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Villain of my own novel

Eshwar is the name of the author who transmigrated into his own novel after his death. Eshwar’s death was caused by his own magic which he had yet to control. Why? because I didn't think I would seriously die!!!! Anyway.... my novel's protagonist is a selfish person. why you ask? because I wrote him and I wanted him to be like me. Muhahahaha, ha. I reincarnated into my novel! and that to as a villain who dies in the first half, will I stand still and die? Of course not, I may have reincarnated as a villain but its not like I will live like he did. I'll live my life as I want! and kill all the other villains. Why? because I love the world I created, hahaha, ha.... (real reason: I love to fight.), who else will get the chance to look at the world they have created? System I created is messed up for some reason and is doing everything on its own!!??? we'll see how it turns out with everything messed up, well(sigh...) Oh, but because i have reincarnated as a villain, I got a new problem and that is, I'm handsome (sparkles), I have to say, handsome people have their own problems. ==== SLOW START. [VOL 1 INTRODUCTION: MAYBE CONFUSING, BUT EVERYTHING WILL COME TOGETHER IN THE LATER CHAPTERS.] ==== I don't know who the artist of the cover is, but if you want me to remove it, you can ask me to do so(T-T)! Credits for the artist. And, Thank you for reading!!!!

_Eshwar_ · Fantasy
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394 Chs

322. Monsters.

Outside the academy.

 

A horned demonic figure with white hair, black sclera, and bright white irises was seen walking in the middle of a massive crowd that was seen rushing in and out of the academy.

 

BUMP

 

SPLATTER-!

 

BUMP

 

SPLATTER-!!

 

"Just how many more do I have to kill before they understand not to bump into me?" Tchort mumbled under his breath in annoyance.

 

BUMP

 

SPLATTER-!

 

As soon as anybody bumped into him, they were crushed to death by his overwhelming magic power. Even though he was already bathed in blood, none even noticed it as they stomped their way, even though the crushed bodies remained on the floor.

 

'This is exactly why I love humans. They care about nothing else but themselves when they are in a situation where their lives are on the line.' Tchort thought inwardly.