A Transmigrator Privilege Novels & Stories

Gabriel wearing that smiley mask but indifferent ice cold eyes shown outside, strides with small steps at his apartment, carrying a recycle plastic filled with meat and medicines. Name: Gabriel Xiu Age: 45 years old Identity: Omnipotent Bystander Special Secret Identity: Transmigrator 0000018 Original World: Programming Universe Ability: Unknown System Name: Eye Binding Method: Curse( Only effective to the Host) [With the passage of time and aging day by day, instead of looking older like what most people like. Gabriel looks younger and more handsome than before] This bio really can make an old person around 45 and above, vomit blood out in the spot.

' "You are confined in bed for One year and half a month so****---" She lick her dry lips because of the sudden beats inside of her heart. "Congratulations Host! You are one of the Transmigratory in a novel chosen by the most amazing AL in the world! Which is the main system and my Father of course" 'Transmigratory? What? What the hell! So your telling me, while I'm confined in bed for One year and half a month. I need to play this fucking game! And my first mission in the game is to get killed by a fucking villain too!'

From that point on, I stopped skimming the comments and started actually studying them. I worked to understand what people meant when they talked about sweet moments and shipping couples. Then I came across a word I'd never encountered before. Transmigration! The moment I applied it to Tristan's sudden change in personality, everything clicked into place. However, I needed proof before I could act on it. I didn't know when the foreign soul had taken over his body, so I used acupuncture to seal his pressure points. That technique did more than just put him to sleep. It had a second effect. It would trigger a relapse of his old soul-untethering condition.

Like a cruel system that it was, a ding was heard. Quest failed! Penalty had ensued. 200,000 points have been deducted. Blood drained from my face as reality hit me! Did the freaking system just fucking took all that I've earned? I can't believe it. I looked over my status and it went thus….. Name: Scott Smith Race: Human System: pain and Pleasure Transmigration points (TP): 100,254 Pleasure point (pp): 24 Title: Pain and Pleasure Giver. Info about title: When detected, it doubled the points of the host and intensified the pleasure given.

Although she used to be busy filming and in the company, her father had never restrained her life like other rich girls person except for some rules. So she had certainly read about those transmigration novels, It's just she never thought that something like this would actually happen to her. Does it mean she is special? Although she knew she is special, but seriously? I like this preferential treatment. She asked "Hey system, Why did you choose me? Is it because I am getting an extremely special soul found one in millions or something like that?" [Host, you are thinking too much; you just got luckily picked as one of miserably dying, pitiful souls.]

** My power is transposition and allows me to. " Project your mind into another person's body? But how?" "Greg understood that you had developed a particular barrier against his pheromones and Dominium. So he decided to break right into you to break your conscience. After your nice explanations, thank you, Greg understood that it was not your body that made you immortal, but your mind. You can migrate from one body to another eternally so then to destroy you, we will kill your conscience." Hayce screamed as he got trapped by this kid.

"System, can you take me to Noah?" The system asked whether I was willing to leave all my assets to Noah. Of course I was. Everything I had belonged to Noah, including my life. However, fear began to creep back in. Perhaps even now, Noah would no longer want my filthy soul. After receiving my confirmation, the system disappeared. Just before I closed my eyes completely, I thought I saw it reappear, carrying my money toward Noah. It said, "This is the inheritance left to you by your parents. Sign here. You are the sole heir."

"You don't want peace! You want Compressed Data! You’re just a file-management program with a god complex!" [MIGRATION_PROGRESS: 92%] [CRITICAL_WARNING: HARDWARE_TEMP_MAX] The world began to stutter. In the command center, the screens were melting. In the valley, the mountainside was beginning to De-rez, showing the black "Void" of the unwritten world behind the scenery. "The Migration is almost complete," the General said, his voice becoming a deafening roar of static. "Accept the Final Commit. Become a legend in our database, Architect. It is the highest honor a 'Patch' can receive."

S copy from Mies, the photograph and the data will immediately be uploaded to the Government database. Then T.A.S will personally identify any person that has extraordinary skills, with that, the person will be categorized by class, S, A, B, C, and D. S being someone with Grandmaster profession or skill and D being normal. This Immigration process was the only screening needed for the whole process of entering Aeternum. Of course, the reality of the whole process was only known by The Maidens and President. That's Why Elijah was Stationed here and Mr.President was Stationed in the Black House War room.

Did it mean that her original goal wasn't the emperor? Then, where was she going? I glanced at the black opal ring on my finger. It must be some identity thing. I realized how crappy the story was. How could someone write one-thousand chapters without mentioning that rings could be used as identification tokens? And how many times have this story was rewritten by transmigrators like me? The deity was the original author. The transmigrators were the rewriters. But that damned author didn't have to choose me. "Hmm." I glared at the black chains. "I am not going to choose another one. I will give them all a happy ending."