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Ivan, the only magicless in a world of magic finds the pocket watch with the power of 'Trial Run'

The watch and his wits are his only weapons as he embarks on an expedition to rid the world of magic. 

Using everything in his path, Ivan will plunge the world into chaos to achieve what he wants.

This is the story of a villain, who only god knows is right, or wrong.

[Extra Chapter every 20 PS!!]

Trial-Run

What is this!? Is it those gang bastards that stole my tools?! I have alarms in my house! This is impossible! Ok, Eric, calm down. The surrounding place is dark, probably below the deck? I can feel the swaying pretty clearly, so the vessel can't be that big. A yacht or something similar in size, I guess.


I patted my hands around my pockets and felt my knife was still there. Thank god for my experiences. Even the tools I kept on me are still here, great. No escape plans, but at least I am safe. I pulled out my knife and cleaved open the rope tying my hands.


Suddenly, a few taps echoed from above the hull and I swiftly hid the knife back in the pocket.


A swaying sound. The door to the hull opened.


Much louder now, the sound boldly bounced in the air.


I pursed my lips and softened my breathing.


I could faintly make out a ray of light touching my cheeks. Someone had entered with a torch.


Quiet, as if I am asleep. I would just observe.


The footsteps stopped right next to me.


I could feel their breathing on my neck...


MOTHERFUCKER! I turned instantly and flailed on the floor while screaming through the cloth around my mouth!! This son of a bitch! How dare he!?


"Jeez, calm down on the swears. I just kidnapped you, no big deal~"


No big deal my foot! What is this bastard doing kidnapping a grown-ass man! How'd he even get me from my house, anyway?! With even more vigor than before, I broke into a symphony of soulful MMs.


"I stole you from your house," the bastard said matter-of-factly. How is he even understanding me through the MMs? "I'll remove your gag now. Why did I even put that in? Habits don't die easily, it seems," he shrugged.


The bastard bought his hand towards the gag. Just as he yanked it out, I summoned all the strength in my jaws and bit him.


"Stole me? you little bitch! Untie me now and let me fucking kill you!!"


"Just shut it already, You only never get to go home again. On the bright side, you have someone as cool as me with you."


An hour of biting, punching, kicking, and flailing ensued before I finally let go of the bastard. Deep in the sea, there was probably no way to go back home for now.


Weirdly enough, I didn't want to go back home...


No way to go back home