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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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Tryouts [1]

-Clank! 

Saying goodbye to Leo and Ram, I quietly went back to my dorm. Thereafter, I sent a quick message to Smallsnake with regards to W.V. pharmaceuticals and threw my phone on my bed. 

*Sigh*

As a sigh escaped from my mouth, sitting on my chair in front of a large spacious wooden desk I took out my computer and booted it up. 

So far, this was what I gathered from the small conversation I had with Ram and Leo on my way back. 

The current Manticore building was ruled by the stronger more influential people, and taking advantage of the fact that there is a time regressive machine, they forced and coerced weaker students into giving them their time passes. 

In a way, this was pretty much how gangs operated. 

...It was sort of cliche, but with this world being filled with cliches, I wasn't really surprised.