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Mr Jones

Author: _MrKing_
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The world has been through a lot. Monsters from another world raged hard on our planet, killing half of the population. It looked liked humanity was finally down for the count, with no hope of survival. But not yet. We weren't done yet. Because just like those translated Asian light novels, cultivation came in for a win. It started in Japan, where an elderly man was sitting in his home, about to be obliterated by an incoming horde of monsters. He prayed to be delivered and then BAM! He received a powerful qi right as the monsters arrived to take him out. Using his newfound power, he said the words that would go down in history: "Time to die, mother truckers!" The Uprise of Humanity had begun! People across the world fought side by side to eradicate the monsters that once plagued their lands. The great battle was known as the 300 Years War (France and England ain't got nothing on that!) But now, the monsters are all gone and humans could relax. Speeders and Strongmen were no longer needed to keep the world safe. Now, Chefs, Writers, and Strippers-wait, no, forget that last one-could rise up and take the world by storm. The Age of Tranquility had taken over. And then there's Minhoe Sunwoo (to clarify, I'm not writing her name the Asian way; Sunwoo is her surname, Min is her given name). Minhoe was born into a family of talented Musicians and Chefs, but she refuses to follow in their footsteps. She believes she was born to be a Speeder and that her legs will outshine all others. The time has come for Minhoe Sunwoo to rise! P.S: I have no idea what I'm doing. P.P.S: I'm gonna keep doing it anyway.

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You Are My Story

"There's always that one person in your life that no matter how you try to forget, will still always stays and treasured dearly by your heart." . As he went away, I was all alone standing by myself... Cold wind passes by me. And here I was trying to stop my tears... Yet in the end, ended up squatting on the ground and for the first time in these years... I cried. "Teacher... I like you... I adore you... I," "I love you..." A confession of love, that will never be heard nor never be said. . I met him that day. That day it was raining, it was cold, and everything was dark and dull. My life is coming to an end. I'm ending my life... Yet, like an angel with wings he came to my rescue... And, ...he came barging in to my life. . But life was never a fairytale. There were no such things as Prince looking all over the world to give back your shoe. A prince that will risk his life just to give you a true loves kiss. Nor a prince willing to stay as a beast and make you his cherished beauty.. Only one person exist. And that person will be the one to make you know what is love... Yet also makes you know what is hurt. . That day everyone around me was bustling with noises, patients, doctors, and visitors walking all around the hospital... Yet at that moment... The world seems to be muted. And there, I saw him once more. At that time I felt it was all worth it. . Yet when the times moves it pace... No matter what your heart feels, what you think, do or say that person will never stay. Because for him, he was only a passerby in your story. Yet in your life. He doesn't know that he is... ...Your story. . I already realized that long ago... That he didn't save me because he pitied me, nor he saved me because he was a doctor. It's just because... He just did, What he wants. Like doing a good deed every day. Like a man that is willing to give an umbrella to a drenched puppy, but never bringing it home. Like a man giving an alms to a beggar but never helping him when he needed it the most. Or like when I... wanted to die and end everything, but stopped and saved by him, yet he never gave any comfort. He changed my life. But for him it was just nothing... But an everyday good deed. I was just like anybody... ...For him. I was just like everybody... ...For him. I was just a... Nobody. ...For him. . He became my hope. He became my salvation. He became my life. He was just like an immortal, looking down on me from the heavens... unreachable and untouchable. He was my saviour... But I was only a passerby in his life. He was my teacher... But I was never been his student. He was the one who gave me hope in life, to change and live once again. Yes, He is my first love... Yet I will never be his. | You are My Story | -WhiteSunflowerS2

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