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Records of Rebirth

Aurelia Ross was a normal girl who had it all planned. Stay out of trouble, take care of your siblings, get into College. Nothing too out of the ordinary. However, due to forces outside of her control she has been reborn. The gods deemed her fate short and unfulfilled, so they placed her into a new world, granting her a second chance at life. Born on the planet of Aeon, in a vast underground world teeming with creatures. She will build a new life, and rewrite past wrongs so she can finally be happy. There's only one small problem. She's no longer human and everything in her new environment is either trying to eat her or feed her to their children. But its not all bad. She has the unique skill [Devour] that let's her gain the abilities of anything she kills. In a new world with its own set of rules, will this be enough to triumph, or will she need more wit than magic? Can Aurelia get strong enough to survive or will she get devoured before she gets to enjoy her new life? -------- This story will contain multiple POV's further down the line. But for now it mostly focuses on Aurelia, her nestlings and their adventures. Don't go in expecting romance, you will be disappointed. -------- Genres: Fantasy, Reincarnation, Adventure, Action, Monsters, God's, Goddesses, Evil Religions, Manipulative Characters, Cunning Protagonist, Mystery. -------- Cover Editor: @KCChakry [A big bully]

EternalNightLotus · Fantasy
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330 Chs

A Call to Arms

Seeing the destruction caused by the colossal beast, I didn't want to end up as one of its casualties and so, I fled as fast as I could.

Eventually, we made it out of the bone valley and the ape's forest by extension, but not once did I dare to look back. 

However, our near fatality was completely lost on the two brats accompanying me.

Morgana began hissing fiercely at the fleeing scorpions, extremely excited to see the creatures driven to retreat, and she even stared eagerly at the corpses of the defeated with hunger, like she wanted to stop and collect them before fleeing.

Meanwhile, the dark fae cheered loudly, immensely thrilled at the bumpy escape ride.

[Let's do that again! That was fun!]

I wanted to facepalm.

Perhaps they overestimated my capabilities – didn't they see I was fleeing for my life?

That colossal ape was dangerous, and I was so glad to make it out alive.

But I kept thinking…what now?