JayModii

"Did I get reincarnated as... A HARPY?!"

After having lived a life full of anguish, betrayal and the constant pressures of having to make his parents proud, 17 year old Simon Cavil found himself at death's door after being accidentally run over by a Truck. 

His blurry and lifeless eyes gazed into the skies and he saw birds flying freely in the skies above him and felt envious of their freedom.
Under his dying breath he muttered: "I wish I was as free as those birds."

And just like that his wish was granted, and he now found himself in a perilous fantasy world where he must either adapt or perish!

Sovereign Of The Skies

Berkah slowly made his way toward the bloodied torso of the once proud King, Zarathian.

Berkah staggered a little bit, his vision growing cloudy and his limbs going numb, the scales adorning him concealing his bare naked frame.

[I've never used that much Mana in one go before... I feel even worse than I did after tanking that pillar of light.]

Despite feeling like he would collapse at any given moment, Berkah stubbornly forced himself to stand upright.

The holographic walls directly behind him flickered like a broken screen, changing between the illusion of an endless forest and the endless darkness that it concealed.

"Huff... Huff... No... Please. "

Zarathian's lethargic pleas rang out in his ears, prompting him to turn his attention from walls back to the Dark Elf King.

"Please? How shameless can you be..."

Dryad (1)