Hyowha

In a remote alleyway stands a store. No one truly understands what it is selling, but people traverse it anyway.

"I hear the place fulfills your wildest dreams," says a female who wants to remain unnamed. "People who enter never wish to leave."

"The store-owner is a jerk—the prices are expensive, the staff is rude and you serve yourself," another male explains, "what, I'm still going though."

"I'm just here to look at the cute girls," says—well, his opinion doesn't matter, anyway.

"Listen, whatever you do, don't mess with the immortal siblings there. Who that is? The store-owner and his sister, of course! Why we call them that?" The person shudders. "Because we couldn't think of a fiercer name yet."

Within the store, an inconspicuous youth sits at the counter. In his head rings a cold voice, "Quest completed, ask Host to prepare for the next one."

"Eh, but I don't wanna."

"Quest issued, asking Host to check."

"Meh, I don't like it, give me something else."

"Non-compliance will lead to death."

"Sure, I'd love to see you try."

"...Please just do the quest."

Welcome to the Store of Fates! Dear customer, would you like to change your destiny too?

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I Sell Fate Through A System

The Era of the Double-eyed Hurricane.

It was the era of wars, bloodshed, and rebellion. It was the era when the current emperor had fought his brother for the throne. A well-known saying was that royal blood had no family, but these two had redefined that sentence:

It's estimated that during the Era of the Double-eyed Hurricane, 45.000 men were buried underneath the foundations of the Wind Empire. All this came to fruition through only internal strife. It was a bloody time, a time of death and destruction.

It was also the time of Mei Xues' childhood.

Even young, she was a beautiful kid, though many at that time would describe it as youthful exuberance and cute innocence, than the distasteful compliments and lustful gazes she would feel now. At most, she'd be more prone to be kidnapped than other children her age, but with her ragged and dirty appearance, no one gave her a second glance.

Mei Xues' Story II