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~ Chapter 3: Cause of death ~
Long story short, my current situation was nothing but the result of the actions of the first few idiot kings who summoned me. But as luck would have it, by denying my right to take upon the mantle of a hero in their world, they not only managed to annoy me but also all of these 118 gods and goddesses as well. I had a feeling Divine Wrath might need a new definition after this.
“The reason we obliterated your body and called you here was to fix your current predicament...” Sapherya said with a wry smile.
~ Chapter 2: Never-ending summons ~
Well... it took them a while to calm down their hysterical laughter. Sapherya, I sincerely apologize! It wasn't my intention to make a joke out of your name! I thought while trying to hide from her glare.
I couldn't decide if she was cute with her puffed up cheeks or scary.
~ Chapter 1: The 118 gods ~
That strange beautiful woman wasn't the only one who appeared in this weird place. Right beside her were countless other people. Each and every one of them was at the peak of their natural beauty and wore strange vestments the likes of which I would only see at a Cosplay Con. If my eyes weren't deceiving me, then some of these fellows actually had horns, tails, scales, or other weird appendages and body features you wouldn't normally find in a human. There were two that even looked like the stereotypical representations of an Angel and a Demon.
~ Prologue ~
And so... I died... again...
As I gazed at the swirling white energy around me, I felt it pulling me through the cracks of reality and dragging me into the void between universes. Like a whirlpool of chaotic lightning, it flowed through and around me, yet no matter how relentless it was in striking my soul, I felt neither pain nor fear of it. By now, such a scene was... familiar to me.
~ Lamenting Whine ~
Thanks to my sweet wife's gifts, I didn't need the help of the clunky automaton anymore. Just by simply walking past the ornaks and ellyarians here, I could understand what they were saying.
“Ragzor won the bet. My spear stabbed earth four steps behind his. I not happy. Grr!” one of the ornak guards said and shook his head left to right.
~ Light ~
Thanks to my sweet wife's gifts, I didn't need the help of the clunky automaton anymore. Just by simply walking past the ornaks and ellyarians here, I could understand what they were saying.
“Ragzor won the bet. My spear stabbed earth four steps behind his. I not happy. Grr!” one of the ornak guards said and shook his head left to right.
~ The swindled fear ~
Thanks to my sweet wife's gifts, I didn't need the help of the clunky automaton anymore. Just by simply walking past the ornaks and ellyarians here, I could understand what they were saying.
“Ragzor won the bet. My spear stabbed earth four steps behind his. I not happy. Grr!” one of the ornak guards said and shook his head left to right.
~ The rose’s thorn ~
Thanks to my sweet wife's gifts, I didn't need the help of the clunky automaton anymore. Just by simply walking past the ornaks and ellyarians here, I could understand what they were saying.
“Ragzor won the bet. My spear stabbed earth four steps behind his. I not happy. Grr!” one of the ornak guards said and shook his head left to right.
~ Chapter 7: Sneaking through an ornak town ~
Thanks to my sweet wife's gifts, I didn't need the help of the clunky automaton anymore. Just by simply walking past the ornaks and ellyarians here, I could understand what they were saying.
“Ragzor won the bet. My spear stabbed earth four steps behind his. I not happy. Grr!” one of the ornak guards said and shook his head left to right.
~ Chapter 6: The wind of change ~
The conversation with Yandrea made me realize that maybe she wasn't all that aware of what was happening on her Dungeon Territory, while at the same time, I understood that her upbringing wasn't entirely her fault. After all, she did manage to survive in a world where most people would try to crack her body and sell it as gems, while the lack of friends and people she could trust might have had a more severe impact on her than she let on.
~ Chapter 5: The Heroes ~
This was going to be the first time since teleporting to Yandrea's dungeon when I was going to see how the inhabitants of the surface world looked like. I was thinking of humans at first when I heard the word 'Adventurers' from the automaton, but thinking about it, this wouldn't have made any sense seeing how Yandrea reacted when she saw me. She quite literally behaved like I was some strange creature she quickly became fascinated with.
~ Chapter 4: The Temple of Heroes ~
By far, the most curious thing of them all were certainly the self-aware metal golems. These automatons were by far an intricate construct which would make even the most brilliant of human minds simply bow down and worship their creator, my wife, Yandrea.
~ Chapter 3: Meeting the locals ~
While climbing down on the golden pyramid’s steps, I looked around at the beauty of this place. There was a lush forest and some sort of buildings in the far distance, beyond the lake. The ceiling was covered with crystals shining brightly above this entire land, but among them, there was one that was brighter than the others. It took the place of the sun, and I wondered if not as time went by, its light would dim down to allow another to take its place.
~ Chapter 2: A new day in my wife's dungeon! ~
“Tuberculus! Wake up!”
The sweet voice of a woman tickled my ears. The first thought to cross my mind was that I couldn’t remember if I hired a new maid or if I landed in a brothel the night before. I honestly wanted to sleep, to heal and rest my old bones, but some strange force refused to let me do so.
~ Chapter 1: Rejuvenating the shriveled old prune ~
When I laid my eyes upon this creature for the first time, he looked like he was about to die. The poor thing was barely breathing and had a fuzzy face. Hair was growing all around his mouth, and it was very long. Oh, and it was bleeding quite badly too.
~ Prologue: In the arms of an angel ~
Before I begin to tell you my story, I suppose some sort of introduction is at hand.
My name is Tuberculus Firerage. I am what one may call me… a High Mage. To be noted, I am different from an Archmage. The latter is far more powerful version of a Mage who can do what a High Mage can do, but in every magic specialization…
Oh? Yes, I may have strayed a little bit from my story, but I promise you that it was all worth it!
What? Skip to the action? Sigh… People these days don’t have any respect for the elderly…
~ Chapter 12: The Legendary White Tiger ~
For a non-practitioner of the Art of Soul and Divine Energy Control to reach this cave hidden so deep within this dangerous forest was nearly impossible. Only through dumb luck and a blessing from the gods could a normal human stand a chance to do so, but once they reached it, the pressure of the beast that made it its den was going to stop their advancements.
~ Chapter 11: The secrets within the cave ~
His past life self had noting to fear against such foes, but his current self lacked many of his abilities and strengths from back then. A weapon was also included among many other things. Being in the body of a young child didn't help either. Next to an average adult, he barely reached their waist, always having to look up in order to make eye contact with them.
~ Chapter 10: Awareness ~
I have about one week to find a good Soul Beast. Any more and my survival in the wilderness will be more than suspicious... Plus, I could miss Ryuciel's departure if I waste too much time. Yosh! No pressure! Alutras thought and punched his chest.
~ Chapter 9: Shengo's path ~
So it happened that pulled by these heavy feelings, a four years-old child should not have, Alutras once more found himself in the middle of the night, sitting atop the wall which separated the area of the practitioners of the Art of Soul and Divine Energy Control from the market below.