Stellar Transformations - Chapter 679 - Book 18

Everyone else transmigrated and became a human, but Castra transmigrated and became a summon spirit.Even worse, he was an animal Poop Shoveler Spirit, the lowest of the lowest F-rank spirit!Summoners despise him and they gave him 1 star reviews.Bad review= no summons= die!;Oh God, help!God heard Castra's prayer— and sent him a poop.DUNG! [Behold! The great Poop system is here! You only need to shovel and you will level up, becoming the greatest SSS-Rank spirit!]Castra: So easy? what to shovel?DUNG! [Shovel an orange cat's poop ×10][Reward: SSS-Rank Nyan Nyan Punch Skill]...is this a joke??A joke or not, Castra already got his death sentence.BEEP. [Dear spirit, you have accumulated five 1 star reviews in a row from your summoners.][As per the Spirit World's regulation, you will be annihilated in 3...2...1...]————Former title: SSS-Rank Poop Shoveler SpiritTW:• A lot of swearing related to sh*t• A lot of poop-related skills (don't worry, all animal Poop)Power level:• Summoners & summon spirits: -F-rank to SSS rank• Dungeon monsters & wild monsters:F-rank to SSS rank• Mage: 1 circle- 9 circles• Stats: 1 star-5 stars

“Now you see?” she shouted in a mix of annoyance and disappointment. “You can't outsmart Scrients! They're the most intelligent beings across the two realms.”“You're right,” I muttered, averting my gaze with a heavy sigh. “I made a mistake. I was too arrogant to think that a mere human like me could fool them.”—BOOM!!“Heik! Wh-What was that?”“Hmm? I'm not sure. Maybe you should go and ask the most intelligent beings across the two realms. Oh wait, you can't. I killed them all.”______My name is Samael Kaizer Theosbane.On the last day of high school, I got into a fight with a kid I used to bully.It was a stupid, pointless scuffle, and in the middle of it, I tripped and hit my head on a rock.That’s when the memories came flooding in - the memories of another life, of a different world.Suddenly, everything made a twisted kind of sense. I realized two things.First, I was in a game I used to play in my past life.Second, I was a villain. A villain!Not the cool and mysterious kind, either.No, my destiny was to be manipulated and die a dog's death!I was the worst type of cliché: an ungrateful, privileged, insufferable young master. The sort you'd find in those poorly written fantasy stories.The kind everyone hates — a snobby brat from a powerful noble family who thinks he owns the world just because he was born with a silver spoon lodged in his mouth.You know the type. The one the hero beats to a pulp to prove his worth.Yeah, I was that guy.And the hero? The hero was the kid I’d been bullying all this time. The same one I got into a fight with.He was the supposed savior of this damned world.A world teetering on the edge of destruction, beset by wars, calamities, and a grim future that only I knew.And at the end of it all, the final antagonist of the game, the undefeatable boss… the Spirit King, was waiting.But could I even make it to the end?Could I conquer a game where defeat was the only certainty?A game that was now my reality!“Ah, fuck it.”I had no idea if I could, but I sure as hell was going to try.Extorting extras, manipulating main characters, twisting the story to my advantage, stealing the hero’s cheat items, killing villains before they could become threats - nothing was beneath me.Would the main characters be affected? Who cares!Would the story change? Even better!All I cared about was me—my survival, my life, my choices.“I will live this life with no regrets.”…But as I soon discovered, fate was not easily changed.And the price of altering one's destiny was steep.

Jadis has no idea how she died. One minute she's living her life as a young college student in Pennsylvania, the next she's hurtling through the unimaginable, incomprehensible void of the space between realities as a lost and detached soul. Luckily for her, the bored, and slightly deranged, god D finds her soul before it is mulched by the incomprehensible cosmos. After offering her a cookie to calm down from her existential nightmare, he explains that not only are gods and their respective afterlives real, but her disbelief in gods while living also means she doesn’t qualify to enter any god’s afterlife upon death. However, since D is in the mood for some mischief, he strikes a deal with her. Life in a fantasy world with RPG elements, along with a body built to match Jadis' slightly perverted wishes. Additionally, she gets a guaranteed spot in his afterlife. All that for the low price of spicing up the stagnant cyclical nature of a never-ending war between two stubborn gods and their respective followers on said magic-filled world. What disembodied soul could turn down an offer like that?Except, once Jadis takes the deal, she finds that she has been transported to the middle of nowhere and the lazy jerk of a god forgot to check if any of his followers were around to greet Jadis. Now freshly reincarnated as a Nephilim, Jadis is all alone and all but naked in an abandoned dwarven village located firmly in demon infested territory. Not planning on dying again anytime soon, she is forced to take the only non-perverted class option given to her and unexpectedly receives a second body for it. How is Jadis going to explain that when she gets back to civilization? From there, the now pluralized Jadis tries to survive long enough to understand her new system and skills, looking forward to the day she finds civilization, hot baths, and hotter elves.[I have already posted 300+ chapters on Scribble Hub. Updates there are Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, with double chapters posted every Friday. I plan on posting an increased number of chapters on Royal Road until this site has caught up and then post here on the same schedule. Rebirth of the Nephilim contains sexually explicit material, so for Royal Road I will be censoring the more explicit chapters. If you want to read the lewd chapters in their entirety, they will remain uncensored on Scribble Hub.]

“If you really want to kill me.” She gritted her teeth. “Then do it.” She wouldn't mind. Maybe she was better off dead.He watched her with a stillness that made her skin crawl, like a storm deciding when to strike.The silence between them stretched.Then, finally, he spoke. Shadows seemed to dance in his eyes. “Tell me, what's your name?”She hesitated. That pause, brief as it was, seemed to amuse him. A corner of his mouth twitched, like he already knew she wouldn't answer.She parted her lips…But before she could speak, the sound of a loud howl ripped through the garden.She froze. That wasn't just any howl. It was sharp. Piercing.A signal of danger.Vivien was born the daughter of a respected Beta. Now, she’s a servant – selected not for honor, but for her womb.Her pack’s Alpha needs an heir but refused to take a mate. War is everywhere, and if he falls, the pack dies with him.Vivien is chosen to carry his child.She’s nameless in the halls of power. Mocked. Watched. Used. Everyone says she’ll be discarded once the destined Luna awakens.But fate plays cruel games.Desperate for an escape, she finds herself in the forbidden Undercity – where a savage pack that rules without laws. There, hidden beneath stone and savage dominance, she meets him.A rogue Alpha. Lawless. Dangerous.And far too interested in what she is.He offers her help. A way out.But the most dangerous traps are the ones that feel like safety.And in the dark… he’s already claimed her without laying a hand.---This is very, very R18. Read at your own risk.