Cale in an infinite survival game.
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Cale's soul shattered after sealing the god of despair, there was no way to heal it even The GoD couldn't do anything, but when he woke up he found himself entering a different copies (world shards) doing tasks and clearing obsessions of dead people for a chance of healing his soul and returning to his family, and for once it wasn't the GoD bastard's fault.
but why does the boss of every copy act strange around him.
the snake beastman boss: where are you going, you will be my female from now on.
the vampire lord boss: your blood is the best I ever tasted, you are mine forever.
the alpha werewolf boss: you can't run away from me, you are my mate and your place is by my side.
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