2000 Years Of Magic History In My Head - Chapter 97: Season of the Harvest (3)

I am the best when it comes to taking divergent paths. With just a flip of my hand, I shall take the path less commonly travelled. I search far and wide, only to find myself unbeatable and unrivaled. So now I ask, who else can match my awesomeness?

Acting tough is second nature to me and I am a lone wolf.

The road is long and winding but I shan’t feel lonely as long as I am able to act tough!

Life and death bore me and I do whatever I deem fit.

“Young man, way back when I started acting tough, you were still learning how to put on your underpants!” Xu Que thus decided to take the path of acting tough. He decided to act tough every single god-damned day. If he wasn’t acting tough, he was scheming for the best way to act tough!

A story about a man that died with a lot of regrets. Follow him as gets a chance to rewrite his story and do right by those whom he fails in the past. Follow his journey as he embarks on the road to becoming The Greatest Of All Time, The Goat, The singularity. Of the beautiful game of Football

Jadis has no idea how she died. One minute she's living her life as a young college student in Pennsylvania, the next she's hurtling through the unimaginable, incomprehensible void of the space between realities as a lost and detached soul. Luckily for her, the bored, and slightly deranged, god D finds her soul before it is mulched by the incomprehensible cosmos. After offering her a cookie to calm down from her existential nightmare, he explains that not only are gods and their respective afterlives real, but her disbelief in gods while living also means she doesn’t qualify to enter any god’s afterlife upon death. However, since D is in the mood for some mischief, he strikes a deal with her. Life in a fantasy world with RPG elements, along with a body built to match Jadis' slightly perverted wishes. Additionally, she gets a guaranteed spot in his afterlife. All that for the low price of spicing up the stagnant cyclical nature of a never-ending war between two stubborn gods and their respective followers on said magic-filled world. What disembodied soul could turn down an offer like that?Except, once Jadis takes the deal, she finds that she has been transported to the middle of nowhere and the lazy jerk of a god forgot to check if any of his followers were around to greet Jadis. Now freshly reincarnated as a Nephilim, Jadis is all alone and all but naked in an abandoned dwarven village located firmly in demon infested territory. Not planning on dying again anytime soon, she is forced to take the only non-perverted class option given to her and unexpectedly receives a second body for it. How is Jadis going to explain that when she gets back to civilization? From there, the now pluralized Jadis tries to survive long enough to understand her new system and skills, looking forward to the day she finds civilization, hot baths, and hotter elves.[I have already posted 300+ chapters on Scribble Hub. Updates there are Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, with double chapters posted every Friday. I plan on posting an increased number of chapters on Royal Road until this site has caught up and then post here on the same schedule. Rebirth of the Nephilim contains sexually explicit material, so for Royal Road I will be censoring the more explicit chapters. If you want to read the lewd chapters in their entirety, they will remain uncensored on Scribble Hub.]

What to do when you find yourself transformed into the vicious female supporting character in a family that dotes on the group pet?Of course, it's to keep away from the protagonist,She's practically the darling of the heavens, with a protagonist halo so strong even a dog would fall for her.Hiss, Bai Zhi said, “Can't compete, can't compete, cherish life, stay away from the protagonist.”All she wanted was to quietly make some small money and live freely, but—Group pet with tearful eyes, “Sister, come back, I'll let you have our brother.”Bai Zhi, “...” No need, I refuse.Group pet with an overflowing Mother Teresa complex, “This was all my fault; please, don't blame my sister!”Bai Zhi, “...” Look at this white lotus script; hey! Where's my knife?—Even more fantastic was when that baby-faced weak little brother suddenly appeared midway and transformed into a boss!Bai Zhi, “???”A new book has started; the Film Emperor's daughter is hibernating again. There are new book activities, sweet, sweet, sweet