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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

The second wave [2]

WIIIIIING!

Staring at the incoming attack, I slashed down. 

However, the moment I slashed down, I came to a sudden realization and forcefully stopped myself mid-swing.

"Uk!"

This was probably not a good idea as a groan soon escaped from my mouth and an inexplicable pain coursed through my muscles. 

But I didn't have time to care about that.

Coating my fists with wind psyons I punched out, and a ferocious force burst out from my fist. 

Puchi!

My punch soon collided with the demon's attack, and the demon was pushed back. 

"Khh..." 

Gritting my teeth, I glanced towards my right hand, where a large wound appeared. Red blood dripped down from the ground.

Gritting my teeth and withstanding the pain, I glared at the demon opposite me.

For a moment, I forgot about my training. If not for my sudden realization, the sword in my hand would've been long broken into pieces.