I Got Reincarnated as the Game's Villain
Reincarnation. Or rather... transmigration. Whatever it is, it wasn't something i ever thought i would be a victim of. But here i was... ... a villain in the very game i died playing. But... as though that wasn't enough. I am not even going to make it past the first arc. Scratch that. The very first day in the academy... ... that's the day i die. (Earlier chaps will involve info drop, the true story starts from the Academy Arc)
The Legacy of the Fallen [3][Edited]
[First Person POV: Melina]
"What do we do now?" asked Camila, looking as exhausted and frustrated as the rest of us. We had been running for miles—ever since the moment we arrived in this Legacy world—but the stupid thing chasing us wouldn't give up. Luckily, its attention had been caught by some random teams we ran into. Humans and blood-sucking losers fighting each other—disgusting, honestly.
"Well, the first thing is that we definitely can't stay here for too long," Larson said.
Larson... He was handsome, I guess. His green hair was similar to mine, though my shade was brighter—a vivid, emerald green. His, on the other hand, was a darker, leafier green, much like his eyes. He had the typical elven face, sharp and angular, which I supposed might be appealing to those disgusting human women who blushed every time they looked at him.