I’m Not the Final Boss’ Lover - Chapter 91: Lament

A necromancer and a saint blessed by the Constellations. That’s me.

On his 32nd birthday, Jeff, along with all of his friends, confesses how they are dissatisfied with their lives.If only I didn't suppress my desires.If only I didn't ignore my feelings for her.If only I confess my love to her.If only I had chosen a different path from the start.If only...At the end of his 32nd birthday, the next morning, Jeff wakes up a decade back to the past. And as if all of his friends have trusted all of their regrets to him, Jeff remembers them all.With his regression that gave him a mysterious system known as Returner Fantasy, Jeff will do everything to change the future, not only for himself but for his friends and the ones he loves.[Warning: Contains Mature and Sexual content.]This book will have a lot of mature and sexual content. But those will not be the main focus of story.This book will show characters trying their best to redeem themselves from their failures and regrets.

Aurora Stone:My family gave me their love, trust, undivided attention— everything.And when I needed them the most they snatched it all away. They left me with nothing but hollow silence.My best friend betrayed me. Hurt me.My mate rejected me.To them, I was nothing but a precious jewel— something that could make them rich and raise their status in society.But once I lost my honor, I was worthless in their eyes … just an object that belonged in the trash.After scarring my soul, they sold me to monsters who tortured me and scarred my face. With nothing left to lose, I planned the impossible: An escape from the Lycan palace.So?I killed myself and became a dead Luna.After my escape, I was planning to live in a human town and rebuild myself. No one would chase a dead Luna ever. Right?Nah! I guess I was wrong.Fate had other plans. It led me back to Sebastian King, the ruler of Velmora Kingdom.Last time, he did let me walk away. This time, he is not letting me out of his sight.But he needs to understand. I’m already dead. And dead people never come back.Now I’m Phoenix. A warrior who rose from the ashes.I don’t have a mate and I don’t belong to anyone.Sebastian King:I thought I lost her forever, but here she is, standing before me in full armor, staring boldly into my eyes.My kitten has grown into a firestorm.Now that I have found her, I won’t let her go. It’s time she remembers— she’s my mate and no one gets to claim her.

At the far north of the Atherno Continent, in an unknown village, Kyrian was born as a mere mortal. Weak, insignificant, and destined for oblivion.But he was anything but ordinary. Upon opening his eyes for the first time, they revealed an absolute white eyes without pupils or irises… and with them, an inexplicable innate talent.The ability to see what no one else could.His eyes didn’t just see the particles of spiritual energy, they could steal them. And more than that.Whether intentions, laws, concepts… everything before his vision could be taken by his eyes.When he stole his first Sword Intention, his eyes awakened to the path of the blade. Upon taking the Intention of Ice, another ocular pair was born.With every new stolen intention, his eyes changed, and new ones appeared.Kyrian does not hide them from the world, no, heeding his mother’s last wishes. He uses his gift without fear, with only one goal.To become strong by any means.