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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 · ファンタジー
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864 Chs

The Last Battle – What is an end is also a beginning [2]

BOOOM—!

I don't quite remember what happened after the world around me collapsed and an explosion sounded.

I just felt something press against my body, and at the same time, my body was thrown a great distance away from where I had been.

Everything happened so fast that I barely had time to process it. 

That being said, I was in no pain. It didn't hurt, and sensing something on my right, I turned my head and swiped my finger in the air. 

Crack! 

A fissure formed in the space next to me, revealing a white hand behind it.

But just as it was about to open, the space twisted, and the tear moved forward several meters away.

The hand did come out, but it clenched at nothing but the air. 

Touching my sword, the space right next to the hand distorted, and a sword projection appeared. It tore through the air and aimed at the exposed hand.