TheLastMan

Do deities play practical jokes on mortals? My new life in a new world is gratifying, so far, but I can't help but wonder why. There are no men and these women are ridiculous.
One all-female race after another, in this part of the world, at least. Amazons, Elves, and Fairies; each with strange quirks and bizarre personalities. I keep collecting more of them as I try to carve out a place for myself in this world.

Author's Notes:
I intend this to be a lighthearted comedy, as well as a fun and intriguing power fantasy. I won't write anything disturbing, and I will make it as funny as I can.

11/21/24 I only just noticed that the webnovel reader changes my formatting. I was using an extra space between paragraphs to denote a scene change. Please leave a comment if you find any confusing parts.

11/30/24 I'm going on a trip I've been planning for a while in a couple days. I will try to keep writing and publishing while I'm away, but I expect a slower pace.

12/22/24 I've had some technical and creative difficulties writing for the past few days. But I assure you, as long as people keep reading this and I don't get too many bad reviews, I will keep writing this.

Reincarnated In A World of Silly Women

I took one of George's hands out of storage and held it at the end of George's wrist.

"Is this the right hand?" I said, absentmindedly thinking aloud. "No, this is the left hand, which is right, as in correct."

George was still pale faced and he watched me so nervously.

"Don't worry. I'll make sure I put you back together correctly." I continued, feeling pretty bad for the guy. George closed his eyes and let out a long sigh of pent up anxiety.

As I healed his hand at the area where it was severed, I influenced his magic to go back into the severed hand. After fiddling with it for a moment, George's inherent magic seemed to recognize the hand as his. Then, my restoration magic started working as normal. From there, it healed rapidly.

Understanding One Another