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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

 'Hmm, something moves at a fast speed from above.' Alfin looked up but all he saw was the ceiling fan over his head.


"This was too noisy, no way others didn't notice it."


Walking out of his room, Alfin soon met Tarkov, who had also been disturbed by the current event. The only difference was, his face was full of worry and confusion.


"It seems like you know what it was that just flew past this place."


Tarkov nodded but that's it. He didn't speak more and instead sent a message.


--" I can't be sure as it was only brief but I detected an encrypted signal from Yelwis. It was him." Tarkov had learned a fair share of encryption methods from Yelwis after they were made to work together under Wilkis's order.


--" Detected? He didn't send a message?" Alfin was surprised to learn that Yelwis, instead of running from grade four, had entered the city and even then he was still being hunted by someone.


2.15.2 Why did you wake up the good old man