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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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3.10.2 End of Sitara's journey.

When a skill reaches its threshold level, it would gain some aspects of the next evolution of the ability beforehand.

Just like Alfin's Danger-Discernment gained the power of precognition from danger and saved him from getting kidnapped by Nephylite.

The same thing happened when he leveled up his muscle control to the limits. A certain feature of it was unlocked when the Muscle Control skill gained a small (*) to its name.

"Surprised that your trick didn't work?" Alfin asked, looking at the confused face of Bella. Who was barely able to look at Alfin as his tentacles entered her body, inching towards her intestine and her lungs, dividing into thinner tentacles whenever they reached a new pathway.

"That piece of flesh has no nerve endings, no channels for your data bomb to travel through." A simple application and why he was so confident in his attempt.

"But sadly, this ability has some limits and you might feel pain due to it."