I Have 10 Equipment Slots - Chapter 104 - 93: They Died

An era where every person in the world can see ghosts.Only I cannot see ghosts.

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

In a world where imagination births power—called uncos—Amari has none. Branded cursed and cast aside, he escapes slavery only to find himself in a society ruled by celestial artifacts, divine oppression, and fractured ideals. As gods wage silent wars and cities shimmer with false hope, Amari must navigate a reality where strength is everything—and he has none to claim.But chains don’t just bind the body. They shape the soul. And Amari’s soul is beginning to stir.With nothing but grit, loyalty, and a defiant heart, he walks the line between myth and mortality, hunted by secrets older than the stars. In a tale of betrayal, survival, and the quiet power of choice, Ragnarök, Eternal Tragedy asks: Can a boy without magic rewrite the fate of gods?

Char transmigrated!He transmigrated to the game he created!Awesome!I want to tame beasts!I want to manage a castle!I want to drive the castle around the world!But, why are there Elves, Half-Elves, Dwarves, Half-Beasts, Shift Beasts, Shark Lizard Beasts, Greenfoot Dragon Snakes, Multi-headed Lizard Hydras, Flame Skulls, Death Knights here?I didn't design it like this!Also, what in the world are Lord of Dawn Losanda, Forest Goddess Melikai, God of Knowledge Ogma, God of Lies Shirek, God of Tyranny Bane, and the Spider Demon Queen Rose?And there's a god battle, too?!Too dangerous, I guess I won't travel the world just yet.First, let's set a small goal: become a Fantasy Lord first!