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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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154 Chs

Planning to Attack!

Dick had always been a solitary figure, his thoughts shrouded in mystery as much as his actions. But recently, something peculiar had been happening. Each night, as the moon claimed the sky, Rem would silently slip into his room. Her presence was like a whisper, barely there yet undeniably real, she would get in his bed and start to lick and grope him. Dick couldn't fathom her intentions, but a nagging suspicion clawed at his mind, suggesting her motives were far from benign.

His heart thrummed with unease. The idea of Rem plotting something sinister sent shivers down his spine. He had tried to confide in his mother, Ram, but her response was a whimper of silence and sorrow. Her embrace was warm, her apology soft, but it offered no solace to Dick's troubled thoughts.