Loren transmigrated into a game he had played before.
The good news: his game interface came with him.
The bad news: his former self had mediocre talent, but a genius fiancé who spread rumors everywhere that he was a follower of the God of Death so he could break off their engagement.
No Arcane Academy would take him, and even the Mage Tower turned him away. With nowhere left to go, his former self had died by suicide, consumed by hatred.
Loren, who had just transmigrated: ...
Loren: Since things have come to this, revenge comes first.
Loren mastered the skills on his interface and summoned undead creatures to secretly take care of his fiancé.
Everything went smoothly, except the undead creature he summoned was a little strange...
While he was disposing of the body, the strange creature extended its black tentacles and burrowed straight into the corpse at his feet.
To Loren's astonishment, it seemed that... something strange had taken the place of his fiancé.
**
He was an existence that could not be spoken of in the Nine Hells.
He had slept for a very, very long time... but no one had ever forgotten him. Every traveler passing his manor would tread softly, afraid of disturbing his sleep.
Until one day, a young man's voice woke him.
The power of a contract tugged at him, drawing him into the body of a young man.
Standing before him, the young man ordered, "From now on, you'll play my husband."
Husband...?
What was a husband?
The monster was confused.
"Basically, someone who eats breakfast with me, sometimes goes with me to the Honey General Store, and sleeps beside me at night," the young man explained.
The monster ate breakfast with him.
Loren: "Eat the food, not the plate."
The monster went shopping with him.
Loren: "You can't point a sword at strangers' heads."
That afternoon, Loren had a class to audit at the Arcane Academy, and the monster kept following close behind.
Loren: "My husband has classes of his own at the Knight Academy. He can't follow me around all the time."
The monster pouted sadly.
"..."
Loren left.
The poor monster had no idea what it had done wrong. It awkwardly nibbled on its finger, but whatever its master said... it would do its best.
Loren: "...That's no excuse for climbing into my bed and trying to make things sweet and harmonious!"
**
A hundred years later, a bard sang:
He was the overlooked second son of his family, yet at fifteen he subdued an ancient demon and made it his knight.
He was exceptionally gifted and talented, the youngest champion in the mage division of the Blazing Sun Tournament.
Together, he and his knight ended a war that had lasted a hundred years.
The Three Gods of Death had whispered in his ear, and even the Goddess of Darkness had made him an offer.
In the end, he led his knight to the pinnacle of humanity. He was a newborn god, an undying sun.
No one has matched his achievements to this day. Let us praise his name and pass down his story: Loren, the Shepherd of Death!
1. A hodgepodge of settings. D&D elements will be marked and explained separately.
2. The protagonist is very powerful. This is a sweet, satisfying progression fantasy with academy competitions.
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