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How to Raise Your Regressor

A Professional Transmigrator meets a newbie Regressor. ❄️❄️❄️ He lived an average, fulfilling life and died of old age. The next moment, he opened his eyes as the Princess of Asmaria. While looking forward to his new life, he died again. And so began his 151,897,914th life as Samur Eckart. Samur is a Professional Transmigrator- or so he says, as he gets transmigrated into a new world every time he dies. However, each time, his memories return only moments before his death. If he successfully survives, he gets to live that life, if he dies, well, he just moves on to his next moment of death. Once again on the verge of death as Samur, he’s saved at the last moment by a young boy. Surprise, surprise, the young boy is a Regressor. As a man of honour, Samur intends to repay his debt then leave because the world is too inconvenient to live in. Well, that’s what he thought, at least, but the Regressor and his friends are kind of… weird, and he can’t seem to get away at all? However, not everything is as it seems. Samur’s whims have made him the part of an eternal lie. Shadows dance in glee as they concoct a requiem far grander than anyone can imagine, while the Lights tremble in delight as the apocalypse threatens the Universe. The dies have been cast, the play has been written, the characters are on the stage, and the sacrifices have been made. And so, it’s finally time to let this game begin. ~~~~~~~~ The cover photo obviously does not belong to me. Discord: https://discord.gg/qxmPDzXYTZ Instagram: @_anit666_

Anit666 · Fantasy
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240 Chs

Blame game

"I mean, look at it from my perspective. During the epic Dragon Chase scene, I heroically saved your life at the cost of my own arms, and you showed worry for me. But then I made a little joke-"

"A little?"

"Then I pulled off a non-little prank on you which you take way too seriously and beat me up like I was an unloved 7th step child, even though I was crippled and thus unable to defend myself without hurting you."

"…" She averted her gaze.

"After that, you left me, a guy who was too injured to defend himself against any danger, to fend for himself in a forest full of monsters."

"I… needed some time to think for myself. And I cast a barrier around that place to keep the monsters away. I had also healed you to the point that you wouldn't have died."

Oh, making excuses, are we?

Except that she's telling the truth.