The Author's Pov
Everyone dreams of being the protagonist. The hero who stands at the center of the world. The one who defeats impossible enemies, gains unimaginable power, and wins the heart of the....
Everyone dreams of being the protagonist. The hero who stands at the center of the world. The one who defeats impossible enemies, gains unimaginable power, and wins the heart of the most beautiful girl. The existence feared by every villain and admired by everyone else. But not me. After a lifetime of failure as a writer—with only a single successful novel to my name—I died and woke up inside the world of my final masterpiece. At first, I thought fate had finally smiled upon me. Surely I had been reincarnated as the protagonist. I couldn't have been more wrong. I wasn't the chosen hero. I wasn't a hidden genius. I wasn't even an important side character. I was a nobody. A background extra destined to be forgotten. And honestly? I was thrilled. Because I know this story better than anyone. I know the protagonist's future. The endless battles. The deadly conspiracies. The world-ending disasters that follow him wherever he goes. Being the hero in this novel is practically a death sentence. So I made a simple vow: stay far away from the protagonist, avoid trouble, and live a long, peaceful life. It was the perfect plan. Unfortunately, the world had other ideas. And before long, I would regret every word.