moon_senpai

What does it feel like to find yourself inside the novel of an author you hated? How will you survive in a world that's filled with cliché? Well, something similar happened here.

Once there was an unpopular fantasy novel author. However, for certain reasons, he died a pathetic death.

Later he found out that the world he reincarnated in was the same as the novel of an author he hated the most. The only person he never wanted to talk to again…he was reincarnated inside that very person’s novel.

This is his story! The story of the man who was known by the name “Zero” in his second life. The story of how he survived without plot armor in a world filled with cliché situations, only in the favor of the MC of that novel.

This is, the Author’s Reincarnation in a Fantasy Setting!!

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The cover image is not mine and I can remove it if the original owner wants.

A/N - The mc is the anti-hero type and the reasons for why he is like that and what happened in his past will be revealed as you move forward in the story.

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Author's Reincarnation in a Fantasy Setting

The ground rumbled and cried, the earth before Zero's feet was shaking so rapidly that he thought the world might break. This was an earthquake of an intensity he'd never felt or even seen before.

He was barely able to stand on his feet, thought that didn't last long and he lost his balance. Although in the middle he was stopped by Req who then held him from the behind as she gazed up at the future Zero—despite the fact that she couldn't see a thing due to the light released from the explosion.

There was a single loud buzzing sound after the explosion that lasted long until the light from the blast faded in the sky. Slowly the view of the upside became clear.

There was total devastation around them. All the land, as far as the eye could see, had turned charred and reduced to ash. Even the Roswell city was gone; all the buildings and structures and roads, all were vanished without a trace. All there was left was ash and black and ebony.

Warlord [3]