I became a stalker who chased after the heroines, only to be cut down by the protagonist. To survive, I decided to quit. I’m not the type to stalk someone…
I tried everything to grow taller, but everything except ‘that’ didn’t work out. I’m still looked down on for being short. Everyone would understand if they were my height.
Time Stop, Hypnosis, Training App. Of these, I am in charge of Time Stop.
I intervene in all events of the game. And take it away.
I got transported into a novel where baseless characters run rampant, and readers’ random feedback is shoved in. The thing is, I’m a third-rate villain.
Hey, all of us who CAN’T regress, how about we hit that like button? I’ll go first!
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.
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.
