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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Returning to the human domain [5]

"It's been a while since I've been here." 

Staring at the metropolis that was Ashton city, I felt a wave of nostalgia wash over me. 

It had truly been a while since I had gone back to the human domain and everything felt weird from the skyscrapers that covered every inch of the city to the general vibe of the place. 

Comapred to Henlour and Issanor, it just felt different. 

After separating from Douglas, and altering my face with the mask, my first stop was my parent's house. Well, in a way it could also be argued that this was my house since I didn't really have my own house. I used to live in the Lock dormitories after all. 

"This should be the place, no?" 

Halting my steps in front of a large building and double-checking with my phone's GPS, I proceeded to walk into the building.