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

"I, Cyrus, first prince of the kingdom of Blumund and rightful heir to the throne, will put an end to your vile schemes, you wild creatures!" Cyrus declared, holding up his golden sword, its brilliance unmatched among all the knights' weapons. "I shall defend this kingdom! I will protect my people!"

He unleashed a blast of fire toward the approaching werewolves. Yet, the flames barely fazed them, dissipating harmlessly against their tough, resilient skins.

In a swift move, one of the werewolves closed in, and delivered a blow that fractured part of Cyrus's golden armor, leaving him off-balance. His heart raced as he realized the danger he faced, narrowly escaping a serious threat. He realized that he could died in that attack.

The werewolf fixed him with a fierce, unwavering gaze, readying for another strike. Cyrus cursed inwardly, regretting he hadn't learned any spells for teleportation or flying. Otherwise he could be using them to make his escape.

55. Cummed to death