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 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!
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.
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.
Life is about overcoming the waves that ceaselessly come crashing in, and yet the people of the North still live on today.
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.
