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The Stepping Stones

For every Mc that rises to the heavens, countless side characters bite the dust. This is a first-person anthology of the tragic stories of the mountains of corpses that lost their voices under the damage caused by the unfair tropes

Apprentice4 · Realistic
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21 Chs

Why?

I tried my best.

I really tried my best.

But how many can kill their own parents without any past records of abuse or harassment?

Well, even those people don't. So how could I?

I really wanted to be an orphan though.

Their life experience is so rich. They are underestimated and then they shine.

Ai, why did God give me filthy rich parents?

Am I supposed to be a side character now?

Do I keep waiting for a ray of hope, my golden cheat to sparkle someday just as I wake up.

I peek at the beautiful naked lady sleeping beside me, my wife.

She didn't even know me, why didn't she break our engagement off? What a gold-digger! Even loving me so much without any deceitful schemes, how boring!

How absolutely boring!!

Should I try being a villain? I remember fainting after killing a cockroach once ahem, I mean I was told I had fainted in the hospital.

I keep thinking of this as I'm drinking vodka on the sidewalk.

Why? you ask

Well, my parents are just that influential around here. How annoying.

Hmm, what's that?

A truck is coming at full momentum and a blind old lady is crossing the road. What a dumb bitch, heh, why walk outside like this when you can't even cross the road?

Wait!!

Isn't this my chance?

I look to the right, the truck is about to hit her.

This is my chance to... TRANSMIGRATE!!

TRUCK-KUNN~~ HERE I come!!

I run towards the road just as the dumb hag was about to get hit, bypassing the 'shocked' bystanders, and my guards.

I shove her with force.

"WAAAA"

She's letting out such a stupid cry, no wonder she's like this.

Yup, I did the 'righteous' thing. Now, my time to shine has come.

Gods have mercy upon my poor soul.

I wonder whose body I'll possess.

Will it be a trashy young master? Will I be an underestimated orphan? or will I be someone whose mother got 'kidnapped' by their family because they chose a hobo for a husband. Ah, I don't care.

I'm off to a better world, yayy.

Eh, did I shove this hag in the wrong direction?

I look at the grim visage of truck-kun transmigrating that stupid hag before me, her brain a mush.

Oh well... oopsie?

I open my arms as truck-kun embraces me.

OOF

It's dark, I can't feel my body. My thought process is slowing down.

What's happening?

Am I... dying?

But... Why!!!

It wasn't supposed to be like this...

The good guy is dead, the bad guy is dead, the old hag is also dead, happy ending.

Don't try transmigration guys! It's a damned scam - the dead guy

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