I was an author with three discontinued serials. I ended up being transported into a world where the stories I wrote had merged together, and now… “Master, why do you…
Hey, all of us who CAN’T regress, how about we hit that like button? I’ll go first!
After dying in the modern world, I was reborn in a world with reversed gender roles. “Ah, a demon! It’s a demon!!” “He must be executed immediately!” …With the incredibly…
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…
