MTL - Start a Core Pod - Chapter 667 negotiate

Modern woman transmigrated to an ancient society which is a female deity. Not to mention farming, she can’t even grow flowers! In the end, to live, she can only work hard to ”women should be self-reliant”!

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After his death, Aoi Hiroto is reincarnated as a beast-like race, similar to Ghislaine's race, but with the memories of his past life intact. Now, torn between his animal instincts and human rationality, he tries to find his place in this new world. While Rudeus continues his journey, the protagonist forms new connections and learns more about this new world.Warnings:- The MC is like Rudeus, he doesn't know the world of Mushoku Tensei, for him, this is a new world with magic and swords, but he has seen other known animes.- Rudeus will still exist in this timeline, but the chapters that will show his point of view will be very rare, unless he is interacting with the MC.-The confirmed members of the harem so far is only Ghislaine.I do not own the cover image or any characters or references taken from the work Mushoku Tensei.English is not my first language, but I will try my best not to make mistakes.

Note:- Return by Death, Harem, few r18 scenes, few disturbing assaults scenes.“I died... and died... and again and again and again,” Alan roared, sitting atop a pile of corpses, arms outstretched, gesturing at the war-torn landscape filled with bodies—all his own, each killed in a different way.“Can I tell you the tale of Alan Fitzgerald?”“How his family betrayed him, how an entire nation hunted him and how he hunted them back.”“All because he wasn’t blessed by those damned twelve gods.”In this world, people who reach the age of 12 will undergo the ceremony called Rite of Ascension, where they'll be blessed by any of the 12 gods.Their blessings determine the future of them.Alane Fitzgerald was the first heir of the Fitzgerald dukedom. Everyone believed that he would be the next chosen champion of the Sun God. Everyone believed that; even Alane believed that.Everyone loved him and cherished him.Until.On his 12th birthday, he undergoes the Rite of Ascension. Something went wrong, clearly wrong. None of the 12 gods didn't choose him; they didn't give him champion blessings, not even common or uncommon blessings. Worse than that, he was marked as a cursed devil.He was thrown into prison by his own parents, mocked by his own younger brother, and finally he was sold as a slave.He wants revenge; he wants to kill everyone who broke him and wants to make them suffer, even the gods who mocked him, but he is powerless.Then he met something dark, which offered him revenge. Gave its own blessings to him.Rather than blessings, it's a curse, yet it'll give him a chance to kill everyone.

I seem to have reincarnated in the world of an r-rated romance fantasy novel. And not just as an ordinary character, but as the witch who loses her life to the crazy male lead!

Luckily there is a long 200 years until the main characters are born and grow into their roles.

Now that my life is not in imminent danger, shall we leisurely think of ways to avoid death?

However, I had not taken notice of a very important detail about the time I’d be spending ‘safe from imminent danger’. 200 years was by no means a short waiting period and by the time the younger version of the male lead appeared in front of me , I had completely forgotten the original novel’s plot!

Oh, whatever, now that it’s come to this, the only way to survive is to raise the male lead into a sane and stable adult! The first step to avoiding death by the hands of the tyrant male lead is changing this extremely frightened child’s life.

“It must be very inconvenient for you to have me suddenly show up on your doorstep, I’m sorry. You can tell me to go away, I’ll be fine.”

“Nonsense. Do I look like someone who could be inconvenienced by a little boy like you? Also, what do you mean by you’ll be fine even if told to go away? It’s not like you have anywhere to go back to, kid.”

The little boy burst into tears.

‘Oh, this is so not it.’ Was what the witch thought to herself as the little boy sobbed