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.
A victory earned after forty regressions. It was now my turn to leave their side. Not by anyone else’s will, but by my own.
I’ve entered a novel world with so much backstory the author fried their brain. All of the heroines are trying to kill me, whether they intend to or not
I was reincarnated as the eldest son of a noble family with nothing to do. Even if I put aside the fact that the world I was reincarnated into is…
This is the story of a blind man… a prosecutor, envied by the weak.
There were women approaching me, who had decided to die.
