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Monster Girl Ranching in Another World

In a parallel realm, an ordinary Earthling, Zack "Kazz" Foreman is plunged into a fractured dimension of monstrous worlds, resulting from a cataclysmic event. Humanity stands on the edge of oblivion, manipulated by the sinister Demon King. The Center of Everything, where the King feasts on warriors' torment, once refuse Kazz entry. Stripped of his memories, he tries to regain them with the help of Hero, a strange voice in his head, resetting his own journey. On an uncanny mirror world of Earth, Kazz's humble life spirals from doping scandals to a surprising cave discovery riddled with demons. Fate intertwines him with Hero, a human deity from his past. Their partnership evolves from initial mistrust to form a formidable alliance. In "Monster Girl Ranching in Another World", Kazz takes under his wing an array of monster, and demon girls using the Ranching System, giving them enhancements and abilities. As Kazz ventures to ascend the ranks, controlling the Elements and unearthing his Shamanic powers become his resolute weapons against humanity's looming doom. This extraordinary journey illuminates hope within the darkest corners of existence.

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A Gap to Bridge

Opening my eyes, I let out a yawn.

"Is that really your reaction to this?!" Mati demanded, and I tried to pull my mind back to this moment. This was one problem with spending so much time inside of my head.

"Sorry, but I have been gone for about a week. I was training inside of my head," I explained, but both women just gave me a weird look. That was to be expected, but the weird looks would only intensify as I explained what I was doing for training. Maybe it might be better to just gloss over those parts...

"What do you mean, gone for a week?! You just blinked!" Mati sapped, and I shrugged, pulling out the Scouter, and tossing it to her.

"Check me out. I must have increased a bit," I said, but Mati just glared at me. She had never been in the rings or my head, so I could understand her skepticism. To the girls, I had just blinked my eyes.