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"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

Satisfied with the destruction around him and the dwindling life forces he sensed, Berkah lowered his gaze to his foot, which was saturated in blood, dripping on scorched earth.

"Just where did you go?"

The Third was no longer beneath his foot and was not anywhere else within Berkah's immediate field of vision either, as though he'd vanished into thin air.

[... That's a Griffin, huh? It looks cooler than I imagined it would.]

His eyes lingered on the beast that glared daggers at him, parts of its fur and feathers burnt despite its attempts to shield itself.

Lowering his gaze to the Griffin's talons, Berkah saw Nicolai, who was on the verge of death. The only thing keeping him alive seemed to be the vampiric ability to somewhat regenerate.

But since Nicolai was a half-vampire, his regenerative ability was honestly dismissible, it only served to lessen his hemorrhaging at best.

Attack On Mansire (5)