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The person whom the world revolves around. The person who defeats all of his opponents, and ultimately gets the beautiful girl. The sole existence all villains fear. That is the protagonist. What about me? As a failed author who had only one success throughout his whole career, I had reincarnated into my late novel. "This is it" I thought, as I tightly clenched my fist. Did I just get reincarnated in my own novel? Is this where I reincarnate in a novel and become the protagonist? No. Sadly it's not that kind of novel, as I reincarnated as a mob. The world doesn't revolve around me. The girls don't come flocking towards me. The cheat items don't come to me. "Phew" I let out a sigh of relief. "Thank god I'm not the protagonist" I joyfully shouted as tears streamed down my cheeks. Wait, are you curious as to why I don't want to be the protagonist? I did forget to mention the most important thing when I was describing a protagonist. That is... They are calamity magnets. I just died. If I learned something from that, it's that it really isn't a pleasant experience. If possible let me live a long stable life. Thank you, whoever reincarnated me. I would later come to regret these words... ======== Reader Disclaimer : Please read the *Read before reading novel* in synopsis. ======== Credit to _oinkchan for helping me find the previous novel cover Credit to Rengoku for his amazing edit of the new cover. ======== Discord : https://discord.gg/FNAKgfyky4 Patreon : https://www.patreon.com/TheAuthorPOV

Entrail_JI · Fantasi
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864 Chs

Forsaken [2]

[Union headquarters, 120th floor]

Inside a dimly lit room, five of the seven heads of the Union sat on a large round table. 

Being some of the most powerful people in the human domain, they were individuals whose decisions could decide the lives of millions. As a result, multiple oppressive auras enveloped the room. 

Anyone below <S > rank would simply faint under this pressure. 

"I presume you all know why we're meeting right?" 

A tall robust man with dirt blond hair spoke up. Just his casual words caused the air around him to crackle as thin lightning bolts revolved around his body. 

He was Maximus von Dexteroi, third in the Hero ranking, and one of the seven heads of the Union. 

"Hmm, It'd be strange if we didn't. Especially after that rat's betrayal." 

A snaked-eyed person replied. He was seventh in the Hero ranking, Ceasar Kuliner.