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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_

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Imma be late

"Ah, is it that?" Neia suddenly exited her 'to be or not to be' state and looked up at me.

I can only wonder what weird conclusion this dumbass has arrived at now.

Whatever it is, I'm sure it couldn't be far from the truth.

She must have looked too deeply into my words and actions and arrived at an answer that's literally on the opposite end of the spectrum. Classic Neia.

You know what? Let's hear it.

I want to know just how wrong she is.

"Is that what?"

"Are you perhaps annoyed at Clementine because she tried to deliberately put her life in danger?"

"…"

That's… within my expectations, actually.

This just confirms my suspicions about how this Dragon sees me.

Neia seems to think that I believe my own life has no worth but the lives of others have.

And I do believe that, but in a way different than what she imagines it to be.