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Everyone has friends in their lives, right? They can be anyone—good friends, bad friends, or even... friends with benefits. Ahem! Anyway, the point is, everyone has friends. And so did I. I was friends with author of web novel. Yeah, was. A small argument over how the main character should act in novel of [World’s Greatest Hero] led to a fight with my friend, the author. Still frustrated, I stormed out of his house... and that’s when Truck-kun hit me. But that wasn’t the worst part. The worst part? I woke up in a different body—the body of a side character in my friend’s novel. A character who is supposed to die in the prologue. [Your body is dying!] [You don’t have much time left.] [The creator of this world is mocking you.] F#ck you, Author. F#ck this novel. I will survive, and when I do—I'll beat you to a pulp! --- Additional tags: # Academy # Alternate World # Fantasy World # Male Protagonist # Misunderstandings # Multiple Love Interests # Obsessive Love # Possession # Romantic Subplot # Special Abilities # Transported to Another World # Yandere

Ghost stories descend, binding national fate. People enhance themselves and their nation's luck by constantly participating in Analog Horror. Mental patient Jiang Xiao is initially selected to enter a nine-star level mental hospital Analog Horror! However, he bizarrely finds out that he seems to be the most seriously ill one... Jiang Xiao: "I sign a pact with the ghost stories, the weirdness is my grandson!" Participating in the seven-star level Analog Horror "Where Did Daddy Die". A peachy-cheeked son with big eyes blinking asks: "Do you want to be my daddy?" The chosen one: "Yes!" Son: "Then I have a tiny request, which is to beat you to death!" One chosen daddy after another is smashed into pulp by the son right from the start. Facing the rebellious son charging forward, Jiang Xiao smiles coldly: "Dad, I'm actually your son!"

Tang Hao était un homme honnête qui gagnait honnêtement sa vie, mais malgré toute son honnêteté et sa gentillesse, la vie tournait souvent le dos. Même lorsqu'il a défendu un homme dans la rue, il a fini par être battu jusqu'à la pulpe et l'homme qu'il a défendu ? Il a disparu. Cela laissa Tang Hao sans rien à prouver et avec une lourde facture médicale qui épuisait ses économies. Cependant, alors qu'il était inconscient à l'hôpital, il pouvait sentir une chaleur provenant du pendentif de jade qu'il portait alors qu'il commençait à le nourrir d'une mine d'informations inestimables. Maintenant sorti de l'hôpital, et toujours armé de la même naïveté et honnêteté, que fera notre paysan villageois de ce nouveau pouvoir ? Conquerra-t-il les cœurs de cent femmes ? Vaincra-t-il les plus puissants seigneurs du crime ? Seul le temps le dira, mais pour l'instant, le destin a de nombreux plans fantaisistes pour Tang Hao.

Everyone has friends in their lives, right? They can be anyone—good friends, bad friends, or even... friends with benefits. Ahem! Anyway, the point is, everyone has friends. And so did I. I was friends with author of web novel. Yeah, was. A small argument over how the main character should act in novel of [World’s Greatest Hero] led to a fight with my friend, the author. Still frustrated, I stormed out of his house... and that’s when Truck-kun hit me. But that wasn’t the worst part. The worst part? I woke up in a different body—the body of a side character in my friend’s novel. A character who is supposed to die in the prologue. [Your body is dying!] [You don’t have much time left.] [The creator of this world is mocking you.] F#ck you, Author. F#ck this novel. I will survive, and when I do—I'll beat you to a pulp! --- Additional tags: # Academy # Alternate World # Fantasy World # Male Protagonist # Misunderstandings # Multiple Love Interests # Obsessive Love # Possession # Romantic Subplot # Special Abilities # Transported to Another World # Yandere

The New World In a world where only a select few awaken extraordinary abilities, Rein Aldric dreams of becoming an officer in the Imperial Bureau of Enforcement (IBE). But when he fails the entrance exam, his future seems uncertain. A fateful night changes everything—a brutal fight, a haunting nightmare, and a painful realization: strength is the only path forward. As he struggles to grow stronger, unseen forces move in the shadows, shaping the fate of the world. A dark fantasy story of ambition, struggle, and the pursuit of power.

"Now you see?" she shouted in a mix of annoyance and disappointment. "You can't outsmart Scrients! They're the most intelligent beings across the two realms." "You're right," I muttered, averting my gaze with a heavy sigh. "I made a mistake. I was too arrogant to think that a mere human like me could fool them." —BOOM!! "Heik! Wh-What was that?" "Hmm? I'm not sure. Maybe you should go and ask the most intelligent beings across the two realms. Oh wait, you can't. I killed them all.” ______ My name is Samael Kaizer Theosbane. On the last day of high school, I got into a fight with a kid I used to bully. It was a stupid, pointless scuffle, and in the middle of it, I tripped and hit my head on a rock. That’s when the memories came flooding in - the memories of another life, of a different world. Suddenly, everything made a twisted kind of sense. I realized two things. First, I was in a game I used to play in my past life. Second, I was a villain. A villain! Not the cool and mysterious kind, either. No, my destiny was to be manipulated and die a dog's death! I was the worst type of cliché: an ungrateful, privileged, insufferable young master. The sort you'd find in those poorly written fantasy stories. The kind everyone hates — a snobby brat from a powerful noble family who thinks he owns the world just because he was born with a silver spoon lodged in his mouth. You know the type. The one the hero beats to a pulp to prove his worth. Yeah, I was that guy. And the hero? The hero was the kid I’d been bullying all this time. The same one I got into a fight with. He was the supposed savior of this damned world. A world teetering on the edge of destruction, beset by wars, calamities, and a grim future that only I knew. And at the end of it all, the final antagonist of the game, the undefeatable boss… the Spirit King, was waiting. But could I even make it to the end? Could I conquer a game where defeat was the only certainty? A game that was now my reality! “Ah, fuck it.” I had no idea if I could, but I sure as hell was going to try. Extorting extras, manipulating main characters, twisting the story to my advantage, stealing the hero’s cheat items, killing villains before they could become threats - nothing was beneath me. Would the main characters be affected? Who cares! Would the story change? Even better! All I cared about was me—my survival, my life, my choices. “I will live this life with no regrets.” …But as I soon discovered, fate was not easily changed. And the price of altering one's destiny was steep. ========== Discord Server: https://discord.gg/VjFQtDUaTR

In a dark alley, obscured from the prying eyes of people, the muffled grunts of a shadowy figure beaten to a pulp were barely visible. Four hooded figures were standing around the bloody figure on the ground as he looked up in hate. Kraign struggled to his feet, his face mangled beyond recognition. "All of you idiots shall pay. THE WORLD WILL BURN!! "Boss, I think he's gone mad, we should leave", one of the hooded figures said on a low voice. "Was thinking the same thing", the shortest hooded figure replied, retreating with his crew, leaving the boy in the ground, barely breathing. As death drew near, things all went wrong.

#KINGDOMBUILDING #MILITARY #SLICEOFLIFE ***THIS NOVEL HAVE BEEN ABANDONED/DROPPED*** Un groupe d'amis en la noirceur de la nuit se font dévorer par un phénomène pour qui le mot d'étrange n'est point suffisant a le décrire . Années 1200 les Almohade/Al Muwahhidun une entité surpuissante règne en maître sur l'Afrique du nord et la péninsule Ibérique , rien et personne n'aurait pus prédire que cette même superpuissance vivait ses dernières heures de gloire et qu'une sombre ère qui allait durer la moitié d'un siècle pointait son nez sur le cœur de cet empire du Maghreb . Nos protagonistes se retrouvent en plein dans la tourmente de cette période trouble où Sultans/Califes de l'empire se succèdent a un rythme alarmant rappelant la période l'Empire Romain d'Occident , la criminalité connais une hausse , l'empire recule de face aux chrétiens Ibériques et les dynasties vassales à l'empire , pour la première fois depuis 2 siècles les routes commerciales transSaharienne , d'Al Andalus et du Maghreb son sujettes à des raids constants des bandits et criminels en tous genres , le commerce ralentit , l'instabilité se repend , les vivres et marchandises ne circulent plus , les famines accompagnées d'épidémies se déclarent dans tous l'empire , les officiers et bureaucrates de l'empire meurts de façon étrange et misterieuse , ceux qui leur succèdent ne font chaque années que renforcer leur image d'incompétence et de corruption , tous dans l'empire espèrent un messie qui les sauveras eux et cet dernier rempart de l'Occident islamique des loups affamés d'Europe . que fera nos protagonistes pour survivre et vivre en cette période trouble et confuse ? parviendront ils a survivre face aux imprévus de la vie en cet empire qui n'est qu'une simulations titanesques du concept de décadence. English version A group of friends in the dark of night are devoured by a phenomenon for which the word "strange" is not enough to describe it. In the year 1200, the Almohads/Al Muwahhidun, an overpowering entity, reigned supreme over North Africa and the Iberian Peninsula. Nothing and no-one could have predicted that this same superpower was living out its final hours of glory and that a dark era that would last half a century was about to dawn on the heart of this Maghreb empire. Our protagonists find themselves in the midst of the turmoil of this troubled period, when the empire's sultans and caliphs succeed one another at an alarming rate, reminiscent of the period of the Western Roman Empire, crime is on the rise, the empire is retreating in the face of the Iberian Christians and the dynasties vassal to the empire, for the first time in 2 centuries the trans-Saharan trade routes of Al Andalus and the Maghreb are subject to constant raids by bandits and criminals of all kinds, Trade was slowing down, instability was spreading, food and goods were no longer circulating, famines accompanied by epidemics were breaking out throughout the empire, the empire's officers and bureaucrats were dying in strange and misterious ways, and those who succeeded them every year only reinforced their image of incompetence and corruption, everyone in the empire was hoping for a messiah who would save them and this last bulwark of the Islamic West from the the hungry wolves of Europe. What will our protagonists do to survive and live in these troubled and confused times? Will they manage to survive in the face of the unforeseen events of life in this empire, which is nothing more than a titanic simulation of the concept of decadence?

When I opened my eyes, I was inside a novel. [The Birth of a Hero]. [The Birth of a Hero] was a novel focused on the adventures of the main character, Choi Han, a high school boy who was transported to a different dimension from Earth, along with the birth of the numerous heroes of the continent. I became a part of that novel as the trash of the Count’s family, the family that oversaw the territory where the first village that Choi Han visits is located. The problem is that Choi Han becomes twisted after that village, and everyone in it, are destroyed by assassins. The bigger problem is the fact that this stupid trash who I’ve become doesn’t know about what happened in the village and messes with Choi Han, only to get beaten to a pulp. “…This is going to be a problem.” I feel like something serious has happened to me. But it was worth trying to make this my new life. DISCLAIMER: I am neither the author nor translator of the story. Please support author on official site. Translation credit: Eatapplepies

Beaten to a pulp day by day, exploited, manipulated and forced to live day by day like a slave to the bullies at school. With no hope of revenge, Davis only hoped he could finally shut his eyes forever but even that was not granted to him. Fed up with his life he decides to take a crazy risk "since they don't want to grant me rest then I'll grant them." He finally took revenge at the expense of his life only to be brought back as the abandoned son of the most notorious mafia boss in the entire world. To others being a mafia boss's son may be cool but Davis was the abandoned son of the mafia boss, even bottom tier street gangs had more recognition than him and to top it off he had to take care of his abandoned mother. but fate didn't forget to give him a cheat to get started. After alot of twist and turns, watch as Davis turns from a regular youngster to the ruler of mafia.

A handsome half-orc with a hulking body filled with perfect muscles stands carrying a great axe over one shoulder. His neon blue eyes watching the void, waiting for those that would threaten his world. Huge creatures with monstrous figures, beasts of the abyss, here to kill the orc. Their angered shrieks and pained screams filled the air. The corpses of these monsters surround his body, forming his throne of dread. His long tail smashed down, turning them into pulp while using his brutal axe with powerful chops, cleaving them into pieces. "This world shall become ours; you cannot stop our legion! Orc!" a distorted and evil voice sounded. "WATCH ME!" Shouted the orc, filled with confidence and pride. In defiance, a purple mist shrouded him as he transformed into a monster himself, with long gryphon wings and sharp horns from his head—a hulking muscular body and legs filled with thick scales and black hooves. Bang! The orc stepped forward, his heart burning with passion and desire as he bellowed with a demonic and distorted voice. "I am the Sovereign of Dread, foul Daemons. This is MY world! Return to your wasteland to rot, or DIE!" He was a manticore, the only male manticore ever to exist. He fights not for power. Not for glory! Alistair "Raven" Granbell fights only for his beloved women and because he LOVES to fight the strong and crush them under his axe Mor'vaal and prove he deserves his Dread Sovereign title. Dread Sovereign is exclusively published on Webnovel.com.

The war in the kingdom intensified, and the orcs from the North were ready to take action. They traveled through time and became the ninth son of a Count. He was not qualified to inherit the title, but accidentally obtained the daily intelligence system. With the help of the daily intelligence system, he began to build a territory and obtain a title. [Daily information has been updated] [1: Renn was wandering around the Lucerne town market today and accidentally bought a life fruit from Mijie’s pulp shop. After taking it, he officially condensed the life seeds] [2: In the northern part of your territory, there is an extremely rich iron mine among the Golimbo tribe] [3: In ten days, your territory will be attacked by tauren] [4. After seven days, there will be a group of unicorns looking for food in the west of your territory] 【5：…………】 [6: Engel Dressrosa seems to have some troubles, coming from the limitations of his own strength] 【7:……】 This is a translation, All credit goes to the original author: If life is just like a dream

When I opened my eyes, I was inside a novel. [The Birth of a Hero]. [The Birth of a Hero] was a novel focused on the adventures of the main character, Choi Han, a high school boy who was transported to a different dimension from Earth, along with the birth of the numerous heroes of the continent. I became a part of that novel as the trash of the Count’s family, the family that oversaw the territory where the first village that Choi Han visits is located. The problem is that Choi Han becomes twisted after that village, and everyone in it, are destroyed by assassins. The bigger problem is the fact that this stupid trash who I’ve become doesn’t know about what happened in the village and messes with Choi Han, only to get beaten to a pulp. “…This is going to be a problem.” I feel like something serious has happened to me. But it was worth trying to make this my new life. ------------------------------------- Disclaimer: This is an unofficial translation of the novel "Lout of Count's Family." Every effort has been made to ensure accuracy, but there may be errors or omissions. The original work holds the sole copyright, and this translation is intended for entertainment purposes only. No commercial use is permitted without the author's consent. Please note that cultural nuances, idioms, and literary devices might be lost or altered in translation. The translator does not claim ownership of the original work or its characters. If you find any errors or have suggestions, please feel free to provide feedback. Thank you for reading! [Author – Yu Ryeo Han] [Proofreader – Rai_Mayank]

By sheer happenstance, Wang Hui's casual purchase of a blind box revealed an entire miniature world. A mere scattering of crumbs could sustain a tiny tribe through the harshest winter, while a single soda can was sufficient to fully arm thousands of diminutive soldiers. To these minute humans, he was nothing short of a deity descended from the heavens. Even more astonishingly, subsequent blind box acquisitions unveiled a second, a third, and numerous additional miniature worlds. He could even interlace these tiny realms, observing from on high the clashes of varied civilizations. "With countless small worlds within my command," he mused, "I am the sovereign of these boundless miniature beings."

Addux Kaname goes back in history after almost losing a fight with a demon.His life repeats without him knowing it. He becomes one helpless guy. He is beaten to a pulp but he is saved by a cute girl who invites him to her school. It gets More crazy when the girl discloses that she was just after the amulet he was wearing inorder to revive a powerful demon known as Berxly who has the power to free her and other demons from the reign of Destroyer. Addux gets caught up in the mix and becomes a vessel for demon Berxly

"Ib jom kahwin dengan I, my parent dah bertanya bila kita nak menikah?, usia I pon sudah semakin meningkat", ajak Ros kepada Shuib jejaka yang pada pandangannya sangat sempurna sebagai bakal iman dia dan bakal anak-anak mereka. Cinta pandang pertama untuk dia dan impian dia untuk membina bahtera indah bersama. "Sayang, I baru mula kerja masih tidak berkemampuan, maybe hujung tahun ini I boleh masuk meminang ", spontan jawaban dari Shuib atas ajakan itu, benar memang mereka agak lama berkawan ya la dari zaman belajar di UiTM tapi baru saja menerima lamaran kerja dan belum lagi menjadi pekerja tetap . Siapa tak nak kahwin oii bila dah cukup masa, kalau boleh hari ini juga nak menikah namun kekangan kewangan ada di situ. Roslina gadis manis,ayu dan menawan agak tinggi , sejuk hati mata memandang, berkulit agak cerah , bermuka bulat , bertahi lalat di pipi kiri, sentiasa tersenyum dan sangat-sangat lembut dalam berbicara, peribadinya sangat-sangat indah. Sesuai dengan Shuib yang boleh di katakan tampan tapi agak berisi,kulit putih mulus, berjanggut sedikit membawa imej muslim sejati dalam diri dan lontaran bicara dan mengalukan surah-surah Al-Quran sangat indah. Pasangan yang sejoli saling melengkapi antara satu sama lain. Namun di mana lautan sentiasa tenang. Hidup adalah perjalanan di mana kita akan di uji di situ kekuatan akan menyediakan kita untuk tujuan akhir.

My name is Chu Yan. After rejecting the unspoken rules imposed by my elders, I was compelled to venture into the lawless realm of trials to rectify the evils present therein. As the trials commenced, “Beware of these perilous women: the sinful knightesses, the fallen nuns of desire, the annihilator officers, and the smuggler merchantresses...” “Goodness, what a magnitude of wickedness!” At the conclusion of the trials, Chu Yan found herself ensconced in the voluptuous embrace of these wayward women, facing the deathly gaze of the examiner. “Please elucidate the nature of this situation!” “Beyond my bedroom, the security level in the entire area is remarkably high, with outstanding governance results!” “My lord, such is not the proper use of these wayward women!”

Did you know that the flesh of the little demon boasts a protein content six times that of beef, capable of providing an individual with their daily hydration needs? Its tender texture is infused with various vitamins, making it suitable for stewing, roasting, frying, or grilling, and it is renowned for its beautifying properties. This green and healthful delicacy has garnered fervent admiration from the aristocracy of Byronwell, with numerous demon hunters amassing wealth through the trade of little demon jerky, despite many of these offerings being fraudulent, comprised of the flesh of wretched fiends. However, Alan wishes to convey that he would rather consume a mouthful of weeds than swallow even a morsel of little demon meat. Because… the taste is reminiscent of excrement.

In the year 1038, known as the Year of the Gushing Springs, the mighty Titan, Ranasis, stole the artifact of the Arctic god, Uluthio—the enchanting Ice and Snow Necklace. Consequently, the vast glaciers dominating the north began to recede. The lands of Nafiel, Vasa, and Damara became increasingly habitable, heralding the commencement of a grand migration. In the same year, powerful legends received cryptic messages from the future. Though the incomplete magic only conveyed fleeting whispers, the people sensed that a formidable magical empire was emerging in the northern realms. Driven by motives of power, sorcery, riches, and justice, the strong began their journey northward. Yet, all of this seemed inconsequential to Lynn. The newly arrived traveler merely sought a better life, unconcerned with the missteps of deities or the grand maneuvers of legendary figures. However, on occasion, as he gazed upon the chaotic and backward state of Faerûn, he could not help but ponder: perhaps it was time to bestow a new order upon this world?

In another virtual world, a game gourmet changes everything. The chef's creations are legendary: fried rice made with phoenix eggs, rice from the Qin Dynasty, and dumplings filled with ice silkworm meat. But there are rules: if the chef doesn’t let you eat, you can’t. Even if you can, it depends on his mood—if he’s not feeling it, forget about it. Every day, chaos ensues as people scramble for a taste, with even starlets waiting eagerly, using flying swords and ships just for that exquisite culinary experience. —He is the devilish chef, loved and hated, wielding his iron wok.

Sixty years after the global catastrophe, the Little Ice Age ended. The governments of all living districts began to extensively reclaim the land in the ungoverned areas awaiting planning, reorganize resources, and fully enter the recovery stage. These two decades were also known as the "Golden Two Decades". This was a magnificent era when new districts rose one after another, politics provided the stage, capital played the role, ambitious people were everywhere, and heroes, the mighty, the crafty, and the grassroots rose together! A young man emerged in the chaotic world with full strategies, having a fierce heart and measuring the heaven and earth.

Summary HI. Everyone This story is about a journey to the top by an arrogant and pervert boy named Trevor who met a prideful system after he died from an infamous truck- kun. Along the way, where he faces powerful immortals, gods many other creatures and beats them to pulp and there are no things he can't do but there is one thing he can't avoid is to getting trolled by his system which treats him as a slave System: [Slave have pride in what you do. The moment you lose your pride, then it's a one-way ticket to hell].

Tang Hao was an honest man making an honest living, but despite all his honesty and kindness, life often looked the other way. Even when he stood up for a man in the streets, he ended up being beaten to a pulp and the man he stood up for? He disappeared. That left Tang Hao with nothing to prove and a hefty medical bill blowing through his savings. However, while he lay unconscious in the hospital, he could feel a warmth coming from the jade pendent he wore as it began to feed him with a trove of priceless information. Now discharged, and still armed with the same naivety and honesty, what will our village peasant do with this newfound power? Will he go on to conquer the hearts of a hundred women? Will he defeat the mightiest crime lords? Only time will tell, but for now, fate has many whimsical plans for Tang Hao.

Tang Hao was an honest man making an honest living, but despite all his honesty and kindness, life often looked the other way. Even when he stood up for a man in the streets, he ended up being beaten to a pulp and the man he stood up for? He disappeared. That left Tang Hao with nothing to prove and a hefty medical bill blowing through his savings. However, while he lay unconscious in the hospital, he could feel a warmth coming from the jade pendent he wore as it began to feed him with a trove of priceless information. Now discharged, and still armed with the same naivety and honesty, what will our village peasant do with this newfound power? Will he go on to conquer the hearts of a hundred women? Will he defeat the mightiest crime lords? Only time will tell, but for now, fate has many whimsical plans for Tang Hao.

When I opened my eyes, I was inside a novel. [The Birth of a Hero]. [The Birth of a Hero] was a novel focused on the adventures of the main character, Choi Han, a high school boy who was transported to a different dimension from Earth, along with the birth of the numerous heroes of the continent. I became a part of that novel as the trash of the Count’s family, the family that oversaw the territory where the first village that Choi Han visits is located. The problem is that Choi Han becomes twisted after that village, and everyone in it, are destroyed by assassins. The bigger problem is the fact that this stupid trash who I’ve become doesn’t know about what happened in the village and messes with Choi Han, only to get beaten to a pulp. “…This is going to be a problem.” I feel like something serious has happened to me. But it was worth trying to make this my new life.

The strongest man in the world has grown bored of the world. After becoming the strongest, the world was supposed to entertain him! But no, the world felt so bland, so soft, so boring. “Let’s shake things up a bit”. Orchestrating the battle of the millennium, the strongest man beat the 10 strongest astral warriors in the world to a pulp, doing his best to make it a showpiece before going with a bang. Yes, the strongest man killed himself. ‘This is the only way to reset this boring world’. He killed himself after leaving the only inheritance that he could think of to make the world exciting. Fast-forward 45 years and a boy was born, Ramon Brenden. He inherited the will of the once strongest man in the world. “Hehe, I shall become the strongest”. “I shall create the best crew of astral travelers in the world”. “The best cook?” “They’re mine”. “What’s life without music? The best musician is mine”. “The best warriors are mine”. “I shall become the new King of astral travelers!” ... NOTE: I'll be updating 2 chapters per day, I'll drop milestones for mass release with time if I'm satisfied with the engagement. Thanks in advance for reading. For those who saw the previous one, I reuploaded it for WSA.

In many places heroes and villains would appear out of no where. Many won't give it a single thought but behind the scenes someone is always watching those heroes and villains and laughing. That is the Creator. He is bored so to cure that boredom he shall create new characters that shouldn't have originally existed to see what new fun events and reactions would be created when the plot that the world created gets changed by someone who with the wrong intentions have existed. Author's Note: This is my first novel and English isn't my first language so if I make any mistakes please tell me I would try my best to improve the story. The cover isn't mine I just got it from google so if you want me to remove it let me know and I will.

When I opened my eyes, I was inside a novel. [The Birth of a Hero]. [The Birth of a Hero] was a novel focused on the adventures of the main character, Choi Han, a high school boy who was transported to a different dimension from Earth, along with the birth of the numerous heroes of the continent. I became a part of that novel as the trash of the Count’s family, the family that oversaw the territory where the first village that Choi Han visits is located. The problem is that Choi Han becomes twisted after that village, and everyone in it, are destroyed by assassins. The bigger problem is the fact that this stupid trash who I’ve become doesn’t know about what happened in the village and messes with Choi Han, only to get beaten to a pulp. “…This is going to be a problem.” I feel like something serious has happened to me.  But it was worth trying to make this my new life. ____________________________________________________ Disclaimer: This is not my work nor translation! Original: Chungeoram Translation: https://eatapplepies.com/trash-of-the-counts-family/

What happens when a crappy author is sent into his own crappy book? *** Hori Willaims is an unemployed author working on his masterpiece to submit in the editor’s panel with the hopes of publishing his book. One of the editors identify his work as thrash and in a fit of rage, he beat the editor to a pulp. Little did he know, he just made the decision that would turn his life around. After a blissful sleep, he wakes up to realize that he transmigrated into the book that he wrote, what’s worst is that he transmigrated into one of the thrash talents that is completely beaten up by the MC. Using his knowledge as the author, Hori navigates the world and gets stronger.