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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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It’s a gift

A pleasant wind blew and rustled my hairs, calming my supercharged nerves and cooling my body.

Alas, there were no trees atop his cliff to rustle, so the ambience was not as nice as it could have been.

The wind was helping blow away the smell of blood, however.

I looked down and sure enough, it was a long way down. If I fall, I shouldn't survive.

Then I looked back and sure enough, all of those wankers were dead. None of them would suddenly wake up due to a bullshit plot armour and try to stop me.

These fuckers actually had the audacity to stop me from jumping down this cliff and ending my life. I tried to reason with them, but they didn't relent so I was left with no choice but to send them ahead of me.

That's what you get for getting in my way, idiots.

Anyway, with their deaths, there should be no one left to care for me. Nice.

Now then, let's end this-

⟦I care.⟧

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