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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 · Fantasia
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864 Chs

Immorra [4]

-Rumble! -Rumble!

As I quietly moved around the perimeter of the battlefield, I made sure to hide my presence as much as possible.  By hiding behind rocks and trees, I slowly crept my way towards the battlefield. 

-Baam! 

Explosions rang everywhere and pained and enraged screams echoed around the battlefield.

Both sides continuously fought against each other with the orcs swinging their massive weapons down and the demons diving down from the sky-piercing through the gap of the orc's bulky armor. 

Black and green blood sprayed everywhere as both sides relentlessly tried to kill one another. 

Turning my head to the side, I stared towards the distance where the battle between the two leaders was happening. Standing with his back straight, Silug, the legion commander, Swung his axe downwards.