The Regressor Can Make Them All - Chapter 39

**NO NTR****Explicit Content Warning +18**——————————————Caught masturbating in glorious 4K, a perverted teenager is sentenced to the basement as punishment. Only to be murdered by a book that never asked permission.Death was supposed to be the end.Instead he awakens as Daniel Dikson. An eighteen years old, dirt-poor guy, son of a broke farmer and Marnie, his stepmother. The kind of stepmother wet dreams are built from.Yet what truly terrified him was the book itself. It had crossed death with him, and now lay quietly at his side, patiently waiting for his touch once more.“Wait… this book wants me to draw a ritual diagram, place the book in the center, and chant some eldritch bullshit to seal the deal?”“Veiliquandè mikora jim bos ariqueisà…”One forbidden ritual later, a demon found its vessel, purring promises of limitless power. Every milf he claims, every moan he steals from their bodies will increase his power.From the village’s weakest to a ruthless conqueror Daniel rises through blood, sweat and bedroom sheets.But in this brutal world of scheming nobles, wild beasts, and forbidden lusts, will Daniel survive?

The mighty void dragons are on the brink of extinction due to a strange condition. Their bodies have suddenly started rejecting their kind.

Due to that, Arad's mother dropped his egg into a forest where he could hatch safely, leaving him with a fragment of her consciousness and informing him of the condition of their race.

From that point, his goal became clear. To save their race by either mating a lot or finding a cure for their condition.

But, sadly, nothing is ever that easy. Arad is still practically a newborn and cannot tap into the terrifying might of his race, and his rarity makes him a prime target for mages and scholars seeking to study the dying race.

He doesn’t want to be wanted for bounty, or be a pirate, but if there’s no other choice, he can only become a pirate…..

[Complete your story by challenging countless monsters, demons, and legends]

This is the last sentence I saw before I lost my mind.

And it’s one sentence that I’m still holding on to.

That’s how the journey of killing monsters and wandering in search of all kinds of rumours began.

And it will continue.

Until the day I get out of this damn game.