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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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Right and wrong

"Hello ladies," Vafferan greeted them as she took a seat at their table without even confirming with them.

How rude.

"W-when did you arrive?" Arteria asked a bit nervously.

"That's rude. I've been here since the beginning," Vafferan squinted, appearing to be hurt by Arteria's question.

"Wha?!"

"So you were eavesdropping on us," Neia sighed.

She really hoped Vafferan would stop misusing her powers.

"Eavesdrop? You make it sound bad," Vafferan shook her finger. "I was just passing by when I noticed the depressing aura surrounding the table and heard my name being mentioned."

'Fuck, was I really that depressed?' Arteria bit her lips.

"Also, a bit of advice. You probably shouldn't discuss such matters right in the middle of a crowded cafeteria."

"That's… a fair point," Neia couldn't refute that.

In hindsight, having such a discussion in a public place was really not the most tactical decision on her part.