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When I opened my eyes, I was inside a novel. [The Birth of a Hero]. [The Birth of a Hero] was a novel focused on the adventures of the main character, Choi Han, a high school boy who was transported to a different dimension from Earth, along with the birth of the numerous heroes of the continent. I became a part of that novel as the trash of the Count’s family, the family that oversaw the territory where the first village that Choi Han visits is located. The problem is that Choi Han becomes twisted after that village, and everyone in it, are destroyed by assassins. The bigger problem is the fact that this stupid trash who I’ve become doesn’t know about what happened in the village and messes with Choi Han, only to get beaten to a pulp. “…This is going to be a problem.” I feel like something serious has happened to me. But it was worth trying to make this my new life.

A Webnovel Author who died after installing a strange farming game was reincarnated into a brutal, apocalyptic world. Armed with only his wit and a quirky farming system, he finds himself surrounded by ruined cities, mutated beasts, and desperate survivors. The world is on the brink of collapse, but his system insists on growing crops and raising livestock in the middle of the wasteland. At first, he thinks it’s a joke—a farming system in the apocalypse? But soon he discovers the hidden potential of his system. The crops he grows can strengthen his body, grant unique abilities, and even repel the deadly monsters that roam the land. However, the system has a mind of its own, and not everything is as it seems. Now, balancing survival and farming, he must build a haven in this hostile world, gathering strange allies along the way, all while uncovering the secrets behind his reincarnation. As his farm flourishes, so does his power—making him a target for dangerous factions and ancient forces that lurk in the shadows. Can a peaceful farmer rise to become the hero this broken world needs? Or will his fields of hope be crushed by the horrors that await? Note: 1. Slow-paced story. 2. There is no female lead in this book.

"In this world, morality is but a thin line away from depravity, and the most captivating tales are often shrouded behind the veil of insanity." ____________________ I was just an ordinary guy, living a dull and unremarkable life as an editor. But when a maniac author killed me for rejecting his novel in a writing competition, I reopened my eyes in a modern fantasy world. "Hmm? Wait, this world…." But fate, being a prude little bitch, played a twisted joke on me. I reincarnated into the very same novel that I rejected for the competition award, written by the very same author who killed me for it. Not only that, but I transmigrated into the body of a disowned noble named Lucas Morningstar. Lucas was a minor antagonist in a novel who served as a stepping stone for the protagonist and their allies. Arghh…. Of all the people, I just had to be reborn as someone who was despised by the main characters the most at this point in the story? B-But hey, with my knowledge of the future and understanding of the main characters, I can at least live an easy life! Right...? "Yeah, I can work with this!" Or so I thought until I remembered the ending arcs of the book. This world is destined for doom! And not so long after, I started to realize that the novel and the world I transmigrated into might not be as similar as I had originally thought…. ================= [Disclaimer: Caution while reading is advised. Tighten your seatbelts and brace yourself for a bumpy roller coaster-like journey. Don't blame the Author if you fall from your seat while reading a plot twist. Thank you.] ____________________ AN: MC is NOT a villain, so don't expect one. *The MC will seem a little bit (ok let's be honest, more than a little bit) foolish in the first 30-35 chaps but don't be fooled. I ask you to read the first 50 chapters before deciding to trash-talk the MC because that's where his borderline psychopathic strategist personality starts to surface. ____________________ Discord: https://discord.com/invite/yDaXN4re ____________________ Tapestry

She was going to find the author and kill him for making her suffer! Ye Qing Xin did not want to be a villain. However, no matter how much she tried to change her life, a force would make her do things that she did not want to do. In the end, she died. Tragically. When she woke up again, Ye Qing Xin found that she was surrounded by people who claimed that they were her family members. According to them, she was involved in an accident and has been in a coma for a week. In this new world, she was finally free from the force that was always controlling her. Ye Qing Xin planned to live life freely, finally without anyone or any power controlling her. Her best friend stole her fiance? She did not care about it. Just let this so-called friend keep this scumbag! Someone planned to overthrow her from her company? Tsk… Do they think it was easy to bully her? One day, Ye Qing Xin was walking in a bookstore when she found a book. Seeing the characters' names and the story made her realize that it the past, she has been living in a book! The author has been so cruel to assign her as a villain! No. A cannon fodder! Who was the author? Where was the author? Ye Qing Xin swore that once she got her hand on that person, she will never let him go! --- This book is my WSA 2023 entry~ --- Cover Illustration commission by kirinlukis --- Shared universe with: 1. Loving You Too Much 2. True Love and Other Lies 3. A Lifetime with You 4. The Dragon Beside Me 5. Love So Sweet 6. Commander Qi's Runaway Wife 7. The Wedding Planner's Romance 8. The Substitute Groom Chases His Wife 9. The Idol Prince is an Heiress?

[Reifer Inhalt, keine Vergewaltigung] Alles, was es brauchte, war, eine Regel zu brechen, die sie nicht hätte tun sollen. Er war der böse Junge mit den Tattoos. Sie war das brave Mädchen mit der Brille, und sie gehörte ihm. - Als Julianne Winters beschließt, in das Studentenwohnheim der renommierten Universität zu ziehen, hat sie alles geplant, um ihren Abschluss zu machen und den Ort zu verlassen. Doch ihr Plan gerät schnell ins Wanken, als der Blick von Roman Moltenore aus der Abschlussklasse auf ihr landet. Und seine Erscheinung schreit nichts anderes als TROUBLE. "Welche Regeln?" fragte Julianne stirnrunzelnd, als sie die Seite durchlas. Sie war sich sicher, dass sie auf der Website keine Regeln für den Campus gefunden hatte. # 4. Keine Handys benutzen. # 12. Studenten sollten sich nach elf Uhr nachts nicht mehr außerhalb des Campus aufhalten. Je weiter sie las, desto bizarrer wurde es. Ihre Freundin blätterte um und zeigte dann auf die letzte Regel Nr. 29. Höre auf Roman Moltenore. "Das ist erfunden. Schau, die letzte ist sogar mit Bleistift geschrieben." Julianne konnte nicht glauben, dass ihre Freundin aus dem Nachbarschlafsaal dachte, sie würde darauf hereinfallen. "Und kein Telefon?" "Es ist wichtig, dass du dich an alle Regeln hältst. Vor allem Nummer neunundzwanzig", sagte das Mädchen in einem ernsten Ton. "Denk daran, dich nicht mit Roman einzulassen. Solltest du ihn zufällig sehen, laufe in die andere Richtung. Es gibt einen Grund, warum das hier aufgeschrieben ist." Angesichts der Regeln auf dem Campus greift sie darauf zurück, ihrem Onkel handgeschriebene Briefe zu schicken. Aber wer hätte gedacht, dass sie in den Händen eines anderen landen würden!

``` —Solo bastó con romper una regla que no se suponía que debía —Él era el chico malo con tatuajes. Ella era la chica buena con gafas, y ella era suya. —Cuando Julianne Winters decide mudarse al dormitorio de la prestigiosa Universidad, ella tiene todo planeado para poder terminar su graduación y dejar el lugar. Pero su plan comienza a incendiarse desde el momento en que la mirada de Roman Moltenore de último año se posa en ella. Y su apariencia no grita nada más que PROBLEMAS. —¿Qué reglas? —preguntó Julianne con el ceño fruncido mientras leía la página. Estaba segura de que no había visto ninguna regla del campus mencionada en su sitio web. # 4. Prohibido usar teléfonos móviles. # 12. Los estudiantes no deben deambular fuera del campus después de las once de la noche. Cuanto más leía, más extraño resultaba ser. Su amiga pasó la página y luego señaló la última regla # 29. Escucha a Roman Moltenore. —Esto está inventado. Mira, la última incluso está escrita a lápiz —Julianne no podía creer que su amiga del dormitorio de al lado pensara que caería en eso. ¿Y sin teléfono? —Es importante que cumplas con todas las reglas. Especialmente con la número veintinueve —dijo la chica con tono serio—. Recuerda no involucrarte con Roman. Si llegas a verlo, corre en la dirección opuesta. Hay una razón por la que está escrita aquí. Con las reglas del campus, ella recurre a enviar cartas manuscritas a su tío. ¡Pero quién iba a saber que terminarían en manos de alguien más! ```

'Ketika Julianne Winters memutuskan untuk pindah ke asrama Universitas yang terkenal, dia memiliki segalanya yang sudah direncanakan agar dia bisa menyelesaikan kelulusannya dan meninggalkan tempat itu. Namun rencananya dengan cepat hancur ketika pandangan Roman Moltenore dari tahun terakhir tertuju padanya. Dan penampilannya tidak menunjukkan apa-apa selain MASALAH. "Aturan apa?" tanya Julianne dengan alis terangkat saat membaca halaman itu. Dia yakin tidak melihat adanya aturan kampus yang disebutkan di situs web mereka. # 4. Dilarang menggunakan ponsel. # 12. Mahasiswa dilarang berkeliaran di luar kampus setelah pukul sebelas malam. Semakin dia membaca, semakin aneh jadinya. Temannya membalik halaman dan kemudian menunjuk ke aturan terakhir # 29. Dengarkan Roman Moltenore. "Ini dibuat-buat. Lihat, aturan terakhir bahkan ditulis dengan pensil." Julianne tidak percaya teman dari kamar sebelahnya berpikir dia akan tertipu olehnya. "Dan tidak ada ponsel?" "Penting bagi kamu untuk mematuhi semua aturan. Terutama nomor dua puluh sembilan," kata gadis itu dengan nada serius. "Ingatlah untuk tidak terlibat dengan Roman. Jika kebetulan kamu melihatnya, larilah ke arah yang berlawanan. Ada alasan kenapa ini dituliskan di sini." Dengan aturan kampus, dia beralih mengirim surat tulisan tangan kepada pamannya. Tapi siapa sangka itu bakal jatuh ke tangan orang lain!'

[Voksenindhold. Ingen voldtægt] 'Det eneste, der skulle til, var at bryde en enkelt regel, som hun ikke måtte' Han var den slemme fyr med tatoveringer. Hun var den pæne pige med briller, og hun var hans. — Da Julianne Winters beslutter sig for at flytte ind på kollegiet på det anerkendte universitet, har hun planlagt alt, så hun kan færdiggøre sin uddannelse og forlade stedet. Men hendes plan går hurtigt op i røg, fra det øjeblik Roman Moltenore fra sidste årgang får øje på hende. Og hans udseende skriger intet andet end PROBLEMER. "Hvilke regler?" spurgte Julianne med en rynket pande, mens hun læste siden igennem. Hun var sikker på, at hun ikke havde set nogen regler for campus nævnt på deres hjemmeside. # 4. Ingen brug af mobiltelefoner. # 12. Studerende må ikke færdes uden for campus efter klokken elleve om aftenen. Jo længere hun læste, jo mere bizarre viste de sig at være. Hendes veninde vendte siden og pegede så på den sidste regel # 29. Lyt til Roman Moltenore. "Det her er opdigtet. Se, den sidste er endda skrevet med blyant." Julianne kunne ikke tro, at hendes veninde fra kollegieværelset ved siden af troede, at hun ville falde for det. "Og ingen telefon?" "Det er vigtigt, at du overholder alle reglerne. Især nummer niogtyve," sagde pigen i en alvorlig tone. "Husk ikke at involvere dig med Roman. Hvis du skulle se ham, så løb i den modsatte retning. Der er en grund til, at det står skrevet her." På grund af campussets regler tyr hun til at sende håndskrevne breve til sin onkel. Men hvem vidste, at de ville ende i en andens hænder!

[Mature Content. No Rape] 'All it took was breaking one rule that she was not supposed to' He was the bad boy with tattoos. She was the good girl with glasses, and she was his. — When Julianne Winters decides to move to the dormitory of the reputed University, she has everything planned so that she can complete her graduation and leave the place. But her plan is quick to catch fire from the moment the eyes of Roman Moltenore from senior year lands on her. And his appearance screams nothing but TROUBLE. "What rules?" Julianne asked with a frown as she read through the page. She was sure she hadn't seen any rules of the campus mentioned on their website. # 4. No using cell phones. # 12. Students should not roam outside the campus after eleven in the night. The further she read, the more bizarre it turned out to be. Her friend turned the page and then pointed at the last rule # 29. Listen to Roman Moltenore. "This is made up. Look, the last one is even written in pencil." Julianne couldn't believe that her friend from the next dorm thought she would fall for it. "And no phone?" "It is important you abide by all the rules. Especially number twenty nine," said the girl in a serious tone. "Remember not to get involved with Roman. If you happened to see him, run in the other direction. There is a reason why it is written down here." With the rules of the campus, she resorts to sending handwritten letters to her uncle. But who knew it would end up in someone else’s hand! 

[Contenuto maturo. Nessuna violenza sessuale] 'È bastato infrangere una regola che non avrebbe dovuto' Lui era il ragazzo cattivo con i tatuaggi. Lei era la brava ragazza con gli occhiali, e lei era sua. — Quando Julianne Winters decide di trasferirsi nel dormitorio della rinomata Università, ha pianificato tutto in modo da poter completare la sua laurea e lasciare il posto. Ma il suo piano prende fuoco rapidamente dal momento in cui gli occhi di Roman Moltenore dell'ultimo anno si posano su di lei. E il suo aspetto non urla altro che GUAI. "Quali regole?" Julianne chiese con un cipiglio mentre leggeva la pagina. Era sicura di non aver visto alcuna regola del campus menzionata sul loro sito web. # 4. Nessun utilizzo di telefoni cellulari. # 12. Gli studenti non devono vagare fuori dal campus dopo le undici di notte. Più leggeva, più risultava bizzarro. La sua amica girò la pagina e poi indicò l'ultima regola # 29. Ascolta Roman Moltenore. "Questo è inventato. Guarda, l'ultima è persino scritta a matita." Julianne non poteva credere che la sua amica del dormitorio accanto pensasse che ci sarebbe cascata. "E niente telefono?" "È importante che tu rispetti tutte le regole. Specialmente la numero ventinove," disse la ragazza con un tono serio. "Ricordati di non coinvolgerti con Roman. Se dovessi vederlo, corri nella direzione opposta. C'è un motivo per cui è scritto qui." Con le regole del campus, decide di inviare lettere scritte a mano a suo zio. Ma chi avrebbe mai immaginato che sarebbero finite nelle mani di qualcun altro!