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SELFDOM: A Goddess' Odyssey

IN RE-EDITING PROCESS! (Current progress: 17/150) ------------------------------ After an accident during a trip with her friends, Itziar awoke on a mysterious island deep in a rainforest full of fearsome beasts. Her memories were chaotic. She didn't know who she was or how she had ended up there, but even though she remembered little, she instinctively knew that something was different about her. 〚 Welcome back! 〛 〚 Reconnecting systems...〛 〚 0%... 18%... 27%... 〛 The presence of a strange system bombarding her with notifications only added to her feeling of surrealism. Determined to escape the rainforest and regain her memory, she encounters a group of humans with strange magical powers and decides to make a deal with them. However, behind the deceitful and seductive appearances of the people around her, lurked perverse desires and dark ambitions. Soon, the human race will prove to be the real threat to her very existence. 〚 48% 〛 And the more the synchronization of the system increased, the more she felt that something in her was being corrupted. Or perhaps, returning to its original state. A human with extraordinary powers, a beast wearing human skin, or simply a monstrosity glorified as a goddess on an altar forged in blood. ------------------------------ Dark and epic fantasy, slow-burn romance, adventure, true friendship, psychological. Ruthless, clumsy, sardonic, and reeeeally strong FL ;) Don't forget to drop some reviews! ------------------------------ I wanted to let you know that I haven't updated in a while because I've been busy re-editing everything. The story won't change its current course, BUUUT I've changed the prologue and many other details that didn't convince me. I'll be back SOON with a SUPER improved version of SELFDOM. I'm proud of how it's turning out, so I hope you like it too!

SleeplessRaven · Fantasy
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149 Chs

Our origin

A sigh of relief escaped Itziar upon seeing a familiar face.

Aris gently touched Itziar's face, carefully massaging the wrinkles that had formed between her eyebrows.

"Are you alright? You seemed to be remembering something bad," Aris asked nervously.

Noticing that Itziar wanted to get up, she walked away. Itziar sat on the ground and hugged her shoulders, rubbing them in an attempt to eliminate the sensation of the man's hands on her skin.

Not receiving an answer, Aris's concern escalated.

"Did it happen again?" Aris approached Itziar again, scrutinizing her pale face. "You've been acting like this ever since you absorbed the Eloah from the flowers."

Itziar blinked slowly trying to process what she had heard and looked at Aris modestly. The next moment, her eyes widened.

"I'm fine, it's until I get used to it," Itziar replied indifferently.

[Didn't you have short hair?], her true voice echoed inside her head.