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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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Dead men tell tales

Before Arteria could leave, something caught her leg and stopped her.

"Hmm?" Upon looking back, she found the cat grabbing her leg. "He's sleeping, Mr. Cat. We'll have to come back later."

She might as well go apologise to Ely for making her prepare so much food for her during a busy morning.

She'll have to ask Azell to give her a bonus, and maybe treat her to a meal or a drink.

"Meow," the cat shook his head then went and scratched at the door.

"You want me to go in right now?"

"Mew," the cat nodded.

The cat was rather smart. Then again, it was not just a mere cat but the familiar of the best witch of this town.

"What happened?" Neia asked as she looked back at the two.

"The cat wants me to go in right now."

"What?"

"Yeah."

"Now might not be the best time to apologise to him."

They still remembered the time when they had huddled up together while Samur and Noelle were arguing.