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Forced Transmigration: Not This World!

Transmigrating into the last game he played before his death, Kenj or Ace, as he is known now, got stuck in the latest, most popular Otome Game. Cursing his luck, he began to notice that this cute little game is not as he thought it was. *Not my cover art.

Winter_Iris · Fantaisie
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Blood Bath

"Cleo." Ace called as the little thing appeared in front of him, annoyed. 

"What?" It said with a pout. 

"Aww~ Are you still mad?" He asked, patting it on the head as Cleo attempted to bite him. "Really?" 

"What do you want?" It asked, rolling its eyes at him. "I am busy, you know." 

"Busy doing what? Sleeping?" Ace laughed, making eye contact with one of the men who was looking at him with concern. "Oh, don't worry about me. I just like talking to nothing in front of me." 

"I think he is crazy." he heard him whisper to the man beside him. 

"Crazy people are dangerous. They don't have a moral compass to care." Another one whispered. 

"Is that why they brought this boy in?" Someone else asked. "Because he will not be bothered by our threats?" 

"Calm down, we don't know how he is like."