Zero_Things

Haru was the best mage in the Japanese army. Building up a amazing reputation before deciding to give up his life in the military and settle down.

 His plans were cut short as he found himself in the body of a baby.

 He taught himself magic again from scratch before finding himself in a dire situation whilst on his first school trip causing him to give up on magic and take on the art of Chinese cultivation. 

His master was a soul fragment of an ancient cultivator who placed his soul inside of a golden ring in the shape of a dragons body.

 What kind of mysteries did this ring hold?

 And who was this cultivator who saved Haru from the brink of death?

The Legendary F Rank

The sun was setting into the horizon as they made their way into Shenzhen. Headlights of other cars glided past their windows blinding them for just a split second before passing into the distance as they made their way back into civilization.


Haru was laid back with his window half-opened cooling his face in the breeze whilst the heated seats kept him warm from behind. He was comfortably relaxing whilst listening to the sounds of cars driving past them and the low volume of the radio playing some kind of music from the nineties.


Cui was the one who was in charge of the Radio on the way home. The music sure was old but at least she didn't decide to deafen everyone with her erotic audiobook.


As they drove down the twisting road that came down from the mountains the smell of all kinds of foods began to emerge from all around. It was amazing what one night in the countryside could do to your senses. It was like everything was running in overdrive.


Police!