2035, June 17

They say that the eyes were the windows to a person's soul.

But what if, that person has no soul left? 

Crazy, right?

Driven by revenge, Feng Yingjie chose to go against the corrupt government. 

His parents died

His lover died

His clan died

His inheritance remained.

Being the only heir of the ever-so-powerful Feng Clan, he used that advantage to full power. He gathered allies, offered them an offer they can't resist and in exchange, they will help him with his goal. 

Overpowering a corrupt government. It's easier said than done!
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Curious? If you are, please don't hesitate to read this novel.

- Otakumine

Adam can't help but be happy! He received a system! Wait... is he really the only one who got it?
He hurries to check the reddit on his computer and press f5 repeatedly.
5 minutes and nothing. If there are no people talking about it on Reddit it is because there are less than 100 people in the world with powers or because there is no one else.
Adam looks at the action buttons he is very tempted to simply choose [cultivate], but it is better to [study] first. The boy chooses to study and he feels several options, choose theme 1, 2, 3, ... Allocate study time 1 hour, 2 hours, 3 hours ...
He checks the hours, it is 10 pm, he usually goes to sleep 00:00. But fuck it, it puts 4 hours of study with 3 subjects of study Cultivation of the body, origins of heroes and tutorial to be a vigilante. 
The next 4 hours are the most amazing things in Adam's life. It is as if he were an experienced researcher. No Reddit or google. He quickly accesses historical databases and oriental literary analyzes, philosophy and Chinese mythology. Adam reads it with absurd speed, and he manages to memorize the contents that seem interesting and quickly discards the useless contents for the purpose of research, Adam makes colorful, consistent, referenced and organized notes. After that he begins to study the origins of heroes, most of his focus was on more current cinema and comic book stories. In less than 5 minutes he realizes that it will not be useful to study the origins of heroes, these tales are meant to entertain and impress, because they have to be marketed. Adam will study biographies of real heroes in the future, but his focus of study shifts to vigilantism. 
In this matter he dedicates almost two and a half hours. Much of the study consists of neighborhood surveillance forums, training for shopping security guards and tips for de-escalating dangerous situations.
The more he studies, the more quickly he realizes that it is not possible to be a hero overnight. Much of it consists of investigations and passing the job on to more competent people. 
Someone dealing drugs? Who does he buy from? Who's boss? Oh do they use an app to combine exchanges? Pass the investigation on to cybercrime. Are exchanges in another state? So it's a federal investigation, pass the job on to another team. Police and politicians involved? Pass the investigation to homeland security. Multi-country crime? INTERPOL.
You will have thousands of agents investigating financial transactions, identifying suspects, building a psychological portfolio of criminal leaders, discovering locations of warehouses and more.
Crimes escalate quickly with investigations and this needs resources. Or he can stick with watching the neighborhood. 
Adam finishes studying, he is kind of discouraged because much of the vigilante study just made it clear that being one is either boring or stupid. Cultivation is just a series of mysticism, he will have to see more about philosophy and oriental medicine. And about heroic origins, it is also useless. Better learn about other things.
He looks at his watch, 2 am. He needs to enter the supermarket at 7:40 am. But he is still too energetic to sleep.
Wait... I have superpowers and still have to work in that supermarket? 
Never.
Adam chooses [Cultivate]

Adam is an 18-year-old who works as a cashier in a supermarket chain when he discovers that he has a system to become a Cultivator. The first and only cultivator on earth.

How will governments react? How will Adam manage to fight crime? Will Adam get money? More importantly, in which country will he be able to build a harem?

"There's vast global conspiracies all the time.  Remember Santa?"
- The Darkness

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45 Minutes Later
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"I want to be your campaign manager."  says the small woman.

"What's your name?"  I ask.

"Sandy."  She says.  "Or, Dee."

"You're fucking crazy, Dee."  I say.

Dee laughs.  Drinks some of her beer.  

"I've been following you for a while.  You actually have great ideas.  Invest in healthcare, mental health, education, science.  Tax the rich, help the poor.  More foreign aid, less drone strikes.  Bodycams for cops, legal weed, no minimum sentences, whistleblower and witness protection.  Cut off all the fucking shady campaign money that's ruining our democracy."  says Dee.  "It's all solid.  You're definitely gonna lose."

I rub my face.  "I know."

"You're completely fucking invisible."  says Dee.  "To get any kind of news coverage, you have to pay the media empires their billion dollar bribe.  To get the billion dollar bribe, you have to ditch your entire plan.  Because, even though your plan is the best for making rich people's lives better, it's the worst for making them richer.  Who's gonna pay for that?"

I polish off my beer.  "I know."

"So, why the fuck are you doing it?"  asks Dee.

"I dunno.  Doing nothing wasn't working."  I say.  "I could lie about my plans until I get the bribe money, but I don't think that'll work either."

"It won't."  says Dee.  "The bribe doesn't compel them.  If you stop playing ball, you'll disappear again."

"So, there I am.  Tilting at windmills."  I say.

"Cool.  But, fuck that.  I suggest a slight change in perspective.  You aren't running against Conservatives, or Liberals.  You're running against a small subset of both groups called rich people.  They've rigged the elections so you can't win without millions of dollars.  That means the winners are always rich people.  Or, their pledges.  It's an ingenious trap that confounds or converts challengers to their rule.  But, it's not a perfect trap.  I've found a way to circumvent it."  says Dee.  "All you need to do is utterly destroy rich people.  Completely and totally fucking eliminate them."

"Okay.  That's not where I thought this conversation was going."  I say.  "So, are you thinking purge style?"

"Wow.  I wish."  says Dee.  "That would be so much simpler.  But, we've tried that a few times, and the money always survives the slaughter.  Somebody ends up with it, and nothing changes except the paranoia level of our new wealthy overlords.  No, for this to work, we need to destroy the money.  Not the physical currency.  But, money as a concept."   

"Interesting.  Please elaborate."  I wave over more beer.

"Money has power, because it can make people do stuff.  It's a hordable form of manhours.  We need to break the link between money and manpower."

"They're called jobs."

"Thank you.  Fuck jobs!  Let's fucking get rid of them!"  she says.  "The campaign slogan writes itself."

"It's unique."  I drink.  "How do you plan to do it?"

"We make the necessities of life free.  Then we don't need to work, and rich people lose their leverage.  Look."  She lays a list in front of me. "This is how we spend right now."

I look at the list.

 - 27% Housing  
 - 18% Income Tax
 - 13% Transportation  
 - 11% Food   
 - 10% Insurance / Pension 
  - 7% Healthcare
  - 4% Entertainment  
  - 2% Clothes
  - 2%  Education  
  - 2% Booze and Drugs 
  - 2% Gifts and Charity 
  - 4% Everything Else
 
"Okay, let's start knocking this list down."  says Dee.  "First, it costs a lot to have a job.  Income tax, commuting cost, child care, convenience food, student loans, business casual attire.  Hell, a third of what you pay for housing is just to live closer to work.  All told, the average person pays 40% of their income just to keep their job."

"That's depressing."  I say.

"Insurance and pension are another 10% of the average family's expenses."  says Dee.  "But that's just paying money now, so you have money later.  Add that to your job expenses, and you pay 50% of your money just to have money."

I drink skeptically.  That math can't be right.  I need a pencil and a calculator.

"So, if half our money is spent to get money, arguably the other half is spent on the necessities of life.  Let's redo the list."

She flips the list over and rewrites it.

 - 50% Fucking Nothing
 - 18% Housing  
  - 3% Transportation  
  - 9% Food   
  - 7% Healthcare  
  - 4% Entertainment  
  - 1% Clothes  
 -  2%  Education  
 -  2% Booze and Drugs 
  - 2% Gifts and Charity 
  - 4% Everything Else

"Okay.  Charity and gifts can be replaced by volunteering and arts and crafts.  We legalize all drugs and ditch the sin taxes on booze.  We need a free online college - not sure why we don't have one already.  We'll still need casual attire.  There's plenty of free entertainment.  Reddit, chess, oral sex.  That's all you need.  Food can be cheap, if you need it to be.  Cook more.  Potlucks.  McDonalds.  Labmeat, if they figure it out.  We could invest in public transportation.  Or, self driving car-shares.  Let's do the autonomous car-shares.  It's cooler."  says Dee.  "Okay, let's redo the list."

She flips the list.  Sees the first list.  Throws the list away.  Writes on the table,

 - 64% Fucking Nothing
 - 18% Housing
  - 1% Herbie  
  - 6% Cheap Eats  
  - 7% Healthcare  
  - 0% Reddit Wack-off Checkmate
  - 1% Clothes  
  - 0%  Wikiversity  
  - 1% Get High!  
  - 0% Get Crafty!  
  - 4% Everything Else

"In a sane world, losing 64% of the economy would be enough to crash the rest of it.  Sadly, we have people fighting tooth and nail to keep jobs.  We can't pussyfoot around.  Kiilling 64% of the economy will just anger it.  We need to annihilate all of it.  At the same time.  Anything less, and it will grow back weirder and more horrible."  She drinks.  "Fair warning though, the rest of the plan is a little dicey." 

"We haven't done the dicey part yet?  Fuck."  I wave over more beer.  The waiter is grumpy that we're writing on the table.  He's also not happy to find out he's pissing away half his wages to keep his crappy job.

"The last big ticket items are housing and healthcare."  Dee says.  "Healthcare's actually the bigger expense.  We pay less for it out of pocket, but that's where half our income taxes go.  People hate paying taxes, but they're unwilling to put granny on an ice floe.  We need a third option.  I suggest we cure all diseases."

"Simple enough."  I say.

"You scoff, but we spend 10 times more money helping people die, than we do researching cures.  We should spend 1000 times more researching cures.  Figure it the fuck out before it gets us."  Dee says.

"So, we borrow a shitload of money to find a cancer cure, and when it's time to pay it back, we say, fuck you money's obsolete."  I ask.

Dee snaps.  "Now you're getting it."

"I'm starting to appreciate your ruthlessness."  I say.

"Then you're gonna love my housing ideas."  says Dee.  "There's a couple simple ways to reduce the cost of building a house.  Mostly interior design, and land use.  Over half of a modern house is wasted space.  Garage and basement storage for shit we don't need.  Single purpose rooms that are only used a couple hours a week.  Laundry rooms, 3rd bathrooms, guest rooms, offices, hallways.  These should be glommed together into multipurpose rooms that get more use.  Suburbs should be rezoned to allow higher density housing.  Townhomes, low-rise condos, garden homes.  There's room for everybody, if we stop being NIMBY dickheads.  In theory, these steps could halve the cost of a house.  In practice, the price of a house has nothing to do with the cost to build it.

"Interest rates are the key to house prices.  To lower house prices we'll need raise interest rates significantly.  Then people will stop struggling with their mortgages, because they'll be bankrupt.  Also, the stock market will go tits up, and everybody will lose their retirement savings."

"I'm not seeing how this will give everybody a free place to live." I say.

"Yeah, it won't."  she shrugs.  "Remember, our goal isn't to provide free housing, it's to utterly destroy the wealth of our political enemies.  Wrecking the housing and stock markets will be a fine attack on them.  We may need to sleep in the park for a while to pull it off."

I had forgotten that destruction was our goal.  Her goal.  I'm not really with her. 

"Or, we could just forgive everybody's mortgage.  Six of one."  She says.

I drink.  Jesus.  This chick is playing hard.  

"What about the rest of the government spending?"  I ask. 

She drinks.  Shrugs.  "That's mostly just the army."

"Well, what about the army?" I ask.

"The army's just a way to funnel cash from the poor.  The nukes and subs and spies are okay, but the rest is a waste of cash."  She drinks.  "Canada won World War 3 in 1962.  Sorry you had to find out like this."

"What the fuck are you talking about?"  I ask.

"They built a bunch of nuclear reactors in the fifties.  Candu Reactors.  They made a crapload of electricity, and a modest amount of weapons grade nuclear waste."  Dee says.  "Then they made a bunch of small nukes - just the bomb part, not an entire missile - hopped in some WW2 era subs, and hid them off the coast of major cities.  Half the human race lives in coastal cities.  While the rest of the world was trying to militarize space, Canadian frogmen took the world hostage.  It would be intolerable, but they don't ask for much.  Basically, no more World Wars.  And ever since, our army has been a weird cash grab PR stunt."

"I don't believe you."  I say.

"Let's not fight about it."  says Dee.  "They'll tell you all about it when you become President."

"I'm not running for President."  I say.

"Well, you'll have to."  says Dee.  "There's no way you're winning a small town election with this platform."

"I'm not winning any election."  I say.  "With your platform, my platform, or any other platform.  You're awesome bonkers, don't ever change.  But, if I've learned one thing from this pointless fucking slog, it's that everybody hates new ideas.  Ain't no bribe big enough.  If you want change, you have to do it yourself.  I'd be doing more good trying to build a better solar panel in my garage, than going to these fucking debates."

"I'm not against unilateral drastic action."  says Dee.  "But, it's pretty easy to make new ideas old.  It's just repetition."

I shake my head.  I'm drunk.

Dee smiles.  "I guess I need to tell you that a few more times."

I shake my head again.  "What's the point of all this?  I hate the rich as much as the next guy, but if we have to slit our throats to skin their knees, why bother?"

"Because the future is terrible.  We're trapped in prisons of decaying meat, and there is no second chance."  says Dee.  "7 billion apex predators.  The most dangerous superintelligence in the known universe.  Yet we spend half our lives at pointless drudgery, and the other half numbing our brains to forget the inevitable.  Fuck that.  We can easily free ourselves from our pointless drudgery.  Then we can spend half our lives wasted, and the other half carving out a better future.  A future where we don't decay, aren't trapped, and maybe get a second chance.  But that future has enemies.  Some people fight change, because they're richer than their neighbors, and can't imagine anything better.  I don't hate the rich.  They're just in my fucking way."

She stands.  Collects her stuff.  Throws some money on the table.

"Good talk.  Here's your homework.  Find a way to get your message out without paying the bribe."  says Dee.  "It can be your plan, my plan, any fucking plan.  Just get it past the gatekeepers."  

She sways.  She's drunk.  "Be good."  She's gone.

I wave over more beer.

"A super-intelligence is only limited by its ambition. If you could do anything, what would you do?"

Megacles has a pretty good life. Also, she is horny, lonely, bored, anxious, and a bit of a drunk. She decides to fix all this with science. It works okay, until she accidentally builds a doomsday device. At least she’s not bored anymore. 

Mr. President has inherited a broke, corrupt, government. Unemployment is high, nobody pays taxes, the healthcare system is collapsing, and the government is using systemic blackmail to cover it up. He has a plan to fix it all, he just needs to steal a trillion dollars to get started.

Super Science and Fast Romance is a near future, science fiction, romantic comedy, political psychodrama. It's fun. It teaches how to fix everyday problems with lasers, evil robots, and mass hallucinations. These solutions work really well. Only a couple people die.

Any money made by this book will be spent on drugs and super hot lasers.

This was my speech for Accelerated English that I got a 94% on. TheShitpostAuthor can confirm this.

From the dawn of creation, our people have possessed a culture that has advanced and bloomed ceaselessly throughout the ages. There are many elements to this culture--literature, music...but there is one aspect of it, something that we, as the newest generation, can all agree is the most precious to us. And that aspect?
Memes. Dank memes, to be precise. Dank memes are the very substance of our simplistic state, showing the very state of our minds and paving a path to modern means of expression. Only the dankest of the dank memes can truly make things right in this part of our culture. However, there is something lurking in the depths of the internet, a sinkhole threatening to swallow up every last epic gamer meme in sight and secrete a new, lesser generation of memes. Some of you may already be aware of Instagram. But how, my fellow gamers, will Instagram thwart our spectacular plans to elevate our means of communication to the highest and least-cringeworthy level? Well Instagram does not harbor any dank memes. In fact, it takes away all of the memes from the original platform of their creation, Reddit, and turns them into something only the lowest of degenerates can process without recoiling at the distinct lack of intelligence the "meme" holds.
Someday, we surely all desire a world in which our culture is unanimous. We all want a world where the Instagram "meme pages" can go back to the garbage heap they originally hailed from and keep from returning to our world. After all the truths I've told you, could there be a better meme universe than one such as this? Surely not. If all memes were kept to Reddit and expelled from the deathly depths of the darkness of Instagram, this world would be a better place for all epic gamers, including those like you and me. No more cringeworthy content. No more "LMAO WHO DID THIS". No more unironic use of the laughing while crying emoji. No more Instagram "memes". Just peace.
So now, epic gamers, if you truly desire this world that I just described to all of you, my radiant, truly EPIC fellow gamers, we must take action. We will take over the internet. We will get our message across and spread the message of truth that we all harbor. All you need to do, my fellow gamers, is comment. Send our message. This is our fight now. And you must take the most righteous of actions to begin the most righteous of movements and get the bread. Gamers, rise up.

Good morning, good afternoon, good evening. I hope all is well, dear readers. 

I wanted to take the time to sincerely thank every single one of you for supporting the novel up to this point. It has truly been an honor writing on this platform. Throughout my bitter life, never did I imagine I'd start writing and have people supporting me in the process. I cannot help but say I'm in debt for your undivided support. :')

As for the novel status, we are now past the half mark of Volume 1. Some may be curious as to how long I plan on making the series. I'd say 10 volumes minimum, each being at least 50,000 words (about 50 chapters on Webnovel).

Many may find this unexpected, but my goals for this story is beyond the ordinary. I plan to enter this work into Japan, which will lead to an eventual Manga + Anime adaptation. How do I plan on doing that exactly? Have no worry, I've done my research. Lots of research.

To simplify matters, the plan is to grow on English platforms such as Webnovel, Royal Road, Tapas, Moonquill and even Reddit if I'm lucky. If I attain a certain level of popularity and approval, that will be my beacon to hire a translator to get the book(s) into Japanese and enter them into one of their major web novel competitions online. Winners do get promoted in their magazine and at one point, will be elevated to get adaptations. Lots of anime (some poorly written ones as well) are attaining recognition from these competitions and are getting adaptations, especially in the past few years.

I have no doubt that this work can reach that level someday. Sure, I'm bound to fail, that goes without saying. That won't alter my goal in the slightest. I'm willing to do any and everything possible to make this happen. Even if it takes my entire life. Even if I don't earn a dime. Even if I must sacrifice the time with my friends and family. Even if I must continue to lose sleep. Even if my grades have to be discarded. Even if I have to quit my job. Even if I need to spend thousands of dollars more in investment... I will stay firm towards this goal. This has always been but a dream to me. I will no longer allow it to stay that way, rather, I will make it a reality.

Whew, I've said a lot it seems. Putting all of it aside, some kind souls might wonder: how will I be able to support this cause? 

It's a lot easier than you think, believe me. I have absolutely no intentions to ask money on a PayPal, nor to demand on a platform like Patre0n. I refuse to get this book contracted with locked chapters too, believe it or not. 

All I ask for is that on this platform followed by other websites in the future (will let everyone know once I start publishing elsewhere) that the following is done:

- Voting with powerstones daily
- Sharing this book in as many ways possible
- Staying connected with daily chapters
- Commenting, reviewing and suggesting

That's all I kindly request from everyone. The most important part is sharing the book. Whether it be on a group chat, a server, a friend in real life, a private message to someone you know or even a platform online such as Reddit etc. 

While the support has been phenomenal so far, I really could use more views and overall recognition – especially for the major goals I talked about! Every single viewer, share, collection, rating, review, vote and comment counts and brings us a step closer to the endgame. ^-^

Be a part of this great cause. Together, we can create a revolution. We will accomplish the unthinkable and prove the world wrong. It all lies within your support and love. 

That wraps up my message today. I apologize for taking your precious time like this. You don't have a clue how grateful I am for everything... :>

Look forward to the rest of volume 1, as the other main characters finally join the story soon! Do comment on how you feel about the story so far, I'd be delighted to know! Have a wonderful day, dear readers. <3

"Excuse me miss, are you okay?" He said as he walked over to her to try and help her up.

Though he saw the questioning look over her face and remembered that she didn't speak Japanese, in the anime Issei only understood her because of the devil's ability to speak all human languages. If he remembered correctly she should have been from Italy.

"Hello miss, do you need any help?" He asked again but in Italian.

"Ah, yes please!" She said as she took Giyu's hand. Getting up, she patted the dust out of her clothes before she thanked him.

"Thank you, my name is Asia Argento!" She said causing Giyu to nod.

"Giyu Uchiha, a pleasure to meet you" He answered back.

"So what is a foreigner like you doing here? Plus you're wearing a churches outfit, though the only church here is abandoned not to mention destroyed" Giyu stated causing the nun to widen her eyes.

"Wh-What?! That can't be!" She said with a discouraged look.

"I'm afraid so, the church was in such poor conditions that the foundations gave up and the whole place collapsed about a week ago. Seems that you're a little too late for that" He said explaining to here the recent events.

"I- I don't have a place to go anymore" She stated as tears threatened to fall out of her eyes.

"Ah! How about you go with me? I know a place that you can stay, better than those rogue fallen angels and stray exorcists" Giyu said once again shocking her.

"Y-you know about them?" She asked as Giyu smirked at her.

"Know about them, psh, I was the reason for their hideout's destruction. Oh, don't look at me like that! They were planning on murdering a perv- I mean an innocent high schooler. Not to mention I came across their plans of extracting twilight healing from it's host which will kill the innocent person who has that sacred gear" Giyu explained.

"Wh-what?!?" Asia said with fear in her eyes. "I-I have twilight healing" She said in a low voice.

"Ah, so that's why you're here. See, glad I could stop them from killing an innocent girl like you" He said "So, how about it. Wanna hang with me?" He asked as Asia hesitantly nodded her head.

"Alright, let me just make a phone call" Giyu said. He needed to call the school, especially Sona telling her he's going to be absent or else the strict president will hound his ass.
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"Ano... Lord Giyu?" Asia asked.

(a/n: I ain't gonna make her use honorifics cuz she ain't japanese nor is she talking in that language. Maybe in the future)

"Yes?" He said as he looked back at her.

"Are you sure I can take this room for myself?" She said as she looked at her new room in awe.

"Yeah, go right ahead. Not like anyone uses it anyway... Also stop calling me 'Lord Giyu', I don't like that. Just call me Giyu " He said the second part with annoyance. When Kalawarner visits she just ends up sleeping in his room, while if either Azazel or Vali visit they just end up passing out on the floor somewhere or the living room couch.

"A-alright then G-Giyu ehehe!" She said before she looked around the room. "Wow, I never had a room all to myself before" She said "Thank you again, Giyu!"

"It's fine, I am responsible for you being technically homeless after all" Giyu said " Alright, I'll leave you here to unpack"
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Giyu sat on the living room couch as he was in deep thought.

'I never really liked Asia in the anime but meeting her in person, I can honestly say she's cute and nice. Really a nice change from all the huge tits and ass I've been seeing.' He thought to himself.
(a/n: I have become a degenerate, FIGHT ME!!!!)

'Vali's has his own group, should I form my own as well? Who to add though, although I was only an anime watcher in my previous, I was in the highschool dxd reddit page and sometimes went to the wiki.' Giyu said to himself.

'If I remember correctly there will be several new Longinus class sacred gears, I remember Gasper's sacred gear evolving into one of them. The others I remember are a descendant of the original Leviathan and one of the British royal family' He though to himself.

'For the Devil King's descendent I'll have to start my search in the ruined lands of the original satans. I think the plot was something about the descendent being in a coma like state.' Giyu tried to remember but he wasn't too sure of the exact location to find said descendent.

'As for the other British royalty, if my memory serves me correctly she should be an illegitimate child of the royal family. Seeing as they are not the true successor they should have enmity with the real royal family. Maybe I could promise them their revenge to get them on my side.' Giyu planned.

'Good, if everything goes accordingly I should at least get two subordinates that in the future could kill gods' He thought to himself.

"Welp, enough planning that out" Giyu stated "Now to find Asia" He stood up before he made his way towards the room that had now became Asia Argento's.

Stopping in front of the door he was about to knock when he suddenly though about another idea. 'I'll give her a good scare' Giyu thought as he activated his mangekyo ability and phased through the wall.

Though what he saw when he phased through caused his jaw to drop. Asia was currently naked as she was just about to put on her undergarments.

He stood there for a few seconds before he realized that Asia was looking at him with a huge blush.

"Kyaaah!" She screamed as Giyu turned to walk out the room.

"Umu! Her body is really a nice change of pace" He nodded

[Warning this fic is pure wish fulfillment. If you do not like op mc's from the start this is not for you. Also this is purely out of boredom] 

Synopsis:
A completely random person finds himself lucky enough to be chosen to go to another/fictional world. Along with some few skills and straight up HAX he now has to survive in his new world.

I don't own Naruto, Highschool DxD, or Demon Slayer.

Originally Posted by KAMpok
Originally Posted on Reddit

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"If God exists, why is there so much evil in the world?" It's a common question, but it is misplaced. All things must have balance. Light and dark. Good and evil. Sound and silence. Without one, the other cannot exist."So if that's true, then God does NOTHING to fight evil?" That might be your follow up question. Of course, he fights evil. Relentlessly. I am Dartalian, one of His most Holy and Righteous angels. I roam the Earth, disposing of evil wherever I find it. I kill the monsters you don't ever want to know about. I crush them completely so you can sleep at night. You, humans, have no idea how many of you live because of the work I do."But what about Stalin? Hitler? Ted Bundy? Jack the Ripper?"Well, those are the minor ones I had to let live. For balance. The ones I destroy are ....too horrible and vile to survive. What's funny, is while I would wager you never have heard the name Dartalian in any religious texts, I bet you have heard of me. Americans, for example, have their own name for me. Sudden Infant Death Syndrome.

This is a book about multiple scary and mind blowing stories I found on the Internet. Some stories aren't mine and if you find yours in here and want me to remove it, please feel free to tell me in the chapter comment or review. I will immediately do so.

The book image is also not mine. Basically, almost everything in this book is not mine. 

Recommendation: Read at night...

I started getting bored with chaos magick, well not bored so much as getting used to it. I need constant change otherwise I get bored. I need puzzles, I need adventure, I need.... superpowers?

I decided to look into psychic abilities, telekinesis, telepathy, astral projection, things like that. Although they fall under chaos magick they are technically a specialization of their own, called psionics.

As with usual I set out to do research on the subject in preparation for practicals. To get any good information on psionics is a pain in the ass, to say the least. A simple google of the phrase "psionics" lead me down a path of D&D and XCOM, neither of which had any roots in reality so google was utterly useless. I turned to Reddit and its community of wonderful people. Truthfully speaking Reddit is one hell of a source when it comes to occult studies, just don't ask about demon summoning. I asked about psionics on a group r/psionics. It is there where I met the person I will come to call master(u/boxofmelons), although it kinda annoys him.

Psionics has a lot of similarities with chaos magick and yet they are also quite different. Psionics is about using your chakras (and chi if you want to) whereas chaos magick is more about tricking your subconscious into performing magickal acts. I chose psionics exactly for that reason. I needed training in energy manipulation and I felt that psionics would be best suited for the job. It was through my master that I started learning about my chakras and psi. I learned how to feel the energy and manipulate it. On his Reddit page, he had exercises aimed at beginners to teach the basics.

I asked him why he doesn't have more tutorials and he said that it's because every person is different so there is no "one fits all" way to doing psionics. So this is where psionics is quite similar to chaos magick. You can manipulate techniques to fit you and still get the same result its not necessary to go dig up a million-year-old book on a technique for manipulating your energy.

I read all his posts and I went and read as much as I could on the Reddit page. Because the information on Google was so diluted, finding this Reddit page was like striking oil. I absorbed as much as I could in preparation for starting with my practicals.

Hello people, this is an example of things I'll be posting on this 'book.' Stick around if you want to see more in the future.
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You guys know how people keep arguing about what will happen if an unstoppable force meets an immovable object? People always assume it's impossible for both those things to exist at the same time but whenever I heard that question, I always picture it like a big rock in the middle of a river. The rock is not moved by the river nor is the river stopped by the rock.

Something else I think will happen is the force just goes straight through the immovable object, you know like that scene in Kung Fu Hustle when the villain punches the MC in the chest and the force went through the MC body and rip the back of his shirt. If you know no idea what I'm talking about, go watch this
https://www.you tube.com/watch?v=8tcIJvae1fI
Beware of blood, if you don't like blood and still want to watch it, start at 20 sec and stop right after the hole is made in his shirt. If the scene interested you, I recommend you go watch the movie, it's an old, over the top, comedy movie that you can enjoy with your family. It's quite good for a movie made in 2005... what was I talking about again? *Look back at first paragraph*

Oh right, unstoppable force vs immovable object. Another thing that can happen is the force is deflected and keeps moving in a different direction, while the immovable object remains in the same place. You know, Newton third law of motion and all that sh*t. 

Saw that last one when I was looking through Reddit. Also this one "Assuming the unstoppable force is me being angry and the immovable object is my girlfriend refusing to admit she's wrong, the immovable object wins." This one gives me a good laugh. 

Anyway, what do you guys think?

Things that I think about from time to time. It can be anything from a random quote to ideas for fanfictions that I'm never going to do. 
Check it out and tell me what you guys think about it.

btw, I'm an author on this site. I completed and have a few stories still ongoing, bet you'll never be able to guess who I am. I'm not going to give a hint.

    果不其然，不到一个小时就已经谈妥了B轮融资，接下来便是签约仪式。
　　当地时间傍晚，B轮融资的签约仪式在数家北美主流媒体的见证之下完成了签署，罗晟与一众投资者完成合影，并向媒体公开披露。
　　此次B轮融资，蓝星科技投前估值29.25亿美元，融资后估值32.5亿美元（￥270亿元），出让公司10%的股权融资3.25亿美元（￥27亿元）。
　　罗晟当天就在华尔街出名了，到了第二天《华尔街日报》用头版头条针对此次融资进行了全面报道，包括《彭博社》、《纽约时报》、《卫报》等西方主流媒体报社都纷纷引援报道。
　　消息一出来，惊掉了业内人士无数眼球，这一轮融资说是堪称华国互联网公司的融资神话也不为过，不少的互联网公司连IPO都拿不到这么多钱。
　　这也让蓝星科技成为了资本界的宠儿，引得无数人研究到底是如何捕获VC使其如此青睐。
　　完成B轮融资之后，蓝星科技成为了互联网泡沫破灭之后的第一家独角兽级别的互联网科技公司，
　　所谓的独角兽公司便是新创公司未上市前被估值超过10亿美元的公司，而蓝星科技在B轮融资之后更是被估值达到了32.5亿美元。
　　相较于A轮融资阶段被估值￥50亿，短短的三个月时间，估值暴涨了5倍以上。
　　一家成立还不满一年的初创公司，已经频繁的进行了四轮的融资，而且一次比一次夸张，就连北美本土不少的科技界业内人士都觉得华尔街是不是疯了？
　　凭什么？
　　好吧，蓝星科技的发展势头的确无人能挡，可凭什么现在就被估值32.5亿美元？
　　甚至让不少人有种幻觉，仿佛回到了那个互联网泡沫还未破灭的疯狂时代，蓝星科技的B轮融资神话在那个时代，也许能够出现。
　　但现在可是互联网泡沫破灭后的时代了。
　　华尔街真的疯了？
　　凭什么对一家已经连续三轮融资了，还没有创造一分利润的公司如此疯狂砸钱？
　　但不论如何都无法改变蓝星科技B轮融资3.25亿美元的事实，而一看投资者的名单也是让无数创业者再一次震惊。
　　软银资本、红杉资本、高盛资本、摩跟大通、创投基金、IDG、华金证券，任何一家单一拿出来都是世界顶级VC，却同时为一家公司背书。
　　难怪罗晟和蓝星科技会登上世界头条，看了这些名单一点也不意外。
　　此次B轮融资依旧是高盛领投，华金证券、摩根、红杉作为新进资本，软银、创投、滕讯等跟投数额不等。
　　完成B轮融资后，蓝星科技的股权结构为：
　　期权池预留：11.05%
　　罗晟：57.6%
　　滕讯：9.45%
　　高盛：6.148%
　　软银：5.26%
　　创投：3.51%
　　IDG：3.13%
　　摩根：1%
　　华金证券：1%
　　红杉：1%
　　其它：0.852%
　　此次B轮融资蓝星科技出让10%的股权，由各大VC资本分享并按增资持股比例募集3.25亿美元，能完成的如此迅速，也是得益于罗晟提早跟孟丘打招呼，而高盛资本也对蓝星科技公司的运营情况进行提前第三方审计。
　　完成了B轮融资后，高盛资本要求得到一个公司董事的名额，对此罗晟自然答应了，紧接着华金证券、摩根、红杉也想要一个名额，但罗晟果断拒绝了。
　　如果给了，外部投资股东将在董事会掌握8个席位，意味着罗晟要控制董事会就得把席位扩充到17个董事，VC控制8个席位，自己得拿9个席位的提名权才能控制董事会。
　　尽管罗晟拥有过半数提名权的资格，但董事会的人数是尽可能的越少越好。
　　高盛拿到一个董事席位是应该的，已经连续两次领投，可谓高调捧场，而按照股东协议约定，罗晟享有过半数的提名权，所以蓝星科技公司的董事会从原本的9个席位，扩充到11个席位，其中罗晟拥有六个董事席位的提名权。
　　另外新进的三大投资机构再要不到董事席位，只能退而求其次的要了监事席位，这一要求罗晟倒是同意了。
　　随着B轮融资圆满完成，罗晟的华尔街之行就此告一段落，在曼哈顿继续待了两天，到了第三天便飞往加州湾区，时间安排的还是挺紧凑的。
　　……
　　罗晟在抵达加州之前，他的临时助理已经为他在旧金山湾区那边安排好了歇脚的地方，位于富人区的一栋豪华别墅，当然并非是买的，而是租的，也不是罗晟个人出资，开销都会算进公司的财务支出。
　　主要是老美这边自由过了火，罗晟要在这边待一段时间，安全问题他也不会不重视。
　　下了飞机，罗晟出了航站楼，已经有一辆豪车再次等候多时。
　　载着他的专车一路驶向了南湾富人区，委托方已经在三天前就把罗晟的暂住别墅布置妥当，随时都可以入住。
　　这栋别墅位名字叫做Bode One，于当地的山腰边缘，拥有极好的景观视野，929平米超大面积，实际售价为2000万美金，建筑师利用不锈钢、玻璃、石材等元素，让建筑外立面极具现代风格，并且利用艺术品的色彩和对比来产生戏剧效果。
　　入口处有着流畅的空间感，整栋豪宅布局专门为了符合大型娱乐功能所设计，室内和室外之间形成不间断的连接。
　　娱乐空间、起居室、休息室、酒吧、餐厅、厨房与室外的凉亭草坪，都在同一个空间中以开放式的设计相互连接。
　　起居室还有一处非常大的玻璃落地窗，窗外就是弯曲的景观。
　　傍晚，罗晟在起居室的超大玻璃落地窗边的椅子上坐着，惬意的翘着二郎腿，大腿上放着一台工作专用的笔记本电脑，他正盯着屏幕时而敲击不断，又时而停下来思考。
　　此次北美之行，除了寻求B轮融资之外，另一个重要的事务就是建立一家全新的网站，新闻社区网站，因为前段时间的贴吧项目让罗晟意识到海外地区还没有类似元素的网站。
　　那就是有着“北美贴吧”之称的Reddit，创建时间是2005年，今天是美国东部时间2004年1月2日。
　　不用多想，罗晟肯定是果断截胡，走自己的路，让别人无路可走。
　　在罗晟上一世，这个全球流量能够达到世界排名第4位的超级网站是绝对不会放过的。
　　Reddit有点像国内的天崖社区，热闹、有趣、乱哄哄，用户通过一个个板块，讨论自己感兴趣的话题，罗晟记得上一世的Reddit，有些从3个人的小版到2000万人的超级大版，这里可谓是应有尽有。
　　不仅有点像天崖社区，还有点像云歌贴吧的模式。
　　但与天崖社区或云歌贴吧不同的地方在于，Reddit采用的是匿名机制，换而言之这家网站基本不可能会出现在国内了，肯定是被隔离到墙外进不去。
　　即便如此，Reddit网站的全球流量在后来也能冲到全球前四，可见这间网站在世界上的受欢迎程度。
　　Reddit的匿名机制也给这家网站定了个调，这里一方面会成为一个[开诚布公的谈话场所]，另一方面也意味着它泥沙俱下，海外网络喷子的最强交战地点之一，这里是[互联网的下水道]，没有一颗强大的内心逛Reddit论坛网站绝对会怀疑人生。
　　罗晟也知道原初世界的Reddit坐拥全球近8亿的用户，月活用户达到2.5亿，却难以实现盈利，Reddit拥有超级丰富的流量，作为一个社区网站，赚钱途径简直别无选择——投放广告。
　　但Reddit挣不到钱的原因恰恰就是让它能够大火的匿名机制，用户可以在社区上亮出自己的身份，但绝大多数的用户都喜欢匿名，这是毫无疑问的。
　　但也就没法像实名的蓝色空间BlueSpace网站那样设计出一套精准的广告定位算法，原因也有很多种，又比如因为违规内容的分享而迎来差评等等，导致广告主也对Reddit兴趣缺缺。
　　但对于罗晟而言，这都不重要，哪怕是Reddit将来一直亏损都无所谓，因为在互联网上有一个理论——羊毛出在狗身上。
　　罗晟不怕Reddit自身挣不到钱，怕的是网站流量不够，互联网行业一定是流量为王的行业，只要Reddit的超强流量摆在那里，就有的是办法进行间接变现，比如向BlueSpace引流或其它的关联机制，从而间接提高BlueSpace的广告收入。
　　这就是羊毛出在狗身上，当然，前提是羊是你的，狗也得是你的，狗要是别人的，那就是帮别人做嫁衣了。
　　罗晟要打造的是“蓝星科技全家桶”，只要流量在“全家桶”内部流转，最终的利润都是被自己收割掉。
　　……
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