The Lord of Void and Real - Chapter 1891 - 1887: Yield to Softness, Not Hardness

A fighting genius.

Alvaric Zorvok, an ordinary young man who desperately wanted to become an Awakened. But when that moment finally came, he was instead summoned to a strange world—a desolate land filled with all kinds of monsters.His life became a struggle, and he came close to death countless times.Slowly, he climbed his way up and became one of the most feared beings in that world.“Can I ever return to Earth?”Alvaric didn’t know when—or if—he could go back. All he could do was fight, explore, and search for a way home.

A Professional Transmigrator meets a newbie Regressor.

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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 so, 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.

A magical ‘universal toolbox’ that allowed Joga to step into the arms industry.

The strangeness of the world made Joga gradually change his goals…

“Sir, how did you get to this point?”

“I don’t know. At first, I just wanted to make some money, buy a house, and marry a wife. But slowly, as more and more people appeared around me, my goals began to change. ”

“Then what is your goal now?”

“Now I just want to retire in peace with my guys, really!”

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