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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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Not my fault

"Let's go back to the beginning, to the time when you saved Lecia," I said.

"What about it?" Azell asked, clearly interested in what I wanted to say.

Is it just me, or is this guy too eager to have his blunders brutally pointed out?

Something smells fishy.

Sure, you could say that he wants to reflect on his mistakes and improve or some shit, but I'm impressed that he wants even after seeing what I did to Lecia.

Either he's zealous in quest to be a better man, or, and this is more likely, this little mamacita is up to no good.

"As far as I'm aware, you punched Lecia's father and knocked him out, packed Lecia's stuff and just… brought her here. This, in case you weren't aware, is what is typically known as kidnapping, but that is beside the point right now."

Huh, isn't Lecia like a kidnapper magnet? She's always getting taken away against her will.

Nice.

"You could look at it that way," Tristan 2.0 averted his gaze.