scorching hot water made him flinch momentarily before he quickly adapted to the heat. He scrubbed his bed head with water before letting the water hit every part of his body.
"Zel!" His mother's shout had forced his brisk pace quicken up, turning what was already a mess into one that would make him graze his head and skin as he scrubbed like a madman.
The boy next took the soap and smeared his face with it. He operated one spare hand to rub the places the soap had passed through as the soap hand explored uncharted territory. A cycle he perpetuated twice to make sure he got every nook and cranny. He cleansed just his face while barely letting the water hit everything else.
'Shampoo!' A shampoo container that was very forcefully opened was promptly placed over his head while he took the toothbrush with another hand. He squeezed the container to let its contents squirt out, feeling a weight added on top of his head. He subsequently placed the bottle back on the storage space before picking up the toothpaste and letting a few drops dribble into the toothbrush.
"Zel!" Another shout came from downstairs again, making him squeeze the toothpaste too hard and ended up amassing a tall amount. But he couldn't be bothered and squandered it anyway.
Zel madly brushed his teeth with one hand while furiously washing his hair with the other. Almost choking on the toothbrush as it went a little too hard. He then washed everything away in just a few minutes before rushing towards the towel. When he was ceased rubbing himself from top to bottom, as a good boy should, he took the powder from the cosmetics rack and doused it on himself. Not even caring if he was wasting the powder that fell on the floor.
"Zel! Hurry up and eat!" 
Zel who had just left the bathroom froze on the spot, watching as his mother was knocking on his bedroom door. 
She didn't look like she was frantic at all, in fact, she looked quite lax. But what really made him freeze was when he found his big sister standing by her room door, seemingly having just woken up. Her hand was even scratching her right eye while she yawned loudly in front of the stationary Zel.
"Morning..." Zel's eldest sister just walked towards the bathroom behind Zel while the boy stood in place. A moment later, he proceeded to go back into his room while leaving behind a shimmering pool of water on where he stood on just a moment ago.
"No way..."
Zel took a look at the calendar and clock on the bottom right of his computer and he felt ridiculous.
"Is this real?" Zel had an incredulous look on his youthful face as he gently massaged his temple. His dull eyes darted around the room while he sat down on his adjustable chair without caring if it got wet.
'It's only 5:10 am'
His cruel mother had never lied to him about the time before, making him think that it was late. How cruel. A feeling of terrible betrayal lingered in his sorrowful heart for a good 10 minutes before he arbitrarily decided to lie back down, his disheveled hair still sopping wet.
'How could she?' The frantic rush he had experienced inevitably turned into a solemn mood that threatened to radically change the boy's perspective on life. How much personal effort did he just give only to look like a blundering idiot, even if it's just to himself?
"Zel! You hav- Bang. Click." Zel couldn't take her urgent voice in without feeling mad so he slammed the door and locked it. Promising to never go to school again. He lied back down on his bed while playing music to calm himself down. It was when he reached for his computer that he saw the paper he just printed.
"Sigh." Climbing back out of his miserable bed, he proceeded to wear his uniform. Even if he hated his mother, he shouldn't let his friends down. Their lunch for today needed his personal attendance, or it wouldn't be complete without him presenting his novel there. He slowly walked out of his room in full attire while finding his sister fixing her uncombed hair over the mirror.
"You're early today."
"Mumble." Zel hadn't expected the harsh reminder so he didn't care to respond, though his sister also didn't care as she proceeded to go back and brush her hair.
When Zel had gone downstairs, a table filled with food greeted him. A stack of pancakes, prepared fruits and a peanut butter and jelly sandwich that was his favorite. Though he didn't care about them at all as he merely grasped the glass of milk and chugged it in one go, not taking a single bite of the lousy food. His sister had went downstairs after he drank and seated herself to have a meal.
"Are you not hungry?"
"..." Zel didn't even look at his concerned mother, the traitor. He merely went to the living room and involuntarily turned on the television, not caring about his upset father who was delivering him a dissatisfied look that said 'Go and eat'.
"This following program is unintended for young audiences, viewer discretion is advised." A movie played out, and it was only just starting too. Zel looked at his watch to see how much time he had before they would leave for school.
'5:40, that's like 50 minutes left? 60 minus 40 plus 30. Yep, 50 minutes'
The sensitive boy sat down while awkwardly placing his backpack on his side. Not minding anyone else' business. His distraught mother had looked suspiciously at him from time to time but didn't call him out again. When the time hit 6:30, his hapless father stood up and called them.
"Let's go kids."
Zel's big sister had already started to go out of the house but not before giving her mother a kiss on the cheek.
"Bye, mom."
"Bye, sweetie."
Zel didn't follow her though and just went to the door. Though he was forcibly stopped by an overstuffed bag that was placed right in front of him. He looked up to see that it was his wicked mother's hand.
"I packed the sandwich for you, in case you get hungry."
"..." Zel took the bag and merely left without saying anything. Zel's anxious mother still didn't understand why the boy had suddenly started willfully ignoring her but in her preoccupied mind, 'that's just kids'. Even if it did hurt a little.
Zel's school was a private school that had nuns as the governing body, which means there's a lot of praying that goes around. One of the prayers is held in the morning, just before the school sessions start. Zel went out of the car with his sister and bid their father goodbye with a wave of the hand.
It was only when Zel and Melba had went inside the building already that Tommy saw that an overstuffed bag was left behind inside the car. One that looked like a lunch bag.
'Oh no!' He hurriedly stopped the car and parked it on the side, so he can check up on what was inside the bag. When he did so, he only found a packed sandwich, two packs of 'Chiffy' chips and three bars of dark chocolate while a note that said 'Mommy's sorry' was covering one of the candy bars.
"Sigh." Tommy went home but not before eating the food and hiding the bag in the trunk so his helpless wife doesn't see. He wondered bitterly what got into that boy who was so sweet just last night.
'It's too early for puberty isn't it?'
.....
'What was it again?'
Zel opened his personal notebook and started writing furiously as if the class hadn't started yet. It began three minutes ago already.
'It was something like, name, race, level, exp, exp?' He wrote down a list of odd things he remembered from his dreams. He wondered uneasily why he was able to see them on a watch in his terrible dreams, but then he merely recalled.
'They are dreams.' He searched online about what could have been happening to him for a few nights now, when he couldn't even move sometimes. But when he could, it feel like it was real when he did. It was as if he was seeing something more akin to a memory than a dream. The overwhelming sense of excessive familiarity in his new body, the raw emotions he felt when experiencing it. It was too real.
Turns out what he had been experiencing were lucid dreams, where he could dictate what happens in the dream. But why was it that he would dream of something he had never thought about before. For starters, he had never liked playing role playing video games, so why was it that the dreadful dream would have a bleak setting like that. "Sigh."
'I'd rather have a real-time strategy game or even a city-building game. That would be much nicer.' He wrote down which parts of the dream he liked most, and wrote down things he didn't. He was jotting down these things when he realized that a person was looking at him write, a person he didn't know.
'Who is she?' A girl wearing a white blouse that had the insignia of the school on its left breast.A black and white pleated plaid skirt that reached all the way to her knees. All this combined with a pair of black shoes with white socks. Blue eyes and black hair, a short stature and fair skin.
She was cute, there was no doubt about that in Zel's disordered mind, but she was too nosy. He had never seen her before, so she must be a new student. But he didn't really care about those students other than the friends he already had.
"Umm, please don't look." Zel was shyly hiding his notebook from the uninvited guest who was taking a peek. He didn't know the girl, but didn't want to be rude about it, so he tried to be polite.
Luckily, the unknown girl seemed to understand as she nodded her head and opened a notebook of her own. Seemingly writing down something as well.
'Don't want to eat my own words now.' He then went back to writing, not bothering the girl as she wrote on her notebook. Her previously confused look changed into one of seriousness which made her look more adorable in Zel's eyes.
If only Zel was able to take a peek, though, he'd be terribly surprised to see what she was writing.
As it was an exact copy of what he was writing.


(Author's note:

Story will be updated on August 3, 2020. I'm having my last semester in college so I'll focus on that for a while. Also, a remake will be done so reading this version would still be worth it. 

For those who were looking forward to more content, sorry but you'll have to wait longer. But my personal life has to come first, and this hobby can wait. If you're willing to wait, I'll give you your due reward, but not for a while. Thank you, and hope you like what you'll see.)

The world as we know it is about to end. Billions of lives will be lost, countries devastated and society left in ruins. But if you have the power to save it, would you?

Zel Huertazuela has had a life that's full of let downs. His mother was a debt-ridden mess, his father was an abusive angry bull while he gets nothing but insults when trying to fix them. He doesn't even know how to move forward with his life.

“Never mind, I don’t really know what I want, why not just do what people tell me to? Money is needed you say? I’ll be an engineer then, those pay well right?”

“Get a work that you would do even if you don’t get paid for it? What the hell kind of fantasy is that?”

But that would have been it if it weren't for his sudden ability to live a lifetime in the span of a dream that lasts a night.

"Wait, this isn't the hospital?!"

"Where's my wife!"

"Now that I'm back, I'll be rich!"

"I'll fix the mistakes I made, there won't be any more regrets for this guy!"

"Monsters?! No problem!"

"We won in the dream, why can't we win in reality?"

"What do you mean it changed?"

"Help! How do I fix this?!"

If you were given a second chance, would you take it? Even if you have to lose everything you built up today?

Find out how a man finds himself saving the world by being the man who rules it!

(The first volume is basically a very long prologue. The 'Battle of the Beginning' chapters will be more representative of what to expect from future volumes. 

This story is something I had in mind for a long time now so many of the ideas and scenarios can be seen in my other works but they are only similar, not literal copies. Enjoy!)

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