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Why Did You Summon Me?

Imagine being forced to live, after death, as incorporeal bodies trapped in a vast space of nothingness for thousands of years, with nothing to do but exchanging past memories with other cohabitants (read: weirdos). Everybody wanted out, but there was no way to leave the Void... Until one day, a young man was finally summoned, as a powerful but reluctant mentor, by a bubbly and motivated but completely naive young girl. Baiyi, finally out of the Void, was the only one who could save all of the other 32 souls from their prison and his summoner might just be The Key to their freedom. However, Baiyi had to use the techniques and abilities the other souls had taught him throughout the years, and together with his own extensive knowledge of anime and game tropes from his shady and dangerous past as an otaku, to face the biggest challenge of them all: training the clumsy young girl he was forced to partner up with… into a competent sorcerer!

Sixteenth Basket of Mantaos · Fantasy
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621 Chs

Not Really A Position For Me

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

"Father? Father!"

The youngest son, the pride of Prince Rowan, shook his father's shoulders hard.

The newly-titled Prince finally roused from his fear-induced trance and trembled. He used to palm to rub his forehead, then he stared at the palm. The skin was soaked in glistening cold sweat.

"Father, what happened?" The young prince asked.

The Prince shook his head. The terror was still lingering within his heart. He thought he had seen everything under the sun, including an Armageddon, so he was logically immune to every sort of mortal terror — but that was not the case at all.

When Baiyi had made his rejection clear, Prince Rowan felt like an ant facing an ancient, towering mountain.

He gulped even more wine, letting it slush and whirl within his belly in order to ease himself. As his color returned to his face, he fell into a deep contemplation, 'Just who is Master Hope? Why does he emit a mien far more lethal than death?'