The Transmigrator Doesn’t Dream of Being the Protagonist
I had never even dreamt of it, yet when I came to my senses, I found myself halfway to becoming the protagonist.
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’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.
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.
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…
[Note: This is not an r18 smut novel its a good ol harem] I’ve become the time-stop breeding uncle from an erotic game. But the situation is completely fucked up,…
For unknown reasons, I found myself in a game and am on my 12th attempt at clearing it. It appears impossible to achieve the “conquer all heroines” ending. The moment…
War hero. The strongest in the world. Those are the epithets of the protagonist I created in my novel. Now I have to catch and destroy that bastard.