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My personal multiverse travel system

I died. Guilty? Mr. Truck, of course. I met a god, and he gave me a system, and he told me: - I do this for fun, so have fun too. -Well, since you insist. When Sophie is given the chance to reincarnate a multi verse system in exchange for entertaining the heavens, she doesn't think twice and accepts. New worlds, new friends, freedom, and who knows, maybe a reverse harem. If the boys can, why can't I? NT: I will start with Soman Chainani's School of Good and Evil as the first world, this is my first job, so I accept constructive criticism, tomatoes and all kinds of opinions. English is not my mother tongue.

Michijiang · Book&Literature
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Chapter 44: Help Me Please 1.

AGATHA

LEVEL: 1 EXP: 5 / 20

RACE: HUMAN.

CLASS:-

STRENGTH: 4

DEXTERITY: 14 (+5)

RESISTANCE: 6

CHARISMA: 14

INTELLIGENCE: 7

HEALTH: 10

WHERE: -

LUCK: 200

SKILL POINTS: 0

STATUS POINTS: 0 (-5)

MAGIC POINTS: 0

ACTIVE SKILLS: LV sewing. 2, LV potions. 9.

PASSIVE SKILLS: LV.5 cooking. LV heart connection. 1

SPELLS:-

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After that urge, Agatha started running faster, not as much as she expected, but she realized she easily dodged people and animals.

As if they weren't there.

She could go as fast as his strength allowed him without fear of colliding with another person, animal, or thing.

But just as she had the doors with white swans in sight, a moose came out of the trees and jumped up.

Agatha crouched down, and the moose slammed into the doors, skewering the swans.

Agatha ran into the hall with glass stairs and passed Pollux, who, on his goat legs, watched the chase.

— What the hell…!

— A little help! — Agatha shouted.

— DON'T MOVE! — Pollux squealed.

But Agatha was already heading for the staircase of the Honor tower.

When he looked back, he saw Pollux deflecting animals left and right, but thousands of butterflies pierced the roof and tore Pollux's head off the goat legs, letting the herd continue the hunt upstairs.

— NOT TO THE TOWERS! — Pollux's head squealed before rolling out the door.

But Agatha ran through the halls and entered the classrooms of Hansel's Backwater.

While boys and teachers kicked porcupines (bad idea) and the girls, screaming, jumped at desks with their high heels (very bad idea), Agatha tried to escape the uproar, but the animals only took some treats and continued the chase.

Even so, he managed to get ahead enough to run up the stairs, pass through the frosted door and kick it before the first weasel appeared.

Agatha folded in two, under the shadow of King Arthur's high hedges.

She felt the icy breeze run over her bare arms.

She wasn't going to last long here.

— How the hell did we get to this?

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YOU ARE UNABLE TO ASK FOR ANYTHING FOR YOURSELF.

YOU CANNOT BE SELFISH WHEN YOU KNOW THAT OTHERS WILL SUFFER FOR YOUR DESIRE.

YOU SAW THOSE FISH EXHAUSTED FROM DEALING WITH SO MANY BRAINLESS GIRLS, AND YOUR REAL WISH WAS TO FREE THEM FROM THE TORTURE TO WHICH THEY WERE CONDEMNED.

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— That sounds a bit dramatic—Agatha said, embarrassed.

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A LITTLE—the system admitted.

LOOK AT IT THIS WAY:

SEE A SMALL, HELPLESS ANIMAL SERRATED IN A CAGE.

YOU WANTED THE CAGE TO OPEN, AND IT DID.

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Agatha thought about it for a moment and understood what happened.

— But there were more animals in other cages, and at the time they shout for him to release them too.

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EXACTLY.

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Agatha slapped her face with her hand and let out an irritated moan.

She sighed with resignation and peeked out from his hiding place.

As she tried to see through the frosted door if there were any teachers or nymphs to rescue her, she noticed something reflected in the door.

Agatha turned around and faced a huge, muscular silhouette, located against the sunlight.

Agatha languished in relief.

For once, he felt gratitude towards the boys, and ran to his faceless prince… But he braked suddenly.

The horned gargoyle pierced through the fog and threw a flame at the door.

Agatha bent down to dodge a second attack, which set fire to the hedge in which Arthur was marrying Guinevere.

He tried to crawl to the next hedge, but the gargoyle kept burning them one by one until the king's story was reduced to ashes.

Isolated in the flames, Agatha looked up at the smoking demon, who pinned her down with a cold stone leg on her chest.

This time there was no escape.

She relaxed and closed his eyes.

Nothing happened.

She opened her eyes and found the gargoyle kneeling in front of her, so close that she could see the reflections in her bright red eyes.

They were the reflections of a frightened little boy.

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NEW MISSION

SAVE THE INNOCENT: + 5 EXP, + 1 CHARISMA, UNLOCK THE "PRINCESS" CLASS

AFTER HUNDREDS OF YEARS OF SERVICE, A CHILD HAS ALMOST LOST HOPE.

FREE HIM FROM DESPAIR.

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Agatha saw this ad, surprised and then the creature.

It broke his heart to understand what it meant.