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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

Follow-up [1]

—Clank!

"Haa...I'm finally free" 

Entering her office, Donna shut the door behind her. Slumping on her chair, she exhaled. 

Despite the fact that she was a ranked hero, even she wasn't exempted from the questioning. The fact that she had caught, Edmund Rice also didn't help. 

He was a high-profile target after all. 

In the end, after more than five hours of questioning, she was finally set free. 

"What time is it?" 

[3:00 A.M]

Turning her wrist, Donna checked the time. Time sure flew by. Leaning on her chair she decided to take a quick rest. 

—Ring! —Ring! 

"Now what?" 

Right before she could closer her eyes, her phone rang. 

Annoyed, Donna picked up the phone and looked at the caller ID. 

"Oh god..." 

It was Monica. Ranked 27 in the Hero ranking and an ex-classmate of hers.

Someone that she couldn't handle. 

—Ding!