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In the mind of an NPC

After reincarnating into the past as an NPC, Girisia was faced with two options, either fall into despair and continue to barely survive in the lowest drenches of the society or make a stand and find out who played this ugly game with his life. Now, if destiny is to be challenged, there should be nothing wrong in using the immortal resources that come in the form of Players. After all, "A hunter cannot be blamed for hunting a prey that willingly served itself." ***** Read my other work called "Jealous Nerd vs The Immortal Army". The story of an unlikely manipulative hero without shame or care for the world. Born with a vulgar mouth and equally cursed ability, the immortals will regret meeting him. If I have to say, he is polar opposite of the MC in ItmNPC.

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360 Chs

2.22.1 The baby has all grown up.

"Are you the mother?" Looking at the girl sitting in clothes similar to his, but smaller. Alfin voiced his suspicions.

"No, I am the daughter." The girl said, unfurling her hair while maintaining eye contact with Alfin. An answer that confused Alfin.

"The last time I saw you. You were a lot uglier and younger… What happened?" Alfin pointed out the problem, he remembers killing countless babies and none of them took the form of the girl in front of him.

But he was not going to get an answer to this question. Not yet. "Last time you were killing me, you were a lot more dead." She mocked. "Even after borrowing my birthright, knowing the future, having a system to increase your strength and you remain a deadbeat."