In my novel?!

-Ding! Ding!-

Walking out of the warm store, Seth breathed in the cold air that naturally came at night.

He looked down at the plastic bag he was holding before bringing out his phone and heading back to his home.

While he walked across the road people who saw his face because of the street light suddenly turned their heads away as he sighed.

"I can't believe they're still wary of me that happened a year back" He muttered as he stood waiting to cross the road.

Where he was at the moment was filled with people walking to their respective homes since it was already nighttime.

-Bump

Someone slightly hit Seth with their shoulder and apologized but due to the noise around Seth didn't hear it.

'Calm down!' Seth screamed inwardly as he stopped his arm that was about to grab the person who had just hit him.

-Bump

Again it happened this time Seth couldn't hold back as he grabbed the neck of the lady and was about to hit her face but stopped.

With no excuse as to why he suddenly grabbed her Seth began crossing the road quickly when he received a message and he suddenly looked towards the truck that was about to hit him.

"What the..." He muttered but he couldn't complete those words as he was hit by the truck causing his view to turn.

When his body landed he mumbled some words before his consciousness vanished.

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"What the fuck?!" A white-haired teen with beautiful yet deadly blue eyes blurted out immediately waking up from his slumber.

"M-my voice," the young man said taking his throat before touching his face and then running to the bathroom.

When he reached the bathroom and looked towards the mirror he was frozen as his heartbeat increased.

Suddenly he felt a sharp pain but he wasn't moved instead he gritted his teeth in anger and disappointment.

"Tsk, why this fool!" Seth screamed as he put his right arm on one part of his face.

Seth now knew who he was and where he was, he didn't need the memories of the past owner to remember since he was the one who created him, well partly.

He was in the very same novel he created with his ex-best friend, he created the hero, heroines, and supporting heroes while his ex-best friend created the villains.

Seth was happy that he wasn't the protagonist because he knew how he created him and the changes he had to face with the fact that he was a complete psychopath who was battle addicted.

Well, he wasn't exactly the one who did all the writing since he only gave his friend the ideas and she did all the writing with the addition of the problems he was facing he should have forgotten major parts of the novel.

The world had a little bit of technology like trains.

The MC was smart but not too smart, was a psychopath who loved to battle and was also a bit arrogant with good looks that surpassed most but was above average.

He was a bit obsessed with training and getting stronger and also had cheats.

"Still I was transmigrated to this one's body?" Seth muttered, trying to remember who exactly his character was.

He remember that he was supposed to be a villain who would die in the early chapters but he didn't remember how exactly he died.

"Well I don't exactly clear what happens if I take some treasures and cause some ruckus, I'm a villain anyway," he said with a smirk looking at what the future held for him.