The Author's POV

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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Return [3]

March 20th. 

At the beginning of spring. 

—Beeep! —Beeep! 

A rhythmical beeping noise echoed inside of a white room.

Inside of the white room was a small bed where a beautiful girl with long orange hair lay.

Her breathing was faint, and if not for the cardiac event monitor next to her, someone could've mistaken her for a dead person. 


After a while, the girl's eyelids twitched slightly. 

Before long, opening her eyes, the girl blinked a couple of times, as she wondered, 'Where am I? What's going on?'

Lifting her head up, the girl's eyes darted all over the room. Finally, she realized that she was in a hospital room. 


It was then that the door opened and a nurse came in. Holding onto a trolley filled with equipment, the nurse calmly pushed it towards the side of the room.