Writing this story makes me feel happy and knowing that I am sharing this story with people makes me feel gooD.

When you are seen as weak most of your life, no one expects much from you. So they'll never know what hit them.
Just ask Legolas Eilianther.

LIST OF STORIES 
(With dialogues)

1)	FUTURE DEPENDS ON WHAT ONE DOES NOW
        (Nine Scenes)
2)	WASHERMAN AND THE DONKEY 
3)	LION AND THE RAT 
4)	The RAT and the SAINT 
5)	The Intelligent Monkey and The Cruel Crocodile 
6)	THE RAT MARRIAGE 
7)	THE INTELLIGENT MONKEY AND THE CROCODILE 
8)	CUCKOO'S PROUDNESS
9)	MINDLESS LION 
10)	LAKE POWER 
11)	THE FROG AND THE SNAKE 
12)	THE FOX AND THE CRANE 
13)	MONKEY ACT
14)	THE CLEVER CRAB 
15)	DONKEY IN LION'S SKIN 
16)	THE SELFISH FRIEND AND THE BEAR 
17)	THE CURIOUS MONKEY 
18)	RATS AND ELEPHANTS 
19)	MY LOVE STORY

These are mostly meant for Kids and Teens Animal Stories. Bed Time Stories. Animal stories Video creation could be made. Dialogues based stories. These are Panchatantra Stories. These stories also could be utilized in Movies. Well written with dialogues. Bounded Script.

Mantri Pragada Markandeyulu, Litt.D.,
B Com, DBM, PGDCA, DCCP
Poet, Novelist, Song and Story Writer
Royal Success International Book of Records 2019 Honor
InSc Research Excellence Award-2020, Bangalore (India)
Gujarat Sahitya Academy and Motivational Strips 2020 Honor
Hon. Doctorate in Litt. from ITMUT, Brazil. (2019)
Literary Brigadier Honor (2018) from Story Mirror, Mumbai, India
Spotlight Superstar Honor (2018) from Story Mirror, Mumbai, India
30+ Global Poetic Certificates (2018, 2019, 2020)

ADDRESS:
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ANUPURAM, ECIL Post, Kapra,
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Hyderabad -500062
Telangana State (INDIA)
Email : mrkndyl@gmail.com
Twitter: @mrkndyl68
Phone Nos.
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Muna is a girl in her late teens trying to discover herself.  by reading her diary Follow her emotional growth, learn about her inner thoughts and see her life changing.

Teens! …sends out sparks to many brains. Well, we are just some people between the ages of thirteen and nineteen who are too big to be called kids, yet are too small to be classified as adults. Finding a name for us becomes a problem as we aren't exactly boys and girls anymore. I guess we would be called "kiddults". We are this group of special and unique people who have a lot of agile blood in us and vibrant spirits with a bit of pure, naive hearts that long for full-flesh experience which lead us to series of adventures in life whether terrible, grievous or light. Most times, we do not care about the results, what happens to those around us or who is hurt. We just wonna have some fulfilling, interesting and exciting fun. After all, it is our time so let us enjoy it to the fullest, right? Now, to explore some of our traits, let's make it fun, yea? If I say something that you agree with, just holla a 'Yep, Yep!!' Okay? Okay, let's go.

A lot of times, we teens could become really secretive and feel like, "Huh, what the heck! Mum and dad are old school. They do not even know what is new these days so they should let me be." No doubt a lot of people think this way (I confess even I too sometimes) but problems begin to arise when we act in obeisance to our thoughts. Oops, I'm already going too deep and deviating. Pardon. Now, back to our facts about teens.
Fortunately or unfortunately, during teenage, most, perhaps all teens begin to experience puberty ( which is why teens are called adolescents ). As we know, the guys get more macho and in many cases try to express it in their coarse voices. They begin to experience secondary sex characteristics like cracking of the voice into deeper tones of bass or even more, thunder; production, broad shoulders and muscles. Wow!
For the ladies (not girls!), they begin to develop some molehills on their chest (breast) monthly period flow, more feminine shape (the figure begins to form for the whistles) and character. The guys and ladies begin to grow hair in the pubic region, armpit and for some guys, on their chin. Naturally, when these happen, we begin to feel grown-up (which we actually are) and become more sensitive to stimulus or things around us. 

Teens do not like to be embarrassed or belittled like kids in public: We are not! Yep, yep!! In a bid to satisfy us, we need not be rushed, maltreated or mishandled. All teens unconsciously crave to be followed closely, carefully and gently. Every teen not only wants someone older who he/she can look up to for help, someone who understands us and will give solutions to problems based on reality and not fairytale. When we find such a person, all of our trust is put on that person and as a result, even our darkest secrets and thoughts are known by that person. Such a person could be a parent, friend, or even stranger. If the person is right, a good foundation is certain for a launch into adulthood. However, the consequences might be very grave if the reverse turns to be the case! Better imagined than experienced.

There is a great disaster when we are let down by the ones we really trust. Sometimes, it has a psychological effect on us which makes us adopt some ideologies in life e.g. never trusting any older human being again, trusting only in inanimate things, animals and the elements of the earth…
Every one of us teens have role models and mentors we aspire to be like whether they are good or bad, there is someone we are following and looking up to. Yep, yep!!            
Almost all teens are:
Tactless,
Evasive,
Extravagant,
Naughty,
Agile,
Giddy,
Energetic &
Rather
Stubborn…
         
It is my prayer that after reading this piece, we would become:
                                Tactical
    Efficient
    Exquisite
    Noble
    Admirable
    Great
    Expeditious
    Reformed
    Spiritual

       Furthermore, we would become a unique group, evolving from an expensive natural acquaintance (parents and childhood) while getting a very swift experience (teenhood passes in a whiff) eventually evolving once more into adulthood!
 Phew! Yep, yep!!

The intent of this book is largely to touch the lives of teens so that our generation shall be as devoid of sin as possible. It is also intended to bring clarity for us at this critical stage of our lives, whether we are joining at thirteen or departing at nineteen. There is the hope that it helps others who haven’t reached our stage yet, the littluns too have something to look to and think about. For those who have gone beyond us, it gives a chance to reminisce and perhaps, get nostalgic while also offering a few suggestions on how we should be (taken and moulded) and how we would want to be seen. Still, it is best to let you know first:
You’ve got to have a THING for God;
to be a TEEN for God!

Noah took Chloe to the Youth Center in the Boyle Heights neighborhood.
In the entry hall, two staff members were sitting behind the welcoming counter and when they saw Noah, both of them shoot to their feet and stood in attention. Noah waved with his hand, gesturing for two people to relax and sit.
Chloe smiled a little because this situation reminded her how Noah reacted when Sarah and Aiden showed up unannounced in the office.
"What are we doing here?", Chloe asked in a half-whisper.
She asked him a few times where they are going, but he said that she will find out when they get there. Well, now that they reached their destination, she still didn't know what Noah's plan was.
Youth Centers in neighborhoods are what their name implies, centers where youth (mostly teens) gathers for various activities. Normally, there is a program coordinator who decides what events will be provided in the center, and that can range from physical exercise to learning various skills or doing schoolwork. Chloe wondered why Noah brought her here.
"Hold that question for ten seconds. It's better to show you than to explain with words.", Noah said while leading the way down the hallway.
It's not that Noah wanted to keep this a secret, but he knew that bringing Chloe here to see with her own eyes will be much better than telling her about it. 
Why did he bring her here? Noah was aware that Chloe was planning to leave this neighborhood (and probably the city as well), and he wanted to show her how amazing this place is, starting from the youth center where he usually spends his weekends if there is no important mission scheduled.
They stopped next to the big window that was providing a view of the large hall that was on the right. It looked like a basketball court with sparkly light brown wooden floors.
The hall had more than twenty teenagers inside, who were standing in several rows and practicing punching moves under the guidance of two women wearing black uniforms. The door was ajar, and they could hear teenagers shouting 'hoo-haa' while punching the air in unison.
Chloe looked at the teens. It was a mix of girls and boys, between thirteen and eighteen years old. They were doing their practice with serious expressions on their faces.
Two women moved between teens and corrected their postures when needed.
Chloe's eyebrows shoot up when she recognized two women as Lizzie and Scarlet. Those two were intimidating before, but now that Chloe confirmed how they can fight, Lizzie and Scarlet turned into absolutely terrifying existences. Chloe was glad that she will resign from the Blanc because working with Lizzie and Scarlet will be nerve-wracking.
Noah saw that Chloe was getting anxious and he decided to show her something else. 
Without a word, Noah took Chloe's hand into his and tugged her to follow him further down the hallway.
He was happy that she didn't pull her hand away, and after a few steps, his lips lifted into a smile when he felt her fingers curling around his hand, holding onto him. Yup, he is making great progress.
Chloe was startled when he held her hand, but she didn't want to let go because it felt good, almost like her hand belonged in his. His hand was big and warm and solid and it made her want to do all kinds of things, but letting go was not one of them.
They stopped on the left side of the hallway, next to a large window. The room inside was spacious and carpeted. It had desks and chairs and a lot of kids sitting in silence. There were more than fifty kids, some were reading, and some were writing, and there was a group of six kids in the far right corner who were discussing something while pointing at laptops like they were doing a group project. The wall on the left had one long table with fifteen computers, each with a kid in front of it.
The whole space looked like a big classroom. Most of the kids appeared to be in their teens, but a few were as young as eight years old, while some were in their early twenties.
Several people in black uniforms moved about and stopped next to the kid who had his (or her) arm raised. They were obviously helping kids, like tutors.
"Do kids do their make-up work here for school?", Chloe voiced her thoughts. She heard that youth centers in neighborhoods offer tutoring lessons at low cost.
"This is not make-up. For a big majority of kids present, this is their school.", Noah said.
Chloe didn't understand. This is a youth center, not a school. And also, it's a weekend, so schools should be closed. "It's Saturday. Shouldn't they be playing?"
"Most of these kids don't go to regular school. They study here and take online classes."
Chloe was familiar with the concept of distance learning, but she had no idea that there would be so many kids who don't go to school in a traditional sense. "Is there a reason why so many kids don't go to regular school?"
Noah guessed the reason behind Chloe's confusion, so he decided to explain.
"This is not only a youth center. These kids live here.", Noah said, and he saw that Chloe's curiosity was piqued. "It's not all of them. Some live in the area and they came only for supplemental classes. However, many of these kids were picked up from the streets of Los Angeles. They lived in bad conditions that put them in the system, but the system failed them, and they ran away from foster families or were abandoned. Some of them had addicts for parents who put their addiction in front of caring for their children, and in order to survive, kids were stealing or begging on the streets. We took them in. They get a place to sleep, three meals a day, and they also get to finish education."
"Are martial arts part of the program?"
Noah confirmed. "It's good for kids to know how to defend themselves. Even if they are never in a fight, having skills will give them confidence and it's a good exercise. It also teaches discipline and the value of hard work."
"Who pays for this?"
"This belongs to Blanc.", Noah said. "Most of the tutors volunteer, and kids don't pay anything."
Chloe thought how all that was hard to believe. "You are telling me that kids get a roof over their head, food, and education for free while Blanc covers the costs? The expenses should also include clothes, food, toiletries, and all kinds of other things."
Noah was not surprised to hear Chloe's questions. That disbelief was common for outsiders and he didn't want Chloe to be one. "Blanc is not a company. It's a community. A family. Sarah came in and she transformed a neighborhood with the highest crime rate in the County into one where people want to move in. Everyone who lives in the Boyle Heights neighborhood gets an option to contribute a percentage of their paycheck in exchanges for benefits, and any expenses on top of that are covered by Blanc. We encourage these kids to stick to their education with a promise that if they do well, they will be offered a job at Blanc. But there are no strings attached. Once they finish school, we help them find jobs, and until that happens, they are welcome to stay here."
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Sarah Hill is an introvert who does not want to attract attention. Other than mad coding skills, Sarah knows how to throw a punch. She believes that her biggest problem is the existence of the hacker Omega and her world flips upside-down when the most popular guy on campus approaches her. What does he want? Why her? (Ah, Sarah, that is only the beginning.) 

JoAnna Hill easily makes friends with her bubbly personality. Some call her a mad scientist, but she prefers ‘Dr. Hill’, because that is what she is. JoAnna is an excellent markswoman who can snipe out any target and she is wondering if her prince charming will ever come.

Sophia Hill is the voice of reason, their pillar of support. She is a confident CEO who knows how to get what she wants. Sophia’s degree in law combined with amazing capabilities to analyze the situation and plan ahead make her the perfect strategist (to achieve a goal without ending up in jail). 

This is a story of three Hill sisters who are navigating through challenges while they uncover the complicated story behind their maternal side of the family. And their father is not a simple man either.
Every sister is different, and so are their relationships. 

They all have in common: trust and belief that if they work together, anything is possible.

Mature content! 18+

***SPOILER? - START *** 
The story starts with a focus on the youngest sister (Sarah). 
After about 100 chapters, the oldest sister (Sophia) gets in the romantic spotlight. 
JoAnna finds herself pulled into romance last, at about 200 chapter mark. 
***SPOILER? - END ***

Excerpt from the novel...

"Do you believe in destiny?", Sarah broke the silence. 
"Destiny?" Aiden didn't expect such a question. 
"Yes. The thing that is meant to happen, and there is nothing you can do to prevent it. And when it does happen, everything feels right." 
"Why would you ask me such a thing?" 
"Until a few weeks ago I would say that there is no such thing as destiny. That we are all masters of our lives and that everything depends on our actions, or lack of it. But I can't help but wonder: why did I not push you away? ... Why does it feel like everything will be OK as long as we are together? ... You are a piece of me that I never knew was missing. Is this destiny?" 
"Mmm... if that is destiny, then I approve it.", Aiden lightly kissed Sarah's shoulder and rested his chin on it. 

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1st WARNING!!!
Contains descriptions of intimate scenes. If you are not comfortable with that, don’t read it!
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2nd WARNING!!!
This is my first novel! :)
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*****
I own the cover.
*****

Check out my other novels: 
* "Accident Prone" 
* "Amara - Reunion"
* "The Alpha's Bride"
* "The Supreme Alpha"

hey guys its me author same this chapter will be deleted but i have to say thank you 
thank you for reading my book even though it is very bad and stupid
your books not stupid*
cant you see I'm thanking the people here
so grumpy ok give your stupid speech*
she says while she pouts 
stop saying what im doing*
sorry its a habit
anyway if your reading this thanks for just staying for my dum story and also thanks for 10K views
and i have some honorable mentions   
 
bobbybot_170 idk if your still reading this or not but thanks for punting out my mistakes（*＾-＾*）
  
TheCreatorOfRice thanks for creating rice and also thanks for your comments 
 
AMMIGGO thanks for your thanks 
me too i want to say thanks*
go ahead
ok*
miss system gets ready   to say her thanks then start looking at me with dangers in her eyes
stop doing that and call me by my name*
i cant do that
ohh ok*
anyway thanks for reading what's going on inside a deranged and stupid teens *
you said i was not stupid
did i now

ding*
welcome reader i am the monarch system nice to meet ya*
what did you come for the Yuri of the vampire part?*
system who are you talking to.
them*
who.
the readers*
are you going crazy this is real life not some novel.
are you sure about that*
your very talkative today.
am i*
miko ready.
looks like its show time*

The reason for Meng Minghui rejecting Inception could wait. Compared to that, Meng Lang was more curious about where his old man found the two scripts that Meng Lang had already abandoned.
"Don't look at me! Your mom found it when she was cleaning the room. I had a look. The stories are great! I never knew you had this talent in you. Your writing was mere trash when you were a boy."
"Hey! That's not even the point here!"
Meng Lang didn't believe that his old man was qualified to say whether a script would have good market prospects. If Meng Minghui could do that, Pengda Toy Factory would never have fallen to the verge of bankruptcy in the first place.
If the old man wasn't all that visionary, then what made him decide to support Meng Lang in shooting Balala the Fairies and Explosive Boys without hesitation?
Something had to have gone wrong!
After the initial surprise, Meng Lang picked up the two bound-up scripts and probed without batting an eyelid. "Do you mean that you found these two shows promising?"
"Yes!" Meng Minghui nodded.
"If you don't mind me asking… Why?" Meng Lang asked tentatively.
Instead of answering the question directly, Meng Minghui began to talk about the miracle Blazing Teens had made.
It was the monthly viewing rate champion!
Yo-yos had won over all the primary and middle school students across the country, becoming a national hit!
In less than a fortnight, over 100,000 people had rated Blazing Teens on Sprout, the rating website.
Meng Minghui seemed to have paid more attention to Blazing Teens and yo-yos than Meng Lang, the director and creator of yo-yos.
Halfway, Meng Minghui heaved a sigh.
"Do you know how shocked I was when you came to me and told me that you wanted to become a director and make TV series? Frankly, I didn't find Blazing Teens promising at all back then. I even thought that I had invested a few million for nothing…
"But so what! You're my son. If I don't support you to chase your own dreams, then no one will."
Meng Lang looked pleasantly surprised and asked immediately, "So, Inception…"
Before he could finish, Meng Minghui cut him off. "Of course, I'll support you to go after your dreams, but you can't reach for what's beyond your grasp!
"It's like in the old sayings. You can only make one step at a time, the way you can't chew more than one mouthful each time…"
Hence, Meng Minghui moved from the success of Blazing Teens to his sadness when he had to sell a house to support his son's dream. Before he even finished, Meng Lang realized that he couldn't find a reason to say no.
Seeing the wavering look on Meng Lang's face, Meng Minghui was satisfied. Taking the opportunity, he said, "If that Inception is your dream, what about Balala the Fairies and Explosive Boys? Aren't they your dreams, too?"
"It's not the same…"
"Of course, it's the same!"
Meng Minghui resorted to sophistry. "Since you've already written the scripts, deep down, you must want to transfer the words into moving pictures! Plus, TV shows are as much an entertainment as movies and both are for the people. If that's the case, then neither one is more noble than the other! You need to listen to me this time. I'll wire you 10 million later. Let's do Balala the Fairies!"
Huh?
Meng Lang was baffled when he heard this. "I thought I could choose one between the two?"
"Explosive Boys will do, too! It's just that the factory will have to purchase some magnet…"
Meng Lang was about to nod when he realized what had happened.
Holy crap!
What a cunning old man. He had excluded Inception for good!
"No! I want to shoot Inception!" Meng Lang refused his old man adamantly.
…
"Ouch! That hurts!"
"Dad! I'll do as told…" 
"Stop hitting me! You're going to kill me…"
That day, all employees of Pengda Toy Factory who had walked past the general manager's office all heard their young boss's loud wails.
Hearing the news, Meng Minghui's wife arrived at the factory and joined in the "physical education". Once that started, the passing employees weren't the only ones who could hear Meng Lang's cry. It was said that the senior workers in the production department 500m away could hear him, too.
With the couple teaching their son a lesson together, they finally smacked the movie plan out of a certain wastrel's head and he no longer wanted to spent hundreds of millions on a movie about "a dream within a dream within a dream".
Frankly, if his mother hadn't shown up, maybe Meng Lang could have resisted a bit longer.
However, he gave in as soon as his mother expressed her objection openly.
As for why his mother objected to the idea, well, she had obviously been frightened by Mr. Old Meng, who had been fanning up the flames of trouble, talking about "an investment of hundreds of millions".
Even tens of millions was out of question, let alone hundreds!
"Let's say we do have that much money for you to put into a movie, but even if we do, you can't waste it away like that!" Li Shufen tried to talk some sense into her son as she rubbed some pain-relieving old onto his back."
Over on the other end on the leather sofa, Mr. Old Meng, who was reading a newspaper, interjected suddenly. "Actually, we do have that much money!"
What?
The mother and son turned their heads in unison toward Mr. Old Meng, who was reading a newspaper on the sofa.
"I'm not kidding!"
Folding up the newspaper, Old Meng put it back onto the shelf, then rubbed the bridge of his nose and said, "Our yo-yos are selling great at the moment. The machines in the factory are running around the clock and we've delivered over 3 million pieces so far! Even if most of them have been sold to distributors at wholesale prices, the factory already has over 100 million working capital on paper!"
"How can there be so much money?!" Li Shufen was surprised and suspicious.
She knew about the yo-yo, which was supposed to be some toy her husband and son came up with that was selling well.
After all, Li Shufen hadn't taken part in the actual running and managing of the factory and didn't know what the actual sales figures were.
Meng Minghui chuckled. "We have exclusive rights in yo-yos. Without having to pay sales proceeds to any copyright owner, our profit rate is very high! Several of our senior workers have made strict requirements over the production process and we've been able to keep the production cost at lower than 5 yuan."
Lower than 5 yuan?!
That was an astonishing figure!
Yo-yos were retailed at 50 yuan each at least. If the unit cost could be kept under 5 yuan and without a copyright owner to take any proceeds away, the profit rate would be incredibly high!
Fetching a calculator, Meng Minghui made a rough calculation for the mother and son. His conclusion was —
Ever since yo-yos were launched, after deducting expenses such as cost, salaries, and taxes, the net profit the factory had earned had reached an unprecedented record of 6.325 million yuan!
And they were only getting started!
Confined by the number of injection molding machines they had and their production capacity, Pengda Toy Factory couldn't earn as much as they wanted at first, even if they had an exclusive product.
However, as Pengda Pictures gradually sold the license of its patented yo-yos to the manufacturers all over the country, the yo-yos were welcomed by numerous toy manufacturers. After the production volume reached a considerable scale, Pengda could earn hundreds of millions from the sales proceeds alone!
And Meng Minghui had pointed out that those hundreds of millions were their net profit after tax!
One shouldn't have underestimated the scale of the toy market.
Of the explosive spending powder of children, who wanted to buy their favorite toy!
Or the market of peripheral products of movies and TV works in this country with 1.4 billion people, and where knock-offs were despised, and piracy had been wiped off the face of earth!


Meng Lang wakes up in a parallel universe as a fresh graduate only to realize that Pengda Toy Factory—his family business—is on the verge of bankruptcy. So, he decides to do what he does best (in his previous life) to save the day—making TV shows.
Apparently, this alternative reality where piracy has been annihilated can be a paradise for spin-off merchandise, but no production company has made good used of this opportunity until Meng Lang shows up.
Blazing Teens, the first feature show Meng Lang directs ("borrowed" from his original universe, to be more precise) introduces yo-yos to this world for the first time. Once he realizes how profitable it is to sell spin-off toys, he becomes an expert in it.
Balala the Fairies, Explosive Boys, Kamen Rider… Meng Lang is determined to become “King of feature shows” in this world. Although, to the critics, he is nothing but a toy vender…

let as all enjoy reading this is not just for mother's but it can be also applied for the teens now a day's this is  non fiction short story it means that this story happens in a real life situation but, not literally mean the author's, the story was written base on the observation on the writer to the mother of someone he know, so you're correct chismosa yung author ka unti lang namn dito na side, a side I have seen that it is good to publish as a story.
I you'll stay reading thank you, if not still thank you love you!!😘😘

I realised what my mistake was. 
It was posting my story in a platform where the majority of readers came to read seeing the 18+ and sexual content tags and not the drama/ emotional tag. It was posted in a platform where 90% of the readers are horny teens. All those horny teens came in seeing the words MCU, powers and a strong MC tag expecting my MC to be a perfect being. Well, guess what fuckers, my MC is not perfect.
Have you horny people never heard of the term don't judge a book by its cover? Well, let my novel be a lesson to you not to judge a book by its cover.
This was stated from the very first chapter by me showing his extremely lazy side. The whole point of his gift was to counter his lazy side. He was never perfect and it's your fault for thinking my MC is perfect when I displayed so many times throughout the novel he wasn't.
I had trouble understanding peoples emotions since childhood. Due to this, I had to analyse, examine, learn and understand people's emotions deeply in order to empathise and emulate those emotions.
So don't fucking argue with me about MC's emotions because if there is one person who correctly knows MC's emotions it's me, who spend countless years trying to understand, learn and research about peoples emotions in order to emulate them, not you guys who could naturally empathise with people and took that ability for granted.
I didn't fucking write this story randomly. I write spending hours researching every angle of it. Including the aspect of the emotional situation of MC. Why else would I take into the consideration of inflation of money and other things in my story? I asked people around me how they would feel in each scenario that the MC went through and drew from their experience and mine into the story.
Especially his emotions when killing people. I did this by asking my uncle and his friends who were in the army about his experience of killing people and his reaction to etc. I didn't fucking just bring it out of nowhere! Yet many of you 'kids' think killing people is alright and easy! I am sorry but I don't want to cater my story in a platform where many of you are these kinds of sick psychopaths/ mentally challenged.
To all those people who looked for logic in a work of fiction. Why are you even fucking reading a work of fiction when fictions are meant to be breaking the rules of reality and logic?
So yeah all of you haters/ logic finders go read other awesome/ perfect fanfics in this site and enjoy them! They will be more to you haters', horny kids' and logic lookers standards where you can find perfect MC with logical work. Because from this moment onwards my novel will be taken off from this site.
Also to the Russian site, Rulate. Do you think it's fucking okay to translate my novel on a different site without my permission without giving me any credit? You dare fucking take my story post it under different creators name? You dare try to take peoples money when I made it clear this is a free novel?
Let me see how you are going to carry on from now on. Let's see how you are going to answer the people whose money you took from when they get no more updates. tl.rulate.ru/book/50755/
I didn't write this book for money, fame, recognition or anything. I wrote it because I liked writing. I wrote more than 150 chapters because I liked writing. You want evidence? When have I asked any of you for power stones or money for faster release?
The only reason I posted it was because I saw how there was barely any non-harem fanfic work and decided to share my work for free with you guys to enjoy it. I enjoyed reading all the nice comments. I enjoyed reading all the suggestions. But I didn't fucking enjoy assholes who wanted to implement their ideology in my book.
To those who seriously supported me and loved my work, I am deeply sorry. I am a human, not a God of mercy and love. I feel anger when I see those hate and illogical comments. Especially when I spend more than 3 hours reading and replying to every single comment.
This is a punishment to those haters to teach them not to fucking ruin other peoples mood.
The good news to those who genuinely enjoyed and loved my novel it that it isn't dropped. It is just in a different platform under a different name. However, I am not going to say its name or the platform where it's posted because the logic finders, haters, horny kids and the work stealers from this site would just come to that site to piss me off and ruin my work. Hope you guys find it.
Let my book be a lesson to all you haters and people who looked for logic in a book what gratitude, appreciation and truly enjoying a book means. Every hate comments you posted affected me assholes.
This book is part of a massive trilogy of another author's book in this platform. This story was what you could say as phase 1 of the trilogy. Both of us had planned to reveal to you the book at the end of my book. But now I am not going to(not on this site) seeing as most haters from this site/novel would ruin his work as well.
Funny thing is I am not even sad. I feel happy taking my novel down from this site. Guess that is how much the haters affected me.
Potato Lord signing off!

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