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Reborn As a Goblin With Simulation System

After Dick Grayson's untimely demise, he found himself reborn, not as a human, but as a goblin - frail in stature yet lustful and cunning by nature. A newfound life greeted him with an unusual twist: the Goblin Life Simulation System. This system, ethereal and mysterious, offered him a choice that would shape his new existence. "Congratulations, you have traversed the boundaries of a new worlds," a voice, as old as time itself, echoed in the void around him. "Before you start the simulation of rebirth. Please select your birth mother from these options: A. Saint of the Holy See of Light, a beacon of purity and grace. B. Daughter of an Imperial Noble, born into a life of privilege and power. C. A Seductive and Charismatic Succubus, whose allure is matched only by her cunning. D. A Pure Forest Elf, one with nature and the ancient magics of the forest. Choose wisely, for each brings its own destiny." The air around Dick seemed to shimmer with anticipation, the weight of his choice palpable in the stillness. "Now, select your place of birth," the voice continued, its tone imbued with an air of solemnity. A. The Large Goblin Lair, teeming with life and the harsh struggles of goblin society. B. The Giant Goblin Lair, a place of fierce warriors and unyielding survival. C. The Goblin King's Lair, where intrigue and power plays abound. D. An Ordinary Goblin Lair, humble yet filled with opportunities for the cunning. Each option seemed to unfold in his mind's eye, vivid and distinct, beckoning him to make a choice that would set the course of his new, otherworldly life. #Reborn #Goblin #Elf #+18 #Adult #Magic

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Dick raised his knife, striking swiftly. Mary was suddenly overwhelmed, her consciousness fading as she slumped to the ground, unconscious. Dick then secured her in a corner of the room, his movements methodical and precise.

The room was dimly lit, the only light filtering in through small, grimy windows. The air was thick with the smell of damp wood and stale air. Dick surveyed the room, his eyes lingering on Mary's motionless form. He needed to be sure she was truly alone here, that there were no hidden threats.

Outside, the night was settling in, casting long shadows across the courtyard. Dick called out to the goblin imp, his voice echoing slightly in the still air. "Imp, I've planted your favorite banana flowers outside the courtyard. Keep watch and alert me to any movement."

The goblin imp, upon hearing about the treat, squealed with delight, a high-pitched, eerie sound, and dashed out of the wooden house.