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Records of Rebirth

Aurelia Ross was a normal girl who had it all planned. Stay out of trouble, take care of your siblings, get into College. Nothing too out of the ordinary. However, due to forces outside of her control she has been reborn. The gods deemed her fate short and unfulfilled, so they placed her into a new world, granting her a second chance at life. Born on the planet of Aeon, in a vast underground world teeming with creatures. She will build a new life, and rewrite past wrongs so she can finally be happy. There's only one small problem. She's no longer human and everything in her new environment is either trying to eat her or feed her to their children. But its not all bad. She has the unique skill [Devour] that let's her gain the abilities of anything she kills. In a new world with its own set of rules, will this be enough to triumph, or will she need more wit than magic? Can Aurelia get strong enough to survive or will she get devoured before she gets to enjoy her new life? -------- This story will contain multiple POV's further down the line. But for now it mostly focuses on Aurelia, her nestlings and their adventures. Don't go in expecting romance, you will be disappointed. -------- Genres: Fantasy, Reincarnation, Adventure, Action, Monsters, God's, Goddesses, Evil Religions, Manipulative Characters, Cunning Protagonist, Mystery. -------- Cover Editor: @KCChakry [A big bully]

EternalNightLotus · แฟนตาซี
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Onwards to Freedom!

I sighed with relief as the Nymph leaned back on her wooden perch with a radiant smile. She then consoled the pouting dark fae perched on her palm and I tried to relax as they exchanged a few words.

However, I could not focus on her beautiful appearance at all, as the furthest edges of the stream were lined with enraged tree spirits, all glaring at me in their wet flower garments, and I felt like they would tear me apart in less than a second, if I was to part from the Nymph.

Scary!

And after the Nymph was done talking, she shifted over to sit beside me. And as soon as she touched me, the glares intensified and I heard several disgruntled whispers.

It was uncomfortable.

Technically, I was their ally now, so shouldn't they at least stop glaring? 

But the Nymph pretended not to notice anything and simply leaned against me, with her slender legs crossed, as if to say, 'What's next?"