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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_

Anit666 · Fantasy
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240 Chs

Extravagant Celebration

"Please enjoy your meal."

"You too."

Aw, fuck.

However, the waitress simply giggled, then put her hand over her mouth, "I'm sorry, that was inappropriate of me."

"I'm just glad you liked my joke."

"Well, it's not everyday that we see humour like yours."

…At this point, I have no idea whether this woman genuinely found it funny or is just acting along to keep me from feeling embarrassed.

"As they say, humour is a man's virtue."

"Aww, how cute." She smiled. "I can already see you stealing the hearts of women when you grow up."

"Yours is the only one I desire."

"I'll be waiting for you, then." The waitress giggled, visibly pleased.

Wait, when did women start liking random men flirting with them instead of saying 'Fuck off, creep'? Just what kind of shitty societal system is this world running on?

Ah, right. I'm a child. She probably thought nothing of my compliment.