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After reincarnating into the past as an NPC, Girisia was faced with two options, either fall into despair and continue to barely survive in the lowest drenches of the society or make a stand and find out who played this ugly game with his life.

Now, if destiny is to be challenged, there should be nothing wrong in using the immortal resources that come in the form of Players.
After all, "A hunter cannot be blamed for hunting a prey that willingly served itself."

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Read my other work called "Jealous Nerd vs The Immortal Army". The story of an unlikely manipulative hero without shame or care for the world. Born with a vulgar mouth and equally cursed ability, the immortals will regret meeting him. If I have to say, he is polar opposite of the MC in ItmNPC.

In the mind of an NPC

It was late at night. The fight on the Thorn City Border had attracted a lot of attention. But Alfin remained oblivious to all of this. He was inside his lab working, as usual, trying to understand his ability when he sensed the arrival of a friend.


"Guess, he got distracted by whatever happened outside." Alfin threw his failed experiment into the burner as he got up, ready to welcome Tarkov.


He only has five days to live at the moment as his symptoms will start to show up in the next three days. So it would be a lie to say, Alfin wasn't worried.


Alfin slowly climbed the stairs out of the basement and took ample time to reach the door. He didn't want to rush into his house and utilize his high dexterity stat. The aftermath of a single fast motion can cause damage to his surroundings.


'Hmm… his breathing is hurried. Did they got found out?' Alfin, like a common housewife, opened the door for Tarkov and noticed his deadpan expression. And a dark thought arose in his head.


2.10.1 Ravings of a mad woman