Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100 - Chapter 6: A Level 4 Goblin Shaman

Heavy R 18 Yuri, harem and futa and non-humans.

Aurora had been human once before. But she had been betrayed by her only love and left to die at the bottom of the abyss. But she survived. As a result - she was granted the power and authority of a god. Being the only one to see the bottom of the ‘Great rift,’ she became a supreme being - A goddess.

Using this power to turn back time, Aurora vowed to free her love from the clutches of those who had been like poison to her. She would take revenge on the Abyss Tower.

Being the elite academy it was, Abyss Tower had no equal when it came to training people. Aurora could no longer allow that to continue. So she vowed to change things. She vowed to set up another academy and challenge The Abyss Tower for the Abyss's ownership.

But with the other gods and goddesses tossed in the mix, as well as the Abyss itself acting up, things were not going to be that easy. Especially since her lover's soul no longer existed as one in the past.

The more Aurora tried to straighten things out, the more it all tangled up. Did she really mess up by reversing the time? Or was an even bigger plot being brewed in the background?

And the truth of everything lies in the flow and exchange of energies between different bodies. In easier terms - to dual cultivate.

How long will it take for a murdered thief to distill into something monstrous? In this story the darkness only grows stronger, and its reach only grows wider as it expands by devouring the life that surrounds it. This is a dark fantasy where evil is a where, not just a who that focuses on slow progression, undeath, and atmospheric storytelling.

When you're reborn as Jorah Mormont you ain't got much. A Dad looking to bale and go spend his days hanging out with the guys on the Wall, a wild Aunt raising your wild cousins you can't stand, an arranged marriage to a girl you never met with a dowry almost low enough to be an insult, and a populace of smallfolk so inebriated and incompetent its no wonder nothing's changed around here in 8,000 years. Hopefully the gold finger granted by Levid's Magically Wheel of Reincarnation can help.A really nice pair of testicles.With that, the right attitude, and a shovel I have everything I need to dig a nice grave to lay in.Or Bag End. Let's see which happens first.

Ancient existences wake up in the abyss, demons whisper in people’s ears, unknown horrors erode the spirit, and madness breeds in the darkness of people’s hearts.

But it is not only darkness that descends on this world.

There are heavily armed dark knights walking in the dark to judge crimes; tight-fitting supernatural beings wandering between buildings to act as friendly neighbors; The impossible god on earth, the “S” symbolizing hope shines like the sun on his chest…

No one could have imagined that behind all of them, there was just a player sitting in front of a computer screen holding a keyboard and punching hard.

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