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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

Scary [1]

The void was enveloped in a chilly stillness.

 

I couldn't help but feel a little uneasy as I stared at the white orb that was in front of me and took in everything.

 

After seeing Everblood appear and Kevin get stabbed by the same dagger he used to 'kill' Malik Alshayatin, I felt an overwhelming urge to hurry over and give him a helping hand.

 

But...

 

Despite everything that was happening, I did not take any action.

 

My mind kept going back to the look Kevin had given me earlier; it wouldn't leave my thoughts, no matter how hard I tried.

 

I couldn't quite put my finger on it, but I had the distinct impression that he was staring right at me during that brief moment our eyes met.

 

Was it just me? ...or was he really looking at me? If so, how was it possible?

 

'It couldn't be that, right?'