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How to Raise Your Regressor

A Professional Transmigrator meets a newbie Regressor. ❄️❄️❄️ He lived an average, fulfilling life and died of old age. The next moment, he opened his eyes as the Princess of Asmaria. While looking forward to his new life, he died again. And so began his 151,897,914th life as Samur Eckart. Samur is a Professional Transmigrator- or so he says, as he gets transmigrated into a new world every time he dies. However, each time, his memories return only moments before his death. If he successfully survives, he gets to live that life, if he dies, well, he just moves on to his next moment of death. Once again on the verge of death as Samur, he’s saved at the last moment by a young boy. Surprise, surprise, the young boy is a Regressor. As a man of honour, Samur intends to repay his debt then leave because the world is too inconvenient to live in. Well, that’s what he thought, at least, but the Regressor and his friends are kind of… weird, and he can’t seem to get away at all? However, not everything is as it seems. Samur’s whims have made him the part of an eternal lie. Shadows dance in glee as they concoct a requiem far grander than anyone can imagine, while the Lights tremble in delight as the apocalypse threatens the Universe. The dies have been cast, the play has been written, the characters are on the stage, and the sacrifices have been made. And so, it’s finally time to let this game begin. ~~~~~~~~ The cover photo obviously does not belong to me. Discord: https://discord.gg/qxmPDzXYTZ Instagram: @_anit666_

Anit666 · Fantasie
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Danger

"And for the first trial run, I will be going to the Old Blood Guild," I replied.

Of course, satisfying my curiosity was a large part of why I created this exchange program and why I was volunteering to be the first test subject, it was not the only reason.

Making a fake secret organisation is harder than one would expect. It requires precision and efficiency that not many are capable of.

So even if I am just pleasing my easily distracted mind, I still need to be efficient about it.

In other words, there's another reason I have chosen Old Blood Guild; Jennifer.

I need a suitable pawn, and after going through the records of everyone who attended my Seminar stayed and till the end (minus the Guild Master of the Blue Orca Guild whose name I have already forgotten), I determined that Jennifer was the best possible candidate for being the pawn.

Well, if we are considering her usefulness in chess terms, it would be more apt to call her 'Queen'.