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Villain of my own novel

Eshwar is the name of the author who transmigrated into his own novel after his death. Eshwar’s death was caused by his own magic which he had yet to control. Why? because I didn't think I would seriously die!!!! Anyway.... my novel's protagonist is a selfish person. why you ask? because I wrote him and I wanted him to be like me. Muhahahaha, ha. I reincarnated into my novel! and that to as a villain who dies in the first half, will I stand still and die? Of course not, I may have reincarnated as a villain but its not like I will live like he did. I'll live my life as I want! and kill all the other villains. Why? because I love the world I created, hahaha, ha.... (real reason: I love to fight.), who else will get the chance to look at the world they have created? System I created is messed up for some reason and is doing everything on its own!!??? we'll see how it turns out with everything messed up, well(sigh...) Oh, but because i have reincarnated as a villain, I got a new problem and that is, I'm handsome (sparkles), I have to say, handsome people have their own problems. ==== SLOW START. [VOL 1 INTRODUCTION: MAYBE CONFUSING, BUT EVERYTHING WILL COME TOGETHER IN THE LATER CHAPTERS.] ==== I don't know who the artist of the cover is, but if you want me to remove it, you can ask me to do so(T-T)! Credits for the artist. And, Thank you for reading!!!!

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304. Charlie Rowse.

In a large, 500-foot room filled with training dummies, weapons, and equipment. A handsome man with golden blonde hair and bright, cyan-coloured eyes had sweat trickling down his well-toned martial body, while his fierce gaze was fixed on the immobile training dummy in front of him.

 

TAK-TAK

 

"Huff...huff...huff...haa!!" With a subtle yell amid his huffs, he stopped swinging the wooden sword at the training dummy.

 

Picking up his sweat-drenched towel that was dropped on the ground next to him, he wiped off his sweat and looked at his hands, which were filled with calluses.

 

"Not enough." He mumbled under his breath. His name was Charlie Rowse, Charlie Rowse Sheovaria, the heir, the crown prince of the Sheovaria empire. Since he was not seen outside the empire, no one knew what he looked like or if he really existed, so it wasn't that difficult for him to join the academy without garnering too much attention.