After 10 years of living as a professional gamer, I moved to Japan to work as a coach. However, I was invited as a special guest to a game show…
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…
In the game Hundred Braves, a character-raising simulation RPG. I’ve possessed the 101st character, who has neither a good background nor good stats.
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.
I was transported into a hardcore zombie apocalypse game that I played for over 1,000 hours. But the world is much more intact than I remember. For now.
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.
I’ve possessed the shittiest character with the lowest initial growth rate and countless death routes. However, only I can monopolize the hidden skills.
Life is about overcoming the waves that ceaselessly come crashing in, and yet the people of the North still live on today.
“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…
