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500th Time Reborn, A World Only Known By Women: The Karma System

Journey to a world of wonders and women of all shapes and sizes with Galio, valiant reincarnate! Armed with four hundred and ninety-nine lives worth of knowledge and an R-rated story, he enters a world only known by women, never knowing childbirth, periods, or the leer of a man. From Angels that moan heavenly melodies to nine-foot-tall Amazons with weaves between their legs, explore the Human island with colorful characters, the Dwarf island with things getting weird, the Amazons that need to be dominated, the Catfolk that need cuddling, Dogfolk that need to be treated like dogs, Elves that need bdsm, Golems that need to be broken, Vampires that need to be cum blasted, Orcs that need to be challenged in sexual Olympics, Faires that need to be popcicled, Dragons that need their holes filled with a new fire, and Angels that need to be cream filled! Discover the NSFW art and much more that awaits you on Discord: https://discord.gg/7ZDTTCq99Z

Magic_ · Fantasy
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691 Chs

Giant Tears

"She is back here," Kalli told me, leading me to a back room alone. I had asked Nya to wait for me while I talked to Lady Katarina, but Kalli was the person working the front door. "Sorry about before. I get a little carried away sometimes."

I looked up at the big woman, who looked awkward now as she guided me to the back section of the Barracks where the cells were. Once we reached the far door, Kalli fumbled with a key ring, but I could see that her hands were shaking.

"Kalli, are you okay?" I asked, putting a hand over hers, and looked up in surprise to see that Kalli was crying. "What's wrong?!"

"I don't want to get sent back! I am sorry for what I said before; just don't let her send me back!" Kalli cried, dropping the keys as her entire body began to shake.

This was a strange situation since I was half the size of this woman, and it made it very hard for me to comfort her in any meaningful way. What was she supposed to do? Lean a hip on my shoulder to cry on?