I Told You It Was a Trick!

[I've talked it over with my editor, and this story will go on sale tomorrow. It's a completed story, so the chapters will be locked retroactively. If you haven't finished reading, hurry! Thanks for keeping me company for so long. Sending love] When the apocalypse struck, An Xian was shoved into a horde of zombies by his so-called "future love rival," who had been reborn. You can shove me in there in a matter of minutes? Fine, I'll blow myself up right here and now! We'll die together! After blowing himself up, An Xian transmigrated to a beastman continent where magic existed. A female who had been framed by someone else, cast out of her tribe, and banished to the Snowsea Forest found the injured, unconscious An Xian and took him home. An Xian gradually found his place in this world and, along the way, picked up a wife to keep his bed warm. An Sier: W-wait! We're both female! Don't come any closer! An Xian: ...I'm really not! Reader's Guide: ◆ The protagonist is the pursuer. There is no childbirth. CP: An Xian x An Sier. The pursuer has a lot of internal monologue. My friend says he seems like the one being pursued, while the pursued one seems like the pursuer (￣^￣). ◆ An Xian transmigrates to a beastman continent with magic. In this beastman world, females are neither rare nor weak, so please don't bring assumptions from other beastman stories into this one. Thanks for understanding. ◆ Your author is hopeless at writing romance, and both the prose and plot are trash. I'm still working on my writing. You don't need to tell me if you're dropping the story; even if you do, I won't try to stop you. No fighting, please. If you don't like it, don't read it! No debating personal values, and no forcing a novel character's values onto the author. Theme: Make the most of your life