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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

2.24.1 Please don't touch my naked tail.

"Doesn't matter… I am dying. There is nothing I can give you. Let me go." Alfin knew that he was the weak party at the moment. And in his current state, there was no way for him to put up a fight.

This was the sad reality. In his desire to look for clothes to cover his body, Alfin has fallen into a big trap. He still can't believe his luck can be so bad all the time...

His greatest regret was still the same. Death doesn't scare him but being alone in that death did. And if he is slowed down or even killed by this man. He will face the same fate as he did in his previous life.

"I know that you are dying… So let me help you." The man spoke while maintaining some distance from Alfin, to not scare him.

Which made Alfin all the more vigilant. From the sound, he heard below and the odd he felt from the man, Alfin felt the bizarreness of the situation.

He truly didn't feel any threats from the man. Instead, it was all calm and the man truly seemed approachable.