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Reborn As a Goblin With Simulation System

After Dick Grayson's untimely demise, he found himself reborn, not as a human, but as a goblin - frail in stature yet lustful and cunning by nature. A newfound life greeted him with an unusual twist: the Goblin Life Simulation System. This system, ethereal and mysterious, offered him a choice that would shape his new existence. "Congratulations, you have traversed the boundaries of a new worlds," a voice, as old as time itself, echoed in the void around him. "Before you start the simulation of rebirth. Please select your birth mother from these options: A. Saint of the Holy See of Light, a beacon of purity and grace. B. Daughter of an Imperial Noble, born into a life of privilege and power. C. A Seductive and Charismatic Succubus, whose allure is matched only by her cunning. D. A Pure Forest Elf, one with nature and the ancient magics of the forest. Choose wisely, for each brings its own destiny." The air around Dick seemed to shimmer with anticipation, the weight of his choice palpable in the stillness. "Now, select your place of birth," the voice continued, its tone imbued with an air of solemnity. A. The Large Goblin Lair, teeming with life and the harsh struggles of goblin society. B. The Giant Goblin Lair, a place of fierce warriors and unyielding survival. C. The Goblin King's Lair, where intrigue and power plays abound. D. An Ordinary Goblin Lair, humble yet filled with opportunities for the cunning. Each option seemed to unfold in his mind's eye, vivid and distinct, beckoning him to make a choice that would set the course of his new, otherworldly life. #Reborn #Goblin #Elf #+18 #Adult #Magic

Rqmk · Fantasy
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Crusade Against Goblin King!

In the tranquil heart of the courtyard, bathed in the soft hues of dusk, the air held an almost tangible serenity. Tina's sudden proclamation, however, shattered the calm like a stone breaking the surface of a still pond. "Tomorrow, I'll be joining a formidable team tasked with assaulting a goblin nest. Please, stay home and wait for my return, son. It's imperative you don't wander off." Her voice, a complex tapestry of firmness interwoven with threads of concern, resonated in the open space, carrying the weight of unspoken fears and hidden resolve.

Dick, whose life had been a whirlwind of uncertainty, had only just begun to feel the comforting rhythm of their reunions. Three days of mornings illuminated by his mother's presence had started to feel like a newfound tradition, one that he had started to embrace, albeit reluctantly. But now, this unexpected declaration, this sudden disruption of their newly formed routine, left him puzzled and disoriented.