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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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Concert [3]

"Emma Courtney Roshfield..." 

The temperature of the room chilled considerably, as Oliver sat up straight. 

Propping his elbow on his desk and covering the tip of his mouth with his finger, he coldly asked. 

"Repeat the words that you've just said." 

"I want to enter 'The fallen pit' dungeon." 

Emma repeated with a resolute look on her face. 

Despite being subjected to her father's enormous presence, not once did she leave her sight away from him. 

Her decision was made and no one could change her mind. 

Being her father, Olivier naturally knew just how stubborn his daughter was. 

Therefore, he didn't try to change her mind. He simply wanted to understand why she would make such a request. 

"Tell me why." 

Leaning back on his chair, he crossed his arms. 

"Tell me exactly why you want to enter that dungeon." 

Staring at her father, Emma bit her lips as her eyes flashed with sadness.