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Author's Reincarnation in a Fantasy Setting

What does it feel like to find yourself inside the novel of an author you hated? How will you survive in a world that's filled with cliché? Well, something similar happened here. Once there was an unpopular fantasy novel author. However, for certain reasons, he died a pathetic death. Later he found out that the world he reincarnated in was the same as the novel of an author he hated the most. The only person he never wanted to talk to again…he was reincarnated inside that very person’s novel. This is his story! The story of the man who was known by the name “Zero” in his second life. The story of how he survived without plot armor in a world filled with cliché situations, only in the favor of the MC of that novel. This is, the Author’s Reincarnation in a Fantasy Setting!! ---------------------------- The cover image is not mine and I can remove it if the original owner wants. A/N - The mc is the anti-hero type and the reasons for why he is like that and what happened in his past will be revealed as you move forward in the story. UPDATE SCHEDULE - 2 CHAPTER/DAY Join the discord server - https://discord.gg/ssWjUZ4dND

moon_senpai · Fantasy
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When The Time is Right

I walked into the hall after wearing some better clothes—as Anya had said—and wrapped a cloak around myself. 

There I saw Ellyn and Anya waiting for me. Both of them were not dressed as fashionably as I'd thought since most of their fashion was covered by the cloaks they wore. Cloaks were necessary after all, it was the winter season. 

"Finally done?" Anya asked. 

"Yeah, let's go," I said. 

***

After informing Ainge of our departure, we left our house behind and stepped out on the road. 

This road had less traffic because it was one of the larger alleyways and not technically a road. The path was paved with cobblestone and the snowfall from last night was collected on the sides. 

We walked on this path for a while before it emerged and connected with the main road. Now, this was what you would like to call a road. The ground was paved with grated sandstone and the road was wide enough for five wagons to move side by side.