Anit666

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_

847 years ago, during the First Holy War, the Hero, Anthasia Lucent used a forbidden magic spell in her final battle with the Demon King Viben. The spell sealed them in an unescapable alternate dimension, but it required the sacrifice of one of the fundamental laws of this world. The Hero chose ‘mana’, and the spell was cast, locking them with each other for an eternity. However, living with each other made them realise that they were not so different after all. After a long time, they came to terms with each other, and devised a plan to escape. They succeeded, but the Demon King’s body was sacrificed and his soul took home in Anthasia’s body. They returned to their original world, only to find that she had turned into a vampire, and magic, in fact, had not vanished and the Holy Wars were still being fought. After finding out the truth about how magic was brought back, Anthasia understood that humanity was worthless and lost all hope in it. Deciding that she would no longer sacrifice herself, she set out to live a calm, peaceful life, and chose to become a teacher. However, she ended up enrolling into the Hero School. But her resolve remains firm; she will live a peaceful life, not matter the cost. But neither the World nor the Gods like it when a puppet gets too full of herself and tries to cut her strings. They want her back, right away. In this eternal game of life and death, the Hero has yet to realise that her entire life was nothing but the prelude to her burning hell. And in this eternal game of hope and despair, the Gods have yet to realise that their actions have marked the beginning of the requiem.