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Survival Of A Background Character

So, you think you've got life all figured out? Well, imagine waking up in the body of a third-rate villain from a novel you once scoffed at. That's exactly what happens to your not-so-average high school student turned reluctant anti-hero. Picture this: transmigrate into the body of a suspended student from school, banished from his noble family, and now trapped in a world where magic reigns supreme and destiny calls the shots. Oh, and did I mention he's got a one-way ticket back to reality? All he has to do is complete a series of tasks to fix the messed-up storyline. Easy, right? Hell no!! But hold on a second. This ain't your typical hero's journey. Chris isn't exactly the noble, tragic figure you'd expect. Nope, he's more of a sarcastic, self-aware protagonist who's not afraid to ask the real questions. Like, why bother with destiny when you can't even get your morning coffee right? Or how about facing your past mistakes when you can just blame it on the plot? And don't even get me started on trying to outsmart fate itself. As Chris stumbles through this twisted tale of magic and mayhem, he's forced to confront his own shortcomings, forge unlikely alliances, and maybe—just maybe—find a way back to the life he left behind. But with every sarcastic quip and sardonic remark, he's also asking you, the reader, to join him on this wild ride. So, buckle up, because in a world where reality is just a plot twist away, Chris Harrison is about to rewrite the rules and show destiny who's really in charge.

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The Final Showdown [5]

'What in the world this is?!'

I had such thoughts when that monster beat down everyone fighting him.

With a roar that shook the very air, the beast lunged forward, its colossal fists swinging with terrifying speed.

Drake was the first to feel the brunt of its assault. The blow sent him sprawling, his weapon clattering to the ground as he struggled to regain his footing. The maids, undeterred, launched their spells in rapid succession.

But their magic, which had seemed so formidable moments before, now barely seemed to faze the creature. Flames washed over its skin without leaving a mark, and ice shattered harmlessly against its hide.

Kevin charged, his sword gleaming with ethereal light. He aimed for the beast's exposed flank, hoping to exploit a weakness.