MTL - How Hard is It To Raise a Bug? - Chapter 82 unlucky star thief

Trapped as a married woman, she endured, but becoming an abusive mother to her son was unbearable. Her son's biological father also disliked her, something she could not tolerate!Now, she faces a major dilemma: should she keep the door shut and live her small life, or divorce and find a new love with her son? This is a question worth pondering!?【Definitely a pampering tale】ps: This story is fictional, with no historical inquiry, please do not delve deep. Any similarities are purely coincidental. Also, some data in the text are based on the personal understanding of the author, please tolerate any mistakes.

Free Life Fantasy Online… a.k.a. FLFO.

Tsukishiro Kotone receives this game as gift from her little sister and starts playing.

The character’s race she has selected was… one of “Inhuman” races for enthusiasts.

A race said to be bad even among Inhuman races that are known to be difficult – a Zombie.

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.