Before Starting I'm just going to say this, if this Fanfic could get rank 10 this week I'll continue to put 2 Chapters daily.

Starting tomorrow I'll update 2 Chapters daily.

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At school, Noah was drawing a paper animation due to boredom, he felt that he had already learned everything he could from school, though he was only talking about the high school level lessons.

He was being boastful but for some reason he could memorize things faster than before, he hypothesized that the Multiversal Company was behind this again, he wasn't sure but he couldn't think of anything else that could have caused this change.

He was scribbling in his notebook from the very start of the first class till the last class before the club activity started.

No one paid any attention to him, excluding Kenichi and Miu that is, they were curious about what he was scribbling in his notebook.

However he didn't let them see yet nor did he start the Live Streaming, he told them he'll show them after he finished this paper Animation he was working on.

He used his thick notebook that had 200 pages, after the last period ended he finally finished his paper Animation.

After class, Kenichi and Miu immediately went towards his table and immediately said.

"You're done right?"

"If you are then show us!"

Noah stared at them for a moment and sighed, he spoke. "You guys are being too excited it's not like this is anything special."

Secretly, he turned on the Live Stream function in YouTube.

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After a full minute of waiting, Noah finally started explaining. "I'm not going to say anything unnecessary, I'll just be straight to the point. Today, I'll show a paper animation that I made because of well…. boredom. I hope you guys will like it."

His voice was plain and emotionless, it was not forceful anymore. He didn't want to pretend to be cheerful anymore. Simply because it was tiring.

His viewers didn't complain, they didn't mind it at all because his plain voice was a lot better than his forceful cheerful voice. It felt more… original.

All of his viewers thought that this plain, somewhat emotionless voice suited his appearance.

Noah started to play the paper animation spanning 200 pages. He adjusted the camera to first person POV and enlarged it enough to cover the drawing and make it more clear.

So he started to flip the paper rapidly, at the same time he added an anime soundtrack, yeah, he could actually add soundtracks at will and he realized this feature of the glasses a few days ago when he started tinkering with it a little bit to pass his boredom.

He just needed to think of the soundtrack he wanted to be played and it will be played automatically. It was an extremely useful feature, any and all Live Streamer would be jealous of him and would do anything to get an item like this.

The paper animation started to move, and they could see two figures fighting each other.

And those who were Weebs could instantly recognize the figure from the paper animation.

( Animetard : Isn't that Tanjiro fighting…. Streamer-san wtf? A skinny old man?!! Really?! )

( DeathGod : Seriously?! Wait! Did anyone notice that old man is wearing an oppai T-Shirt?! )

( PandaJoe : That's saitama as an old man! Lol! )

At this moment, Noah's viewers thought that he was too bored to actually make a paper Animation like this!

However it's detailing was actually amazing! If it wasn't for the fact that it doesn't have any color and only ink outlines.

It would have been amazing! Noah even included the Shadows of Tanjiro and Saitama while they were fighting…. Well it was more like a one-sided beatdown.

Saitama was Saitama it didn't matter if he was old or not.

The paper Animation ended and its duration was just 30 seconds, all of Noah's viewers thought 'Why didn't he become an animator instead of becoming a streamer?'

However, considering the content of his Live Stream, all of them understood his reasoning. It was an otherworldly experience after all and it was the only one of its kind.

Most of them believed that sooner or later Noah's Live Stream is bound to become famous and if his proclamations were actually true then it's game would not only be worldwide but much much more.

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Miu and Kenichi didn't have much understanding of animation but still they were amazed at Noah's skill in art!

"Noah you're amazing! I didn't think that you were this good at drawing! I'm jealous, I wanna learn how to draw too!"

"Kenichi-san is right! It's not easy to master this skill!"

Hearing their praises he wasn't affected at all, he was as expressionless as ever. Because he knew that it was not his own talent. However he remembered something crucial from their exclamations.

"Hey Kenichi, did you ever think of being a novelist?" He remembered that in the original manga Kenichi's goal was to win a certain prize from making a novel.

He wasn't sure about it as he couldn't remember about the details much but he knew that Kenichi wanted to be a novelist. Kenichi on the other hand was dumbfounded from Noah's question and he thought and spoke.

"I have never thought about my future like that, if I speak truthfully! A novelist huh… it might not be a bad suggestion!" Noah's words caused Kenichi to find a path for his future, a goal or aim in life of sorts. And this realization came much earlier than in the original.

"Oh right, isn't today supposed to be the day that you'll fight your senpai? Wait.. no, that Daimonji isn't a Senpai but a freshman like us, right?"

Kenichi suddenly remembered and exclaimed. "Ah! I almost forgot!"

Suddenly there was a hint of hesitation in his eyes, both Noah and Miu noticed this but only Noah decided to say.

"You don't really have to fight him you know? You could just quit the Karate Club like he said."

Kenichi's hesitation disappeared in an instant as he heard those words coming from Noah. He knew that he was weak, extremely so, but he wasn't a coward! Well…. Maybe….

"No! I'll fight Daimonji today!"

Hearing this Miu smiled happily and Noah nodded as he internally commended his fighting spirit.

In the original Kenichi would beat Daimonji eventually after figuring out the technique that Miu taught him.

But right now with Noah's existence, Kenichi was at least twice as strong as the original, for he had also learned a technique that Akisame was supposed to teach him in the future.

Noah wasn't worried about his match with Daimonji, but the problem was the Karate club president that would soon target Kenichi…

Well he would let that guy beat Kenichi or else he wouldn't realize just how weak he currently was, that moment was the turning point of Kenichi.

Noah would take care of that senpai after, he already at the Low Class Disciple level and someone like Tsukuba couldn't hold a candle against him.

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Noah followed Kenichi, since he didn't have any club to join temporarily unlike Miu who didn't have a choice but to go to her club.

Even though she wanted to watch Kenichi's fight, she still had to attend the club.

Right now Kenichi was in the middle of a line preparing to fight Daimonji while Noah was just in the corner trying to be as low-key as possible and spectating the fight.

He was looking at the match with Interest, after all there was a vast difference between animation and reality.

Daimonji was staring at Kenichi's little body with an irritated expression.

"Midget, you got balls to show up! I'm going to kill you!"

Kenichi on the other hand was shivering, while Noah thought 'Daimonji is a Japanese, so why does he act like a certain character from a Xianxia novel?'

Tsukuba spoke. "The rules are simple, the match continues till either one of you surrender or passes out, now let the match begin!"

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Noah an average joe and a unpopular Live Streamer.

His dream is to be a very popular streamer, however his dream were unreachable since he couldn't find an opportunity to get famous.

One day a weird message from his phone appeared saying that they would hire him as a Multiverse Streamer!

He sign the contract without reading everything, he merely doing it for fun.

What do you think will happen after that?

If Zhou Yu could choose, he still preferred the Idol flower seed. Even if he didn't have any proper facilities to raise an idol, the worst idol could still be sold for several thousand Moe Coins. To Zhou Yu who had run out of the coins, the idol flower was the best way and the quickest way to make coins.
To put it this way, the blank seed was specially used to raise talented people. So far, he had three types of hoes. He could raise a "musician", a "manga artist" or an "animation director". The use of "musician" was not clear at the moment, so it was not necessary to raise it for the time being. There was a copycat manga artist at the moment, so he also didn't need a new manga artist. Therefore, he left with "animation director".
The sad thing was that it would also cost money. The animation base needed 1500 Moe Coins. But by just looking at the game company, Zhou Yu knew that there were many areas that have "hidden charges". So before he was able to gather another 3000 Moe Coins, he could not afford to build an animation base.
But then again, it took him one month to grow the idol flower, and then another week to raise little Niannian. Perhaps, raising an animation director would cost the same amount of time. So if he started to save coins now, he should be able to save 3000 Moe Coins.
Of course, there would be another outcome. It was that the plant would fail to evolve, just like little Niannian. When he thought of this, he decided to use a new flower pot, instead of using the flower pot that he used to grow little Niannian. He hoped that by using the new flower pot, it would bring luck.
The musical soil would emit musical symbols from time to time. The manga soil would emit ink, and currently, the animation soil was emitting many unknown animated characters. They would make a few silly moves before they slowly disappeared in the air.
Speaking of this, there was another thing that also needed to be mentioned. It was that aunt Hehua, who was from the old village chief's family, once borrowed Beethoven's birch hoe to remove the wild weeds in her farm. In the end, her farm was emitting musical symbols all day long. Luckily, no one apart from Zhou Yu could see it. Otherwise, who knows how other villagers would react.
Upon returning the hoe, aunt Hehua was constantly praising how good and effective the hoe was. It was just that it looked rather garish. Who would carved dragons and painted phoenix their hoes? It even made her fear to use strength on the hoe. She was scared that she might break it.
Now that the wild weeds had been removed, every time when Zhou Yu passed that farm, he would stop to observe the spectacular scenery of the whole farm emitting musical symbols. Moreover, that area had more small beasts than other places. Perhaps, they were attracted by the musical soil.
After planting the bank seed, Zhou Yu began to test the tier-three game - "The War Of Luhua village"
Because he couldn't upgrade his company any time soon, so this time, he chose the war game, of which the quality could be increased by 20% by the soldier's development team. So it could be considered as a great opportunity for the soldier's development team to do something that they were good at.
Upon entering the game, the first thing that Zhou Yu evaluated was its graphics.
The Farming Simulation could get 2 points at the most, The Myth Of Luhua Village could get 6 points for its CG animation, but the gameplay could only get 4 points. But the opening CG animation of The War Of Luhua Village could get 8 points! The games that could get the same points in the current market were the latter series of ARMA or the latter series of Call Of Duty. So it was pretty good.
After Zhou Yu entered the game, he noticed that the average gameplay could get 6 points or maybe a little bit higher. It was still not too bad. At least, with Zhou Yu's gaming experiences, he thought that it would not be a bad commercial game.
Checking the contents of the game.
Surprisingly, the main character was Zhou Hao, that naughty kid, and he was wearing a military uniform. With 6 points in graphic, the 3D character of Zhou Hao was easily recognizable. This naughty kid, who had just attracted a lot of attention in the "movie" once again, became the main character of a game. His life was truly full and interesting.
And in terms of the real Zhou Hao, he was currently buried under piles of homework, shouting in desperation that why there was so much homework to do. To him, probably this was also a part of his full and interesting life.
The new school term would start tomorrow, so this was the cost of only having fun on the holidays. Therefore he couldn't blame anyone.
Because the main character was a kid, so the main storyline was also written in a fairy tale style.
In the quiet Luhua village, people had long been in peace with the little monsters known as 'Fuzai'. Although they were very small, and their average height was only about 10cm, they had special abilities. They would help the villagers to adjust weather conditions so they could have a bumper harvest. And the villagers would also give a share of the harvest to Fuzai as gifts.
However, this peace had encountered a crisis.
No one knows when, but a group of naughty Fuzai appeared. They rode all kinds of strange weapons, creating all kinds of troubles in the village, and destroying all kinds of crops. In order to prevent Fuzai from going complete mayhem, The Children's Regiment of Luhua Village decided to counterattack and launch an investigation on the cause of the naughty Fuzai, and Zhou Hao was the head of the Children's Regiment.
The counterattack method was to use the inventions of "the doctor strange" in the village. And when Zhou Yu saw the so-called "the Doctor Strange", he almost spat water. Because that "doctor" was him. Having chicken-nest-like messy hairs, wearing a dirty white coat and having a pair of flip flops on his feet, to be honest, it was actually quite like his image.
The strange doctor had invented many small weapons, and he was able to make children even smaller, so they could fit into many types of equipment. Those equipment were tanks, airplanes, and warships.
Hence, a war between the children of Luhua village and the small beast was begun.
In the beginning, there were only two or three people in The Children's Regiment. But as the story progressed, many friends with different personalities slowly joined in. Of course, Zhou Hao, as the main character of the game, was able to master all three types of equipment. However, the rest of the regiment members had different merits. Different campaign environments would require different members to enter the battlefield.
The land battle, air combat, sea battle, upgrades and modification of various weapons, adding skill points to every regiment member, etc... not only those mechanisms enriched the game content, but they also made the game much more fun to play.
The story of the game began like the Fire Emblem series. It gave Zhou Yu a wrong impression that the game was a turn based game. But he did not expect that once he entered the battlefield, he was already in a tank, heading toward the enemy. With the 3D environment and all the teammates were controlled by AI, it was almost the same as World Of Tanks or Final Fire this type of game.
In the beginning, the first character that the player controlled was Zhou Hao, but the player could switch characters at any time. Once the player switched, the main character would be controlled by AI. The mission completion requirements were different. Sometimes the player needed to eliminate all the enemy, other times, the player needed to save someone, or capture some places in order to build some defense. In short, there were all kinds of missions.
Just when Zhou Yu was having fun with the game, Zhou Hao, this naughty kid sneaked into his room while holding a pile of homework.

"Brother Yu, could you help me to do some home… huh, that is me!"
Before he was able to ask Zhou Yu to help him to do the homework, Zhou Hao's attention was instantly attracted by the game. It just happened when the main character was casting out his ultimate skill, so the game specially showed a close-up CG animation. It was the reason why Zhou Hao could instantly recognize that it was him.
Pulling a chair over, he sat next to Zhou Yu shamelessly while looking at the computer. He even completely forgot that he still had some homework to do.
"Little Rat, you have school tomorrow, go finish your homework," although Zhou Yu was speechless, he still needed to persuade this little guy. He did not mind himself addicted to games, however, he did not want to give other kids the bad influences.
"Brother Yu, please! Can I just play one round? Just one round."
The kids nowadays were very smart. Although they were just in primary school, they were already familiar with computers. Because the computers at their houses were controlled by their parents, they could not download any games they like. However, they could come to Zhou Yu's place and play with Zhou Yu's computer.
Although Zhou Yu had principles, he was not a type of person that was good at refusing other people's requests, especially kids'. Therefore, he thought for a second and said, "okay, but you must complete your homework by yourself first. Then you can come to my house and play for a while every day after school."
"Really? It's a deal!"
Zhou Hao instantly jumped up excitedly while shouted, "if you lie to me, you will become a puppy." then he quickly rushed home to complete his homework.


Zhou Yu, a reclusive otaku, who did not like to go out of his house, was one day forced out of his house by a series of unexpected events.
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Hikaru Akiyama, the heir of the Akiyama family, one of the greatest and most influential families in the world has been enrolled on The Advanced Nurturing Highschool.
An elite school under the government's tutelage that trains its students using the most cutting-edge techniques, in terms of both physique and mentality and whose alumni have left their mark in society since time immemorial.
And if this wasn't enough, Hikaru doesn't seem to have any talent for magic and seems to be a normal human, but how could the heir of the Akiyama not possess any magic?
 Eh..? What did you say?
The First HighSchool had also finished its enrollment quota?
The 1'st year representative is an extremely beautiful woman? She was called Miyuki Shiba?
Eh? A Rental-Girlfriend company is taking over Tokyo!?
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LupisRegina
Kick-Ass Werewolf
Maid Not for Hire
Totally professional Employee
 
"UGH whats taking so long. Damn Solution hogging all of Master's time" complained the busty redhead. "Hey Narby when do you think it's going to be our turn" I ask as I look over towards my little sis.
"Whenever Hibari-sama wishes for us" replied my ever stoic sister, trying to hide the fact that her cheeks are glowing brighter than my hair.
"Sure, but what if he neve-" is all I got to say before I feel my sisters gaze upon my throat looking as if it was perfect for testing her blade against. "Forget I said anything" I quickly change my tune while my back is covered in sweat.
"Now Now Gamma."  Those three simple words were enough to completely change the atmosphere when spoken by our beloved Kyouya-sama. The way he walked down those stairs with such elegance dressed in his white button down dress shirt and his light grey pants with a black blazer. "Sisters shouldn't fight" he started to say before I had already jumped into his embrace.
"WAHHHH Masterrr, she was bullying me" a few fake tears and a sly look back to see a dumbfounded Narberal was all it took for me to almost break out laughing. Almost. "Muuuuu~ I need Master's love to fix my broken heart!"
"Then after we finish our business today then please come join me tonight Lupis, but we need to get going" he boldly stated as he walked away. It took a couple seconds to register what he said before I literally did a back flip in the air and landed with a big cheeky grin. Looking over into my sister's direction, I noticed her jaw dropped face and I couldn't help but feel as if I won. "Maybe next time little sis," I tease " but let's go we cant be the reason Kyouya-sama is late."
Without a word Narberal just turned around and went to sit in the back seat while I took my position as the driver. And with just a little magic with my gas pedal I manage to cut down a 20 minute drive into a 6 minute rush. I could feel the adrenaline moving through me, however looking back into the mirror I see Gamma grabbing onto Master's arms. Somehow I feel as if maybe, just maybe I'm going to regret using all that speed.
 
 
 
 
Hibari Kyouya
Transmigrator Extraordinaire
Living Cheat
C.E.O. of what exactly???
 
"Welcome Hibari-san" a over zealous blonde secretary told me. "We were expecting you the board of directors are waiting for you on the top floor. The first elevator to you right and just use your executive code." I nodded at the receptionist as I moved through the lobby. The whole building looks amazing, yet im terrified and I still don't know what it is this company does.
Looking around I see pictures of famous people and some top brass employees but still nothing indicating what this is. Wait did I bring a pen? Or a notebook? Im extremely underprepared for today.
System.
{Yes Host}
Can I roll for a pen and paper?
{Host Could but probability of trash equipment like that is extremely low. Might I recommend rolling for something else though?}
Only one piece skills and items though right? Okay how many points to spin.
{Host can spend 100 system points for 1 roll or 1,000 for 11}
System spin 11
{Congratulations host has obtained. }
-          Eidetic Memory
-          Soru Technique
-          Moria's Giant Scissors
-          3 blank Vivre Cards (Just give to person and have them circle their magic through it)
-          Marine Captain Coat
-          10 lbs of Sea Stone ( Negates Magic upon contact)
-          Doflamingo's Jacket
-          Observation Haki
-          Fishman Karate
-          1 Celestial Slave Collar
-          Conqueror's Haki
HOLY SHIT! That's a lotta power ups. It's going to be a bitch learning my Haki though with the increased learning time penalty but once I got the basics I should automatically use it to it's full potential.  I walk into the board room fully awake so I don't miss a single detail.
"Welcome Mr. Hibari my name is Jessie and I'm your COO," stated a woman with long red hair that curls a bit at the …. Wait a second! IS SHE A POKEMON REFERENCE???? THAT'S SO COOL! "The reason we have called a meeting today is due to the fact that after your last works 'Sailor Moon' 'Death Note' and 'Naruto', everyone is waiting for what do you want to anime next. Since we're privately owned with all full rights of our merchandise we're play right now but it won't be long term."
Hmmmm so it seems I own an animation studio of some sorts. " I'm currently in the middle of not only writing a new anime but I also want to start making some animation movies. I'm going to call it Project Over watch.  James im going to put you in charge of that once I finish up the last details later this week" I tell the blue haired man sitting on the opposite side of Jessie as he nods in confirmation. "Jessie the new anime is called 'Fairy Tail' ill send you the outline and the character designs also later this week. And in addition to those we're going to start branching out into live action movies . I have two ideas to run those with 'The Sixth Sense' and 'Harry Potter and The Sorcerer's Stone'."
The meeting continues for about 2 more hours before we're finally done. Dragging myself out of my chair I slowly make my way towards the car where I see Gamma standing attentively while some douche is hitting on her.
"C'mon im the vice president of Hibari-inc. Instead of being someone's private driver all im asking is one date and ill take much better care of you."
I can see her shaking with rage so before I have to start damage control I call out "Nar, start the car let's go home."
"Yes sir!" she happily responds before practically flying away from the dazed dimwit.
"AGH- YOU KID! WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE IM THE VICE PRESIDENT OF-" but before he can say anything else Lupis appeared with a flash of red and brown and had the dimwitted douche holding his broken jewels.  Walking past him like he didn't exist and the icing on the cake as I closed the car door I say "You're fired."

This isn't an anime anymore. My actions have consequences and those consequences could be lethal. How am i supposed to prevent that future when everything i do seems to push it closer.

An Inferius gave the boat a nasty jolt, sending Ginny sprawling into Harry and nearly knocking him over the side. Harry tried to regain his balance and pull out from under Ginny but it was no use. There were too many of them, and the boat couldn't support the weight. It leaned to the side and began to turn.

Both he and Ginny tried to push their bodies to the other side to rock it back, but it was hopeless. The Inferi kept pulling until the boat flipped over, sending both Harry and Ginny splashing into the black water.

Harry kicked hard, bringing his body back to the surface. He gripped the locket so tightly in his hand it made an imprint on his skin. The water felt slimy and alive. Harry didn't even want to think about what else could be swimming in its depths. He gasped as he reached for the overturned boat.
A hand clutched his ankle beneath the cold water, pulling him down. He kicked, attempting to get away. He could see Ginny struggling not far from him.

"Ginny!" he gasped as her head went under. He reached out and grabbed her arm, tugging with all his strength. When she surfaced, he pulled her away from her captor and pushed her towards the boat.

"Hang on," he said, giving her a boost so she could cling to the capsized underbelly. The Inferi kept trying to pull him under, but he continued to fight. Finally, when an Inferius was close enough for Harry to reach, he slammed the chain of the locket around the creature's neck.

The Inferius threw his head back, writhing in a silent scream, twisting his body as if in agony. The amulet glowed a sinister red reminiscent of Voldemort's eyes. As the Inferius sank back beneath the water, Harry aimed his wand at the locket.

"Apertum," he cried. The locket sprang open. Suddenly, an unearthly scream filled the air as the inside of the locket exploded in a cacophony of color and light. Harry felt the wave of heat rushing towards him, and he flung his body over Ginny, feeling the blistering heat scorch his back.

For a moment, neither of them moved. They clung to the bottom of the upturned rowboat, breathing heavily and waiting for the next blow to fall.

"Are you all right?" Ginny asked, her voice muffled by Harry's weight.

His back felt as if he's spent too long in the sun, but otherwise was all right. He shifted his weight off Ginny and carefully raised his head. A sobering sight met his eyes: bodies lay everywhere. They were sprawled over the rock island, and floating aimlessly in the water. They were just that, however – bodies – no sign of animation remained.

"What happened?" Ginny whispered, horrorstruck. She shifted closer to Harry and buried her face in his shoulder so she was only half looking at the grotesque sight.

"I don't know," Harry whispered, stunned. "I think the sliver of Voldemort's soul reacted negatively with the cold death of the Inferi. I noticed it when one of them touched the locket. Voldemort does have an unnatural fear of death."

"What do we do now? We have to get back to the shore, but I'm not certain we can flip this boat back over – and I really don't want to get back in that water," Ginny said, her voice cracking slightly.

Harry shuddered, his drenched clothing now suddenly feeling very heavy and cold.

The boat jerked and suddenly began traveling across the water, back in the direction they'd come. Harry and Ginny clung to the bottom, their fingers aching as they tried to wriggle out of the water as much as possible.

Harry Potter series released by JK Rowling can be considered as a base for this story. This is continuation story of "Harry Potter and the half blood prince". Enjoy reading....!

I flip the digital doodle and project my screen to the classroom's doodle.
"Moving onto my riveting lecture unlike Ms. Shetty's!" I smirked as she left the batch to me. I prepared an interactive presentation for the students to know theories in time-travelling even if it's beyond practical to achieve it. It didn't matter if it was an actual topic that may always be useful or not, but it is a stimulating one.
"So... What comes to your mind when you think of time travelling? Is it still a dream or a distant future?" 
The class raised hands, and I pointed at Onyx who didn't and seems to have carried his terrible old-school fashion to the class.
"Maybe we're still dreaming because in 2010 most novels and movies claimed there would fly wheels and field trips to the past and future. It has been 40 years and we're yet to scratch its unfathomable surface. Yes, Onyx?" said Eleena nudging her partner who seems to have been sound asleep in class but has his 'super cool' bling shades to cover up.
"Ah, No! I've almost tamed The Algerian Fire Dragon," said Onyx in the most sorrowful way possible and the class burst into laughter including me.
"Aw, young love" I teased Eleena and Onyx and the class repeated after me.
My students and I shared an active bond that allowed them to see me as an equal and that enabled them to learn without begetting lectures that otherwise may be tedious and inefficient.
"Here is the Butterfly Effect,"
*A presentation goes on and around the class like they're real as Dave narrates*
"The Butterfly drinks nectar from the Milkweed flowers and transports pollen that allows plants to breed if the plants breed enough there will be enough to produce a higher yield of medicines from milkweeds, for people to ferment and eat it as a snack and much more. Any activity in one position of a deterministic nonlinear order can cause enormous differences in a later stage, an important domino effect."
"A tiny change in a very complex system can have huge effects. For Example.."
*Dave plays a realistic, live-sized animation around the front tables.*
"Henry Tandey! During World War 1 onslaught in France, on the battlefield was a wounded young German soldier. His decision to not pull the trigger lead to the Holocaust which caused 17 million tragic and painful deaths. Gnarly, isn't it?" 
"Wonder why?"
"That man grew up to be Adolf Hitler who poured fuel to the ongoing political embers by starting World War 2." I paused.
The class dropped their jaws as they quickly begin linking the butterfly effect to this incident.
"DOES THAT MEAN WE CAN REVERSE IT IF WE GO BACK IN TIME?" Asked a student from the backbench, enthusiastically.
"Wow, this is new," I whispered to myself with a grin.
"This is where our beloved science-god Albert Einstein's theory comes into place, it's called the Grandfather Paradox." I played the next 12 D visual presentation.
 "If Onyx travels to a time before their grandfather had children, and kills him, it would make his own birth impossible. This will kill his parents and him because your grandparents never had kids to produce-"
"Imbecilic offspring." yelled someone and I smiled.
"You see how it serves as a potential logical problem that would arise if a person were to travel to the past?" I continued.
I dismissed the class and airdropped their reflection assignments. The kids were great and so was the lecture but all I could think of wants to join Xara and there was only one way.
Time travel.

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Dave Dalton, an aspiring physicist, loses his fiancé who he treasured dearly. Plagued by his past and memories of her, he attempts to go back in time to protect her, but his battle is against his irreversible fate. Would nature and the universe accept this reverse or will his situation remain an inevitable mess?  DARE TO FIND OUT?
             A heart-wrenching story of a man whose love was much greater than the thick layover of obstacles in front of him, and despite that, could he beat the unseen force, Time?

Day: Unknown
Reaching for my backpack, I feel frightened and overwhelmed. I don't want to do this. I mean, there's a great anime right above me on my tv screen: how could I turn away from that? 
"You've got to," a voice in my mind urges. "You must."
"But I don't understand anything. This is quarantine for god's sake, why should I have to do this crap?" It makes no sense to me. All it takes is the swipe of the remote, a small leap onto the bed and into the warm covers and I'm there: comfortable. No stress, no work, no pesky school. Nothing but the television in front of me and the grand animation of Seraph of the End: Vampire Reign on Hulu. It's right there. 
But you're supposed to be good. You're supposed to be the one who passes, the one who is brave and determined. You're supposed to do the freaking math. 
Except I don't understand it. How am I supposed to teach myself geometry? How am I supposed to reach down into this cherry blossom pink Steve Madden backpack, take out a jumble of letters and numbers and attempt to teach myself intricate riddles of the geometric ways? 
Fear grips at my spine. I reach in anyway. My hands prickle with the sensation of my binders between my nimble fingers. What if it turns out horrible and I fail?
"You'll fail anyway if you don't," the internal voice whispers. 
Yeah, that's right. It's fine. I mean, as long as I make better than a zero right? I've got three things left to do on Google Classroom and I can do it well enough on my phone. And why not use some google to help out too? Well, maybe that'll work. Except using google is against the rules. 
Ah, shucks!
It'll be okay. I take a deep breath and grab a purple ink pen out of my backpack. Maybe it's not smart to use a pen for math but it's not like I feel like searching through the book bag for a pencil that I probably don't even have. 
I'm going to have to reteach myself the distance formula, I realize. Oh crap, oh god, so many numbers and square roots and exponents and letters. What will the letters even mean in the formula? I can't believe I've already forgotten that. 
Well, it's not like they should expect me to memorize that thing near the end of the semester, right? I mean, I learned it before in the beginning and I thought it was easy enough. Besides, I'm one of the smartest people in class. The only problem? 
I'M FREAKING OUT!!
Last time I tried this, I almost broke down in tears, I was so frustrated. I find myself suddenly grateful to even have a teacher to tell me how to do it although I'm sure I could seriously gain something from learning some things on my own. After all, it's not like I haven't attempted it before. I've tried to learn Spanish. The only problem was Duolingo never taught me the grammar as much as direct translations. The actual class was far more educational and interactive.
But Spanish isn't even the problem right now. This is Geometry. It's not ever been difficult for me to learn something so no wonder I freak out when I feel like I can't. Intelligence feels like the only thing going for me and if that fails, what else do I have to give to society, what else could possibly give me any worth?
I open the binder, feeling only the barest bit hopeful. Hope is fragile. If I start hoping for the best and get the worst, I'll only feel that much more terrible. I'm at home, so it isn't like I have to fake a bunch of confidence and then get done and say it wasn't any work. At home I can relax a bit. 
I flip back towards one of the first lessons in notes. As I flip through the pages, my stomach clenches. If I don't find this formula, I'm done for. Or I will just have to text Ms. Griffith and ask for her help. But I want to try it on my own first if only to test my capabilities. I should most definitely be able to do this with my skills and experience. But the question is: can I?
Well, I guess we will see. 
-Ten minutes later-
After much diligent work and the use of a google scientific calculator, I'm ready to finally turn in the work. I realize that I only had one thing to do on google classroom which was a huge relief. It was apparent to me that I may have overestimated the difficulty of the work altogether though there were a few questions I was quite unsure of out of all five. I had to use a graph from the notes for one of them and found that my answer matched one of the answer choices, giving me a great boost of confidence that landed a smile on my face. 
I clicked next, hoping for the best. 
"Rate from 1 to 3 how well you think you did."
I put 2. I wasn't sure I passed, but I wasn't sure I failed either. 
"Do you have any questions?"
With this I answered "I'm kind of nervous about this one because I tried teaching it to myself with only the help of notes. 😬" before pressing the next button once again. 
The next button to click is the final one. 
This one demands so much of me. This is final, this is it, the moment I have been waiting for and fearing at the same time. 
The screen is so simple and the situation seeming to be the same, but not quite so much on the inside.
Just click the button. Get it over with. Get it all over with! Click the blue button. 
I want to close my eyes when I do it, I want to clench them shut and count down, to stall, awaiting what is to come. No, I need to see it.
I press "view score" before I can convince myself otherwise. 
The numbers that appear on the screen almost bring tears to my eyes.
"Score: 100/100 points"
It's so trivial how all that work actually amounted to something. 
It makes me actually miss school.

The End

Basically a bunch of personal events that has happened during the quarantine and realizations. Some family stuff, too. Read at your own bored discretion. 
The characters are mine. Yes, these events REALLY happened and I wrote down my thoughts. There should be absolutely zero spelling errors unless I feel lazy and don’t read over it. I changed the names of my family because of obvious security reasons. These stories are for you readers to read, of course, but also maybe to learn from. These are moments I get the urge to write and when I write about it, there’s usually some sort of moral lesson. Of course, this lesson was accidental but at the same time, it’s probably worth reading if there’s a chance you’ll learn something. Maybe I’ll create a “diary” after this whole Quarantine thing and I can tell the story of my life. I would absolutely LOVE to do that because I have so many diaries. As of the moment I am 15 years old, turning 16 in May of 2020. And no, I do NOT have 20/20 vision. My vision sucks, I wear glasses. 
Anyway, guys, enjoy this. The stories are relatively short, so no need to worry about a wall of words or start to think “when will it end?” Because you will find that it will end quite sooner than you could imagine. Though, from people who read novels on WebNovel, you may find that these are very short. I’m not very into writing things that haven’t really happened. That is the only reason I haven’t added to my far more fictional stories. I did NOT look over this (I actually just did and I’ve found that there are zero errors which makes me very satisfied with myself) so this probably has a few grammatical errors, but I’m sure you all will live. Anyway, I’ve come to have a little saying on this app and that is READ ON!

At the door, the lawyer stopped, allowing him to open it and usher her inside.  Just inside the door, he paused to hang his black felt hat on a rack beside the door.  His mother had always been firm: No hats in the house.  He supposed that extended to the office as well.

Hunter imagined he could see the large room from his guests point of view as he inhaled the familiar scent of leather and wood.  Behind the huge reclaimed wood desk, antique branding irons hung in a row from an old board suspended on the wall above a barn wood credenza.  Opposite the desk were a pair of red leather wingback chairs.  The chairs matched twin oxblood leather chesterfield couches that flanked an antique trunk-turned-coffee table in the center of the office.

On the opposite end of the room from his desk sat a long wood conference table surrounded by club chairs upholstered in the same leather as the couches.  Western art from his grandfathers collection accented the walls, and the entire space was crowned by an enormous black iron chandelier suspended from the peaked roof.

 The lawyer glanced around appreciatively.  Its lovely, she murmured.

Hunter nodded.  Thank you.  The original cabin is over a hundred years old, but its been added to over the years.  My grandfather added this office extension when he took over the business over forty years ago.

Lovely, she repeated.  She gestured with her satchel.  Where would you like me to set up?

Set up?

He shrugged slightly.  Anywhere youre most comfortable is fine.

He watched as the womans gaze flitted all around the room before it settled on the conference table.

That looks good, she said, and moved in that direction, her high heels tapping against the wide plank floor.

She placed the satchel on the table and opened it, rooting around until she found what she was looking for.  She handed Hunter a glossy-covered booklet, a gorgeous shot of the Boxroot Mountains gracing the front with Boxroot Mountain Resort emblazoned across it in bold, rustic letters.

Please, have a seat, she gestured to the chair at the head of the table.

Hunter suppressed a smirk at the city woman telling him where to sit in his own office.  But curious to see where all this was leading, he sank into the chair and watched as she dug into the bag once again.

If youd like to flip through the prospectus while I get my presentation ready, she said.  I wont be long.  She looked up at him.  You do have wi-fi?

He nodded.  Yes, maam, he drawled.  All the way out here in the boondocks, we have wi-fi and the interwebs.  Why, hell, we even have the dot com.

She paused her movements to purse her lips at him.  Then she went back to her digging, tucking a few stray red strands behind her left ear.  From her bag, she extracted a small black cube about the size of a baseball.  This she set up on a miniature tripod in the center of the table, then she went back to rooting around in the satchel.

Hunter tried unsuccessfully to avoid staring at the way her wispy white blouse gapped in the front every time she leaned over the bag.  Ms. Chastain had stellar cleavage.  That paired with the nicely rounded ass hed appreciated outside made her an intriguing distraction from the ordinary. 

He didnt look over the booklet shed handed him.  He didnt need to.  He wasnt interested in selling.  But hed hear her out.  It beat the hell out of rounding up reluctant Herefords.

Okay.  She gave him an efficient nod.  Now that youve had a chance to look over the prospectus, lets get started.  She pointed a small remote at the black cube on the tripod, and the blank wall at the end of the table lit up with the same image as the one on the booklet in his hands.

First, let me say thank you for agreeing to meet with me.  I think that by the time were finished here today, well have come to an agreement thats beneficial both to McFall Ranch and to Slade & Howell.

She picked up her tablet and clicked something.  The image on the wall changed to an animation of a luxury high-end mountain resort, complete with computer-generated people moving in eerily jerky motions in front of a fancy lodge.  As Hunter watched, the scene morphed through four seasons of rustic Idaho.

The lawyer spent the next twenty minutes extolling the virtues of Slade & Howells vision of Boxroot Mountain Resort.  Between skiing in the winter and fly fishing in the summer, it would be the ultimate year-round vacation destination this side of the Mississippi River.  It would bring untold revenue to the tiny town of McFall.  Resort construction would benefit the existing infrastructure of the entire Deer Creek Valley area. 

By the time she was finished the final slide, she was out of breath.  She turned to Hunter.

Mr. McFall, I am authorized to offer you an amazing compensation package.  If youll turn to page 36 of the prospectus  She stopped, waiting for him to flip through the booklet.

Reluctantly, Hunter found the page she indicated. 

I think youll find the offer immensely satisfying.

Starting at the top, he skimmed down to the number on the bottom line.  He felt his eyes widen before he restored his poker face.  He glanced up at the woman who was watching him closely.

She smiled at him confidently.  And all of that for just the 2,000 acres well need to build the access road.

Hunter shook his head, swiping his lips with his hand.  It was an obscene amount of money.  But that was beside the point.  He had no intention of selling any McFall land.  It wasnt about the money. 

He closed the booklet and held it out to her.  Its a generous offer.  But like I wrote in my emails, the land isnt for sale.  Im sorry you wasted your time coming all the way out here.

She made no move to take the booklet from him.  You keep that.  And take some time to consider the offer.  Obviously, we dont expect you to make up your mind right away.  Its a big decision.  

She started to pack down her electronics.  Ill be in McFall until the end of the week.  At the very least, sleep on it.  Ill be happy to answer any questions you might have, or to clarify anything related to the offer.



JENNY’S VOICE
Jenny is a traumatized young woman who was held hostage for years.

Cole is the rancher who comes to her rescue.

But there’s a crime boss who will kill them both if he finds them.

HUNTER’S PRIDE
Hunter is a handsome rancher with a tragic past, determined to hang on to his inheritance.

Poppy is spunky young corporate lawyer ready to make her mark in the world.

But there’s a sinister plot against them both.

ANNA’S HEART
Anna is a rancher with a heartbreaking secret.

Angus is Hollywood royalty, poised to take a chance that risks his reputation and his career.

Now that they’ve found each other, can he win her heart?

Sex scenes/explicit content, Suggest age range 18+

The Redheads & Ranchers Series is by Pandora Spocks, an eGlobal Creative Publishing Signed Author.

While his brothers were rooted to the ground in shock, Hari sucked in a deep breath and quickly adjusted his mindset.

He engraved into his mind that Doomsday was a definite happening and erased all doubts. Actually, if he puts a bit more effect, Hari could come up with many more evidence and clues to prove the same.

But that would be nothing but a waste of effort and time.

"Let's go down."

Hari looked up to stare at the ceiling while he woke his brother from the trance. Everyone silently walked downstairs to the interrogation cell.

Unlike last time they didn't make as much as a tiny rustle. It was just too quiet, everyone was in deep thought and woody about the precarious future.

*cough*

"I know what's going on your minds, some might be thinking along these lines, 'Ignorance is Bliss' while regretting learning about the future.

Or else you might be thinking of building a safe haven for you people close to you."

Here Hari paused to look at Anil, who had been hanging his head down all along raised his head.

"But you'll have to see the flip side of everything. At least we know the world's going through a downward spiral ride. 

The fear of the unknown is the greatest, and we have at least gone past. 

While the rest of the world would be unprepared and shiver in fright, the seven of us will be standing upright looking straight into the eyes of the apocalypse without a hint of fear.

When humanity falls on its knees, we'll be standing in the front abreast guarding everyone.

In the face of inevitable power, humanity will flatter, morals and virtues will die. All hells will break loose, and the whole of humanity will need a pillar to get back on its feet."

Hari stopped and looked around, all his dispirited brothers were standing erect with flaming eyes.

"So what if we die, 

We'll die trying; try despite knowing we'll die."

Hari smiled, and all their chests heaved up, he spoke his heart. Only genuine emotion can inspire people, all his brothers were righteous men would give their lives for the right cause.

"Kiya have you brought all the equipment, we'll spend the next few days recreating my dream digitally.

It needs to be precise and real, I want all of you to live through the entire dream. Kiya used the best resource at your disposal, this video that you are creating has another significant role to play in the days to come."

Hari, Kiya and Anil spent the next three days recreating his dream. 

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6:00 pm, 4th November, Tuesday, 2018

They spent 80 hours to create a video of just 3 hours long. 

But it was more than enough to drain all of them. Anil's was the most exhausted of the lot his eyes developed black circles from the sleepless nights.

If this was an Animated movie, Hari would be the director and story writer while Kiya was in charge of animation. But Anil's job would be everything other than Directing and Animation, he was the art designer. Every single frame was just a graphically enhanced version of his basic art.

All his brothers had calmed down and were mentally prepared for the roller-coaster ride awaiting.

The conference room was turned into a hospital ward filled beds and apparatus to monitor one's health; one by one, everyone walked to a bed. 

Hari walked to the rack behind him filled with black helmet straight out of the future. He appreciated this state of the art equipment in his hands - A Virtual Reality Helmet.

These glossy black helmets seemed like the props from sci-fi movies. 

The VR Helmet is one of Kiya's invention, a ground-breaking technology which overthrows all the existing theories on Virtual Reality technology. This VR Helmet isn't just a simple projection of video; it will be 360-degree display giving the user a complete experience. 

These helmets are made of a unique material, a Meteoric Metal with extreme heat absorption. 

The inner helmet is embedded with millions of microscopic Plasma Crystals.

These crystals convert the transmitted data into a visual motion picture; but these Plasma Crystals have one major limitation, the heat it generates could turn steel into molten magma in a matter of minutes.

In the entire world, only this Meteor metal could absorb this degree of heat without affecting humans.

This metal was refined from meteorite crashed into the earth a decade ago. And this is the biggest drawback of Kiya's invention, lack of raw material.

Actually, there were any attempts to artificially replicate this metal, but it was a complete failure. They couldn't even identify the compound mixed into metal let alone replicate the same.

Hari helplessly sighed, this piece of technology, even with all its limitation, could bring about a sea of changes to the world but his teacher, Jagor Lion, ordered them to keep this a secret.

In a few minutes, all of them were in the beds with the black helmet on their heads.

Riya held a Chip Implant Syringe and moved from one bed to another, injecting a chip into all of them. Finally, she implanted the chip onto herself after wearing the VR Helmet. 

Hari was sitting with a laptop in one corner of the room; carefully monitoring everything. The screen had six columns displaying the real-time status of their vitals of all his brothers.

After making sure everything was normal Hari switched on the program. The laptop transmitted the data to each VR Helmet through the wireless network.

Exactly 2 minutes later, all their heartbeat boosted, and their blood pressure steadily climbed. 

Throughout the Three-hour video clip, there was an increasing trend in a heartbeat and blood pressure. At times they were even trembling and clenching their hands.

All their bedspread was crushed; Rakesh even tore the piece of cloth. From time to time, Hari would hear shouts and cries; swearing and cursing were also more frequent.

Anil was the only one with least exaggerated reaction, he was the one who drew everything, so this was to be expected. At the last part of the play, invariably everyone shed tears and cried aloud. 

The pictures Anil drew captured every emotion Hari went through, and all his brothers could feel the sorrow and heartache.

Though the storyline was already known, the last few hours made them live through the story. The boundary between hearing and experiencing unsurmountable chasm and when this happens to one of your dearests, it'll be a lot more devastating and overwhelming.

All of them were sitting erect on the bed. The bedsheets were drenched in their sweat and completely crumpled by them. An air of melancholy spread in the room while Hari was seriously checking all their vitals jumping from one bed to another.

They couldn't fathom how a man behaves this normally after living through such a traumatising experience just a few hours ago. Once Hari finished; he looked into all their faces, it didn't take much efforts to discern their thought process.

He signed them to stop and pointed to the ground, all of them understood the severity of the matter and followed Hari's lead and went to the basement.

The interrogation cell had been cleared out, and all of them were standing, it becomes too congested if all seven of sits. Except for Hari, everyone was standing inside opposite Hari; While Hari was standing straight with hand crossed before his chest. 

"That's not reality, it's just one of the possibilities of future, but till the day I'm standing alive I wouldn't let such a thing happen to my family of any one's family for that matter. Now I need all your help to keep this dream as just a possibility."

Hari a retired soldier, not just any soldier he was the best of the best, trained with everything the country had to offer; a perfect human weapon and real soldier at heart.
The army lost their best soldier in a accident; a fatal accident pushing the man to the cliff of death.

Two years later, the crippled soldier is given a second chance......


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