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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

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One last match [3]

"Begin!"

The referee's thunderous voice boomed throughout the arena. Following his words, Kevin flourished his broadsword. The broadsword was about three feet in length, and its sharp edge directly reflected the glaring light coming down from the sun.

As the broadsword appeared in Kevin's hand, I watched as his muscles bulged outwards and his hand lowered slightly. 

A clear indication of just how heavy the weapon was. 

SHIIIIING—! 

With a light sound, Kevin's sword became enshrouded by a red hue visible to the naked eye! Slowly, layers upon layers of crimson air emanated from Kevin's sword. 

At this moment, despite the referee's words, neither one of us moved. A heavy tension enveloped the entire arena. 

As I gazed in Kevin's direction, an indomitable aura escaped from his body as it billowed outwards.