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Transmigrated as an Instant Dinner with a Bonus!

Welcome to the enigmatic tale of Reinhart Glast, a warrior wrapped in a hard hat, hit by a storm of misfortune in his prime years. Threatened by Parkinson's Disease, his world crumbles into a heap of depression, pushing him to the edge of despair. As he contemplates death, life serves him a bittersweet twist - instead of oblivion, Reinhart's existence is whisked away to another realm, where he is plated as... an instant dinner? Fork your way through the unfathomable world of Fallenia, a simmering cauldron across dimensions, where the air stirs with magical energy known as Mana, and humanoid dragons, the Dralkons, color the sky. At the heart of this world lies the Roost of Grammel, where Queen Maze sits on the overheated throne, ensnared in a whirlwind of conspiracy and strife. With her kingdom on the razor's edge of chaos, the heat of politics blisters relentlessly. In the spice-ridden milieu of Maze's royal tribulations, our unlikely hero Reinhart appears, struggling to digest his peculiar fate. Their paths merge in an unusual mélange of destiny and dire need, as they bite into the thick crust of Fallenia's challenges. The epic adventure of this duo cooks up the central plot of our story, as they navigate the cauldron of deception, whip up alliances, and serve their enemies with defeat. "Transmigrated as a Magic Dinner with a Bonus!" invites you to a banquet of emotions steeped in serendipity, marinated in unpredictability, and peppered with danger. Side servings of robust courage and simmering hope accompany magical entrées, all garnished with a dose of humor that refreshes the narrative platter. It’s more than just a saga — it’s a lavish buffet for your imagination. Hold your spoon of anticipation and dive in, but be forewarned: this is a sizzling tale, likely to set your excitement aflame and tantalize your literary palate. Enjoy your meal!

Magic_ · Fantasi
Peringkat tidak cukup
66 Chs

Saucy Secrets and Simmering Suspicions

"Long ago, the Dralkons were known by a different name. Dragons. Large majestic creatures with intelligent minds and control over Mana. We of Vashkram had been known to fight and war, but it was mostly out of boredom. Our kind had lived together for tens of thousands of years, even before my birth."

Reinhart sighed and then flicked his finger twice. As he did, comfortable chairs grew from the ground. While he knew and could feel Sprout still fighting the Feral Dralkon, or Dragon as he had thought. Unfortunately, Reinhart was at the mercy of this strange Dralkon, so he thought they might as well be comfy.

"Oh?" Gresh mused as he looked at the chair behind himself. "Even in the presence of your perceived enemy, you offer an olive branch? You have to know this will not make me speed up my story?"