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The last life of a transmigrator: The interstellar age.

A young man lived many lives. He lived as a cultivator in a world of Wuxia, a Saint, a sword master, a leader in the apocalypse, a doctor, a chef, a robotics and weapons engineer, a half dragon, a elf, a Dyried, a CEO, a Hunter, and much more. And finally his last life in the interstellar era arrived. How will he live? Will the never lived romance be found? What friends, planets and galaxies will be found? and what about the enemies thr treasons and the blood in the way? @great.daoofspace

GreatDaoofspace · LGBT+
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The little tiger.

After reading I put all the books away and went for a walk, in the meantime I took out a bottle of pink lemonade that I left stored in my space.

And I started taking it while observing the environment around me, it was already getting a little dark, and I could hear the noise of birds and the sound of the night with soft winds passing by and as I walked I heard a cat meowing which made me stop. to move and I frowned slightly.

And following the sound, I looked for where it came from and behind a small bush I found a small kitten with white fur, some black stripes with a purple tone.

He was quite cute.

"W…what is the little one doing here"

I got down on my knees on the floor and carefully approached him.

He looked at me for a while and slowly walked over and rubbed his head against my hand.

I smiled softly and touched him and saw a smart bracelet around his neck, but I didn't comment.

And seeing a little tiger and remembering the world I'm in.

I activated my S-Class Skill: Eyes of Odin.

My eyes shone with golden colors and mysterious runes, the power of wisdom and of seeing behind everything that hides.

And indeed, behind the little tiger I saw the silhouette of a boy with white hair and purple eyes.

It seems that he really is an orc…one younger than 4 or 5 years old.

I deactivated my Skill and took him in my arms, looking directly at my face.

"Well, little one, I know you are an Orc. So what are you doing here? Lost from your parents? rebel? Or do they mistreat you? "

When he heard my speech he froze at first and then, and seemed to hesitate, but I didn't ask anything given his age and the fact that he was an Orc and not a normal human, he must have already developed sufficient intelligence and speech capacity.

I didn't pressure him and continued waiting for him to speak with a smile while I touched his fur with care and affection.

And after a while he spoke.

"My parents and family are good, I just want to show that I am a grown-up and capable tiger." He stated raising his chest to assert his ability.

I smiled and started walking with him in my arms.

"I understand, but don't you think your parents would be worried and upset?"

"ummmmm" He didn't respond and after a few seconds as we went to my room I spoke to encourage him.

"I bet they must be sleepless and looking for you everywhere, what do you think about me making you some food and then calling them?"

He seemed to think and spoke.

"Everything… fine… but I want something salty and very delicious… and another day you should make me something sweet"

"Okay" I don't know if we would see each other after that, but it didn't matter.

And soon we arrived in the room and I put him on the sofa, Arno sent me a message saying he went to bed early.

And after placing it there I removed a small wooden square, it was like a small puzzle that needed concentration and detail to open and the use of mental power perception. I gave it to him and taught him how to play, and I also gave him a squirrel plush.

"See if you think it's interesting, it's a good practice, I'll start cooking"

"Okay big brother" He said in his cute childish voice and pretending to be a hero.

And after that I went to the kitchen, to cook I'm going to make a chicken pie, using a very tasty special chicken, with some herbs.

I will need seasoning, herbs, wheat and oat flour, cheddar cheese, and I will need to pluck the chicken.

First I removed the chicken and without letting the Little One see it, I killed it with a small thorn of golden energy in its heart and then I started to remove the feathers, organs, wash and cut the meat, I will also need to cut onions, tomatoes, peppers and other things.

"By the way, little one, what's your name?"

He played with the wooden toy with concentration, trying to open it without brute force.

He was surprised, but soon responded.

"I'm Rafael, and what's your name, brother?"

"I'm Alex, how's the game?"

"Ummmm…it's fun, but difficult" He said, looking at the square slowly and, from what I told him, trying to use his mental power to engage it and understand it better, there were already similar tricks in this world so it wasn't unusual.

"Well, take it easy, it's similar to a training you have on using mental power with dolls to move them slowly"

"Yes…I'm talented and I'm always good at this game that uncle loves to make me play…I'll be able to do it, brother!"

I smiled with confidence at him and was curious about this uncle, controlling toys with mental power happens relatively frequently, but adults limit it to avoid excessive wear on children.

And letting him have fun/train, I started cooking.

After I finished cooking I called little Rafael to eat.

The pies had a crispy appearance and a delicious smell emanated in the air, I made 3 as I was going to leave one for Arno.

"Rafa, how about we eat?"

He, who was already looking at me with drool on his face, quickly nodded and I laughed softly.

I handed him the food and, while we ate, we talked. From what I gathered from his speech, he has a relatively wealthy and influential family, which is plausible given that he managed to get into academia.

After we ate, I put him to watch a short movie and, within a few minutes, he fell asleep lying on my lap.

"Well...little one, now that you're asleep, it's time for me to see where you're from."

I lightly touched the smart bracelet, but as usual it was locked.

"Well, as expected... I just need to remember some old moments... it's been more than two years since I programmed anything specific and longer since I hacked personally..."

I touched my smart bracelet, which, although it looks like the latest bracelet on the market, is not normal, as I personally modified it.

Soon, several wires came out of mine and connected to his bracelet and a holographic screen appeared in front of me.

I stretched my fingers and my eyes were a partial golden color.

I started typing quickly and at high speed.

A few minutes later, I logged in, a symbol from when I wanted to play hacker appeared, a cute little clown like a joker, twirling a candy cane and looking happy and mischievous.

"Oh... certainly not a normal boy. It took longer than usual although not more than 5 minutes."

And a screen with several contacts appeared.