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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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125 Chs

Normal Life, IV

Selica Golden Aubrey POV:

We said our goodbyes and moved our ways.

I can't wait to see the city again, it's been so long.

Yeah, it has been a very long time inside of the dungeon.

I guess I'm the same as Elias.

He said if I should consider him a guy who's hundreds of years old, but what about me…? I'm not any better at all.

My consciousness was transported to the dungeon when it was almost Christmas, the moment my fading consciousness was about to let go, I felt the mental link-up with the Dungeon.

He offered that deal to me.

Either die off. Or let my consciousness rest in the dungeon, my body heal up, and wait until my comrades save me.

And so, I chose the latter. I didn't have time to hesitate and think up scenarios of what could happen.

I simply stayed there, floating in between the floors.

And then, on a boring day like any other, he showed up.

My dark-haired, black-eyed, beautiful prince of mine.