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I Always Become A Baby!

"Please, just let me grow up!" ___________ Mariella Schauer is someone who hates baby in general. But one day, she's suddenly bound to an unknown system. [Greetings, host! You're now bound to Baby Supremacy System!] Mariella: Ahhh! Screw you and your baby supremacy!! Mariella is now forced to become babies in various worlds, help those poor babies to change their fates and create a baby supremacy era in those worlds! Becoming a baby tyrant– [Your mission is to kidnap a hot daddy & receive his recognition.] A certain hot duke: Your majesty, can I not be your dad? Riel: Pfff. You wanna be my mom, then? Becoming a baby zombie– [Your mission is to become the zombie emperor & make zombies get along with humans] Zombies & humans: You have to die for our sake! Riel: *waving around her frying pan, smashing zombies & threatening humans* This is all for your sake, peeps! Becoming a baby cultivator– [Your mission is to swindle immortals to join your sect.] Immortals: Such a weak sect master! Riel: Come, come, let me show you how 'weak' this sect master is! *Sucks a pacifier intensely* A certain pitiful man with the same fate as Riel: How come I always run into her in every world?! Follow Mariella to discover the system's true goal and watch Mariella desperate attempts to go back to her original world. PS: if you're really invested in one of the arcs (world settings), let the author know and if many are interested, the author can make a separate book (novel) related to that chosen arc (longer content, more details, more power building, exploration, etc) There will be 3 arcs and each arcs have around 50-100 chapters, can be more or less than predicted.

Zehell2218 · Fantasy
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230 Chs

"Don't Want To Bow" 

After greeting the two people, two guards immediately pushed open the door, and the others shouted to those inside the hall, informing the arrival of the monarch. 

"Here comes her majesty, the queen and his excellency Duke Fez!" 

The guests inside the banquet hall immediately stopped talking to each other and hurriedly saluted or bowed politely towards the door. 

The music in the background slowly changed from slow and relaxing music to heroic and awe-inspiring one. 

With each step the queen and the duke took, the music also followed, and the beat was surprisingly consistent with the two people's slow yet steady steps. 

Under the bright light from the chandelier, the two people came hand in hand and walked on the red carpet lying on the floor from the door straight to the throne at the stage. 

Whenever the two people passed by a crowd of guests, the guests would bow or salute and then quietly straighten their backs.