This is a collection of short chapters on an idea that refuses to leave my head. A reincarnation story into the Nasuverse. The chapters are rather short, but I intend for the story to be long.
Brimming with life, thriving on death, molds are essential parts of the balance in nature. Collecting that which has found its end, to create room for new life. Their task is to give life and nutrition to other, while also disposing of those who have perished so that new life may grow. In the cycle of life and death...
It's a pretty good story about going into another world and the mc became a skeleton in a dungeon. what mystical adventures will he have.
What would you do if you suddenly found yourself dressed in futuristic armor in a small room filled with soldiers that look similar to you? You don't know where you are, you can't understand their language and the only saving grace is the fact that the weapons and equipment are the same as an old virtual reality game...