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Re: In My Bloody Hit Novel

..... Chiron lived an unfortunately miserable life as an orphan. Just when he managed to get rich as a result of a book about a world he saw in his dreams, he was murdered by a deranged Fan He was even unable to enjoy his vast wealth before his death. But Fate had other plans for him. He was reborn in the same book he wrote as the main character. But there was a big problem. According to his book, the main character was to die at the end, risking his life for the safety of the world. To sacrifice one's self for the world was not his style. After all, he had already experienced death before. There was no way in hell was he going to give his life for anybody. Instead of following the story arch and becoming a hero, he forges his own path on the road to true villiany and immortality. However can he win when his enemy is Fate itself and the Gods that command it? Especially with the Fate Change System he can never truly trust. ...... Note: The MC has no morality. Very Sick Shit happens in this book. I mean things that will make even your parents shy away. You have been warned!!! No Romance= (The Ancestors forbid it) Simping= (The MC would prefer Death please) Familiar bonds= (Family exists only for benefits.) Stray off the part of Power= (only to go kill a nation or something and we back on track) (My Discord: https://discord.gg/5Gexp9wW)

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A Princess's Suffering

The Cardinal Forbidden Zone twisted time in unpredictable ways, leaving Nora's experiences vastly different from Chiron's. 

Nora, with her broken leg, had been crammed into a dark container with other beast people. The resilience of the beast people meant their captors did not bother with providing food or proper conditions. 

Days and nights merged into an endless blur in the container, where bodies pressed against each other in the stifling darkness.

At first, the stench of urine and feces was overwhelming. The putrid smell clung to the air, making it hard to breathe. 

Nora, like the others, had no choice but to relieve herself where she sat. The fetid mix of bodily waste soaked into her clothes and skin, creating a permanent reek that filled the small, oppressive space. The air was thick and sour, each breath a reminder of their dire situation.