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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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351. Prototype-X26.

In an abandoned building on a floating island.

A countable crowd of people were seen walking around calmly yet sternly as they gazed at the humanoid figures floating in the humongous cylinders that were scattered around the room randomly, in curiosity, as a load of research materials and tools for experiment purposes were scattered accordingly, with one old, bald man working vigorously.

The humongous cylinders were filled with blue-green gooey liquid to the brim, with the humanoid figures floating in it with extreme numbers of stiches counting on them, some even had two pairs of additional limbs attached to them, with masks and many thin pipes connected to them, through which some strange brownish liquid was seen cruising.

The crowd in the room only existed to gaze at the progress of the experiments, as Sir, no, Dr. Ecrirn carried out his plans to create a perfect existence.