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The Goddess' Champion

The world of Sandoria suffers in silence; with the reign of the tyrant God Lucius finished under the might of the Demon Emperor, Hero and Witch Queen... a new Goddess is chosen to take over this deranged world... but, she is not respected or accepted by her citizen. In a sad world where love no longer exists, opulent ladies are criticised for being too slow and inefficient due to their 'bounciness', and handsome men are rejected for being 'too pretty for the battlefield'; The Goddess sighs and looks around, finding the one that shall enforce her will. With her sight set on Constantine de Castile, a retired Conqueror and Great Emperor from a lower world- one that upon his death summoned the wrath of a patron god for reasons and sins he had no idea he committed- she decided, that's the one. The past is the key to locking feelings away as the two beings shall work together to give the world of Sandoria a better future. The path will be difficult, magic abounds, and the wickedness of a world filled with multiple races shall engulf Constantine, and if that wasn't enough, he also has to bear with that silly voice talking in his head. "I don't want to hear you..." [Analizing nutrient...] "I... don't want to hear you..." [Burning spell is useful in this case...] "I'm just boiling water... leave me alone." [You're not as handsome as your attitude depicts you to be, old Emperor.] "At least I have a face..." [I can make a face as well!] "Good, do so and let me slap it!" #Harem, #Romance, #Action, #System, #Comedy, #Fantasy, #Magic, #Vintage, #Adventure, #Worldbuilding, #Reverseworld, #weaktostrong, #GeniusMC, #Gods, #Werebeasts, #Elves, #Demons, #Creatures, #Magic, #ShrewdMC, #StrongtoStronger, #Plotwist ** ** Check up my Discord for Illustrations https://discord.gg/68Entk7Zs7

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Tree of Certainty I

*WHOOSH!!*

Precision and swiftness.

Constantine's steps revered through the forest like void gales. His speed faster and sharper senses, it didn't take long before he came to a realisation.

'Werebeasts are the best!'

As a warrior and knight, no one could tell him more precisely what abilities were more necessary when it came to fighting, scheming and even fleeing.

Speed, muscle tension, reaction speed, sense and why not? gallantry.

By becoming a werelion the increase in all those aspects, particularly in the gallantry department, was abysmal.

*BOOOOOOMMMMM!!!!*

His mind and consciousness sought both Nia and Zamira in the forest as he headed south following the trail of corpses he left behind until they disappeared, but the other part of himself, the new predator, would desire to at least implant a good bite into anything that moved in this forest.

'I can't control these senses properly... they're overwhelming.'