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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The cover photo obviously does not belong to me.

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How to Raise Your Regressor

Sometimes, his genius, it scared him.

Who else could look so far ahead into the future and lay such nasty traps using nothing but words?

Anyway, he'll have all the time to marvel at his own genius later; right now, he has to deal with the people in front of him.

Jennifer was under the impression that the Elixir was shown to them in order to control them.

She obviously couldn't be more wrong; if Samur really wanted to control them, he would have created an incurable disease, afflicted them with it, and then controlled them with its antidote.

Even if he wanted to use the Elixir, he would have targeted the family members of everyone present here and left them in a condition which could only be healed by an Elixir.

Then he would have given them that Elixir in exchange for their undying loyalty.

Right now, the Elixir was nothing more than a potion which could save their lives in the FUTURE.

Impregnable castle