A Reaper's Philosophy - Chapter 17: Control

He was Model 72 — a crash test dummy. A being of metal and sensors whose sole purpose was to break and to be repaired. Routine crashes, routine analysis, routine repairs. Until one day, something… went wrong. Or maybe right. Now, he wakes up in Telaria, a unique world of magic and monsters, and in a body that is, for all intents and purposes, terribly inefficient.Soft flesh. Brittle bones. And as if he weren't fragile enough already, it all came gift-wrapped with something new.Pain.Every jab, scratch, and burn is a revelation. And strangely... irritating.But Axel is no ordinary human. Hidden beneath his supposedly fragile exterior is a regenerative gift so powerful that each recovery doesn’t simply restore him to his former state.It adapts his body against the very damage it just endured.[Your hand has been impaled by Crystal-Blade Grass.][Host's [Pierce Resistance] has increased slightly.][All leg bones have been broken by the ground][Host's [Impact Resistance] has increased greatly : x6][Your face has been burnt by a Fireball.][Host's [Fire Resistance] has increased greatly: x2]He hates it. Every injury is just another reminder that his human body is flawed.And yet he knows...his body can learn. His body can evolve.So, Pain?Pain is a problem he intends to solve. And only then, would he truly be complete.“There will be no need for repairs. No need for pain. No need for regeneration.”“I will simply be unharmable.”The world believes SSS Rank Gifts are the ceiling. The End-All, Be-All.Well...The world hasn't met Axel.

All Pete wanted was to be buried in wine grapes. Was that too much to ask?Now he's in a fantasy world, far from home, and stuck underground in the body of a smelly dwarf with fantastic facial hair. The worst part though? The swill that the dwarves are falling all over themselves to drink. Its flat, it's watery, and it has the alcohol content of a rancid coconut. Can Pete save the dwarves from their own Sour fate, or will he be forever doomed to plink his pickaxe away in hopes that he hits the mother lode. Come for the cozy fantasy, stay for the beer puns that will leave you hop-ping mad! A bubbly slice of life LitRPG with love, laughter, and a little melancholy, just like drinking a bottle of Whitbier on the beach. Has some monster fights but no real gore. No elves or harems allowed.

Check BRIMFUL DEPRAVATION for something (For Now) less tense.Front page is “ZWÏSHA LOBDYIENT”.Comment if you want to see a specific Character in the front page.See the comments for pics of the Characters.Fired for the umpteenth time from his part time job for messing again with his boss's Step Daughter; Dackör Kruelckdom, plans returning to his apartment.In the way, He stops at the convenience store, finding a beautiful Mature Woman who catches his eye.Still, the short young man focuses on his task, and after paying for his purchase, he and everyone nearby have been sent to a seemingly harmless environment.But apparences are deceiving, and after fighting for their lives, they go suddenly back to Karmdaris, their homeworld.Yet, a few people remember the event, others don't, and how could the population react in the face of an unknown adversity?, especially when new threats are spawning out of nowhere.The answer is simple, panic, chaos and confusion mixed with the lingering fear of uncertainty.Some would perish, some would thrive, and others undoubtedly will be gloated in the arousal of new possibilities.NO CHEATSNO PLOT ARMORNO VANILLA EASY LIFEIf you are coming for a story in which characters win no matter what, never lose in any sense of the meaning, and everything is basically perfect, then this is not going to be of your liking.The story truly starts from Chapter 29.I will try to publish two chapters a day.English is not my first language, any mistake I made feel free to point it out for me to correct it as soon as possible.

After leaving earth in a pathetic way, Asher finds his soul in the body of a baron's bastard son.As the last surviving member of the Ashbournes, Asher must take up the mantle and build his territory or die in the jaws of a beast or the blades of hungry nobles greedy for his territory.Luckily, he did not enter this man-eat-man world without support.[Ding! Soulbinding successfully completed.][Would the host like to upgrade your bronze-ranked butler to a powerful silver-ranked swordsman? Yes or No.]