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

This is sed, Alexa play Despacito.

Despondent over the failure of my joke, I opened the door and stepped inside.

"Well I don't know that word means, but I know that I would fall into your trap by asking you what it means," Azell replied as he saw me.

Huh, so I was defeated by Azell's smart decision-making skills? Wow.

"Anyway, do you need me for something?" He asked.

"Okay," he put his pen down (just what the fuck is he doing that he's always holding a pen and going through documents whenever I come in here). "How may I help you?"

"Well, to be more precise, it wasn't me who needed you."

Needless to say, the reason I said something like this out aloud right in the middle of Azell's office is that Noelle is not here.

Samur Professional Bullshiter Eckart