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A Reader’s Regression

[Support the work by adding to library and donating stones, golden tickets, and gifts. privilege is also available.] [Book really shines after the 50th chapter, so stick with it, you’ll love it, I promise!] Orphaned from birth, I lived a lonely and tough life, only finding solace in a novel I read. I was lonely so I enjoyed the hero’s friendships. I was weak so I enjoyed the hero’s strength. I was poor so I enjoyed the hero’s wealth. I lived through the hero’s eyes and was content… But in the end my bleak life pushed me to a depressing death on my desk. ….. Thankfully, while my soul was going through an unknown space, fate had other plans. A dying god’s last words granted me a second life in the novel I had lived vicariously through. This time I will not be weak, this time I will not be lonely, and this time I will find others to love!. Armed with the system, i’ll see the ending with my own eyes! A major theme for this book is Oneness/Simplification/return to origin so that things never get annoying or overwhelming.

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174 Chs

I’m Sorry, You Can’t Rest Yet

I gazed at the ceiling, feeling a lethargy of the soul.

My back felt heavy, carrying countless wills, carrying countless lives, carrying my own soul.

'You're just a failed engineer, a weak man,' a part of me whispered.

'Aut Vincere Aut Mori' another part practically shouted. (Victory Or Death)

The whispers were many, each one threatening to change me in its own way.

'Do I kill myself or do I kill them all?'

'Everything we want, the peace, the joy, the love, will require unfathomable violence.'

'Should we die, will those in the capital vouch for our efforts? or will they curse our failures?'

My thoughts struck at my core, each whisper pulling me in a different direction. What was I? John Avery, Alistair Cassian Fellsword, or a different failure.

'Kill yourself, progress is suffering. Comfort is ease.'

These were my thoughts, laid bare. Dark, cruel, cold, and innumerable.