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The person whom the world revolves around. The person who defeats all of his opponents, and ultimately gets the beautiful girl. The sole existence all villains fear. That is the protagonist. What about me? As a failed author who had only one success throughout his whole career, I had reincarnated into my late novel. "This is it" I thought, as I tightly clenched my fist. Did I just get reincarnated in my own novel? Is this where I reincarnate in a novel and become the protagonist? No. Sadly it's not that kind of novel, as I reincarnated as a mob. The world doesn't revolve around me. The girls don't come flocking towards me. The cheat items don't come to me. "Phew" I let out a sigh of relief. "Thank god I'm not the protagonist" I joyfully shouted as tears streamed down my cheeks. Wait, are you curious as to why I don't want to be the protagonist? I did forget to mention the most important thing when I was describing a protagonist. That is... They are calamity magnets. I just died. If I learned something from that, it's that it really isn't a pleasant experience. If possible let me live a long stable life. Thank you, whoever reincarnated me. I would later come to regret these words... ======== Reader Disclaimer : Please read the *Read before reading novel* in synopsis. ======== Credit to _oinkchan for helping me find the previous novel cover Credit to Rengoku for his amazing edit of the new cover. ======== Discord : https://discord.gg/FNAKgfyky4 Patreon : https://www.patreon.com/TheAuthorPOV

Entrail_JI · Fantasy
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864 Chs

A carpet of red [1]

Gazing at my opponent, I bitterly thought.

'Looks like I can no longer afford to fight like before...'

He was simply way too strong for me to not use my sword against. 

SHIIIIING—!

Unsheathing my sword from my scabbard, I distanced myself from my opponent who did not give chase. It was clear that he became a little bit warier once he saw me release my aura. 

This was good. 

It bought me enough time for me to prepare myself. 

Lowering my head and glancing at my sword, which was not the same sword Malvil gave to me, I took a deep breath. 

"Huuuu..." 

Slowly, I calmed my mind as I felt the grip of the sword in my hand. 

The sword felt a bit unfamiliar, but it was still alright. I wasn't planning on using the [Keiki style] just yet, so there was no need to work myself up over the unfamiliarity.