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[Nightmare]

Helix didn’t want to become a protagonist. Unfortunately, he was summoned to another world against his will, and a mad god was dead set on making him the hero. After turning down her offer for comical power and a harem-attracting charm attribute, he was left with [zeros] for all of his stats. Worse, he was given a legendary magic class that creates illusions of an enemy’s greatest fear and has a millennium-long history of killing its wielders in the first month. His decision left him defenseless around 49 jealous light novel-reading Earthians with delusional desires to be the protagonist and slaughter their way to godhood. Stranded in a world where [everyone] is one punch man, only his mind and cunning will help him survive. — [Nightmare] explores cliches from a real-world perspective. The mc doesn't want to be a protagonist—that never changes. It's a dynamic that makes this story a satisfying dark comedy and constantly asks interesting questions. This novel examines how the [mindsets] of the weebs shape how they view and interact with it. It covers RPG culture, harem culture, cultivator world mindset, system wish fulfillment, real-world weak to strong complications, and the twisted nature of overpowered characters. Yes: Helix gets satisfyingly op. Note: I had to read a truckload of cliche novels to roast cliches. Especially cultivation cliches—I'm writing a cultivation novel! XD [Sexual content warning]. There are lemons. You're welcome. If you like the comedy aspect, try out my other novel My Yandere Harem for ultimate yandere goodness. —Important Disclaimer— This novel has a heartbreaking scene that highlights the tragic consequences of the cultivator mindset. 80% of the people drop do it because of that chapter. I wouldn't have written it if I knew how adverse WN readers were to character deaths. Please don't drop because of that scene. The decision was bad, but the story isn't. If it hits you like a bag of bricks, it means that my writing was powerful, and there's a lot of potential in the future. Enjoy the novel!

Margrave · Fantaisie
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[A Final Goodbye]

"Boy, you best start explaining things before I lose my damn mind."

Macron put his elbows on his desk and rubbed his palms against his eyes.

"You can start with that damn skull outside in the arena."

Helix didn't chuckle, and Macron stopped rubbing his eyes.

He could feel Helix's serious gaze burning into his soul.

"What's… wrong, boy?" Macron asked with a worried tone.

"That skull. It belonged to a fifth-evolution Level 357 Stalkwalker Colossus." Helix replied.

Macron instinctively wanted to smack Helix for sounding like a show-off.

However, he could feel the turmoil in the young man's voice.

Macron studied his expression.

When his eyes glided down to Helix's peacoat, his eyes trembled.

"Master Tyrene…." He whispered.

"Yes." Helix replied after swallowing.

Helix grabbed the pin on his coat as if it were his heart.

The two sat in silence for a few minutes.

Macron watched Helix carefully, noting how many times the young man opened and closed his mouth.