Anit666

A Professional Transmigrator meets a newbie Regressor.
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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.


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How to Raise Your Regressor

"That's how I feel about myself when I stand in front of Samur." Voloha revealed.

"Hueh?" The attendant stupidly grunted.

She could not, for a moment, understand what Voloha was saying. The latter simply smiled at her reaction. It was perfectly natural, after all.

When the meaning of the words did dawn on the attendant, her eyes widened in sheer disbelief.

"H-how is that possible?!" She exclaimed. "You are the Princess of this country, while he's just a boy who was kicked out of his house. You have much more meaning than he possibly could!"

"Just a boy? Samur is just a BOY? Ha!" Voloha scoffed. "You have no idea what you are talking about!" She roared.

"Ah…" The shriek brought Voloha back to her senses, and she felt shame bubbling up inside her. "My apologies, Kanguko. I should not have screamed like that." She bowed her head.

"Ah! Please, do not bow your head to a lowly servant like me, Princess!"

Insignificance