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

"Hmm? A cat?" Victor stopped the moment he opened the door of the party hall.

There was a black cat right at his feet, staring at him in what seemed to be apprehension and curiosity.

This cat should not be here, though.

This party hosted several important guests so the security was incredibly tight, so the cat couldn't have just come here by chance. He didn't remember anyone bringing a cat with them either.

It was impossible for the cat to be here, unless…

"What is it doing here… whatever," he brushed the thought aside; he didn't have the time to be thinking about such mundane matters.

Even though the cat looked quite similar to the familiar of that infamous witch, it wasn't important. Not right now, at the very least.

He had an urgent situation at his hand.

The method to create an Artificial Elixir had been discovered.

Normally, he would have doubted such a thing even happening; that's just how absurd it was.

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