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World Is Gonna Roll Me

The vengeful God in another world is me?! Wasn't it just a game?!

‘How did this happen’ The young man, practically a boy, looked at the scene in front of him. In just one glance it was possible to see dozens of people, more closely he was sure there could be hundreds or thousands of people prostrating themselves in front of him. From the center of the city square to the adjacent streets in front of the temple, with a frightening similarity to what happened in the Vatican when the Pope gave a speech. The young man sitting on a throne too big for him, inside a marble temple he could see expressions of happiness, reverence, gratitude and in some a small hint of fear. Not that he paid much attention to the others, his attention was mainly drawn to the group directly below the throne. This group was made up of people of various ages, from old men with gray and wrinkled hair, but with strangely healthy bodies and postures upright like poles, to young people of various ages including children. What this group in particular had in common was their expression, which could only be described as fanatical as they looked at the young man. The only thing that was going on in the young man's head, with all this excessive attention, was simply... ‘How did things get like this?!!!! I was just playing a game!!!!’ In a room in an ordinary apartment, in an ordinary city. A seemingly ordinary young man could be seen lying in bed with a cell phone on his chest. The cell phone was on and showing scenes from what appeared to be a game. With a small and intriguing coincidence that the young man sitting on a huge throne inside a marble temple was completely identical to the sleeping young man. ********************************************** Thanks to ImagineArt for the image
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I will survive even if the world is against me

Each story has a protagonist. She has everything: incredible abilities, a loving family, brothers and a caring father. It all comes from the beginning, like a gift from fate. Ah, those stories of rebirth..... I love those stories. I used to dream of living in a world like that. But... Damn it, why didn't I have the perfect family? Why wasn't I born beautiful? Or was I born beautiful? Why did I have to go through pain and hardship to get everything on my own, step by step? It's so unfair! Of course, I have no regrets. Everything I've gone through has made me stronger and helped me find my destiny. But why didn't things turn out the way I dreamed? Now I have it all - status, wealth, respect. My friends and I saved the world. We've been through so much. But why won't this cold archduke leave me alone? - Your Lordship, – I said irritably, –why do you visit me so often? - Have I? It's been nine hours since we last saw each other. - Exactly! Nine hours! If you've come back with your... - Yes, I've come back to ask for your hand in marriage. - No. - Emilia, how many times can you say no? What more can I do to prove my love? - Respect the rules of etiquette, Your Lordship, – I said coldly. - And please address me formally. How absurd this is. It was only twelve years ago that we first met. He didn't even feel the need to speak to me. How many times did I cry because of his coldness? How did I get to this point? It all started the day I decided to run away.....
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