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Forced Transmigration: Not This World!

Transmigrating into the last game he played before his death, Kenj or Ace, as he is known now, got stuck in the latest, most popular Otome Game. Cursing his luck, he began to notice that this cute little game is not as he thought it was. *Not my cover art.

Winter_Iris · Fantasie
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Sitting on the chairs as Egon sat beside Ace, a little uneasy while looking at the person in front of him, trying to be as polite as possible while Ace slowly bit on a cookie, trying to keep from twitching his eyes the moment this figure of binary codes started opening their mouth. 

"Yes, I think so too," Egon said brightly, turning to Ace, narrowing his eyes at him. "Don't you think so your highness?" 

"No," Ace said, not even knowing what they are talking about or even caring as he went back to his piece of cookie. "Where is Silas anyway? I came all this way to meet him and he sure is taking his sweet time." 

The figure opened its mouth, screeching some sounds to Ace who could not be bothered to even care as he stood on his feet and walked out of the doorway. 

For a split second, he took a quick look at the figure in front of him before walking to the kitchen.