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Re: In My Bloody Hit Novel

..... Chiron lived an unfortunately miserable life as an orphan. Just when he managed to get rich as a result of a book about a world he saw in his dreams, he was murdered by a deranged Fan He was even unable to enjoy his vast wealth before his death. But Fate had other plans for him. He was reborn in the same book he wrote as the main character. But there was a big problem. According to his book, the main character was to die at the end, risking his life for the safety of the world. To sacrifice one's self for the world was not his style. After all, he had already experienced death before. There was no way in hell was he going to give his life for anybody. Instead of following the story arch and becoming a hero, he forges his own path on the road to true villiany and immortality. However can he win when his enemy is Fate itself and the Gods that command it? Especially with the Fate Change System he can never truly trust. ...... Note: The MC has no morality. Very Sick Shit happens in this book. I mean things that will make even your parents shy away. You have been warned!!! No Romance= (The Ancestors forbid it) Simping= (The MC would prefer Death please) Familiar bonds= (Family exists only for benefits.) Stray off the part of Power= (only to go kill a nation or something and we back on track)

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Memory Is Missing 2

This castle stood as a grim sentinel in the Highlands, a fortress of stone and iron imposed upon conquered lands.

Once an ancient, sacred stronghold of the Highlanders, it had been transformed into a Vandorian outpost after Manu's forces took control. The high, vaulted ceilings were lit by cold torchlight, casting jagged shadows against the tapestries that adorned the walls.

Each tapestry was a scene of Vandorian conquest: soldiers in dark armor stood triumphant over fallen Highlanders, their banners hoisted high, marked by the six-winged white serpent.

In one mural, a Highland chieftain knelt, hands bound, his face twisted with anguish while Vandorian soldiers loomed around him, smirking as they raised their blades. Another tapestry depicted the lush lands of the Highlands set ablaze, with the once-colorful skies darkened by thick smoke. It was a brutal homage to Vandorian might, each stitch a reminder of the pain inflicted on these lands.