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A Professional Transmigrator meets a newbie Regressor. ❄️❄️❄️ He lived an average, fulfilling life and died of old age. The next moment, he opened his eyes as the Princess of Asmaria. While looking forward to his new life, he died again. And so began his 151,897,914th life as Samur Eckart. Samur is a Professional Transmigrator- or so he says, as he gets transmigrated into a new world every time he dies. However, each time, his memories return only moments before his death. If he successfully survives, he gets to live that life, if he dies, well, he just moves on to his next moment of death. Once again on the verge of death as Samur, he’s saved at the last moment by a young boy. Surprise, surprise, the young boy is a Regressor. As a man of honour, Samur intends to repay his debt then leave because the world is too inconvenient to live in. Well, that’s what he thought, at least, but the Regressor and his friends are kind of… weird, and he can’t seem to get away at all? However, not everything is as it seems. Samur’s whims have made him the part of an eternal lie. Shadows dance in glee as they concoct a requiem far grander than anyone can imagine, while the Lights tremble in delight as the apocalypse threatens the Universe. The dies have been cast, the play has been written, the characters are on the stage, and the sacrifices have been made. And so, it’s finally time to let this game begin. ~~~~~~~~ The cover photo obviously does not belong to me. Discord: https://discord.gg/qxmPDzXYTZ Instagram: @_anit666_

A god is bored. This is never a good thing, especially if you are chosen to relieve that boredom. Two people that argue over a fan-fiction are selected to enter a world this god created and prove their arguments by living them! One, a male that realizes that this brutal world is a chance to live out his desires, the other, a female that holds up Earth's values and morals, believing that just because the world changes, a person does not change their personality. This story follows the male's point of view. If you want to support me for some advanced chapters. https://www.patreon.com/Chado_Sama Thanks to Tales of Demons and Gods Wikia, I pillaged like a Viking. https://tales-of-demons-and-gods.fandom.com/wiki/Main_Page Obviously, this is a TDG fan-fiction with systems from other novels, so credit goes to original authors. Also, this is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

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Tags: Naruto, System, Jujutsu Kaisen Hiatus/Dropped/Writer's Block? === I do not own Naruto, JJK, and any other similar aspects that are seen throughout the story. All copyrighted content is the property of its respective owner(s). I do not own the cover image. If it is yours and you want it taken down, please send me a message. WARNING! This fan-fiction is being written by a noob writer who has a soft heart! Will be basing the timeline off of this Tumblr post: https://keepyourpantsongohan.tumblr.com/post/170439568877/timeline-of-naruto-universe WARNING!! There will be Jujutsu Kaisen spoilers! Beware!

This story is going to serve as a repository for all of my different stories that are either discontinued or complete with less than ten chapters. Every 'chapter' in this story will be it's own contained story, and each day I will endeavor to post a new one up for everyone to read.

"Til death do us part..." Once in a while, right in the middle of an ordinary life, love gives us a fairytale. Violet is a family-oriented woman who is willing to do anything just to repay her grandfather's kindness. She once believed in love until her fiance betrayed her. Just when she thought that everything was going bad, a fairy godfather appeared in her life and paved a path for a new love. --- Author: BerriApplepi IG: @berriapplepi Discord: https://discord.gg/z56kkGG Donate: paypal.me/berriapplepie