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Rewriting a Script Called Life

Smarus, a former college student, was forced to speed run life because... a diety screwed up?! Now that he has a second chance, he takes the place of a villain of an RPG that he played. However, he refuses to play the role... Unfortunately, life is not that forgiving. No matter how he tries to be nice and live a peaceful life, someone will always try to steal that away from him. Therefore, Smarus has one of two choices. Lay down and surrender, or rise to the top as the strongest. This isn't a story of redemption or a hero... no... This is a story of corruption. Smrus will take everything he desires, and destroy everything and everyone that threatens his lifestyle.

DrFantasy · Fantasía
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Meet the Dungeon Master

I woke up to something wet touching my face. I opened my eyes just to see the Orthrus licking my face.

"Alright, alright, I'm up mutt!" I sat up.

I yawned. How long was I asleep? I felt like I had a full night's rest, and there was no soreness in my body. Just how powerful was my new Regeneration skill?

I then turned to the Orthrus. He was now the size of a normal dog, just with two heads and a snake tail. It had its tongues out, and it was panting like a normal dog. I wondered if it would go back to its monstrous size during combat. This must have been a side effect of becoming a summon. I was sure it would be useful to have him with me at all times, so I didn't put him in the void. He could also serve as a guard dog.

The grimore that was previously around the dog's neck was now lying on the floor. I grabbed it and looked at the cover.