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Uprising Of The Cannon Fodders(Demo)

Akira was deemed a waste by the world. Although he was very talented, he lacked the enthusiasm or desire to be anything. His family was all geniuses in their respective fields, but he, on the other hand, spent the entire 18 years of his life eating, drinking, and having fun (otherwise known as a couch potato). Despite all this, he loved his family and therefore it was an instinctive reaction to save his father from what would have been a fatal collision. He was supposed to be dead, but instead… A system appeared and thus began his journey of world-hopping as the cannon fodder who made the villain become the villain. ******* [Host! Host! Host!] Akira swats away the annoying thing buzzing around him disturbing his sleep. [Host, how could you?] {sniffles} ………………. Although Akira may be a bit psychopathic, his love for cake (and his lover), eclipses all else. Lover: (pouting) “Why am I mentioned after cake? That’s not fair!” (Glares at the cake with killing intent and jealousy.) Akira: (With frosting on his upper lip), "Why do I feel like my cake just wilted? Lover: (Looking pitifully at Akira while sneakily putting his hands inside his clothes) “Do you really like cake more than me?” Akira: ( Ran's away while pulling on his disheveled clothes while stuffing the rest of his cake in his mouth) “(mumbling with his mouth full) “O-of course not! I just needed to replenish my energy.” {Please don’t tempt me! My whole body still aches! QAQ} So now he had to deal with a system that plays poker and an insatiable lover, DEATH SHOULDN'T BE THIS HARD!!! ******** Discord Server: https://discord.gg/tG3J4xmMKv Come join and be a member and check for future updates. please leave a review!

Rosemary_Rose · LGBT+
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12 Chs

Prologue

Akira Yuuto was recognized as a very talented, yet stupid fool to those who knew him in life because he had the talent to become anything he wanted to be and regardless of that, he chose to waste his talent and spend his time doing nothing; other than sleep, drink, and party, and for that, he was known as a fool. 

Currently, said fool regained consciousness, lying on a white sofa, inside what seemed to be an office. Two large glass windows allowed natural and synthetic light in, a large white sofa facing two light brown chairs, and a brown coffee table between them. 

When he was finished looking around, he thought back to his life. His family had five members; his parents, two older brothers, and him. His mother was a painter and his father a pianist. They were both famous for their talents, along with his older brothers who were both painters and pianists, following in their parent's footsteps.

Akira had talent in both areas as well, but no motivation, so he spent his time playing, drinking, and partying with his friends. Overall, his life would be considered a waste. Before Akira's life ended, he saved his father's life from a car crash, and with this act, his life would not be perceived as meaningless. As his thoughts on his life came to an end he heard; "Welcome Mr. Akira, I am...."

Welcome to my story! This novel will be a funny, roller-coast rider with a side of questioning your life. Welcome aboard the insanity train.

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