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First To Reincarnate

Death. It began washing over the earth like a plague. The plague being the sudden appearance of powerful monsters, destroying cities and killing anyone that stood in their way. But when a young boy gets confronted by these monsters, he doesn’t run or feel an ounce of fear in the face of death. He wanted to die, he wished for it. His wish… Granted. But in death comes rebirth, a new opportunity. But very few that have died to the waves of monsters have been given the opportunity, the opportunity to reincarnate together to the ground zero of this multiversal disaster. To save that world and many worlds including their own. But the very same boy decides a new route for himself. A new route for a new life. One he would hope would be better than his last. Separating from the rest that reincarnates. Being the first to reincarnate. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Warning AI is used to make the images as I can't draw whatsoever and I'm too broke to hire an artist. This novel does contain gore and smut, but hopefully, the R18 tag insinuates that. I'm writing this for fun and while I do check over my work there may be some writing or grammatical errors. Very Sorry. Please feel free to support me or my work and any comments or questions I will try my best to reply to. This is my first ever proper work and my first contracted work so I hope you enjoy it! Tags: Reincarnation, Harem, Fantasy, Yuri (only mentioned), Smut, R-18, Fantasy, Action, Adventure, Magic, Ecchi, Overpowered, Weak to Strong

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Ch 158 - Elven Kingdoms Quest (1)

Sleeping in a cave wasn't as bad as people might have thought. Albion had given Tura the comfiest pillows and the warmest and largest blanket he could find. He also had the body heat of Tura so it was comfortable. Even in her strong firm hug, it was comfortable. She was much warmer than anyone he had touched and that may have been because of her large size and nature as a High Orc.

But now Tura was getting a chance at real freedom. Already outside looking at the blue skies and the sun. At the edge of the capital city with a large stone bunker entrance behind her. It was her specially made prison for how big she was. But now she was out, though surrounded by knights with weapons, with Abion in front of her with a specially made slave collar.

Albion: Are you really sure you want to be my mate?