With the events that went down after the Trio of Iga's showdown against the former shadow, Hanabi finds herself under new light— and a new underlying grasp of darkness.  



Will she be able to keep a death-sentenced secret from her new allies?

Maybe redemption isn't too late for her. And for someone else.

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Play through Hanabi's point of view in Redemption where YOU choose what path she takes.



Story and Illustration is copyrighted.

A somewhat self-insert turning to semi OC. First story i will publish.

Chapters will be pending, i know there is no long enough for most but i don't want to lose the overview. 
So i guess it will be mostly 1k to maybe 5k, what do you guys think?

Host, please wake up to sign the contract.
'Contract? What contract?'
In a blank white space, there were two glowing balls of light - one light pink and the other white.
Avina slowly regained her thoughts as she remembered the car accident. Her first thoughts were whether she had died and this was the Underworld, where people are judged about how they lived their lives and what will happen to them from then on. But if that is so, why does this voice refer to her as "Host"? Her next thoughts flurried through her head, such as "What happened to Bea," "How about the trip," "And her luggage," "If I'm dead, who's going to pamper my dog Pepper?"
Sensing an overload of thoughts. Please calm down. System 5025 assigned to explain.
"Hello Host! It is I, System 5025! The greatest system of all time! Would you like me to explain to you what is going on?" The white orb of light disappeared being replaced by a flashing light blue ball of light. The energetic voice emanated from the ball sounded childish and reminded Avina of Bea.
An awkward silence shrouded the both of them when Avina finally summoned her courage to ask a question. 
"What happened to me?" Fearful of the answer, Avina prepared herself for the worst answer possible. The worst thing was no one remembering her majesty and talent. 
"You have gotten into a car accident triggering the activation of the Villain's Redemption System. As of current, your body is not dead, but in a comatose state," System 5025 calmly answered. 
Another pause of silence before Avina continued, "Then, what of my friend Bea? Is she OK?"
"I am unsure. Let me check the database," System 5025 hesitated before answering Avina. It was unsure of who this 'Bea' was and even more unsure of her condition. The blue orb disappeared but soon popped back.
"According to the database, Bea, your friend, is in the hospital. She has minor wounds and is unconscious. She is likely to wake up in the next 3 days."
Feeling a little better, Avina moved onto her last question. "What is this 'system' and the 'Villain's Redemption' thing?"
"The system is a collected force of minor systems, such as I, who are tasked with a Host and objective. As of current, you are my Host. I am a system under the branch 'Villain's Redemption' whose objective is to carry out missions and tasks to so-called villains alongside my Host.
If you are to agree to the contract, you will be willing to fulfill these missions with your system in order to live once more. As of current, your body is in a comatose state unsure of when you will wake up. If you were to sign the contract, we can assure you will wake up perfectly unharmed from this state."
"Then how long must I do these tasks," With unsureness of whether she will wake up, a life-saving option popped before her, but all good things come with a drawback - such as how long this will take her. 
"It depends on the merits the Host accumulates during each world. With each world, the host will gain skills, skill points, and merits. The skill points can unlock skills while the merits are used to go back to another world, retry a world, or return to your world."
Although it looked tempting, the system did not completely answer her question. Sure she maybe could earn these merits, but how many merits did she need until she was finally free. Was she going to be worked to death before she could finally live again? But if she did not accept, who knows when she will ever wake up again. When will she ever be able to see her beautiful face or hear her beautiful voice? 
Debating on the pros and cons of the choices before her, Avina finally chose to sign the contract. 
"Great! If you would please repeat after me. 'I, your name, am willing to sign the Villain's Redemption System Contract abiding by its rule. I will work together with my system to ensure the success of each mission.'"
"I, Avina, am willing to sign the Villain's Redemption System Contract abiding by its rule. I will work together with my system to ensure the success of each mission." After Avina repeated her oath, System 5025 also said its oath.
"I, System 5025, am willing to bind with Host Avina in the Villain's Redemption System Contract abiding by its rule. I will work together with my Host to ensure the success of each mission.
Yay! I'm sure we will succeed with our mission Avina!" With the end of the oath, a sparkling red light appeared between Avina and 5025. It formed a red string tying both orbs of light together before disappearing. 
Avina's orb slowly morphed into a person as a faint glow radiated. Her regular appearance appeared once more as she stared at her fingers. Perfect. Still looking nice.
"Host, you can refer to me however you would like to as long as it is appropriate. I will now pull up our first mission statistics as well as your skill statistics."
A light shined once more before a holographic box appeared before Avina. 
Name: Avina Ferrina
Intelligence: 70/100
Beauty: 68/100
Talent: 45/100
Skills: N/A
'How rude! I should have a 100 in each one of them! They must not have noticed my great prowess!'
Offended by her statistics, Avina placed her hands on her hips intently staring at the box as if it could change numbers like so. Her ears started to blush red as she fumed in annoyance and despised the box for not knowing her prowess. 
"Host? Are you alright? Your emotional levels are fluctuating," 5025 asked unsure of what to do with its Host.
"This box appears to malfunctioning! My intelligence, beauty, and talent are all 100!" Avina angrily poked the box with her index. She poked it a few more times to relieve some more steam.
5025 laughed a little before calming its host, "Do not worry Host. The more you work, the more the statistics will change. It's not completely accurately displaying your complete intelligence, beauty, or talent, but more of a momentary analysis. 
Would you like to look at your first mission?"
Avina nodded as a sign of understanding, but she will never accept her numbers! How can the great her be of such low numbers! She nodded once more for 5025 to pull out her mission box.
Mission World: The Prince's Wife
Mission Rank: F
Mission Name: Ariel Devera
Target Name: George Quince
Task: Prove Ariel's innocence and redeem her reputation

| WPC #153 World of Villains Gold Tier |
How great is it to actually get a system and transmigrate to different worlds? But how unlucky is it to transmigrate only into villainesses...

Avina is a good girl with good grades, good looks, and good friends. Only thing is that she has princess syndrome. And now faced with an unfortunate, unwanted, undesirable death, she has a system and has to transmigrate into different worlds in order to live once more!

Hmph! This Princess is so good looking and beautiful! I have no reason to waste my precious hands to push a peasant!
I am so beautiful and talented, how can I hang on one tree! It’s not him who doesn’t need me, but ME who doesn’t need HIM!

System: Host, shouldn’t you flatter the target and gain good will?
Avina: It is beneath me to flatter a hooligan. Hmph!

[SCHEDULE]: the author dares not to set expectations ;-;, Author Intro./Diary has more info

WHO THE HELL KEEPS A...


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Disclaimer - (Cause fanfiction is tricky ground and I hope not to offend the creator of the original story and get sued)
I do not own "Black Clover", it belongs to its original creator Yuki Tabata, but I do own my oc. This is only a fanfiction that I was inspired to write by the original work. Please support the official release. Most of the media - such as the art and illustrations, gifs, video's, etc. used in this fanfiction - are from the web. Thus, most of them aren't mine (because I really, really can't draw) unless mentioned. To fit the story, images are also edited by various apps and websites. So they aren't mine, just edited.
Also if you own a picture or Video that I found online, and you either want your name added, or me to take it down. Please contact me and we can talk it out.
P.s. I also ask that you do not copy my work and publish it onto any other website. If you're gonna use my idea, please ask me (If you ask nicely, I for sure, will agree). If I don't contact you within a week, then just assume I'm giving you the all clear and go for it. Just remember to credit me.
I will be writing out scenes even if my Oc isn't in them. As long as she's mentioned, or influencing the characters in some way. Or maybe be because it influences the story. This may seem a bit annoying. But that's just how I write. I like to embed my characters into the story line. Because of this, most of the dialogue/scenes will come from the original work.
Warnings: Short Chapter, Lions


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Today's Special
Meowing time is over,
It's time to roar.


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{Yumi P.O.V.}
I panted, chest rising and falling with every heavy breath I took.
I swear if I didn't get out of that building when I did, I would have lost my mind!
I felt my eyebrow twitch as I remembered all the dead ends I ran into. With all its twists and turns, it was worse than any dungeon I've been in!
If there was one thing it confirmed though, was that I was definitely in a nobles house. WIth all it's expense red curtains and gold framed paintings, there was no way anyone other than a noble could afford all that.
I sigh as I stare at the garden I have found myself in. It isn't exactly an exit. But there's probably a wall around somewhere that I can climb to get out. It's either that or…
I shiver at the prospect of needing to go back into that maze. If I go back in there, there's no way I'd be coming back out!
Nope, I quickly shook those thoughts out of my head.
I look down at the bright green grass that was trimmed perfectly, and then down at my feet that were clad in high heels.
There's no way in hell I'm going to be walking on grass in heels. That's just beginning for a broken ankle.
I bend down and undo the straps of my black heels and step onto the field of grass that surrounded the hundreds of bushes of flowers, like a green sea.
I let out a small giggle at the feeling of the cool grass. That sure feels nice considering the heat.
The heat…
I feel the colour drain from my face as my eyes dart to the sun that has continued to rise. At this point, it wasn't that high up, so it was about 9 o'clock.
I am so dead!
I quickly run forward, jumping over any walls of bushes that may stand in my way. If I run forward, I'm bound to hit a wall that I can climb over.
Right?
RIGHT?!
God, I hope I'm right.
Eventually the number of busses decreased and all that was there was a field of bright green grass.
I figured it was only a matter of time before I reached the end. With the finish line coming closer and closer, I began to sprint.
Well I did eventually run into something. Though it wasn't a wall I could climb over.
It had bright golden fur, with a dark orange mane. It lazily opened one dark brown eye to stare at me. He took a quick sniff of the air and raised to all four paws, becoming attentive.
It was a lion.
A frickin LION!
WHO THE HELL KEEPS A LION AS A PET!
All right, what did Yami always say about wild animals?
That's right!
Run, play dead, and don't look it in the eyes!
I highly doubt I could out run it.
I can't even use my magic to get me out of this. I'm a healer, not a fighter!
What good will water healing magic do in this situation?
What? Am I supposed to heal my mangle body after it tears me shreds!
Why didn't I listen to my brother when he told me to get some attack spells in my arsenal. I had laughed it off at the time, but I sure hell am not laughing now!
I then made the mistake of looking it in the eyes. Those dark brown eyes definitely gleaned with intellect. Almost as if he was daring me to try and fool him.
I froze in place. "G-Good morning." I let out shakily.
He took a step forward, and let out a roar. Getting a startled "Yeep!" out of me in return.
He began circling around me, well keeping a radius of at least three feet. Which I was quite thankful for.
I stood frozen in place as he paused, and then came closer. His nose touched my stomach, I could feel the coldness of it through my shirt.
After taking a few strong sniffs.
He just walked away.
Leaving me confused in a field of grass, my right hand holding a pair of black heels as I stared after it like a fool.


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Anyone wanna guess why he left her alone after sniffing her? There was a solid reason for that.

Fuegoleon Vermillion never expected to fall in love with a one night stand. That is, until he saw her chewing out a noble without fear. The only problem there was, she had run out before he even got her name, leaving behind no trace. Though even after he discovers her identity, things just won't go his way! Not only was she Yami Sukehiro's little sister, she also wasn't interested in love.

As the flames flickered, Derrick and company subconsciously looked at the long dark red table. The first thing they noticed was the figure closest to them.
The figure wore a simple linen robe, and had a head of long silver hair and indiscernible facial features. It made Colin, Lovia, and Derrick find the figure oddly familiar.
In an instant, they felt as though a bolt of lightning struck their minds, illuminating their blurry memories.
"Angel of Fate, Ouroboros!"
Just as the pupils of the team from the City of Silver dilated, the figure turned around and looked at them.
A pair of indifferent eyes immediately occupied their vision as extraordinary mysterious rings appeared.
In a daze, Derrick saw a figure in front of him. He was a handsome, radiant, and energetic man. He wore a pure white robe and had short golden hair.
With his appearance, the surroundings became abnormally bright. The warm feeling was like a ray of light, instantly filling every spot.
Derrick felt as though he had seen the "day," as mentioned in legends, momentarily forgetting where he was or what he was doing.
The man took a step forward and his blurry figure overlapped with Derrick.
Then, Derrick sat beside the dark red long table, occupying one of the high-back chairs.
He had become the handsome and radiant man who was attending a secret gathering.
At the same time, the grizzled City of Silver Chief, Colin, whose face was covered in old scars, encountered the same blurry and illusory figure.
The figure was seven to eight meters tall. He was wearing silver full-body armor, and his eyes were glowing like the light of dawn.
He raised the long sword in his hand, letting it press against Colin Iliad's forehead like a scepter.
Demon Hunter Colin struggled for a moment, but he quickly calmed down when he was enveloped by the orange light.
With that, he and the giant in front of him merged into one. He strode towards the dark red table and sat on the second seat on the right.
Shepherd Lovia encountered a man in a long black robe. He had black curly hair over his shoulders and a pair of eyes that seemed to be covered in shadows. It was difficult to see his face clearly, but the silver threads, complicated patterns, and gorgeous accessories were directly reflected in her mind.
Lovia trembled and couldn't help but lower her head, allowing the layers of black wings on the man's back to wrap around her.
She became the man and walked to the end of the dark red table.
There were two high-back chairs with complex patterns placed there. Lovia chose the left one.
The remaining members of the City of Silver's expedition team also encountered similar situations, but the figures they faced were different.
After "they" found their seats on both sides of the dark red table, the area around the empty high-back chair at the seat of honor became darker, outlining a female figure that seemed to be shrouded in fog.
Right on the heels of that, a voice that seemed to transmigrate from ancient times echoed in the ears of the "attendees."
"…We are trying to redeem ourselves, and also maintain the balance of this world…"
"…Dissociation and deviation are undoubtedly the most basic order…"
"…This is also in line with 'His' thoughts…"
"…I can't deny that we all have our own sinister thoughts and desires, but this is very normal…"
"… Death and spilling blood are inevitable. In the name of Rose Redemption…"
Above the gray fog, Klein listened attentively. He couldn't wait to hear more of the content said by the voice.
However, whether it was the scene or the voice, it began to loop. It was as if it had only been fixed at a section lasting less than a minute.
This is the scene of the establishment of the Rose Redemption? Previously, the Red Angel evil spirit said that this was an extremely secretive organization established by a group of corrupted angels. Now, it seems like that isn't the case… The person who said that was probably not Medici, but either Sauron and Einhorn. "They" actually didn't know much about Rose Redemption… Klein mumbled inwardly as he cast his gaze back at the City of Silver team that were repeating the actions like puppets—approaching the table, sitting down, listening, and leaving.
When the torches around the hall lit up one after another, Klein had already found something unusual with his "true vision."
He saw the murals on the wall come alive and rapidly expand, overlapping with the hall. It made the table, chairs, and floor tiles that had been cold for thousands of years warm up once again. It made the figures that had once been in this secret meeting cross the borders of time, "reviving" at their fixed seats, allowing the words from the past to reappear.
Many of those figures were familiar to Klein.
One of them was the Angel of Fate Ouroboros.
This King of Angels, who was still a member of the Rose Redemption, was the most lifelike among all the illusory figures.
Combined with how the scenes were looping, Klein began to suspect the person who left the murals was Tail Devourer Ouroboros.
In the previous temple ruins, there were murals left behind by "Him," likewise for the ruins of the battle of the Gods… In the Giant King's Court, there are similar murals and signs of those powers. I wouldn't believe it if anyone were to say it's not "Him"… Just how much does this King of Angels like murals? He draws them wherever "He" goes… Klein couldn't help but lampoon Ouroboros in his mind.
The second figure he noticed was sitting beside the Angel of Fate Ouroboros. He was dressed in black armor that seemed to be splashed with blood. He had red hair that resembled fire, looking young and handsome.
The reason why he paid attention to this figure was because he had seen it in his dreams.
In addition, "it" was also the most arrogant person among all the figures. Not only did it sit back in its chair, but it also placed its feet on the dark red long table. It didn't mind that the surrounding people were high-level figures of the same status.
Red Angel, Medici!
These are the Kings of Angels who participated in the secret gathering? Who else is involved… As Klein's thoughts raced, he decided to first rescue the people from the City of Silver who couldn't exit the looping cycles of fate.
He had a lot of experience in this aspect.
Yes, the medium to the loop is the hall itself. However, there's no need to attempt to destroy it. As long as it can temporarily break the cycle of fate, the dusk outside will seep in and dispel any abnormalities… They belong to the divine kingdom itself. In terms of status, they can only be stronger or on par with the power left behind by Ouroboros… After observing for a few seconds, Klein quickly came to a conclusion.
After flipping a gold coin for a divination, he immediately spread his spirituality towards the crimson star representing The Sun.
Derrick Berg's Spirit Body immediately tore through the cycle of fate, creating an invisible crack.
The orange glow from the light of dusk outside the palace immediately surged into the hall from the window up high.
Without waiting for Little Sun to figure out his situation, for fear that the True Creator would lock onto him, Klein didn't hesitate to let him return to the real world.
Derrick snapped out of his daze and realized that he had unknowingly sat down at the side of the dark red table.
He looked up blankly and saw the Chief, Elder Lovia, Haim, Antiona, and the others. He realized that there were still certain traces of confusion on their faces.
Thinking back to his experience just now, Derrick was alert as he deliberated and said, "The cycle of fate…"
"Indeed." Colin Iliad, who had experienced this before, nodded slightly and stood up.
He looked around, and his gaze landed on the largest mural that was also nearest to him.
The mural depicted the same exact hall. There were similar columns, torches, the dark red table, complicated high-back chairs, and object layout.
As for those high-back chairs, there were eleven figures sitting in them. At the very end were two seats, and along the table, five on the left and four on the right.
The City of Silver team's eyes also followed the Chief's and took in the corresponding scene.
The five figures on the left were the beautiful silver-haired man; the red-haired and arrogantly-seated man; an elder wearing a hood that exposed only his mouth, wrinkles, and beard; a dignified middle-aged man dressed in black armor; and a handsome man dressed in white robes.
The four on the right were a black-robed mummy wrapped in bandages; a middle-aged man with facial features resembling the natives of the Southern Continent; a giant covered in silver armor; and a supple, beautiful, and dignified lady.
The two high-back chairs at the very end were a man with dark black curly hair and a woman shrouded in fog.
At that moment, a Guardian raised his right hand and pointed at the handsome white-robed man.
"His figure is made up of mysterious symbols. These symbols represent:
"White Angel, Aucuses…
Before the Guardian could finish his sentence, he suddenly let out a tragic cry as golden flames spewed out from his body.
He instantly became a charred corpse, as if it would be reduced to ashes the moment it was touched. It made Demon Hunter Colin and Shepherd Lovia incapable of saving him in time.
"Don't try to distinguish those symbols. They contain immense power," Colin hurriedly warned the others.
And above the gray fog, Klein was thinking of another matter:
White Angel Aucuses. That's the Eternal Blazing Sun's true name?
If not for the fact that the Giant King's Court itself isolates itself from projected powers, just using Jotun to read this name will attract "His" attention and incur divine punishment…
Amidst his thoughts, Demon Hunter Colin stabbed his swords in front of him, creating an invisible barrier.
Then, this City of Silver Chief identified the symbols and labels that formed those figures.
He began reading it slowly and firmly from the left.
"Angel of Fate, Ouroboros…
"War Angel, Medici…
"Wisdom Angel, Herabergen…"
At this point, Colin Iliad suddenly stopped inside the invisible barrier that was constantly shaking. This was because this name was no stranger to the people of the City of Silver.
This was the true name of the Dragon of Wisdom!
Could it be that the Dragon of Wisdom later became the Wisdom Angel next to the Lord? Similar questions arose in everyone's hearts, but Klein discovered something strange.
The history of the City of Silver had records of the name Herabergen. The language they used on a daily basis was Jotun, a language that could mobilize the surrounding forces of nature.
This also meant that, in the past two to three thousand years, someone in the City of Silver had definitely read or written the name "Herabergen" before, but there was no response from the God of Knowledge and Wisdom. The Church of Knowledge and Wisdom still wasn't able to find the Forsaken Land of the Gods.
At this moment, Colin Iliad controlled his emotions and continued reading, "Wind Angel, Leodero…
"White Angel, Aucuses…
"Dark Angel, Sasrir…
"Evernight Goddess, Amanises…
"God of Combat, Badheil…
"Earth Mother, Omebella…
"God of the Dead, Salinger…
"God of Spiritual Creatures, Tolzna…"
"…" Although Klein had expected this, he was still somewhat stunned.
The former Rose Redemption was frighteningly powerful!
Amongst the seven deities today, six of them were members. There was also Death, the God of Spiritual Creatures, and three Kings of Angels.
This made him recall what the Red Angel evil spirit had once said:
"Rose Redemption has a close relationship with the birth of the True Creator. It's impossible for you to imagine that certain people were once members of Rose Redemption, but they've since left it…"


With the rising tide of steam power and machinery, who can come close to being a Beyonder? Shrouded in the fog of history and darkness, who or what is the lurking evil that murmurs into our ears?

Waking up to be faced with a string of mysteries, Zhou Mingrui finds himself reincarnated as Klein Moretti in an alternate Victorian era world where he sees a world filled with machinery, cannons, dreadnoughts, airships, difference machines, as well as Potions, Divination, Hexes, Tarot Cards, Sealed Artifacts… 

The Light continues to shine but mystery has never gone far. Follow Klein as he finds himself entangled with the Churches of the world—both orthodox and unorthodox—while he slowly develops newfound powers thanks to the Beyonder potions.

Like the corresponding tarot card, The Fool, which is numbered 0—a number of unlimited potential—this is the legend of "The Fool."

Red Mystic Thread | Fanfiction Novel • © mxylms

Copyright:
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. No part of this story shall be distributed by any means without the consent from the author herself.

WARNING: 
Read at your own risk. This story may contain scenes that may not be appropriate for young readers (e.g. violence, foul language etc.). There is an assurance that there would be inappropriate scenes in some of the chapters of the story so the author wrote this warning for the readers to be informed. Enjoy!

- Also contains spoilers from the game, Mystic Messenger itself.

Note: THIS STORY IS A WORK OF FICTION. Names of persons, corporations/places/establishments, incidents and events are either products of the author's imagination or used in fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead is purely coincidental.

- All Mystic Messenger characters belong to Cheritz.

RATING CONTENT LEVEL: RESTRICTED 18+

Though the proposal was fairytale-like, Meryll (MC) had to turn down one of the richest eligible bachelors in South Korea. Not because she fell out of love, but because they had to learn and mature before such commitment. They grew in two different environments, so there would be tons of ups-and-downs. A proper relationship can lead to a happily ever after in marriage, you know?

Two worlds tied in a single red string, two must learn each others' worlds.

01/24/2020

Fun fact:Only 50% of wolves can identify their mates by seeing a connected red string tied on their pinky fingers with each other after a partner's birthday due to genetic deformaties of the breed.Only the fated pair can see the red string as it is invisible to others.

"Shit," Taehyung cursed as he noticed the tall male whose victory was being celebrated by his friends looked in his direction,locking eyes with him.

"Oh fuck,Jimin hide me," He gasped out as he witness the said male slowly walk towards him from the school field.Taehyung knew he fucked up.He was caught eye-stripping- I mean checking out Jungkook by the man himself at the start of the semester.Hopefully god has mercy on his soul as he knew he is so dead.

"Jimin,plan my funeral,"He panicked while Jimin rolled his eyes in response while stroking the cat that was comfortably seated on his lap,understanding the situation.

The well built male soon sped up towards Taehyung and casually took the empty seat beside him.

"Wassup babe," he smirked."Like what you see?" He began to flex his biceps which made Taehyung's hormones start a war against themselves. "H-how did you?" he stammered.Taehyung was already a blushing mess.

Jungkook giggled in response."Relax,babe,I already know you're my fated mate,"As he raised his hand,showing his pinky that was tied to a red string.

"What the-" Taehyung's eyes darted at his own finger that enloped with the similar thin red thread that was connected to the latter.

"Holy shit," He breathed out.Taehyung's mind went blank.He literally hit the jackpot.The guy he was literally checking out earlier suprisingly happens to be his mate.'Amen' he thought aloud.Thank you jisoos.God was surely on his side today.

Jimin just smiled as he saw his best friend met his fated while secretly planning to write a fanfiction about them in the future

Werewolf au
Or also known as Omegaverse Au

         Park Jimin was a prince and the only hybrid of a fox and a wolf of the kingdom that his parents once ruled.Everything was fine and he had more than he could ever ask for,he had loving parents,great friends, and so on ..... until a war broke out between the fox and wolf race due to a major racial conflict,causing Jimin to be sent away somewhere he would never be found ever again at a very young age as the kingdom was no longer safe.

 After the war ended with the wolf race winning,the kingdom was left in a mess.

With the kingdom missing its rightful and only heir to the throne,the kingdom was  left with nothing but greive,some believing that the young prince was dead as the tyrant king from the wolf race  took over.

If only they knew that the prince is still alive,breathing,talking,walking but........

in pain as he kept as many secrets that allowed  him do more than what he's capable of.

Test Prologue for a new Fanfiction "Transmigration into the High School DxD World":

[Welcome User the idea of reincarnation or transmigration into another world has become such a popular desire,  that the "Next Life Reincarceration System" has been created by your benevolent Lord.]
…
"Wow, I'm dead, I'm going to get to choose my own next life. This seems to be like the stories that I most love to read from all different types of fanfiction." 
…
"I was hoping to meet God, but this sure seems like it could be exciting let's get to it!"
…
[Next Life Points(NLP) may be used to purchase options for your next life. NLP total is based on Karmic Virtue and Personal Suffering.]
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[Total Next Life Points: 12.]
…
"12 next life points I wonder if that's good? well, I will have to wait and see."
…
[Choose World Type for Transmigration.]
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...[Random Medieval World: +1 NLP.]
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...[Random Modern World: 0 NLP]
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...[Random Sci-Fi  World: -1 NLP]
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...[Random Fantasy World: -1 NLP]
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...[Chosen Fictional World: -2 NLP]
… 
"I really don't want to live in a normal modern world again, and I have no interest in being as dirty as one would in the medieval world.  While the idea of a random sci-fi or fantasy world is interesting and only costs 1 point. I can't take the chance, choose a fictional world it is." 
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[-2 NLP.]
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[Total Next Life Points: 10.]
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[Fictional World Search: ????]
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"High School DxD"
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[Chosen World for Transmigration: High School DxD]
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[Retain Memories:]
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[No: +1 NLP.]
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[Yes: -1 NLP.]
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"Yes, retain my memories there's no way that losing my memories isn't the same as death, true death."
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[-1 NLP.]
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[Total Next Life Points: 9.]
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[Choose Transmigration Type:]
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[Reincarnation: 0 NLP.]
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[Transmigration: -1 NLP.]
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"I am not starting all over again as a baby. Transmigration it is!"
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[-1 NLP.]
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[Total Next Life Points: 8.]
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[Choose Starting Lifestyle for you're next life: ]
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[Poor: +1 NLP]
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[Middle Class: 0 NLP]
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[Wealthy: -1 NLP]
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"I've spent my whole life scraping to get by working and never getting ahead. I'm starting my new life wealthy, screw it."
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[-1 NLP.]
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[Total Next Life Points: 7.]
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[Perks: Common advantages in life.]
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[Perk. -1 NLP]
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[Cheats: Super Powers or Magic Abilities.]
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[Cheat. -4 NLP]
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[Random Cheat Gacha. -2 NLP]
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"Okay so I have 7 NLP points left. I could get one Cheat and one Random Cheat, or 6 Perks, or 1 Perk and 3 Random Cheats."
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"List of Perks please."
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[Perks:]
…[???]
…[etc]
…[???]
…[Eidetic Memory]
…[Natural Athlete]
…[Natural Beauty]
…[Natural Charm]
…[???]
…[etc]
…[Natural Talent]
…[etc]
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"I have always wanted an eidetic memory. I'll take the Eidetic Memory Perk."
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[-1 NLP.]
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[Total Next Life Points: 6.]
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"All right now give me three Random Cheat Gacha."
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[-2 NLP.]
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[Total Next Life Points: 4.]
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[Black-Tarantula Potion: Based on Marvel Comics.]
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[-2 NLP.]
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[Total Next Life Points: 2.]
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[Bloodgem: Based on Marvel Comics.]
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[-2 NLP.]
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[Total Next Life Points: 0.]
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[K7-Leetha Parasite: Based on Image Comics.]
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[All Power Integration.]
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[Reality Naturalization.]
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[Reality Naturalization.]
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[Beginning Transmigration...]
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[Choose Name: ???]
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"Adam Bloodfallen"
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[Choose Age: ???]
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"16 years old."
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[Choose Eye Color: ???]
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"Red."
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[Choose Hair Color: ???]
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"Black."
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[Choose Time Relative to Cannon Start: ???]
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"One month before."
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[Choose Place of Residence: ???]
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"Kuoh Japan."
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[Beginning Completing...]

Reincarnated into Highschool DxD....
My life really sucks, here I am a 35 year old virgin with $15,000.00 worth of debit. I work as a telemarketer, talk about hating your job, I do not even like to talk on the phone.

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