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Contents Title Page Dedication Contents How Pangu Created the World Chapter One Chapter Two Chapter Three Chapter Four Chapter Five Chapter Six Chapter Seven Chapter Eight Chapter Nine Chapter Ten Chapter Eleven Chapter Twelve Chapter Thirteen Chapter Fourteen Chapter Fifteen Chapter Six...
Contents Title Page Dedication Contents How Pangu Created the World Chapter One Chapter Two Chapter Three Chapter Four Chapter Five Chapter Six Chapter Seven Chapter Eight Chapter Nine Chapter Ten Chapter Eleven Chapter Twelve Chapter Thirteen Chapter Fourteen Chapter Fifteen Chapter Sixteen Chapter Seventeen Chapter Eighteen Chapter Nineteen Chapter Twenty Chapter Twenty-One Chapter Twenty-Two Chapter Twenty-Three Chapter Twenty-Four Chapter Twenty-Five The Mortal Girl Who Saved a Realm Author’s Note Acknowledgments About the Author Copyright Guide Cover Title Page Start of content Dedication Contents Chapter One Acknowledgments Copyright Pagebreaks of the print version Cover Page ii iii v vii 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26 27 28 29 30 31 32 33 34 35 36 37 38 39 40 41 42 43 44 45 46 47 48 49 50 51 52 53 54 55 56 57 58 59 60 61 62 63 64 65 66 67 68 69 70 71 72 73 74 75 76 77 78 79 80 81 82 83 84 85 86 87 88 89 90 91 92 93 94 95 96 97 98 99 100 101 102 103 104 105 106 107 108 109 110 111 112 113 114 115 116 117 118 119 120 121 122 123 124 125 126 127 128 129 130 131 132 133 134 135 136 137 138 139 140 141 142 143 144 145 146 147 148 149 150 151 152 153 154 155 156 157 158 159 160 161 162 163 164 165 166 167 168 169 170 171 172 173 174 175 176 177 178 179 180 181 182 183 184 185 186 187 188 189 190 191 192 193 194 195 196 197 198 199 200 201 202 203 204 205 206 207 208 209 210 211 212 213 214 215 216 217 218 219 220 221 222 223 224 225 226 227 228 229 230 231 232 233 234 235 236 237 238 239 240 241 242 243 244 245 246 247 248 249 250 251 252 253 254 255 256 257 258 259 260 261 262 263 264 265 266 267 268 269 270 271 272 273 274 275 276 277 278 279 280 281 282 283 284 285 286 287 288 289 290 291 292 293 294 295 296 297 298 299 300 301 302 303 304 305 306 307 308 309 311 312 iv For Jesse, Matthew, and Gillian Title Page Dedication How Pangu Created the World Chapter One Chapter Two Chapter Three Chapter Four Chapter Five Chapter Six Chapter Seven Chapter Eight Chapter Nine Chapter Ten Chapter Eleven Chapter Twelve Chapter Thirteen Chapter Fourteen Chapter Fifteen Chapter Sixteen Chapter Seventeen Chapter Eighteen Chapter Nineteen Chapter Twenty Chapter Twenty-One Chapter Twenty-Two Chapter Twenty-Three Chapter Twenty-Four Chapter Twenty-Five The Mortal Girl Who Saved a Realm Author’s Note Acknowledgments About the Author Copyright How Pangu Created the World Before the world was the world, the entire universe was stuck inside a single gigantic egg. For thousands of years, the insides of this egg got all mixed up together. Really, this egg was quite the mess, full of confusion and disorder, where very little made sense. Eventually, though, order came along. The universe began to sort itself out so that everything was in balance. And inside the egg, a divine being named Pangu started to form. He soon grew tired of being inside this one egg, huge as it was—he wanted out!—so he stretched and stretched, twisting and pushing, until even more thousands of years later, the egg finally burst open. Pangu fell out and his body slowly began to transform. His eyes formed the sun and the moon, his hair the stars. His blood became rivers, his bones mountains, and his skin the soil. His breath shaped into clouds and the echoes of his thoughts formed into thunder. The fur that kept him warm grew into forests; when he got hot, his sweat turned into rain. Tiny insects crawled onto his body and soon became the first humans to walk the earth. This is the myth of how Pangu created the world. And how, before there was Order, it was Chaos that ruled … The entire class goes wild on their instruments at the sound of the school bell. It’s become a regular thing at the end of Friday’s last class, and for about ten seconds, you’ve never heard a school band sound so off-key. Mrs. Battiste finally claps her hands for quiet. “All right,” she calls out over the still-noisy classroom. “Only one week until Spring Revival! Let’s try really hard to fit in some extra practice time this weekend. If you’ve already sold all your raffle tickets for the concert, make sure to turn in your stubs to the office. See everyone on Monday!” As Libby Pearson (my best friend) puts away her violin beside me, she clumsily bangs the instrument against the leg of her chair. Her parents would freak if they knew, since Libby’s violin isn’t a rental. I’m way more careful putting away my clarinet. One, because it is a rental, and my parents are always worried about the damage fees. Two, because it’s a wind instrument, making it easy for mold to start growing inside. If that happens, you’re inhaling that mold right into your lungs each time you play. And three, because not only is that bad for any player, it’s especially bad if you’ve got asthma. Like me. My asthma is also why I started playing clarinet. “To help build up your lung power,” Dr. Park said when she suggested the idea to my parents. “Let’s get you some super lungs, Astrid!” That’s me. Twelve-year-old seventh grader Astrid Xu. Star