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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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2.46.1 Let's end it here.

She recalled a certain moment when she found something strange about Alfin's body.

A girlish voice and an eye so beautiful that she felt inferior in front of it. And then there were the lips with natural crimson gloss over the carpet of burnt skin.

"Answer me…" Umbrel question, ignorant of the pressure she was putting on Elisa. Which caused the mutations on Elisa's body to go wild, her hair wriggled as if they were in pain. Her eyes bloodied in response to her pain. Elisa even felt like her whole flesh was rebelling against her.

A bizarre sensation that she had never felt before.

And her situation kept getting worse as the claws of the bird dig deeper into her body.

This strength was impossible for a grade-four mutator to show. This was someone just away from entering grade five.

And that someone is now targeting her, out of a misunderstanding.

A misunderstanding perpetrated by a bastard that had long left the battlefield.