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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
Not enough ratings
330 Chs

Assembly

[What's going on here?] Typhon asked.

|[Nothing!]| I said with a start.

[Hehe…Nothing…hic.] Ophelia repeated, her body wobbling like string, before immediately collapsing.

|[Ophelia.]| I tried to help her up, but no matter what I did, she remained limp, muttering incoherently while Typhon stared at us with a frown. 

He gave us a once over, incredulous eyes settling on Ophelia's limp form. 

[Are you…what did you drink?] He asked.

|[Shh! Stop speaking]| I immediately stopped Ophelia from replying, lest her drunken rambling ruin everything!

Unfortunately, while I did, Typhon sped over to the bottle, his disapproving stare narrowing at me.

|[It's not what it looks like - ]| I hastily said.

[What is it then?] Typhon glowered at the both of us.

|[It's not poison.]| I offered instead. |[And I didn't know she would become like this.]| 

But his frown only deepened.