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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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864 Chs

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Clank—! 

Darkness enveloped my vision as the doors behind me closed shut. 

Raising my hand, I snapped my fingers. 

Snap—! 

A small flame formed in front of me, illuminating what was ahead of me. 

"Rather plain..." 

Apart from a small bed that sat in the corner of the room, there was nothing else in the room. Not even a toilet. 

Shaking my head, I proceeded to lay down on the bed. The bed was rather hard, but I made due. Beggars couldn't be choosers. 

Beside me, the flame continued illuminating the place. 

Raising my hand, I glanced at my wrist. 

"They sure are confident." 

I had originally thought that they would've taken my bracelet away, but that never happened. This surprised me quite a bit, but who was I to complain? 

This perfectly worked in my favor. 

Reaching my hand out, I slowly clenched it. I then opened my mouth and asked.