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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

Everything coming together [1]

"Gervis…"

Staring at Gervis's lifeless corpse, Douglas shuddered slightly, his voice strained.

What followed his words was an intense chill that shrouded the entire hall.

It didn't take a genius to understand what had happened, especially with Randur standing not so far from Gervis with a dagger in his hands, dripping with blood.

Lifting his head, Douglas's eyes paused on Randur.

"Why have you decided to betray us?" Douglas asked in a tone bereft of emotion.

His voice was calm and composed, but everyone in the room could feel the anger hidden within. The air around him trembled.

"Why did you do that…Randur?"

"…"

Silence.

Douglas was only met with silence. Randur just kept staring at him in the eyes.

After a while, raising his small, bulky hand, Randur pointed it at Waylan who was standing next to Ren.