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Reincarnation of a Failed Author: I Hate Clichés

"I hate clichés," I mutter under my breath, frustration etching lines on my face as I stare at yet another overused plot blowing up on the website of the novel I'm publishing. It's a constant cycle of disappointment for me, with no viewers, no readers, and certainly no feedback. In other words, I'm a failed author, stuck in a rut of uninspired storytelling. I can't quite recall when my disdain for cliché tropes first took root, but one thing is for certain— I found myself reincarnated into another world after an unfortunate encounter with a truck. Typical, right? I die in a cliché manner and end up in a whole new reality. "Damn it, I had to go and die in a cliché way too!" I grumble, shaking my head at the irony of it all. But this time, I have a new name, a new body, and even magical powers to boot. I'm now known as Helis, and this is my chance at a fresh start. After hearing the name of the world I had reincarnated into, Crisyes, I realized it was the world of the novel I had only written the concept about. It seems I've been thrust into the world that is on its last living decades. The details elude me, but I'm certain of one thing—this world is on a collision course with chaos. What I didn't anticipate, however, were the lingering threads of my previous life, the invisible connections that bind me to Earth. These mysterious [Story] strings will come back to haunt me, weaving a web of uncertainty and challenges that I'll have to navigate sooner or later. I may despise clichés, but little did I know that I would become entangled in a story far beyond my control. It's a tale where my past and present collide, and only time will reveal the true extent of its consequences. ------Notice------ THE STORY WILL TAKE TIME TO BUILD! Yes, it will start as a normal reincarnation story with cliché elements and cringe events, but the energy will shift at the last chapter of the first volume. The story will focus more on the development of the characters and world-building, not just, "Wow, found a golden cup which I'll drink from and become immortal." No, I will make it as realistic as possible, especially the characters. Oh, and the mc has a knack to trigger cliché events, that's one of the reasons he hates them. If you care about horny chapters, they do happen but later on when the time is right. That's it here, please support me through this journey, and most importantly: Enjoy!

ItsHashi · Kỳ huyễn
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Carnage, II

What?

Huh?

No.

No, this can't be!

What?

No.

My head shook in disbelief as my world started shaking with the numerous bubbling emotions, negative ones.

"M-Mai," I stuttered with the remaining sanity I had left in me to try and act normal, "Please… go in the back of the crowd and leave this place, don't stay here…" I strangled those words out of my throat, barely keeping control of myself.

I couldn't help but question within myself the same things all over again, not believing of my eyes.

How?

What?

This just… isn't right!

That's Haruka hanging there, right?

Haruka Maki.

An old friend of Mai's, a trusted, and dear comrade of ours during this hellish journey that she was always there to support us.

Haruka Maki, my savior on the seventh floor when I had gone unconscious.

Haruka Maki, the one who threw herself in front of danger, in front of me when I had rampaged during my slumber.