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I Was Reincarted As

I Was Mistaken As A Monstrous Genius Actor

Kang Woo-Jin was just an ordinary man-suddenly quit his work as a program designer and became jobless. That is, until a fateful day when his friend dragged him to an acting audition, forcing him to perform. It should have been an embarrassing disaster. But the moment he held the script, something awakened inside him. A void space appeared in his mind, pulling him deep into the role, forcing him to relive the character's emotions, memories, and even pain. The next thing he realize, He was stabbed. Became a remorseless serial killer. Transformed into a Beast. And became an action star. Each performance was terrifyingly real-too real. And the world took notice. Directors were left speechless. Fellow actors were shaken. Critics hailed him as a once-in-a-lifetime genius. But there was just one problem... Kang Woojin wasn't actually acting. As he navigates the ruthless entertainment industry, the misunderstandings surrounding him grow by the day. Was he a hidden prodigy? A monster in disguise? Or something else entirely? From supporting films to blockbusters, from gripping tragedies to heart-stopping thrillers-Woojin's rise is meteoric. But as the spotlight burns brighter, so does the pressure to keep up the illusion. How long can he maintain this façade before the truth catches up to him? This is the story of a man who never meant to become an actor-yet ended up becoming the greatest one the world had ever seen. *********************************************** DISCLAIMER: [ I DO NOT OWN THIS STORY] CREDITS TO THE OWNER :장탄 TRANSLATED/PROOFREAD BY: Guil_L
Guil_L · 771 Views

I was reincarnated as the son of the strongest duke.

When I opened my eyes for the first time in this hell, I thought I was trapped in a nightmare… but no, nightmares aren’t delivered with this level of detail. The sky was gray, like a tattered strip of ash from tormented souls. The air was heavy, as if the world itself breathed blood instead of oxygen. And more importantly… I’m not on Earth. I am Nir Verton. Son of the Duke of Shadows. The Verton family—the name whispered by nations before they sleep, feared even by those who do not know what fear means. Ah yes, Nir Verton… the calm, noble, perfect young man who’s supposed to be the centerpiece of this ridiculous story. But what is the story, exactly? A romance novel. Yes, romance. A tale written with roses, innocent scenes, and gazes that last for pages—where the heroine, Ayla, falls in love with me after three lines and ten chapters of exchanged smiles. Did I mention I despise this kind of story? I can’t stand it. I don’t believe in love made of sugar, or tears polished in golden light. But the worst part? I’m stuck in Nir’s body—the boy who smiles like he’s never known pain, while I scream on the inside. What’s expected of me? To be the heroine’s lover? To melt her heart with a smile and a flower? To hold her close while the towers collapse and whisper, “The world will be alright”? No. To hell with that. This world is leaning toward ruin, and I am no savior. I’m just an intruder in the body of the heir to a terrifying family, trapped within the threads of a story I didn’t write—and I won’t act it out the way they want. I am not Nir Verton. But since everyone believes I am... Let’s see how far I can twist your happy ending.
Nirverton · 2.1K Views
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