Transmigrated into a world full of hidden ninjas, masterful assassins, gargantuan beasts and plenty of megalomaniacs, Cole will have to learn, adapt and grow stronger or the price will be costly.
Knowing all the ins and outs and having a mysterious power at his beck and call, does make things easier.

Transmigrated into a world full of hidden ninjas, masterful assassins, gargantuan beasts and plenty of megalomaniacs; Cole will have to learn, adapt and grow stronger, or the price will be costly.
Knowing all the ins and outs of this world and having a mysterious power at his beck and call, does make things easier.

(Contains a believable MC that doesn't get everything right on the first try; power-progression that won't give the MC godlike strength in the first 2 chapters; decent smut; and actual, readable text.)

I do not own this story. I find it to be very good, but the overall quality is not. 

Note to Author:
If you want me to stop this, please contact me on discord or reply to one of my comments.

Turning short stories into readable fonts

Turning old short stories into readable fonts for English classes
I use the mobile app to read.

Not gonna be readable, just me testing some things and seeing if it works.

As he opens his eyes, Tan Li finds himself in a dark, empty void.  Inside this void, he is able to see a few glowing words appear slowly, "You Have Awakened the Body Cultivation System, Congratulations". Upon seeing these words, Tan Li sighs, "Cultivation? Like in the Wuxia novels I used to read?". A few seconds seem to pass before Tan Li gets a response from the glowing text, "Affirmative. You will now be transferred into the world of Cultivation. Good luck, you will need it."

[Note: Image not mine]

Book Title: Rebirth of the Last Empress

Chapter Title: Too Smart To Bow Down

Chapter no. 13

Author: Ahce Darato Torres (@TorresAhceDarato)

Date published: April, 2020

(No to Plagiarism! This book is an original composition of Ahce Darato Torres, and can be readable only @wattpad.com or @webnovel.com)

---
(Feng Jiang Lei's POV)

The battle of brains continued till we got into an actual combat. He wasn't holding himself back, so his every blow is fatal. I tried to dodge as much as possible but he is really strong, so it left me with no choice, I fought with him head on. If it means using underhanded tricks then I'd be willing to spend effort to make him bow to me instead. I kicked him and his body no longer withstand the blow, sending him a few steps out of the ring.

"Thank you first prince for your enlightenment, we now have a winner." Eunuch Li said

"Come closer and let me give the awards" the Empress said

I saluted at the first prince before I walk towards the throne section, where the emperor, the empress, some of the imperial children and lots of death killing concubines are seated. I bow before the imperial couple and walk towards the empress. But before I could take another step someone purposely hit my veil with a whip. It fell to the floor.

"She has the face of a goddess" I immediately pick my veil and then the crown prince appear beside me, taking the initiative to tie the veil back in place.

"This emperor finds the young couple very amusing. For that I will give not just the crown, but also three brocades of sapphire and Phoenix silk from Mingyue Continent! And three chests of gold and jewelry. This daughter-in-law is blessed with everything a crown princess should possess."

My family and I thanked the emperor for his grace.

"General Feng, you have raised your daughter well. Accept this decree, Feng Jiang Lei of Feng Clan, will be married to the crown prince a month from now, she will bear the name of the Qin's and do her duty as the crown princess."

"This humble one accepts the decree. We thank the emperor for his grace. May you live a thousand years more, in prosperity and in good health."

(No to Plagiarism! This book is an original composition of Ahce Darato Torres, and can be readable only @wattpad.com or @webnovel.com)

"I thank imperial father for bestowing the marriage, I will take this engagement seriously and take into account that no woman should enter the inner court of my residence after we lawfully get married." Then I only noticed the crown prince kneeling beside me when he spoke those words

I stare at him, unbelieving, he mean everything right? So this must be his plan all along, and he took the opportunity to create a decree on his own, borrowing the hand of the emperor. He wants no other woman to enter the inner palace, and here I thought men in this era love having wives.

(No to Plagiarism! This book is an original composition of Ahce Darato Torres, and can be readable only @wattpad.com or @webnovel.com)

Legendary affluent head of the Lombardi family's pharmaceutical company, Cresencia, passionate Eurasian chef & neurosurgeon has dedicated her life in running the world's most revered technologically-advanced corporate medical hospital, and building internationally successful food business empire. But something dark and dangerous had long haunted Cresencia's life which led her living alone. She witnessed fear in her mother's eyes, locked in her childhood memories of blood spilling household massacre. And now the same fortune is leading her in terror as the sound of her own screams echo through the ship's cabin, an almost peaceful vacation trip plotted by her father turned grave.

Shipwrecked on the deep stormy seas, betrayed by her father and stepsister, Cresencia finds herself washed up on the strange ancient island of Cuixia, a land bestowed by the emperor to Duke Feng Changming and Duchess Murong Jiayi, childless military couple. Fostered by sovereign military rulers and pampered with love she grew up as an outstanding noble heiress, ready to conquer the world of the past. Cresencia ignites both sovereignty and revenge, and discovers a destiny that tests her will to claim a land rightfully hers, and the one man she will love.

Book Title: Rebirth of the Last Empress

Chapter Title: Too Smart To Bow Down

Chapter no. 13

Author: Ahce Darato Torres (@Ahcejiejieiii)

Date published: April 29, 2020

(No to Plagiarism! This book is an original composition of Ahce Darato Torres, and can be readable only @wattpad.com or @webnovel.com)

---
(Feng Jiang Lei's POV)

The battle of brains continued till we got into an actual combat. He wasn't holding himself back, so his every blow is fatal. I tried to dodge as much as possible but he is really strong, so it left me with no choice, I fought with him head on. If it means using underhanded tricks then I'd be willing to spend effort to make him bow to me instead. I kicked him and his body no longer withstand the blow, sending him a few steps out of the ring.

"Thank you first prince for your enlightenment, we now have a winner." Eunuch Li said

"Come closer and let me give the awards" the Empress said

I saluted at the first prince before I walk towards the throne section, where the emperor, the empress, some of the imperial children and lots of death killing concubines are seated. I bow before the imperial couple and walk towards the empress. But before I could take another step someone purposely hit my veil with a whip. It fell to the floor.

"She has the face of a goddess" I immediately pick my veil and then the crown prince appear beside me, taking the initiative to tie the veil back in place.

"This emperor finds the young couple very amusing. For that I will give not just the crown, but also three brocades of sapphire and Phoenix silk from Mingyue Continent! And three chests of gold and jewelry. This daughter-in-law is blessed with everything a crown princess should possess."

My family and I thanked the emperor for his grace.

"General Feng, you have raised your daughter well. Accept this decree, Feng Jiang Lei of Feng Clan, will be married to the crown prince a month from now, she will bear the name of the Qin's and do her duty as the crown princess."

"This humble one accepts the decree. We thank the emperor for his grace. May you live a thousand years more, in prosperity and in good health."

(No to Plagiarism! This book is an original composition of Ahce Darato Torres, and can be readable only @wattpad.com or @webnovel.com)

"I thank imperial father for bestowing the marriage, I will take this engagement seriously and take into account that no woman should enter the inner court of my residence after we lawfully get married." Then I only noticed the crown prince kneeling beside me when he spoke those words

I stare at him, unbelieving, he mean everything right? So this must be his plan all along, and he took the opportunity to create a decree on his own, borrowing the hand of the emperor. He wants no other woman to enter the inner palace, and here I thought men in this era love having wives.

(No to Plagiarism! This book is an original composition of Ahce Darato Torres, and can be readable only @wattpad.com or @webnovel.com)

She was a legendary figure, a genius neurosurgeon, a renowned lawyer and one of pillars of wildlife conservation. Her brainpower was too horrifying that the government saw her as an imposing threat to their jurisdiction. One day Feng Jiang Lei was sent to work for diplomatic relations with the terrorists and deal with the aftermath of risking her life to fulfill her duty. It could have been successful, but she was assassinated and died by the hands of her childhood best friend. Remembering that no matter how important a person is to you, there will come a time that love will abandon and betray you.

He was the son of an affluent technological expert, a professor from Harvard University and the heir to AdTech-Space Developers Corporation. Professor Qin Xue Rong spearheaded the expedition to Jupiter and ventured the lands of the unknown yet one night the great red spot appeared without warnings, thus putting everyone at risk. He could have saved his life, but he sacrificed his own to save his people and send them back to earthly safely. He was then sucked by the storm, bringing with him was a 17-Petaflop Titan Supercomputer and Valkyria the most advanced space humanoid robot.

But the gods seemed to have different plans. Two lost souls with untimely death were fated to meet in the era of the past and change the mistakes of the history. One became the wicked and outrageous miss who was banished to the mountains as the star of destruction. While the other was the fool who was stripped from his noble title and left to rot in the forest. Despised and plotted against, will they survive the test of time?

"What are you inventing hubby?" she asked

"A cultivation booster for my wifey!" he answered

"Will we get richer?" she asked again

"Indeed the richest!" he answered and kissed her forehead gently.

'How can a flame pierce my armor'
?????: 𝔾𝕒𝕓𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕝
A voice sounded in the darkness, it sounded like two voices, one was old the other was young.  Artorias quickly turned around upon hearing a voice. Only to find nothing, He looked around and found nothing, not a trace of anyone being there.
"WHOS THERE!"
Artorias shouted to find whoever the voice belonged to. When he had no answer he only sighed. He turned around only to find a younger version of himself. The younger version had chocolate brown hair, along with blueish/greenish eyes.
Gabriel?: 𝕎𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦
"What?"
Gabriel?: 𝕀 𝕒𝕤𝕜𝕖𝕕 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦. 𝔸𝕣𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕒 𝕙𝕦𝕞𝕒𝕟 𝕠𝕣 𝕒 𝕞𝕠𝕟𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣
"I'm... I am Human"
Artorias hesitantly answers as he is unsure of what he really is. Is he a monster with a human soul or just a simple monster?
Gabriel?: ℍ𝕞𝕞, 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘. 𝔸𝕣𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕤𝕦𝕣𝕖, 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕕𝕠𝕟'𝕥 𝕤𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕕 𝕤𝕦𝕣𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣𝕤𝕖𝕝𝕗
Suddenly the world started to shake, Artoiras looked around. The sound of stomping was heard. It was like giant feet were walking, not only that the giant footstep almost sound mad.
"W-whats happening"
Gabriel?: ℕ𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘, ℕ𝕠𝕨 𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕧𝕖!
Artorias was thrown back, he was sent flying through the infinite darkness. He hit a wall and his eyes shot open. Artorias looked at the dark purple ceiling, he soon realized that he's back in his room.
______________________________________
*Back in the Darkness*
Gabriel?: 𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕠𝕟'𝕥 𝕥𝕠𝕦𝕔𝕙 𝕙𝕚𝕞

???????: ɹ̷͚̥̗͚̙̠̩͔̾̐͂̓̋̌ǝ̴̤͍̣̻̣̞̯̦̭͍̎͋̎́̋̈̄͝ʌ̸̜̺̮̭͇̻̱̃̒ǝ̴̘̥̫͕͐̂͝ɹ̸̡̮̲̟̫̙̹̺̜̖̇̅ȯ̴̢͈͔̟̱͈̂̽̎͑̍͑̈́̕͜ɟ̶̯͍͇͉̭̩̹͕͖͛͗͋̀͂͐̑͆ͅ ̷̠̜̮̪̟̠̟̈ʞ̷̫̱̫̟̭͔̿̓͒ɔ̵̩͕̟͑̈́͋̅̑̋̑̊͠ɐ̷̮̹̫̘̟̠͑̽̈́͑̎̽̈́̀q̴̢̜̗̌͗̈̂́͗̊̆̉ ̷̨̨̞̗̻̝̇̈́̀͒̅͘ǝ̶̲̈̿̀ɯ̶̡̧̺̀͒̚ ̴̠͔͓̟̱̞̼̳̳͌̑̈͗́̊̌̚͜p̶̛͔̜̟͛͛̾̒̌̋̇̽͝l̷̙̗̾ǫ̵̨̧̬̯̗̫̦̈́̈́ͅɥ̸̡̛̠̈́̈́̋̑̈́̾̒ ̴̡͙̠̔́͌̊̈́ʇ̸̠̙͑̈͂,̴̨̺̦̘͉̞̠̠̍̿͝ǔ̶͚̹͍̟̖͚͕͜͝͝ɐ̸͚̩̿͌̾̍̎̕͠͝ɔ̷̡̪͚͕̹̫͚̓͂͐̏ ̴͎̅͋̽̈́̌̏̔̒͘͝n̵̲͇̫͈͊̀ọ̵̧̫͉̼̰̣̳̐́̅̆̍̅͂̀̚⅄̶̫̗͇̍

A being spoke, it's voice couldn't be understood by a human ear, nor the ear of a monster
Gabriel?: 𝕀'𝕝𝕝 𝕕𝕠 𝕚𝕥 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕒𝕤 𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕤 𝕀 𝕔𝕒𝕟

???????: ʇ̵͕͈͇̗̟̱͈͍̋̌̍̀̓̾́̎͘s̴̢͈͖͉̬̎ͅı̶̛͚̳̱̀͆̀́̕x̷̛̺̻̲̯̩̤̝͊̒̒ǝ̶̫̈́͌̈ ̶̡́̍̊̈̅̾ǫ̷̻͓͕̮͕̱̓͂̍͊̔ʇ̵̥̰̼̝̜̲͚̬̖͒̆̍̔̅̕ͅ ̴̟̲̭́ǝ̷̤͙̬̪͓͎͔͊̾̐͒͋̃̚͠s̶̖̦̮̭̆͗̆͗̓̑̇̚ɐ̷̧̡̞̠̠̠̼̇ǝ̴̫͂̍͌̆͗́̂̇̀ɔ̴͔͖̰̖̺̱̀͐̀̑̑͜͝͠͝ͅ ̷̲̣̝̾͌̎͊̀̂̿̌ɹ̸͙̳͐͊̈́̀́̋͑́ň̸̨̬̙͖͓͕͕͙̙͕ŏ̵̢̟̥̰͓̀̈́̊̓̂̚͘͝ʎ̴̡̢̱̩̈͌͋͂̀̄̓͠ ̴̣͍̅͜s̴͈̗̍̃ı̸̫̣̍̚̕ɥ̷̰͎̬̼͉͋̊̾̈̿ʇ̸̱̹̠͔̠̗̖̦̽̓͂͜͝ ̶̫͕̙̝̅͘ợ̵̡̨̩̝̪͈͕̖͐ͅp̴̖̝̘̊̈̓̍͊̐̌͜͝ ̵̨̣͕̺̗̯̓̋͑̀̃̈͌̆̕ǫ̸̲͑͒͊̀̌̊̀́͝͠ʇ̵̨̡̛̤̪͕͇̣̣̇͗̉͠ͅ ̶̞̗̲̙̳̱̿͂͜ͅǝ̴͈̱̗͉̣͔͂͌̇̇̈́̑̊̋͝͝n̵͍̮͎̙̯̖̱͙̙̈ự̶̇̎̂́͂̊͑̂ͅı̵̧̡͕̦͍̹͓̂̀̈́̊ͅͅͅʇ̸̡̨̨̯̲̤͉̙͌́̎͂̈́̈́̒͜ͅũ̶̥͐õ̶̧̠̤̟̥̰̻̟̟̳͆͆̍̈͛̓̀͝ɔ̴̤̦͓̱̹͓̝̃͛ ̷̫̞̻̱̃͌̊͐̀̅̏͊͘͜͠ǹ̷͚̻͍́͌͂̌̎̇̒̕ò̴̖̽̀̽̔͘ʎ̵̮̔̇̉͊̾̚ ̷̹̦͕̤͍͖̼̼̼̋͊̀̄͒̀̽̌̚ͅɟ̷̘̩̃̓͋̂̋͜Ỉ̶̱̺͎̗̞̬͈̬͎̦̀̂̕ ̵̼͗̄̉͋͂̅̓͠ͅ˙̷̲̉ɯ̴̘̳̪͓͓͉̙̠̯̤̂̾͂̾̓̈́͠ı̷͉͈͇̆͛͗̋̚͘ɥ̷̧̦̳̼̦̫̟̐ ̸̱̭̫̬͈̰͇͗͘͜ʇ̵͙̏̉̐̓ɔ̶̡̞̯̰͎͍̈́͌̃͋̑̀͊ǝ̴̧̤͖͕̠̥̝͆̆́̎̅͝ʇ̷̢̼̜̬̱̱̲̱̃̊õ̸͇̗̱͎͖̩͑͛ɹ̶̳̩̌̂̂̒̅̾͝d̵̐̈͑́̄ͅ ̶̜̺͙͙̬͎̯̎̈̉̃̅̋͗͠ʎ̵͖̥̲̦̖̗̓͋̐͊̽͂̔̒ͅɥ̴̻̪͕͙͐M̶̨̡̰̣̻̭͕̞̍̎̒͛̄̋̓͘͝ ̷̮̯͕̤̬̺̲̭̊̍̇̈̑͝͝'̶̢̛̱̙̘̩͔̺͍̝̏̏͂̊ʎ̷͚͖̭͎͇̜̰̗͉͙̍͠ɥ̵̧̡̹̺̖̙͐̉M̷͕̓̀́̕

Gabriel: 𝕋𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕞𝕒𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕟𝕠𝕥. ℍ𝕖 𝕨𝕠𝕟'𝕥 𝕓𝕖 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦













𝔸𝕣𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕚𝕒𝕤

:̴̗̤̹̼͚̩͖̣̰̌͗͂̃̔̃͂̽̂͆s̷͕͒̔͂̈̀̽͌͘ɐ̷̢̢̛̘͚̮̲͓͆͛ı̵̨̹͍͉̳̂̏̅͘ɹ̴̪̙͈͇͖̈́̊͑̑́́̕o̶̮͈̒́̑̚͝͝ʇ̸͓͍͙̜̼̥̏͂̅̾͒̌͑̚͜ɹ̸̛̰̼͓̩̦͈̯̘͎̂̐̑̐́̍̅ͅ∀̴͚̎̓̏͘͠ ˙̸̪̙̳̦̬̃͆́̋͒͊̀̚⊥̸̛̦̦͈̝̒̉́̉͌̾̅͘∀̶̜͛̉̈́͊͆Ȟ̴̛̘̩̒̿́̀̉̕M̸̢̢̝͉̼̞̮̘̣̺̔ ̵̢̗̳͔͖͓̻͚͔̫͗͑̉ᴚ̵̬͈̬̙̦̺̜͖̎͆͑̊͘Ǝ̶̼̝̤̗̉̇̏̋͛̽́̀̒⊥̴̢̧̝͎͖̫͐⊥̴̙̪̜͛̋͑́̄̄̚͝∀̷̛̦̝̈̀̃̅̓͑̊͝͝W̵͚̭̝̻̍̾̃̑̊̓̚͘͘ ̶̡̨̰̳̩̱́̿̋͑́͋̎̇ͅO̵̧̢̺̗͓̙͍̟̟̓̕͝N̸̨̛̮̅̿̈̈́͆̚͘ ̷̞͔̤̜̼̩̹̫̮̤̐̋͌̃̎͋̾̕'̶̝̟͍̼͉̙̄̃Ǝ̷̡̛̫̰̟̜̠͉̥̉͌Ẁ̶͔̞̦̤̋̈́ ̶̡̹͉͍̝͓̣͖̍͒ͅƎ̴̼̞́̈͌⋊̴̢͓̰͇͔̞̭̭̀͒̈I̴͙̼̥͍͋̅͗͒͗̊̚̚͠͝˥̸̱̰̅̂̊̌ ̶̙̜̩͕͓̝̘̹̌̂Ԁ̴͚͕̥̘́̔̂̋͐̌̕ͅ∩̴̥̻̬̰̽̈́́͠ ̴̨̹͇̲̔̾̋̄͛ͅS̸̮͍̣̄͊ᗡ̴̨̺̲̱̪̀̂͜͝͠N̸͓͑̎Ǝ̴̧̛̛̝̤̬̖̤̝͚̑͛͆́͋̚͠ ̴̲̦̦̗̤͌̀̃̒̽̕͠Ṣ̷̛͆̌̽̕͠⅄̸̗͎̺̬̱͑̀̽ͅ∀̶̮̽͗̀M̶͙̖̬̓̈͜˥̵̧̰̠̌͌͂̀ͅ∀̴̹͌͒̇͂̄̄̾̽ ̶̡̬͉̼͍̳̙̙̺̈́̔̉͑̽́̓͛Ǝ̵̦̊̚͝H̷͈̲̊

The infinite darkness shook when the being named "Artorias" yelled.

:̴̗̤̹̼͚̩͖̣̰̌͗͂̃̔̃͂̽̂͆s̷͕͒̔͂̈̀̽͌͘ɐ̷̢̢̛̘͚̮̲͓͆͛ı̵̨̹͍͉̳̂̏̅͘ɹ̴̪̙͈͇͖̈́̊͑̑́́̕o̶̮͈̒́̑̚͝͝ʇ̸͓͍͙̜̼̥̏͂̅̾͒̌͑̚͜ɹ̸̛̰̼͓̩̦͈̯̘͎̂̐̑̐́̍̅ͅ∀̴͚̎̓̏͘͠  ᗡ̴̺̥̻͈̥̆̓̕Ǝ̵͉̺̤̹̯̬̝̗̽̚Į̵̪̘̬̜̩̮̼̝͌͠ᴚ̷͇̍̕⊥̸̲̟̈́̉̏͠ ̸̖̹̠̲̱͗̔͑̔͘͜Ǝ̵͍͉̯͚̙̳̲̥̼͌͆̊̑͛̀͌͐̅Λ̶̣̘̙̫̾̒̈́́͗,̶̹̰̅̀̂͆̏͠͠∩̴͔̜̭̱͙̫̺͖̟̉͛͗̔̽̿Ǫ̸͔̗̼̞̙̿̓̀̀̿̚͝⅄̸̱͓̖͎̻̹͈̓͑͛͛͌͒̈́͒͘͝ ̷̮͔̥̉Ǝ̴̪̲͆̿W̶̧̗̗̭̟͖͎̲͗͋͊̀͒̉͌̿͠͝I̵̗͍̅̽̅̓̏̄͐͗̐⊥̷̧̬̩͎̯̻̺̺̜̄͊̾̀̊̇̃̎̉ ̵̱͎̖̼͉̤̹̓̂͗̈͐̈́͛̎͋H̶͓̝̍̐͊̒͑̿͠⊥̶͉̳͙͈̝͑̉̉̆͋ގ̵̡̣̩͕̖͛̏͒͛͌̓̐̏ ̵̢̛͈͔͕̫̠̅́̈̀͗̊́̓͘͜ͅƎ̶̢̡͓̝͍͔̼͌͐͝͠ͅH̴̡̧̫̘̯͚̲̻̜̅̀̀̿̈́͒̇͋͒⊥̶͓͓̺̖̖̰͎̓͑̑͌̀͘ ̵̜̲͓͛͛̿͘͝S̶̩̀̎̀̿͗Ì̴̥̻̰̗̲̘̥̠͙ͅ ̷͙̺̈́̈́́̃S̸̪̙̆̒́͠͝Ǐ̸͉̘͘Ḧ̴̡̡͈͕̠̟̪͔́̍̆͛͘⊥̵̡̫̌̓̎̊̒͝ ̸̡̜͍̪̹̟̯̈́͑˙̷͎͓̼͓̈́̍͗̓͒͐ͅ⊥̵̼̓͆͋͑̃̊͒͝∀̴͍̂H̶̡̤̺̜̔͌⊥̶̛̖̱̹̲͓̭͈̳̾́͐̍͊̈̈́̕ ̶̛̗̆͗͐̅͘͝Ǝ̵̢̡̲̺̜̲̽̑̀̐̾⅁̶͖̗͉̇́͠N̵̘̜̼̜̙͍̒̄̃̋̓̆͗͜∀̷̼͉̤͓̞̝̥̩̖̆̊̅̇͑H̷̡̠̦̣͋̔́̍̿̐̇̌͝Ɔ̵͖͑̈́͑̔͐̿̀ ̷̖̳̌Ṇ̷̪͒̓̓ͅ∀̵͓͍̜̭͓̘̜͖͒̀̒̐Ɔ̴̡̪̖̦̲́ ̶͚́͌̓̽̌̓̋'̸̧̻͚̜͖͙̥̙͑̊̒̽͆̾̕⅄̷̲̿̕͜∀̵̟͙̱̝͈̌͛̊͛̏̊̾͝Ş̴̺̮̺̖̦̞̆̓͂̐ ̸̪̳͙͍̥̣͇̩̮͆̽͂̒̉͆̔'̷̥̠͆̆̈͒̒̋͠Ơ̷̢̨̠͔̙͍͔͔̅̓̑̿ᗡ̶͎͖͕̱̰̣͔̜̌̿̃̀̒͘͜͠ ̷̻̜̼̬̈́̅̈́̑͐ͅ∩̷̱̑̊̔̌͋̂̾̚O̶̬͈̹͔̰̬͑͜⅄̸̦͕͓̦̈́̂̔̓͗͘ ̶̺̮̮̳͇͋⅁̵̛̪̼̯̂̅̅Ņ̷̻̳̻̘͇̟̉̽́̉͆̎̅͆I̶̛̪͎̤͑͗̍̀̃͘̕H̷̢̡̢͓̜̠͎͆́⊥̸̫̔̌̆̔̈́̈́̚͜Ơ̶͎̤͊̏̀̚ͅN̸̗̺̺̳͌̍͝

Gabriel?: 𝕀 𝕥𝕣𝕪 𝕓𝕖𝕔𝕒𝕦𝕤𝕖 𝕚𝕥𝕤 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 ̷̩̺̼̆́͑ཞ̶̰͒͌ɛ̷̻̞͔̇ɧ̴̹̤̄͑͆͝ɬ̶̣̝͍̻͕̹̜̏ơ̸͎̣̜̦̝͇̳̱̯̍̉̏͜͝ཞ̴̢̱̲̎̏͛ͅც 𝕨𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥 𝕗𝕠𝕣 ร̸̱̳̦̙̲̀̆͐̽͐͘͠ย̶̼̱͔̟͈͖̮͓̘̳̃͋͆͋̅̇̓͛͑

:̴̗̤̹̼͚̩͖̣̰̌͗͂̃̔̃͂̽̂͆s̷͕͒̔͂̈̀̽͌͘ɐ̷̢̢̛̘͚̮̲͓͆͛ı̵̨̹͍͉̳̂̏̅͘ɹ̴̪̙͈͇͖̈́̊͑̑́́̕o̶̮͈̒́̑̚͝͝ʇ̸͓͍͙̜̼̥̏͂̅̾͒̌͑̚͜ɹ̸̛̰̼͓̩̦͈̯̘͎̂̐̑̐́̍̅ͅ∀̴͚̎̓̏͘͠ Ǫ̷̖̯͙̺̬͙͔͇͖͌̿̿̈́⊥̴͓̻̬̈́̊̈́̍̈́̈̚ ̷̞͙̗͖͎̣̞̈́̔̇̚⊥̷͇͖̆̇Ḩ̸̢̺̺̠̦̐́̿͝⅁̵͇͖̤̔͛̉͝͝Ì̸̛̥̺̙̯̐͌̚͠ͅᴚ̸̢͓̥͙̖͖͙̠̤̗̎͋̅͋̕ ̸̯̼̠̩̓̉̎̈́̆͑̚Ǝ̸̨͇̫̝̤̹̅̇́͊̀̔̽̈̆̕Ḫ̸̲̙͈́⊥̸̡̨̛̩̩̫̭͚̟͊͑̽̒̊ͅͅ ̶̡͎̯̻͚̜̮̒̋⊥̸͔̦̥̜͙͔̤̦͖̍̓̔̊͒̾͐̍̚͝S̶̡̥̞̣͎̫̹̉̒̄̽͝͝O̵̞̝͆͛̉̀͐˥̸̳͖̟̬͙͇̟̣͇͜͝ ̴̢̞̬̦̕∩̴̱̻̟̈́̀̂ͅǪ̵̡̥̝̰͉͓̹́͋͒⅄̴̡̟̤̋͠ ̶̣͇̳̻̊͗̾̔˙̴̪͔̼͙̱͈̱͑̀͘͠͝W̴̢̤̃̈̈̑͘͜Ḯ̵̧̥̫̗̻̫̱̙͆͌͠͠H̵̝̃̽̿́ͅ ̴̨̭͍͕̥̱̊̆͊̀̓̃Ⅎ̸̭̣̳̳̱͖͖̟͝O̵̹͈͎͐̓͛̏́̾̉͠ ̶̧̛̪͎̲͍̥̮̳̼͆̑̍͛͝͠ͅ⋊̸̡͔̦̖̪͈̝͚́̈́̈́̒͒̀̍̓͘͘∀̸̛̘͇̏̐͐̐̇̓̃͘͠ͅƎ̶̺̂̒͂͑́̅̓̕Ԁ̸̝͔̉͛̑͂̂̓ͅS̴͉͒͐̆ ̴̢͚͍̮͈̪̹͇̟̎̈́͊͊͊͝Ǝ̶͙̝̫̜̫͚͙͙̀͋͛̚͝͠͝ᴚ̸̢̰̮̬͚̬̈́∀̵̲̹̳̖̦͖͋̌͐̆̊̆̏̀͠ᗡ̷͈̌̐͌̑ ̵͚̝̙̦̤̠͛∩̵̨̨̛̞̜͎̩̲̺͎̓́̑̉̂̎̀̈Õ̶̪̌̍̆̓̕͠͠⅄̸͕̿ ̵̧̪͖̝̫͙̋⊥̷̖̙̈́,̸̛̛̠͑̈́̈́̀̀̈͂Ņ̴͇̐̋̈́̈́͊̈́͒̈́͠͝O̴̧̨̙̬͚̰͈̩͐̓́̎͆̑̅͜ᗡ̴̻̙͑̀̈͂̉́̔̕̚

???????: єภ๏ยﻮђ Շђє ๒๏Շђ ๏Ŧ ץ๏ย
Both Gabriel? and "Artorias" went quiet when the third one spoke. The third voice was the calmest out of them, it sounded as if it was glitching in and out of reality.
???????: ЛƐɪŤнƐ尺 ØЛƐ ØF ϤØЦ ƜɪŁŁ ɪЛŤƐ尺FƐ尺Ɛ Ťнɪら Ťɪ௱Ɛ
Gabriel?: 𝔹𝕦𝕥-
???????: らꞍꞍ, ꞱꞍƎʎ ƆⱯЦ'Ʇ ꞰЦØʍ Ɯʎ ЦⱯƜƎ ʎƎꞱ

ɐ̸̬̝͈̈̒̄͆̿̚ɹ̴̨̤̖̪̤̼̻͎̊̀̋́̓͜͠ͅʇ̸͇̣̺̻͔̠̽̏̅̈́͘̕o̷̢͍̭̱̳̯͙͙͚̪̓̊̇͑͛̓͛̑̾̚ɹ̵̰̼̭̥͕͙̀̈ͅᴉ̴͙̟̞̫͖̺̼̣̇̎͑̚͝͝ͅɐ̵̡̹͖̹̭̫͔͈̦͐̈́̈́̈́̔͋́̕s̵̗̀̀͆̊̃͋̂̽̐͝:̸͖͕̎͒̐ ̵̨̮̣̲̻̮̹̞͛̿̋̿́̍͝͝ͅͅʍ̷̨̞̜̮͙͎͈͙̳͉̂̏̈́̏̈́̑ɥ̶͓͈̬̬͓͎͌͌̒̎́̊͜͝ͅo̵̢̟̰͑͆͛͛̔̿͂̕?̴̮̹͙̞̈͛͝

???????: 👌︎⍓︎♏︎📫︎👌︎⍓︎♏︎
*Back to Artorias's room* (The previous chapter)
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Let's see if anyone of yall can actually read this. I'll wait a bit before I show a version that is readable. I'll post a readable version in the comments at a later date.

Did you ever wonder what would happen if you were reincarnated as your in-game character? This is a fanfiction

"You won't ever understand your opponents until you first understand yourself."
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As the action ensued, Joey started his plan. His goal was to narrow down his targets to just one or two players from all of the opponents at his table. This would not only help with his mental stamina, but also allow him to adjust to the table faster since he would have fewer competitors to decipher.
 
'Who's it going to be?' This was a vital decision. Joey looked around the table. He recognized a few players from the last tournament but he either didn't play with them or was too exhausted to capture any important information. 'Looks like I'm starting from scratch. Alright then, let's consider what kind of target I want.' Joey had already thought about what factors should influence his choice of targets.
 
First of all, the purpose of choosing targets was so that he could study them and develop reliable reads. This meant it was preferable if it was a player that was more readable. What did more readable mean? To Joey, it meant the opponent gave off tells often, they were very noticeable, his interpretations of the tells were consistently accurate, and the information he gained could influence his decisions.
 
These factors determined the quality of the tells. If he could pick a readable target with high quality tells, he would not only get actionable information, but also more of it, which would build his mental profile of the target faster.
 
Second, it was preferable if the target played in many hands with him. That way, he would have more opportunities to acquire information, as well as more chances to use the information to exploit that target. So he preferred loose players who generally entered many hands.
 
He also preferred players sitting in the seats to his direct left and right because players tended to play more hands against those closest to them. This was a statistical fact he observed which happened because once players folded preflop, there would be fewer players remaining to potentially play the hand. This meant that if you played in that situation, you would only have a few possible opponents behind you and they would be the ones closest to you.
 
People also tended to play more hands in such spots because they were near the button and could steal. In other words, each player had many more opportunities to play hands against nearby opponents, which made those competitors more relevant.
 
Third, and probably the most important factor, he wanted to target fish. In poker, most of the money is made from bad players. A great player might only have a small profit vs a decent player, but even a decent player could gain a large profit from a bad player. Bad players are the gold mines. In cash games, fish reveal themselves eventually once they play enough hands. However, in tournaments, you don't always get enough time to identify them, so you have to look for other indicators.
 
'Let's make some educated guesses.' Even without playing a hand, Joey had figured out how he could find information to identify potential fish simply from their appearances and manners.
 
'This guy to my right, his chip stack is much sloppier and unorganized than the others, he's probably loose and plays a lot of hands, which is good for me. The guy to my left has a neat stack and is probably a tight player, not a good target.'
 
'The woman sitting opposite me is wearing very flashy clothes and jewelry which suggests she doesn't care much about money, she's also loud and extroverted; She's likely a loose player. The man two seats to my left seems very conservative and careful both in appearance and manner; He's likely tight and passive.'
 
'I saw the guy two seats to my right chatting with Andrew and a couple of others from the higher stakes games. He's likely a regular here. If he's played a long time and hasn't gone broke, he can't be that bad and there's a good chance he's at least a solid player.'
 
Joey continued on like this, analyzing everyone at the table. It only took a minute for him to select several suitable preliminary targets. He knew these early reads were just estimates and could be wrong, so if information surfaced that contradicted them, he would simply change his reads and pick new targets. Though he was likely correct, it was important to stay flexible.
 
'Now the second step, I need to disarm the other players.' Once the first hand was dealt, Joey's ability already went into active mode. Even though he knew who to focus on now, the issue remained that his ability worked on everyone at the table as a default. He needed to filter it so it would only work on his targets and he'd already thought of a method. Joey looked at all of the non-targets, or extras as he decided to call them, and closed his eyes.
 
Half a minute later, he opened his eyes again. He no longer saw a table full of players. There were two players, and the others...an assortment of strange objects and animals.
 
*Quack Quack*
 
To his left was a loud duck. Moving left again, a big red rooster. Then a stapler...a basketball...a panda...there was even a Mickey Mouse. Yes, Joey had no shame in using other people's copyrighted work in his visualizations.
 
'It works!' He could feel his mental strain easing. By visualizing the extras as funny objects and animals, he was able to subconsciously remove them as threats. He had full confidence in beating a stapler in poker, so his active empathy completely ignored staplerhead.
 
Joey was in a hand. The player he was playing against now--a toilet head. Every time he spoke, the toilet lid popped up. Joey revealed his cards at showdown. "Flush you..."
 
"What?" The player looked at Joey's hand and was confused. There was no flush on the board.
 
*Cough* "Sorry, two pair." As he was scooping the pot, a staff member came over and told him it was time to move tables. Although Joey wished he could stay there longer, he was satisfied. His brain wasn't exhausted, he had accumulated a decent chip stack, and he believed he could do a similar thing again.
 
At the new table, Joey sat down and used the same startup routine. A few minutes later, he found that he was sitting at a poker table next to various breeds of dogs. He paused.
 
'I feel like I recognize this scene from somewhere...'

"To outplay a man in poker is to own him in mind, wallet, and soul." - Joey Fiore, World Series of Poker champion.

Have you ever dreamed of becoming a millionaire overnight? It was the start of the poker boom and that was the dream of millions of poker players all over the world. All types of geniuses, gamblers, and hustlers flocked to poker rooms with ambitions of making it big. Follow Joey, a teenager with the special ability of an empath, as he rises to challenge the greatest poker players in existence.

Empath: someone with the abnormal ability to experience the thoughts and emotions of others. (*This is a real life ability.)

*Like other sports or game novels, you don’t need to understand poker to enjoy this novel. It’s written in a reader-friendly manner. While I’ll introduce poker basics at a gradual pace in the background, the focus will be on thrilling competitions and dramatic aspects that everyone can relate to.

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If she could do that then he would --- " Your asking too much of her."
After the girl said those words she stood up and grabbed her jacket from the rail, " I won. I'll be leaving for work today."
"....showing of?"
"Perhaps. You ought to hurry and recover soon too. It's not going to be a challenge so otherwise," Beth mumbled.
Both of them knew that she didn't care about the bet at all. This is her way of wishing him to get better.
Rhys waves his hand and the girl quickly left - the second she did he slouched to one side. He heard her loud and clearly despite her moving the final piece so loudly as if to block out her own words. Asking too much of her huh? Perhaps he was.
Whenever Rhys closed his eyes he could see her bright smile and feel the warmth she emits. He could see everything of her and she truly is beautiful. Exactly like a jewel, no even more so. A beauty that would transcend even the heavens. On top of that she's strong, courageous. However he knew what Beth was trying to say.
Lyn is still a normal girl, despite being strong. Yeah, he was aware of that being the case. That's why as much as possible, as much as possible he wished to protect those every days of hers for awhile longer. But he recalls the scars he saw on her that time she came out to see him on the deck. It seems like it's already too late for something like that.
If he closed his eyes.
She's going to remain pure and untainted no matter what he does to her.
But if he opened them, then he has to face the reality his actions have caused.
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Today when she got back home from work tonight. She tried living without using her right hand. Lots of normal things like going shopping at the convenience store, cooking, going to the bathroom or taking a bath and writing anything proved to be rather difficult.
Lyn already had previous hand injuries due to her brothers beating. But never once had it become too difficult for her to use her right hand.
Kazuya's injury on the other hand is completely different matter. In contrast to hers that is.
Lyn slumps on her bed and raised her right hand up.
She only had one person occupying her thoughts. Kazuya say that it's nothing so easily like that. But living without his dominant hand is easier said then done, there's so many things you can't do....like drawing and painting.
Ah ---! That's right, the assignment they were assigned to do. She wonders if...he's managing to do it. If he can't even do those basic living things then he's surely having a hard time with the assignment. When they went shopping together, he insisted it was still alright for him to carry the bags.
Lyn however could see he was struggling quite a bit.
Kazuya, he doesn't have to say anything for her to understand... You've always been rather readable that way after all.
Readable huh.... Rhys came to mind and she deeply sighed. Three more hours than she ought to visit him. Lila felt slightly nervous now though. Rhys already knows the truth about her visiting him. But he is waiting until she admits it. How could she possibly do something like admitting it now of all times? After everything that has happened?
Then again, if she doesn't say anything. Rhys will eventually say so won't he?
He's always been readable, even when they were having a serious conversation. She somewhat knew that it would turn out that way with the two of them joking around naturally. Thinking about it now it was somewhat embarrassing, who would have thought that the day would come that they'd be able to speak with each other properly about it. Back then Lyn thought it was completely over.
She didn't think the situation could change. Rhys has others who cared about me. It'll be fine, she doesn't have to worry about him anymore. Yet that didn't stop her from sending him presents every year regardless. Perhaps it was already obvious then, that she didn't want him to forget her. That conversation....
She wondered and wondered - she kept on wondering whether or not it was okay. Whether or not it was okay to discuss it with Kazuya and if she discusses it with him, she wondered what he would say.
Would Kazuya break up with her because of it?
There is a chance of that happening. Even though she wished to erase that thought as much as possible. Lyn can't deny that possible scenario happening. After all the words she exchanged with Rhys that day, clearly meant that she would give him another chance right? By doing so, is she not implying that her feelings for him are not completely gone and thus...will break up with Kazuya one day?
Lyn frowned, and deeply sighed. 'Lately, her head feels all jumbled up.' Even though she has time to relax now, such complicated thoughts enter her mind.
She wondered what Rhys is doing.
Is he getting irritated?
If he's irritated then maybe she could... Lyn shook her head. Forget it, she will see him in a few hours anyway.
A prayer.
The two of them really are quite silly. Even if they pray if they don't work hard then it will all be futile. And yet, perhaps the reason why could focus on her work is because of that. Right now, Rhys is still injured so she can't possibly ask him to erase it.
So for now, for now she will drown on these memories for awhile longer.
Just a little while longer.
It will be over eventually, because the person the present her loves is Kazuya and she no longer has anymore doubts about that. Yet whilst she still has memories of that person left, while they are still here...
When she hears a light knock on her door, her thoughts broke off. For a second Lyn looked puzzled before she stood up and left her desk. She walked over to her door, 'who could it be during this time?'
Lyn opened the door and the moment she did someone stumbled forward.
"Rhys?"
"I couldn't wait," he mumbled softly.
Ah... Her gaze softened at his words as she hesitantly caressed his cheeks. "It was me, so..."
"Yeah, I missed you, Lyn," he brought his lips to her ear.
"Rhys..."
'The thing is...' Lyn however couldn't get a word out since he pushed her down onto the ground. 
He buried his face in the nape of her neck, strangely it felt comfortable. She has to stop doing this, she needs to tell Rhys to leave. But, this person is also like her.
"What are we doing?" Lyn asked.
"You have a bit of a fever," he brushed his hands across her forehead. "I thought so. That's why I came here."
"But your still wounded, your also.."
"That's why I came back to the castle. I can't relax well in a foreign place," Rhys mumbled. He pulled away from her and scooped her up in his arms. "Did you eat anything yet?"
"Ah, not much."
"I'll make you something, and then give you medicine."
"Thank you."
He nodded and gently placed her down on the bed. Rhys tucked her in and bent down, it surprised Lyn when he suddenly kissed her lightly. "Rhys?" she called out puzzled.


"I would give you everything, there is nothing in this world I wouldn't do to ensure your happiness.
I'll cherish every part of you. Because without you beside me I can't survive." 

(Part of a series: This is Book 1)

The Year 4014
Have you ever wonder how does it feel to be a Princess? Is it nice and fun or...actually not? 

Sadly for Lyn being a Princess isn't as nice as fairytales described. She is an abandoned Princess bearing a 'cursed' birthmark. 

Her mother the Queen isolates her, Lyn becomes the most unloved Princess. What can she do in this situation? 

Only study, study and study so one day she can be free from this cage. Lyn thought that she will live her dull life like this for a long time until...

A young man from the Sound Kingdom comes into her life like a prince riding a white horse. But, he's actually a thief.

His name is Kazuya. He brought new colours to her monochrome life, introducing her to many 'first' times. 

Sweet, gentle and kind but what if it's all just an act for hidden motives? Is the affection he showed her...genuine? 

What will happen between the two youngsters trapped in love-cage? What is the mystery hidden behind the birthmark? Can the two of them unite in such a chaotic world? 

Watch as Lyn begin her love journey on a thorny path haunted by dark politics and bitter life.

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