Polite_Sibanda

Livik was a 14 year old orphaned boy who was hated and despised by everyone in his kingdom for reasons he never knew. One day, some bandits played an act to get rid of him, and unfortunately or fortunately, he was killed that day. 
When he opened his eyes again, he found himself in a timeless calm realm where he met the goddess of reincarnation who reincarnated him in another world where he was reborn as the third prince of the kingdom of Bullard. 
But unknown to him, being reincarnated into this world wasn't out of sheer luck. The goddess of reincarnation, Elena had plans to use him in her long plotted game. 
As luck would have it, he was also reborn as the God of Dreams—a deity who's responsibility was to protect people's dreams at all costs even when it meant fighting nightmare monsters and sleep paralysis demons sent by the old hag— a powerful witch who was sealed away in the realm of the forgotten dreams. 

He met Miriamelody, a fox girl who was a guardian of the Dreamland, then later met Athena and Sharia. These three ladies became his servants and the only people he cared about in this world. Now read this story to find out why exactly the God of Reincarnation reincarnated Livik and how he'd react when he finds out he's been on her game his entire life. 

Note: Story might contain sexual scenes and demon-human intimacy. Add it to your collection. I promise, it's interesting.

The Adventures Of Athena And The Otherworlder

[Guys, honestly, what was prince Zander thinking yesterday?]

[That was wild, wasn't it. And l wonder who that woman was. She looked rather... strange.]

[Yeah, no kidding. I can't believe they actually had sex in the corridor with everyone watching.]

[Its crazy! But it was damn intimate. I got turned on by watching them.]

The palace maids were gossiping with one another while cleaning. From yesterday, prince Zander changed when he met Nyldra. The quiet prince who didn't like attention or speaking a lot was gone. Now he was showing his true colors.

He no longer bothered to show the king any respect. To him, they were nothing more than scraps of garbage. The only person who mattered to him in this world was by his side, and everyone else was just trash.

"So, what are we going to do now, darling?" Nyldra asked, running her fingers across his bare chest. They were lying together in his room.

43. The god of calamity, or the god of dreams. Who is stronger?