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How (NOT) Survive in Another World

Synopsis: Icarus is a kind crazy young man with a strange common sense. He loves money, lying and deceiving people. His life philosophy is to do only things that seem fun. During a certain incident, he dies. After his death, he receives the opportunity to reincarnate in a world of swords and magic to live a better life. However, things do not go as expected, as fate has other plans for the young Icarus. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - AUTHOR'S NOTICE: I'm a novice writer, so don't read this expecting a great masterpiece Besides that, there's probably a lot of grammatical error here, after all English it is not my mother tongue The focus of this story is on comedy! However, if by chance you don't find the story funny, that doesn't mean that the story is bad or that something is wrong with you. It just means that we have a different sense of humor, and everything is fine with that. After all, people have different tastes! Anyway! If the story not to be your cup of tea, you can do two different things. You can, make constructive comments with tips on how I should improve the story, and keep reading and see if you like it. Or you can just stop reading the story! Don't be a hater who swears at me in the comments saying that my story sucks and that I'm just wasting my time writing it. For if you hurt my feelings, I will hurt yours in return! (Basically I'm going to curse you back!) That's all, please enjoy the story! - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Disclaimer - The Cover doesn't belong to me. All rights goes to the artist. If you are the image owner and want me to take it down, please contact me.

NotNumber44 · Fantasy
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White Protocol

After being forced to face attacks one after the other, coming from all sides, without having a second to rest, the target was already at its limit, being very pale and breathing with extreme difficulty

He was in such a bad state that it looked like any moment he would fall alone, with the mere breath of the wind

Despite that, it still stands firmly in place, like an old tree that looks like it's going to break and fall at any moment, but still manages to stay upright in place for dozens of years

His eyes weren't the eyes of someone who's given up and given up hope. Instead, his eyes were cold, covered in fury and dissatisfaction. Moreover, even though his body was in a pathetic state, bleeding and covered in holes and tears deep enough to see his bones. The target still continually emanated a dangerous and threatening air that enveloped his spirits like some kind of armor, preventing him from giving up