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Records of Rebirth

Aurelia Ross was a normal girl who had it all planned. Stay out of trouble, take care of your siblings, get into College. Nothing too out of the ordinary. However, due to forces outside of her control she has been reborn. The gods deemed her fate short and unfulfilled, so they placed her into a new world, granting her a second chance at life. Born on the planet of Aeon, in a vast underground world teeming with creatures. She will build a new life, and rewrite past wrongs so she can finally be happy. There's only one small problem. She's no longer human and everything in her new environment is either trying to eat her or feed her to their children. But its not all bad. She has the unique skill [Devour] that let's her gain the abilities of anything she kills. In a new world with its own set of rules, will this be enough to triumph, or will she need more wit than magic? Can Aurelia get strong enough to survive or will she get devoured before she gets to enjoy her new life? -------- This story will contain multiple POV's further down the line. But for now it mostly focuses on Aurelia, her nestlings and their adventures. Don't go in expecting romance, you will be disappointed. -------- Genres: Fantasy, Reincarnation, Adventure, Action, Monsters, God's, Goddesses, Evil Religions, Manipulative Characters, Cunning Protagonist, Mystery. -------- Cover Editor: @KCChakry [A big bully]

EternalNightLotus · Fantaisie
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A Queen's Dominance

[I'm not here to pick sides.] I angrily hissed at her, no longer bothering to pretend. [I'm only honouring the will of a friend.]

[Friend?] The queen's tone was full of ridicule. [You are something like a pet, fun for only a while. As soon as he gets bored, he will kill you and offer your body to me.]

[My children could betray, and attack their own queen, in favour of a new one - what makes you think he is any different? What makes you think he will hesitate to kill you?] 

Like the missing piece of a puzzle, it finally fell into place and I understood the nature of her demise. The bloodstained room wasn't something that simply existed as an accident. Her words echoed with a bitterness and loathing that was difficult to ignore and I truly felt sorry for her. 

Unfortunately, we had run out of time.

As if someone had thrown a switch, the entrance to the hidden chamber burst open and the swarm of hostile wasps flooded in.