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Astral Pet Store

What’s not to love about my new life after transmigrating into a Pet-centered world? There are mighty creatures that come in all shapes and sizes. They can either be cuddly companions, helpers in your daily life, daring scouts or strong fighters. Or all of the above. Not bad, huh? I have a family, but the fact is completely overshadowed by my younger sister. She thoroughly hates my guts, and she makes sure that I know this. Every. Single. Day. Did I mention that she’s disgustingly talented while I am a bottom feeder? A terribly handsome one at that. I have free rein to run the family business on my own. A small and quaint Pet Store. It should have been great if not for the fact that the previous owner of this body was born with ZERO affinity to handle Astral Pets… It wouldn’t be a proper transmigration without a gimmick or a system to pave my road to greatness, don’t you think? I have one, but I don’t know if I would be better off without it… Welcome to the World of Astral Pets!

Bottom Feeder who became the strongest

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Night fell, and the tavern gradually became lively. Adventurers were bragging about their recent spoils, the female servers danced like butterflies among the tables, and the bard in the corner played his lute, singing a sultry ditty. At that moment, the tavern door was pushed open, and a burly adventurer walked in from the darkness. "Hey, isn't that the 'Feeder' Bartlett?" someone recognized the newcomer. "He's long stopped being the 'Feeder.' He's now 'Undead Enemy,' 'Devil Slayer,' 'Mage Ally,' 'Crystal Wall Guardian,' and 'Legendary Adventurer' Bartlett!" someone rebutted loudly. "Bartlett, tell us one of your stories." The man named Bartlett took a hearty swig of rye wheat beer, and as the crowd's expectant eyes fell upon him, he began, "It was a bright afternoon, and I was riding a horse, preparing to go to..."

Augustus' Demeure

Augustus Revera was arguably the most brutal monarch in the Iastriogus Dominion. A king so cruel, demoralising, and completely horrible that no one wanted to be near him, his governance, albeit badly skewed, was something to marvel at. Building an empire from the ground up, from nothing. A capable dictator, brutal to those who try to stop him yet compassionate to those close to him. His mansion is currently deteriorating after several centuries. Everything he laboured for was now in his archnemesis' bloodline. Nothing but an old dilapidated home appeared before Athelstan; he was brought here, despite the fact that he knew it was his, to begin with, to atone for a crime he did not commit. Now that he is imprisoned, he must explore in order to survive and discover if there is anything left for him. Will he be able to discover what occurred? Why did his great-grandfather's descendants become bottom feeders?