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A Reader’s Regression

[Support the work by adding to library and donating stones, golden tickets, and gifts. privilege is also available.] [Book really shines after the 50th chapter, so stick with it, you’ll love it, I promise!] Orphaned from birth, I lived a lonely and tough life, only finding solace in a novel I read. I was lonely so I enjoyed the hero’s friendships. I was weak so I enjoyed the hero’s strength. I was poor so I enjoyed the hero’s wealth. I lived through the hero’s eyes and was content… But in the end my bleak life pushed me to a depressing death on my desk. ….. Thankfully, while my soul was going through an unknown space, fate had other plans. A dying god’s last words granted me a second life in the novel I had lived vicariously through. This time I will not be weak, this time I will not be lonely, and this time I will find others to love!. Armed with the system, i’ll see the ending with my own eyes! A major theme for this book is Oneness/Simplification/return to origin so that things never get annoying or overwhelming.

DrunkImmortalCat · Fantasy
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174 Chs

[Grand-Haven Casino&Hotel] I

Irene pulled me through the transformed city of Nethra.

"Huh..? What happened to the city?" I muttered.

"What do you mean? It's always been like this," Irene replied.

When I first arrived in the city it fit the time period a pre-Victorian-ish world. The streets were narrow and uneven, paved with cobblestones that made every carriage ride a bone-rattling experience. Modest townhouses lined the streets, their facades a blend of aging brick and Georgian elegance. The blood-stone lamps flickered weakly against the thick fog rolling in from the river, casting eerie shadows that danced across the buildings.

The air was filled with the sounds of a bustling, industrious life. Merchants hawked their wares in crowded markets, the clatter of horse-drawn carriages echoed off the walls, and the distant sound of symphonies and opera houses added a constant hum to the background.