Reborn in the United States in 1995, with all the web novels he has read in his head.

Let's see how he uses online literature to skew America's bestseller rankings and become a popular cultural master like Stan Lee.

In the 20th century, what is the largest IP in Hollywood?

It's comics and web novels!

Netflix? It's nothing without online literature! Disney's CEO later claims.

Note: Not for backstabbing people or lovers.

Super heroes who are quite shy to reveal themselves in public.

Note: fictional, please read without comparison with your lover or ex or beloved or someone you think you know more than him or her because after all it is a mere subject of the contest.

Please read with open mind. Trying to be the lost descendant of Shakespeare when English just a language to speak to convey our feelings not a barrier with subtle rules.

hi  this won't be that good I wrote something before but I accidently deleted it it was a good atleast it was good enough so I can entertain myself but I just realized that I get entertained pretty easily 

so I'll just keep writing and give you all a recommendation to read comics 

in web toons they have different comics genars like romance action thriller   

👆 right there is a recommendation and I know this is a horrible way I could recommend something but web toons is a great place to find different comics and they multiple genars plots some alike 

now this is me trying to you all that this is random I may leave this thing and never rewrite or write because something random is not planned it just comes to mind and I'm not saying I'm going to quit just don't set your exceptions to hi this is just random talk you would probably only once or just when your bored everything else 
I'm not good at writing I have no plot no theme and am not that creative trying to write because probably   it's the only thing that gets more active in something 
my plan is only write 100 characters /words I don't want to further writing and drawing are the only thing I'm embressed I'm not good at them why just writing random what if I actually wanted to write about a donkey princess  and I just can't think of Anything.  

And I just thought I'm way faraway from where I was before when writing this chapter I had something I was satisfied with a few 100 words it was simply I then deleted it  and I act like I can't rewrite it or as if it was so amazing when it was barely nothing I'm not good at the only things I think are fun I want to show my work but its  so bad am smart lazy but smart but can you do anything if your lazy the worst part in this whole was that dramatic at it but I wanted to know was where are the comments and don't want write any more today so bye ✌peace out

hi 

I am the author ,if the novel has bad grammer it's fine I don't have an editor and I'm bad at grammer. 

it's not really a novel it's more like me just writing what I'm experiencing at the moment or something that happened ages ago but just remembered 

I'm planning to make a actual novel but I will need help to fully complete it since I am not that good at writing figuring out a plot or any thing 

your opinions are helpful but haven't got any opinions so pretty difficult 
Comment your opinions it will be very helpful 
yeah I hope this novel thing works out 
I hope you have a good. time reading

Franklin roosevelt wasn't always the best of people , he was good at times and bad at other just like any other human being in the world, he was totally normal no higher IQ, no vast knowledge,  he wasn't even good looking,  but one thing for sure , he was a decent guy .
born on earth on may 27th 1987 , he had a bachelor degree on mechanical engineering from a mid level college, which he didn't bust his ass to get , he only studied to get by and nothing more . 
so without high degree or without recognition he had to apply to normal jobs and get rejected most the time .
one 2012 he finally got a job at a small company that paid minimum wages,  but he didn't complain,  on the contrary,  he was ecstatic about his , he finally had  a steady income , which honestly could be used to pay for his love and passion for comics and fantasy novels , he had read it all from lord of the rings and harry potter to game of thrones and its plots of manipulation and also had a huge love for marvel/ DC comics which he loved since childhood but never got read because he was of poor family ( you heard it folks) he barely had to go with his basic needs .
after 5 years he nearly finished it all until he heard his comic store owner recommend web novels , especially the fan fiction genre which he worshipped and reignited his love for comics by novels made by many people ,some are good , and many are bad ( like way bad ) , he wasn't always fixated on grammar but once he read a novel containing harem in DC / marvel comics his brows would furrow and many black would form on his forehead , like what the shit bringing Japanese manga and Chinese novels logic to fuckin comics , like actually,  what the fuck ??
Today was just another day for him , he had smitten another horny guy who wrote about nothing but his Mc making girls go ahegao , 
really mature , it had become his new hobby making smart comebacks at the horny teens in the sight , so after 10 minutes of continuous insult , he shut his phone and plugged it to charge , satisfied by his handy , offcourse , he went to take a shower  , never knowing the guy he just offended was actually a ROB trying to write a novel to kill some time , and so the ROB decided to kill him by levitating his bathroom sink and throwing it at the top his head , the perfect crime , offcourse , if you weren't spotted by death it's self for the soul had a couple more decades before it died of ( drum role please )  being hit by a  TRUCK , he would have been given a chance at reincarnation and a wish and went on his marry way , so death the only sensible thing , he rat him to the GOD who decided to put him through the trial to find,  surprise  , his chosen one killed by  certain ROB , and damn he was furious the guy wasn't your typical horny self obsessed asshole like the rest and his normalicy gave him a certain thing which most fuckers in reincarnation situations severely lacks , common sense  , yes ladies and gentlemen you heard right , common  sense  , and was happy he was about to end the trial and give the guy a bit of luck to push his life forward he would have designed a new yacht engine which would have brought him millions  , and before that would have met the love his life , but No , all that is gone because one stupid ROB couldn't refute a mortal on web novel site , and some one had to pay.

 that's what brings magnificent hall of godly ( looks similar to zeno from dragon balls ) , with death , a soul , god and a ROB

a guy who loves comics and stories and novels end up dying for a stupid reason, he gets compensated and sent to the turmoil filled world of DC's justice league to save it and correct the wrongs with a set of wishes.

I don't own DC or marvel am just  a fan making a novel to pass time .

"This is fucking bullshit!" The Primordial Azure Dragon bellowed after the meteor shower had ceased, still unseen. "Why do you have to go and ruin everything?!"
"Would you have preferred if I went around hunting the spirit beasts one at a time then?" I asked dryly. "100,000 in under a year…that means I will have to kill 300 everyday on average to make it in time. Unfortunately, I don't have a year to spend in the Garden of Zhou. There are people outside who are waiting for me."
"No, that's not what I meant…" The Primordial Azure Dragon sounded like he was moaning. "Are you a bloody troll?! Is that it? Are you trolling me?!"
"To be fair, you're the one who forced my master to participate in the trial even though he didn't want to," Divine Dragon pointed out. "And you were also the one who said he could do whatever he wanted. Or are you going back on your word now?"
"No…no. I won't." The Primordial Azure Dragon swallowed audibly. And then he sighed. "Fine, you pass."
I had barely deactivated the defensive barrier when the whole world before me suddenly transformed. To be honest, the landscape had already been altered drastically by my meteor shower, with colossal craters blasted into the earth. No spirit beast or plant survived, the grass razed and the trees flattened or burned to ash. It was completely unrecognizable from the endless plain from before. Even the river or lakes that had once existed had vaporized, turned into boiling steam from the meteorite impacts.
The age of dinosaurs…ahem, I mean spirit beasts were over. Humanity would rise to replace them…
When I blinked, because the world around me was distorting, I opened my eyes to see that everything had changed. I was engulfed in a sea of darkness. The noise – which existed in the form of crackling flames and the howling gusts of dust and unnatural winds that resulted from the fallout of the meteorite strike – also completely faded away, replaced by a silent tranquility. Nothing but blackness existed around me.
Amidst the void, a pair of gigantic azure eyes slowly opened. Needless to say, they belonged to the Primordial Azure Dragon. The bastard finally deigned to show himself, huh?
"Are you finally kicking me out or did I pass the second stage of the trial?" I asked sarcastically when he glowered at me silently for a few seconds.
"You passed," the Primordial Azure Dragon replied bitterly. "Although your method was cheap, a pass is a pass. I was the one who allowed you to use whatever method you deemed necessary. I can't be going back on my word now."
The eyes flickered toward Divine Dragon, who shrugged. He knew that if he tried anything unfair, Divine Dragon had the ability to break me out of this trial and destroy the remnant of his soul wisp.
"And given the rate you were hunting the spirit beasts, you would have successfully hunted about a hundred thousand within six months anyway."
"If you let me continue burning the forest down without making it rain," I replied grumpily. I love the smell of napalm in the morning. So it irked me that the bastard extinguished my flames and caused it to rain shortly after I began launching uh, scorched earth tactics. As they said, kill it with fire!
"Please stop trolling me…" I was surprised to see tears pour out from the Primordial Azure Dragon's eyes when he pleaded pitifully. "I have enough…stop cheating!"
"You're the one who rigged the trials, and you complain about my master cheating?" Divine Dragon scoffed. "No normal human…even most talented humans wouldn't have been able to succeed in such an unfair trial. Exterminating a hundred thousand spirit beasts in a year? All of them at the peak of Qi Fusion Realm? Who are you kidding? So only cultivation story protagonists with cheats can pass these nonsensical trials?"
"Only the most extraordinary are allowed to pass," the Primordial Azure Dragon replied defensively. "I can't just let any random Tom, Dick and Harry inherit my drops of dragon god's blood."
"If by extraordinary, you mean protected by absurd layers of plot armor, being a special snowflake Mary Sue who can achieve the impossible where every other character is doomed to fail because they serve only as foils to the main character, then you certainly have succeeded."
"Oh, shut it. That's the standard for every cultivation story protagonist who has ever existed!" the Primordial Azure Dragon snapped. His gigantic pair of eyes swiveled around to glower at me. "Why can't you behave like every other cultivation story protagonist and be some sort of Mary Sue with a harem?"
"Wait, so it's all right if I rely on absurd layers of plot armor, a secret master who happens to be some god from another ancient epoch and learning all sort of cheat martial arts from him or her, or if I use some nakama or 'power of love' or masculine pride bullshit to get random power ups, but it's not all right if I use modern weaponry and guns to shoot or firebomb my enemies into oblivion?"
"If you put it that way…yes."
"Are you fucking serious?!" I threw my hands up in exasperation.
"Some people hate seeing guns and nukes in their cultivation stories," Divine Dragon explained. "And if you are writing an urban cultivation story, then they want to see cultivators beat up gunmen with their martial arts, not lose to guns, and certainly not using guns. These readers come to your cultivation story expecting to see the usual cultivation tropes like martial arts, Eastern styled super powers and beating up arrogant young masters and modern technology, not to see gunfights in a cultivation story."
"This is getting ridiculous. I hate these double standards." I was barely able to suppress my rage. "If I go along with the usual cultivation tropes, they go onto Reddit or the forums and complain that all these cultivation stories are carbon copies or copy/paste of each other, that everyone is writing the same damned thing, that there's no creativity or innovation whatsoever. But if I go against the grain and do something different, they start screaming about how they hate seeing guns in cultivation stories and that they didn't come here to read about me trolling the genre. Have you seen the amount of comments made by readers coming in with false assumptions and having some sort of expectation about me being evil, ruthless and psychotic because they think that's how a 'Demonic Emperor' is supposed to act, and they start whining when I completely subvert their expectations by being a good and kind person who only took on the mantle of emperor to protect fellow demonic cultivators from persecution?"
I never wanted to be an emperor in the first place. I reluctantly accepted and took up the title because my fellow demonic cultivators were persecuted and I wished to protect them. And for some stupid reason, I had idiots screaming at me for risking my life to help strangers. I had always been helping strangers – the whole reason why I became emperor was because the demonic cultivators I had saved from the tyrannical persecution of hypocritical orthodox sects were grateful to me and decided to follow me for their own safety. My character had been consistent throughout.
But no, some people came in here expecting one thing, and then bitch about it when they didn't get what they want. Just like this stupid Primordial Azure Dragon here. Well, fuck them.
"So what now?" I asked the Primordial Azure Dragon, folding my arms and glaring defiantly at him without any hint of fear or respect. "Are you going to continue bitching about how I 'trolled' you with modern technology instead of cultivation techniques, despite the fact that my guns are a hybridization of both, or are we going to proceed to the next stage of the trial?"
"Fine." the Primordial Azure Dragon sighed wearily. "The last stage of the Heavenly Dragon Trial is a test of character. We shall see how you will overcome this."
"All right. Let's do this."
I didn't want to waste any time so I just waved for him to proceed. I had the sense that the Primordial Azure Dragon was smiling, and then my world went blank. The blackness melted away and I staggered, almost as if I had been hit by something.
"What the…?"
The next thing I knew, I was lying on a bed. Sitting up, I glanced around, bleary-eyed, as if I had just only woken up.
"This place is…"
It was not my room in the Shu family's manor or the room I had been residing in at the Astral Valley – the Mystical Valley, to be more precise – for the last year or so. It also wasn't the room of the imperial palace that served as my base and home when I was the Demonic Emperor during my second lifetime.
No, it was my room…during my very first life. When I was a normal high school kid on Earth, or the mortal world, before I died and was transmigrated into the immortal world. I was on my bed – a bed that I hadn't slept on for over ten years – that comprised of a soft, springy mattress, memory foam pillow and stuffed animals at the side.
Curtains billowed over a window, the soft blue fabric gently swaying over the morning breeze. Apparently I had left the window open because it had been a cool autumn night and I enjoyed the outside air and didn't want to switch on the air conditioner. There was a netting that prevented mosquitoes and other bugs from getting in, but with the temperature this cold, they weren't active at this time of the year anyway.
Beneath the window was my desk, where I had a pile of books stacked to one side, and my stationary packed inside a stylized Pokémon case. My homework, which I had just completed last night or so it seemed, lay in the middle, closed, along with the notepad that contained my scribblings. The sleek shape of my smartphone lay on the edge of the desk closest to my bed, its digital display showing the time.
07:00
"I'm back home?"
Blinking, I glanced around. There was my shelf, stacked with comics – both manga that had been translated from Japanese and older wuxia comics that had also been translated into English (because English was my first language and I sucked at speaking and reading Mandarin). My reading wasn't restricted to just comics, though. An encyclopedia of guns and military equipment was stacked at the bottom row, along with a gun manual. Above those thick books was a row of military sci-fi books featuring space marines fighting against aliens.
A computer screen stood to the side, atop another desk, the monitor blank. It was the same personal computer that I used to read web novels on, as well as their comic adaptations.
What? I told you that I had read a dozen or so web novels that featured all the same formulaic narrative of betrayal, arrogant young masters and a never-ending cycle of power-ups, map changes and clan exterminations. I read them and their web comic adaptations on my computer, not my phone. It was a little embarrassing, but my smartphone was an old model and thus couldn't properly load the web comics. Besides, I prefer reading on a bigger screen. Not only that, I used my computer for everything I did, from reading to writing to playing computer games. I mostly played shooter games such as Titanfall and other military shooter games. It was thus convenient to have everything installed in a single place. I relied on my computer a lot more than my smartphone.
I noticed that my vision was blurry. Fumbling about, I spotted my pair of glasses right next to my smartphone. Oh, right. Before I transmigrated into the immortal world, I was suffering from myopia and needed to wear glasses. It was my fault for staring at the computer screen for too long – but it was totally worth it, given that I read a lot of admittedly trashy web novels and web comics.
Putting my glasses on, my sight sharpened and everything came into clearer view. Daylight gently streamed in through my window, illuminating my room and I could see that everything was back in place, the way I left it about eleven years ago.
"…I'm home."
Mumbling to myself, I tried to drag myself out of bed. As I did so, there was a knock on the door. A second passed, and then the knob twisted, and my father stepped in.
"Cong? Oh, you're already awake?"
I stared at Dad, and for a moment, I felt almost overwhelmed.
This was my dad. My real, original dad. Not the one in the Shu family manor during my third life. This was my father who brought me up when I was just a normal human being without any stupid cultivation powers, who molded me into the person I was today. The man who looked after me when I was a child, who introduced me to these wuxia novels and movies, guns and military fiction. The guardian who was always there to protect me when I was bullied.
"Dad…"
"Cong? Are you all right?"
I realized that tears were spilling from my eyes, unimpeded. I forced a smile and nodded.
"Yeah, I'm all right. It's just…just that it has been a very long time."

Full Title: Betrayed by the Hero Party, a Kind Person is forced to transform into a Demon, after which he schemes his Revenge and eventually becomes the successor to the Demonic Emperor.

Another stupid cliched revenge story. Warning: Gore (?), Mature and stuff...you know, because this is a revenge story, so expect high levels of violence.

Comrades with the Hero, Herman, and being proposed to by the Priestess Irene, who claims to love him...
Even though the members of the Hero party had their flaws and foibles, the ice mage, Klein Pearson, continued to fight alongside them against the legions of the Demonic Emperor, for the sake of humanity. For he is a "kind person" who wishes to protect the innnocent and minimize the casualties suffered by ordinary but stalwart human soldiers.
However, in order for the party to survive against a formidable foe, they sacrificed Klein and callously left him for dead, just so they could make their own escape.
With his legs chopped off and his route of escape sealed, Klein Pearson is left to face the wrath of the demons alone.
But...if he survives, he might just be able to become the next Demonic Emperor and command the scattered Legions against the "strongest Hero party."
Now then, let the revenge begin.

{this chap will be the shortest I'll ever write. I feel like I left it off at a good point so I didn't write anymore. Future chaps will have an average of 1k words, so don't worry.}
As you know not everyone has a good life. This though, doesn't apply to John, or at least  that was his name. John lived in Canada, a country known for its diversity and kindness. John went to a good school, didn't live in the ghetto and had a loving family.
He even had a few people he could call real friends. This however didn't change the fact John always felt like he was missing something. He knew he had no right to complain as many children and even adults lived far worse than he did, but although he looked at it like this, it didn't change the missing feeling.
Further along the road the missing feeling grew stronger and he finally understood what was missing, Ambition!
What is ambition? Ambition is the feeling or desire to achieve something. That was it! John finally found what he was missing so he decided to try out a bunch of activities.
This however changed nothing. He quit after ever activity he tried. He tried various sports like soccer, basketball and even ping pong. He even tried activities like coding and Martial arts. But alas, he ended up quitting everything.
He didn't feel like doing those anymore, he got bored of them very quickly. This made him get depressed and which led him to feel as if his life meant nothing, as he would just live until he would eventually die, not accomplishing anything. This thought process and him being depressed made him think of committing suicide. He wanted to ask for guidance but he was embarrassed. He didn't want to look weak and pathetic over what he thought were such trivial matters. But doing this made it worse.
That was until he found a hobby that he made fun of when he was younger. The hobby he found and quickly got addicted to was, Anime.
He was always curious as to why his friends enjoyed cartoons as he called them before, but after watching a couple episodes of fairy tail, he understood why.
The feeling of being dragged into a fantasy world where magic and many other fantastical elements were possible, he felt a rush of excitement.
Who wouldn't want to wield magic that could destroy town? Who wouldn't want to be transported to another world and have a grand adventure? Who wouldn't want to find a lovely girlfriend who stayed by them through everything? Everyone would want any of these.
Especially nowadays where women are snakes and men are playboys to which costs relationships to be shallow and all about their sexual needs.
Thus he got less depressed and didn't think about suicide much after he started watching these fantastical stories. Later along the road even anime got boring and he wanted to change it up. So he got into manga, and from there he started reading manhua, Chinese comics. After getting bored of the repetitive Young Master cultivation Manhua's, he started reading Manwha. His favourite out of the three genres of comics he has read.
After getting bored of manwha he started reading light novels and web novels. He got into these after finding out some of his favourite anime and comics had light novels or were made from Web novels.
Overall John couldn't get enough of fantasies. He even read many fan fictions. He was hesitant at first since when you first hear fan fiction you think of some weird Kpop or celebrity fantasies but after reading one John got hooked.
Fan fictions took getting isekaid to a whole other level. People getting reincarnated would be stupidly over powered as soon as they were children and end up having sex with all the girls in the whole Anime/manga they were in.
John sometimes even imagined himself getting isekaid by the one and only truck-kun and wondered how his life would turn out.
Sure people would miss him and he does love his close friends and family but he also wanted a fun adventure and live his fantasies. Would this happen to him? Of course not, he wouldn't believe it would actually happen as it was just his fantasy. Just that, A fantasy. Or at least that's what he thought.

*warning

-the prologue is a bit longer for a ff. You don’t have to read it if you don’t want to and can skip to when he gets to the world but as the author I hope you take some time to read it. Again skip if you wish *

This is a DXD fanfic with an original character. I hope you remember this is not the original story so there will be some difference you will see in the story. 

I’ll post when I can cause school is starting again.

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This is a story about a man who will stand at the apex of the universe. But as you know everyone has hurdles they must pass to be able to reach their goal. 

Follow the mc and his journey to travel the world, learn new magics and reach the top of the food chain.
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I do not own DXD, I only own my oc’s I will also be adding more things that are shown in the anime.

I also do not own any references I use in the story such as other fictional works, songs movies, etc.

*The cover image I used was found on google, meaning it’s not mine. Message me or comment if you want me to remove it

Peter signed a contract, moved all of his equipment, and was ready for all of his dreams to become reality. 

He also had a long conversation with Uncle Ben and Aunt May about him working at this young age. They showed him their support. 

Peter understood that he managed to get to something even Spider-Man from comics and movies did not have at this point. He has his lair now.

"Everything is going even better than I initially thought. I have a brilliant opportunity to upgrade myself and my inventions. Now... how am I going to call it? I always liked Marvel more than DC, but... I think Spider-Cave would be a cool name." Peter started thinking.

"So, I need to analyze what happened so far... everything appears to happen much faster than it looked like in comics and movies. There are lots of villains that appear every day. But something is wrong and different from the Marvel Cinematic and Comic Universe... In my room, I had 3 posters - with Captain America, Iron Man, and Black Widow..." Peter said before doing research.

(After a few hours)

"Tony Stark announced that he is an Iron Man a couple of years ago, while Steve's identity was known from the beginning. Black Widow was announced by Shield a few years ago as well. But why? It seems like in this world superheroes are treated differently... This is a different reality. I need to keep this into account, some things may not happen the way they did in movies and comics. That is why I will try to make ultimate gadgets that would help me to defeat any enemy."

Peter started modifying his web-shooters, the diamond-web in particular. He tried to make it even stronger, as it was not enough to hold the tentacles of Doc Oc. 

Regarding the harness, Peter took it from Otto's abandoned building, including all of the development files. He did it so that he would be able to develop a sort of initial version of Iron Spider Suit. Although Peter was very agile and his spider-sense was able to save him from many threats, he lacked some physical power against strong opponents. 

About a week have passed, Peter was still working on his new suit. During one of these days Gwen texted him:

"Hi Peter! How are you? Let's meet, we haven't talked for almost the whole summer. Harry told me that u became head of the project. Congrats!"

Peter agreed straight away. He always liked Gwen and was always ready to meet with her.

(Later that day)

Peter arrived at the cafe a bit earlier on purpose. He ordered himself a sandwich and a cheesecake for Gwen. He knew she liked it, as they almost always had lunch together at school. 

The cafe itself was small and almost did not have any people.

The door opened, Gwen came in. Peter turned back to greet her. She looked stunning and became even more beautiful than he remembered. She had long blonde hair, bright blue eyes, and a slim body. 

"Hi Peter!" she said happily before hugging him.

Peter could even say a word, he was still stunned by her beauty.

"How are you?" she asked.

After a moment of silence, Peter said...

"I am doing great and you?"

"Me too. Getting ready for the beginning of a school year. Did you buy all of the stationary already?"

Peter forgot that he did not tell Gwen that he is not going to go to school anymore.

"I need to tell you something. This job, I got offered a very good contract and I think I will focus on my career and won't go to school this year. I couldn't miss a chance like this. I am sorry" he said calmly.

"Why do you need to be sorry? That's great! You can work on something you are passionate about at the age of only 16. To be honest, I am even getting a bit jealous, haha" she responded happily.

"I thought you will get upset because we won't be able to spend that much time together."

"Yeah, but I can still get to your workplace after school and we can go out on the weekend"

"True. Then... since it's the last week of the holidays... do you want to go to the cinema tomorrow?"

"I will answer if you respond to my question first"

"What question?" Peter asked.

"Is that a date?" she said with a smile on her face.

Peter did not expect this question at all, but he could not deny the fact that he found her very attractive and sometimes thought of them being together.

"Yes" 

"See you tomorrow at the cinema" she said with a very happy face.

They talked for about half an hour before Gwen left as she needed to help her parents at home. 

Peter was sitting alone in the cafe and was thinking about their conversation...

"Am I going to have my first date tomorrow?" he said quietly with a panic in his voice.

Typical teenager gets reincarnated as a Spider-Man and gets a chance to meet the Marvel world's greatest superheroes.

His aim is to become the greatest superhero of this world and he will use his knowledge as the key to defeating his enemies and people that face him during his journey.
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I am open to any constructive critique, suggestions and feedback. 
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I do not own any of the rights on the characters. They belong to Marvel studios and Disney.
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I am sure you will enjoy this story!

I shook under him and couldn't help the moans that escaped my throat as his tongue slithered around, leaving nowhere untouched.

I retracted my tongue as far as I could from him, which isn't very far considering there isn't a lot of room to work with.

I-this-wha-what do I do?! T-This is a full on make out! I-I need to stop him, but—

Ryuu pulled back. I cracked an eye open and saw tears had built up. I had to fully open my eyes to even see, and the liquid flowed out as I did.

My heart dead stopped when I saw his eyes. They were so sincere and soft only a few moments ago, but now they were the ones from back in the infirmary. My heart picked up its pace as it remembered.

No! Don't panic!

"Haruka." Ryuu growled, either ignoring my plight or not noticing. "Who touched you?"

I gulped.

*** Author here!

I want to get out 3 chapters for everyone, so this privilege is gonna be lacking for a bit. I'll try to write it as soon as I can! I hope you don't feel cheated if you bought privilege just for this chapter. If you did, I'm very sorry. 
Now, excuse me as I fill up the word requirement, haha.

I'll, uh, rant away for a while, I guess. Uh, what to say? Man, I really don't know what to put here. I'm just gonna write whatever comes to mind. Let's seeeeeeee.

Oh, I can't wait for the next anime season. Got a few series I'm looking forward to. I also feel like this year's anime has been a little lack luster. Sigh. Then again, I haven't been keeping up so much this year. Oh, I'm also looking forward to some Netflix shows that'll come out.
There's actually a show called Shadow and Bone that's gonna be adapted from a trilogy I read! I say it's my favorite trilogy, but I also haven't read that many American novels, haha. Either, it's a really cool world. The trailer looked promising, and I really hope the magical powers will look super super super cool! Oh man, I hope it does well so that the whole series gets adapted. Well, that's if it comes out amazing. I really really hope it does. Maybe I should reread the series. It'll also help me brush up on my writing. 
I haven't been reading much, uh, long literature, haha. I've only been reading comics lately, not even web novels. I've been thinking about rereading a web novel I read since it was the source of inspiration for one of my other novel ideas. But, I just can't bring myself to, smh. 
Speaking of comics, I have a bad habit up constantly searching and binging new ones and end up neglecting the ones I already have in my library. Ah, I should fix that, but... I don't want to. I guess I just like the feeling of a new beginning and getting introduced to the setting and characters. I'm also really into romance stuff, and I think it's mostly the chase and build up to the relationship that I like. I say that because there's a few comics I've read where it's gotten to the point where the ML and FL are together and just dealing with hardships, and I just lose my interest. Then I go look for anew comic, lol. Oof, am I the type to love the chase and get bored when they're caught? Well, not like I'm confident enough to ever chase after someone, haha... Hah.
You know, I have no romantic experience at all. I guess I consume romance mediums to fill that void, haha. Tho, I know most things that happen in fiction don't ever happen in reality. I'm a, what's it called, hopeless romantic! Haaah. It's come to the point where I've kinda expect to be alone for a long time. The idea of even having a partner is weird for me. Like, what would we do? What are dates like? I feel like I'll be a big awkward, dumb dumb who has to constantly rely on my s/o. I also don't think I have the personality to be a good lover (aksjdjelf even thinking of being a "lover" is so outrageous to me lmao). Well, with all the romance I read, maybe I'd be able to do some cute things here and there, but over all, yikes. 
Ah, enough of that. Who wants to hear about a nonexistent love life?
Man, I wonder if I could have actually written this chapter if I didn't do this. Ehhhhh, prob not. Things are getting crazy and I need to make sure they don't get too crazy yet. We still have 2 more weeks left until the sports festival! That's when all hell should break loose and yet it seems to be happening now??? Ah, I just let the story flow, and this is what happens. Smh. Oh well, gotta deal with as I have been this whole year.
Oh damn, that's right. It's almost been a year since I started this book. Actually, has it already been? I know I started this somewhere between Christmas and mid-January. Wow. To think I wasn't in school back then. To think I actually got contracted! Bruh, you have no idea how I felt when that happened. When I opened that email, I was so shocked my story was good enough to get picked up. I know people say the standards aren't too high or whatever, but I felt like my writing was acknowledged, you know? I also really feel this novel could've been more than it has been if I had been more dedicated, but it is what it is. I've learned and will put that into practice with my next work!
Now, we've just about reached that cap, so I'm gonna stop here. If you actually read this rant, good on ya! You got to know a little more about little ole me. Bai now!


Cold horror gripped my heart when I finally admitted out loud: I'm in a dating sim filled with yanderes.

I quickly sat up. 

As much as I love the game and enjoyed the characters, there's no way in hell will I follow any of the routes. All of them lead to pain and some even death! I don't want to die or get raped! But, I don't know if I'll be forced to. There's no neutral ending, after all, and even if there was, I don't think it would be any better than the other endings.

What do I do?

A light bulb lit up.

If I'm male, I can avoid a yandere, right?

Getting transported into a dating sim is a girl's wish! But, as they say, be careful what you wish for. Our female lead, who goes by Haruka in her otome games, gets that wish. So, what's the catch? It's the game full of yandere characters and bad “good endings.”

Thinking she'll go back to her world at the end of the game timeline, she decides she'll be a guy to bypass any affection. Smart, right?

Silly girl forgets there is no neutral ending. She is the Main Character, and there is no escape.

Updates: Uhhhh, I try, lol. 
But! I will finish this story! There will be an end, I promise! Just, be patient with me ^^; Right now, I’m going for a monthly update at the very least!

Warnings: Many curse words and some violence. Uh, gets a bit sexual later, but nothing extreme.
Oh, and since I get people constantly trashing or complaining about my MC, I’ll warn you now that she is a “pushover.” A great target for yanderes, if you will. So leave if that isn’t your cup of tea, thank you.

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    In the world of assassins and espionage one-man reigns at the top of the world. His name is Fred and his codename is The One. No one has completed as many jobs or saved the world as many times as Fred. He is able to blend into his surroundings and never fails to complete his mission. Yes, Fred is an unstoppable force and his story is one for the ages.  This however is not Fred's story.  This story is about another agent, one whose record is not as glamorous. Well to be blunt they have never even been on a mission.  Our story takes us to the office building where Fred works.  In the espionage community even the office workers are agents.  Each one of them has received the same training and have gone through the same academy as the field agents, they just were never chosen for missions.  

      "Why won't this damn thing work!" A woman yells at her printer.  Her name is Yuna and she is a secret agent office worker. She stands five foot two inches tall with red hair and green eyes. She has a petite frame and slender figure. Her printer causing her grief is a daily occurrence, it seems to never want to print.  "Oh, you are going to make me resort to violence!" She says as she is already banging her hand on the side of the printer.

      "Resort to violence?" Her coworker asked. "Dear, you are already hitting it."

      Yuna stopped for a second and stared blankly at the printer. "Huh. I guess I was hitting it." She said.  She then immediately started hitting it again. "Work!"

     "Just call IT." Another coworker shouted.  "What are you trying to print, I can probably print it out on mine."

      "Right." Yuna answered. "I was printing the mission report from Fred's last mission.  The boss wants it on his desk."

       "Doesn't that old fart understand email?" The coworker sighed. "Fine email me the file and I will print it out for you."

       "I wish he would just use email, but he says it's not secure." Yuna explained. "I tried explaining that we have one of the most secure closed networks in the world and that if it was on our servers it was the same as being emailed.  I do not think he understood it though.  Just shook his fist and said, When I read something, I want it in my hand!  and there the email is sent.  Thanks for doing this for me Sam.  You are my hero today."

      "It's no big." Sam replied. "Opening the file now. Wow! Fred did it again, single handedly wiped out an entire crime syndicate after only being on the case for a week.  That is insane!  What? Two hundred combatants killed in the mission that's nuts."

      "You're not supposed to read it Sam." Yuna said.  "We have our protocols for a reason."

       "I know, I know, I just couldn't help myself. I love reading about Fred's exploits." Sam replied. "Does it ever make you wish that you were active duty?"

        "What? I mean I dreamed of being active duty, but sadly it just wasn't in the cards." Yuna said. "Now I just read Web Comics and wish that I did the cool stuff I read about."

       "Nerd!" Sam yelled.  "Seriously though, I don't see why we couldn't do the same things Fred does.  I mean we received the same training.  Well printer is done, here is your document. Go deliver it to the boss."

          "There's nothing wrong with liking Web Comics!" Yuna shouted as she took the documents from Sam. "They have great stories and help you pass the time."

         "Oh, and what kind of stories do you read Miss Yuna?" Sam teased.

         Yuna blushed at Sam's question. "That is none of your business!"

       "I bet it's that BL stuff I have heard about." Sam said.

        "None of your business Sam!" Yuna said as she stormed off to the boss's office.  When she got to the office, she found the boss still sitting behind his desk.  "Here is your report sir.  Do you need anything else?"

         "No, I am fine, take the rest of the day off." The boss said. "I can't wait to read about Fred's exploits this time."

         "As you say boss." Yuna said as she left the room.  "I'm going home Sam. Boss said I could call it a day."

        "Ah damn I was hoping to ask you out for drinks!" Sam replied.

        "Well going to have to say no, just like the other six hundred times you have asked me."  Yuna replied.

          "Hey, a guy can dream, can't he?" Sam asked.  "One day I just know you will say yes."

          "Keep on dreaming Sam." Yuna said as she left the office.  As she was making her way to her car, she saw a familiar face.  It was Fred.  "Hey Fred, good work on your last mission!"  Yuna yelled.  Fred did not respond though, he just stood there unmoving. Yuna decided to investigate the situation and find out what was happening. As she approached Fred, she could see some sort of strange light under Fred's feet.  "Oh shit!" Yuna said as she ran over and pushed Fred out of the circle. As soon as Fred left the circle the light intensified, and it vanished along with Yuna who was still inside.

           "What the hell was that?" Fred said.  "Oh well no matter, I thought I heard a woman though." Fred looked around and did not see anyone. "Weird."

          Yuna was experiencing something she never even could have imagined; she was wrapped in light and could see the universe move around her as she traveled. Yuna had read enough comics to know what was happening.  She just did not want to believe it.  In fact, she refused to believe it. Finally, the trip ended and Yuna found herself inside a great chamber.  The walls were marble and there were giant gold-plated columns that held up the room. On the floor was a giant magic circle covered in runes and on the other side of the circle stood a man.

      "Greetings great hero!" The man said. "My name is Demo and I have summoned you here to save our world."

         With those words Yuna knew. She already knew, but now she had to believe it. "Shit." Yuna said. "I am in one of those damn in another world stories."

**Due to extreme family difficulties the book is on hold for now, hope to resume in April or before.**

This story is a tale of how an office worker, at an intelligence agency, got summoned into another world and married the demon lord. 

 Yuna is a strong willed, independent woman, who has worked hard to get where she is. Yet she couldn't make it out onto the field, where the real action took place, and became a handler to the world's top agents.

 Because of this she found other ways to find happiness in the world. She is a comic junkie and an avid gamer. One day, as she is leaving her job, she encounters her fellow agent in trouble. In freeing him from his dilemma she is inadvertently teleported to another world.

 She is annoyed that such a thing happened to her. However she presses on and through a series of misadventures ends up married to the demon lord she was summoned to stop. What will her fate ultimately end up being? Will she somehow break her bound of marriage and regain her freedom? Will she embrace her new role and burn the world? Or will some other fate fall upon her?

 This book is a comedy romance. The romance starts off extremely slow, Yuna meets the demon lord in chapter 21. I hope you will give it a read and that it will give you some laughs.

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