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The person whom the world revolves around. The person who defeats all of his opponents, and ultimately gets the beautiful girl. The sole existence all villains fear. That is the protagonist. What about me? As a failed author who had only one success throughout his whole career, I had reincarnated into my late novel. "This is it" I thought, as I tightly clenched my fist. Did I just get reincarnated in my own novel? Is this where I reincarnate in a novel and become the protagonist? No. Sadly it's not that kind of novel, as I reincarnated as a mob. The world doesn't revolve around me. The girls don't come flocking towards me. The cheat items don't come to me. "Phew" I let out a sigh of relief. "Thank god I'm not the protagonist" I joyfully shouted as tears streamed down my cheeks. Wait, are you curious as to why I don't want to be the protagonist? I did forget to mention the most important thing when I was describing a protagonist. That is... They are calamity magnets. I just died. If I learned something from that, it's that it really isn't a pleasant experience. If possible let me live a long stable life. Thank you, whoever reincarnated me. I would later come to regret these words... ======== Reader Disclaimer : Please read the *Read before reading novel* in synopsis. ======== Credit to _oinkchan for helping me find the previous novel cover Credit to Rengoku for his amazing edit of the new cover. ======== Discord : https://discord.gg/FNAKgfyky4 Patreon : https://www.patreon.com/TheAuthorPOV

Entrail_JI · Fantasía
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Natasha Stern [2]

"Where am I?"

A croaky and weak voice resounded across the small room as both Amanda and the queen froze on the spot where they were standing. 

Blinking her eyes a couple of times, Natasha's eyes slowly adjusted to the light, and when she did, a familiar figure appeared in her vision. She was an otherworldly beauty with long silver hair. 

"Maylin?"

Natasha called out. There was notable confusion in her voice as she stared at the figure looking at her from above.

Although she looked like Maylin, she also looked a little bit more mature compared to the last time she had seen her, and therefore was uncertain about whether the woman staring at her from above was really Maylin, her friend.

Extending her hand out the narrow gap of the capsule, Natasha asked. 

"Maylin, is that really you?"

Upon hearing Natasha's voice, Maylin smiled. Reaching out to grasp her hand, she nodded her head. 

"…It's me."