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This Life, I Will Be the Protagonist

After her rebirth, Rita vows not to repeat her past mistakes. This time, her first priority is to stop her brother, who is about to marry into the Lopez family, from participating in the initial game beta test. In her previous life, she was deceived by this scheming brother until her dying breath. It was only at the end that she realized she was merely a villain in a male-oriented novel about a live-in son-in-law, with all the malice and manipulation orchestrated by him behind the scenes. In this life, Rita decides to change the rules of the game. She will stay in the shadows and seize all the opportunities meant for the male and female leads. By participating in the beta test and re-selecting her abilities, she systematically dismantles the protagonists’ advantages, all while making them believe she’s on their side. Rita has no intention of harming innocent people, nor is she a selfless saint. In this game, she works with the authorities for mutual benefit, all to achieve her ultimate goal—becoming the true master of her fate. My other new book, *Rebirth: The Magician Who Masters Fate*, is something I hope all my dear readers will enjoy as well.

Catlove12Fish · Bandes dessinées et romans graphiques
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Then Good

Rita understood now. That skill did indeed affect mind-reading, reducing the damage by 30%, which made the thoughts harder to read clearly. But even a few leaked key words could still be dangerous at times.

Rita wasn't ready to give up yet. "Can you try guiding my thoughts?"

MightySocks, eager to get this over with and send this person away, reluctantly focused her thoughts: *"MightySocks has it rough. I should ease up on her."*

Suddenly, Rita's mind was flooded with the thought: *MightySocks really does have it tough... Maybe I should let it go.*

If Rita hadn't been prepared for this, she wouldn't have doubted that this thought was her own. Even with her passive skill reducing the damage, it didn't seem to weaken this particular ability.

Wait—wasn't this a form of mind control? Or was her resistance still not high enough? Rita made a mental note to—*No, stop! Think about this at home.*