Jophiel_Doctora
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Jophiel_Doctora2yrCommentedCh 88 ARC EIGHT:CH-8.8- Jophiel_Doctora2yrCommentedCh 87 ARC EIGHT:CH-8.7
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Author sama mentioned me! I'm so happy!
WARNING: SMUT SCENE. YA ALL THIRSTY FELLAS. SINCE SOME OF YOUR WERE UNSATISFIED WITH THE SMEXY SCENES HERE YOU GO! TO SATISFY YOUR GREED. SINCE I AM ALSO IN THIS GANG I WILL INDULGE YOU GUYS A LITTLE BIT WITH SMEXY HOT STUFF. SHOUT OUT TO JOPHIEL FOR THIS INDULGING CHAPTER. - Jophiel_Doctora2yrCommentedCh 86 ARC EIGHT:CH-8.6
- Jophiel_Doctora2yrCommented[Disclaimer: There will be smut throughout this and future chapters. Enjoy my lovelies~]
- Jophiel_Doctora2yrCommentedCh 77 World 4.6
- Jophiel_Doctora2yrCommentedCh 76 World 4.5
- Jophiel_Doctora2yrCommentedCh 74 Father Rutger's obsession (R-18)
- Jophiel_Doctora2yrCommentedCh 40 DEPARTING
- Jophiel_Doctora2yrCommentedCh 289 Prometheas
- Jophiel_Doctora3yrCommented
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The Yin Demon finally died. - Jophiel_Doctora3yrCommentedCh 64 World 3.18
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ta da! endless water supply!
The garden's thirst was quenched, even the 'sick' plants looked somehow healthier and more vigorous. He spent those first two days using the 'magically' refilling bottle to water his precious plants. He planted the remaining seedlings out then planted some more vegetable seeds in the second bedroom as his food supply was wearing thin and he did not know how to get more otherwise. He had never needed to worry before! - Jophiel_Doctora3yrCommented
ah a transwoman
She groaned, and got out of bed, heading into the cramped bathroom. There was a shower/bath combo and toilet, next to the sink. Above the sink was the mirror/cabinet where she kept her hormones. She took out one vial, noted that she was running low on injections, and began filling it up. - Jophiel_Doctora3yrCommented
whats nine plus ten? 21=total blindness
When I wasn't going over the magical tech and having secret meetings with Ms. Kang and Dr. Larsson, I was spending most of the time refining what I was now calling "The Gamer Ability." I still hadn't been able to completely solve the HP problem yet. It was now able to do larger groups of people, but once it hit exactly 21, immediate blindness. - Jophiel_Doctora3yrCommented
this seems like he was born in 70's
But here. The music is just...incomprehensible. There are so many sounds and songs and emotions and everything, jammed together in forms and patterns I had never heard before. Never in my life would I ever have thought music could be enjoyable. But here I am, enjoying this "pop music." Whoever this "Britney S*ears" lady is must be an absolute genius. - Jophiel_Doctora3yrCommented
well, they got you bamboozled, tricked with lies and deception. merchants, masters of such arts
This would mean my plans to control this world will have to change. Instead of taking this world by power, I need to be more slippery, more...merchant-like. If the merchants of this world were anything like those of my previous world, then they would have ways to deal with mages such as myself, even if they don't know what a mage is. Indeed, aside from other mages, my worst enemies from my previous world had all been merchants, with their tricky deals and half-promises. - Jophiel_Doctora3yrCommented
die you capitalist scum
Merchants. - Jophiel_Doctora3yrCommented
hmm so what species was our protagonist in this human color and race scheme?
Also, it seemed like I was now one of the Ghost Folk. Those northern nomads with skin as white as snow. I was shocked at first, but I guess it only made sense. I could've reincarnated as any person, an Alvian, Mestoal, Gershevial...I guess a Ghostie was never off the table. - Jophiel_Doctora3yrCommented
ha, quite pervy for a newborn
On the bright side, at least it seems like I've been born into a wealthy family. A family that can afford to paint portraits of stern men to look down on babies in their cots. I'd much prefer if it were a stern woman, but I can at least appreciate the artistry. I had a couple of my own portraits hung up in my room when I was a king. I could appreciate a well-painted man.