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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)

Dere_Isaac · Fantasia
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The Wound in her heart, not her legs...

What Mani saw, was a sight that would forever hunt him till the day he left this world.

He had searched for Neely everywhere and had looked at every part of the village. However, he never expected that he would come and find her here.

This spot used to be their lovers Haven. A sweet spot that they could come and enjoy each other's company.

It was a representation of their care and love.

Under this tree, they had promised each other forever more times than the word could possibly mean.

However, she had now met a fate worse than he could ever imagine.

At the moment, Neely was hanging from the tree with a rope around her neck.

Mani was a hunter. He had killed core beasts many many times, with a range looof different methods.

He hoped that it was a lie, but her lifeless eyes spoke more truths than his chest could care to carry.

It was night time, the twin moons had rippen in the sky, bathing the earth in their silvery light.