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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.

DrunkImmortalCat · แฟนตาซี
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The Reader And His Prey

"Let me pour you a drink, Chief-Hunter! You did save all of our lives after all," Hans said as he pulled up a few glasses and a bottle of whiskey.

"Thank you, I just did what I had to," I responded with a smile.

He poured a glass for each of us and placed the bottle back in his cabinet.

"To your great deeds!" He brought the glass up.

*Clang.* Our cups touched a toast was made.

"Now, what brings your esteemed self to my small guild?" he asked with a smile.

"I need the services of your guild, I hear it's the best in the capital," | replied, my tone measured.

Hans leaned forward, his eyes narrowing with interest. "And what sort of services might those be?" he inquired, his voice tinged with curiosity. I could tell that his show of 'humility' was false from his expression.

"I need a team for a trip," | stated plainly, my gaze steady.

Hans's lips curved into a thin smile.