Fantasy

I had never even dreamt of it, yet when I came to my senses, I found myself halfway to becoming the protagonist.

There probably wasn’t any conflict. They probably disbanded perfectly, marking the end of the story.

I’ve possessed the shittiest character with the lowest initial growth rate and countless death routes. However, only I can monopolize the hidden skills.

“I’ll concede the first strike.” Please, hit me first. For fuck’s sake. When I parried the attack, I was mistaken for a God of War.

Life is about overcoming the waves that ceaselessly come crashing in, and yet the people of the North still live on today.

A hero party consists of a hero, a thief, a mage, and a saintess. I must kidnap that hero party. If I don’t kidnap them, I will die.

It’s been two years since I possessed a medieval knight, and I belatedly realized that I was in a martial arts novel.

I became Ho Cheon-an, a second-rate warrior in the martial arts game [Murim Cheonha]. To survive, I had no choice but to give enlightenment. Martial arts masters began to obsess…

“Damn those bastards…!” As soon as Part 1 ended, the main characters of the novel escaped. Then what about Part 2?

“I quit.” After waiting a hundred years, I finally quit being an executive of the demon world. In a world where even the protagonist, the heroine, and the named NPCs…