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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

Mr. Kidnapper

"T-the sniper is back!?" The second mage exclaimed the moment he saw his companion die a pretty gruesome death.

Hadn't they sent an assassin after the sniper? The assassin, of course, was one of the elites. The best of this organisation, yet they somehow failed in taking out a single sniper?

And as if that wasn't enough, the sniper had repositioned.

This could only mean one thing; the assassin had been taken out instead.

Ironic.

"J-just want kind of monsters-" Of course, before he could finish his words, his head exploded.

"Boom, headshot," Samur chuckled lightly.

Neia's 'conversion process' was coming along really nicely.

It was only a matter of time before she turned into a full-fledged killing machine. Combined with her healing powers, she would become a force to be reckoned with.

Nice.

Samur really enjoyed making the people around him forces to be reckoned with.