Author note: like all those authors that English is their second language, I first write the story in my first language and then translated it into English, maybe some parts of the truth and soul of the story did get lost in translation but GOOD NEWS! I tried very hard and from now on, I will write directly in English, hoping to give more soul and feeling to the story. thanks for your support so far, I hope you enjoy the novels so far and continue enjoying them in the future. don't forget reviews, I will read them all. :D ------------ “Their ancestor was deep in shit and trash when their planet joined U.L.S and he was soo deep in it that even said “No” to U.L.S. After it, just like that, he got the right to establish a household and became a leader. It took him a lot of time, but he finally found a level one essence of a Giblin and officially took ownership of this planet. 23,553 years had passed since that time and this household had taken the name of recyclers for themself, duri

KAAAACHAAA KAAAACHAAA KAAAACHAAAAA Thunder had conquered the sky, terrifying every human that had done something wrong, thinking the rage of god came for them. In a corner, at the biggest mansion, a man hiding himself in a glowing cage, shivering like leaf in autumn, glancing to his right and left, waiting for doom to knock on his door. He thought right, soon with a BANG, the beautiful gate of his room shattered, and a young man came forward. The young man, lighting dancing around his body, like a spirit of thunder, with a claim voice, unlike his aura, spoked. “Oh, hello, owner. How are you?” The Owner of the planet, Ratithe son recycler, mightiest person on that plant finally got himself together and walked out of his hiding, acting like he didn't shiver like a little wounded dog several seconds ago. “What do you want, T…young man?” the Owner was getting bold, finding out the level of the young man in front of himself with his skill but he didn't show it and stopped his insult

I don't know how the hell it got here. I just every time go out from my cultivation cave, while training, in the academy that seemed, was in a war, helped the ones in need. And now, eventing had gotten out of hand. “Hey, did you look funny at my friend?” “N..no, ma'am! I never dare.” “I thought so, now get the hell out of my sight” “Y…yes!” WOOOSH BANG I looked around, a table of six and all of it was full of girls that looked at me with passion and affection, and sadly, I knew only the names of two of them…. For god sake! Some of them were killing each other when I intervened and now all of them sitting at the same table, laughing with each other and giggling with some whispers. Most troublesome of them, the one that I stop to not kill her best friend, was the Girl that a few seconds ago, grabbed the collar of a boy that was looking my way, threatening him to not look there anymore and get the hell out. Her name was Siara and her want-to-die best friend's name was Xina. X

A letter to big brother, written in PAYAM section of System: big brother, where are you? Zalila is worried. It’s okey. You will return, Zalia just has to wait. Heheheh, brother will be home again and Zalia will scold you, for sure! Zaila is worried about her other brothers and sisters, specifically sister Artina. She doesn't speak much anymore. Zalia heard from her playboy brother that she doesn't answer his question anymore, just sends him automatic notifications. Smart brother doesn't come home anymore, sister Afsane says he locked himself in the library and won't talk with anyone…uh, poor smart brother, he must think big brother should say something to him and now is upset, locking himself until big brother comes and bring him out...he he he, funny smart brother. Red brother is gone, no one knows where he is gone but sister Hannah isn't worried, she says he must gone far away to train to keep us safe. however, Zaila isn't little anymore! She was the sadness in her sister’s ey

Arash sat down. In front of him, a table of eight appeared. David was sitting on the left, looking around in amazement. Zalia, still teary, walked toward Arash and sit on his feet. Arash was so deep in thought that he didn't notice that Zalia wasn't that small anymore, her height, even setting on his lap, was more than before. As Zalia sit on Arash's lap, unknowingly he started to cress her. Zalia, not crying anymore, just smile and buried her face in Arash’s chest, soon, her breathing get slower, showing she slept. Out of thin air, a red-haired young man showed up, scaring the shit out of David. Arash looked toward the redhead young man, smiling. “How are you, Liam? Everything good?” asked Arash, a wave of deep anger in his smile. Liam, seeing a skinny Arash, just frowned and kneeled, not saying anything else. He maybe hadn't communicated with someone else besides the monster in his sword for more than a year but he could still notice an angry man when he saw one, so he jus