Rewrite Our Love? Too Late - Chapter 26: The Scent of Tuberoses, The Eyes of Tuberoses

During this chaotic era, the darkness engulfs all.
In a struggle of fire and death, despair shrouds the continent.
The line between fantasy and reality becomes blurred as a speckle of starlight penetrates the night sky.
But is it enough to reverse the downfall and fate? To regain the lost glory?

Rhode is a famed player in the game “Dragon Soul Continent”. There, he leads the strongest player guild in the game, the Starlight Guild. Just as he defeats the last BOSS, the Void Dragon, he unexpectedly awoke in a world identical to the game.

As the Summoner Swordsman returns to the continent, waves will be cast in the rivers of fate. Can he face the coming chaos and avert the destruction of the continent?

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A world where magic beasts went extinct… until technology revived them!David wakes up in the middle of a Hatching Ceremony in the body of Jethro Merrick, clutching the lowest ranked egg.Now he’s living the life of a poor mechvet’s son, dreaming of adventure as a Riftwalker (think monster taming and dungeon clearing… but with cybernetic beasts!).But dreams crash fast. His egg hatches into a Red Lizard—cute but powerless and only used for pest control. Just as Jethro resigns himself to a boring life, a wrong turn during a Rift Training expedition lands him in a forbidden Rift zone.He barely escapes alive… only to wake up with a supercharged power: he can see the magic and mechanics of every mechbeast, right down to their origins!Here’s the catch: the ancient conqueror who once had this power wants it back, and he’s bringing an army of terrifying mechbeasts to take it.To survive, Jethro must build an army of his own, starting from his powerless frail lizard. But can a pest-control pet (and its rookie human) save the world?Let’s hope so, because our dear world of Nebulon desperately needs saving!

Offered as a bride to Hades at the age of eighteen.

Pestered by evil spirits in the day, and taken advantage of by a perverted demon at night.

Pervert: “Dear, a night with you is worth more than gold.”

I leaned away as I clenched my teeth angrily: “Worth my foot!”

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If the gods no longer bestow their mercy, then let us kindle bonfires, carry great swords, become skeletons, or heroes of legend.