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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 · Fantasy
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Dungeon [1]

"Brrr, it's cold." 

Coming out from the portal, Ava hugged her body as she started to shiver. What greeted her sight upon coming out from the portal was a vast flat land of white. Upon closer look, in the distance, she could see three majestic peaks reaching out for the sky. 

'That should be where we should be going.' 

Similarly emerging from the portal, Hein curiously looked around.

"Is it?" 

Swooosh—! 

A cold breeze suddenly blew, and Hein's hair and clothes blew back. 

"Aren't you cold?" 

Ava asked as she looked at Hein.  He was currently wearing a white short-sleeved shirt that exposed his muscular arms, and body. The more she looked at him, the colder Ava felt. 

"Cold?" 

Hein raised his head to glance at his surroundings. 

"...A bit?" 

There was a trace of doubt in his voice, leaving Ava dumbfounded. What is he made of?