I'm a loser that writes for a living.

Now that I'm about to kill myself, I can proudly admit that fact.
I was born a loser and now I'm gonna die a loser

So, with much vigor, I decided to jump off a bridge. But when the moment came I got cold feet and decided to not kill myself.

But I still died.....

Turns out being drunk and standing on a very thin railing was not that safe and the fact that I don't know how to swim wasn't helping.

Mission failed successfully, I suppose.

But what's this?
Why are my arms so tiny?
Why can't I stand up?
I have turned into a baby!

Literally.

WAIT.
Why is this world so strangely familiar?

Isn't this world based on a novel I wrote long ago...

I reincarnated as a baby in my novel's world !??

'' Sigh...''

Fuck this shit, I'm out.

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Deranged Writer's Afterword

A wolf lay on the ground breathing heavily, it would whine out once in a while several wolves surrounded her, and all of them howled. As the howling stopped, so did the fallen wolf’s cries…..instead a light ‘awooo’ echoed through their surroundings, 


A new member was born to their pack today. 


‘What the fuck ?’, Adam thought as he watched on from the side. 


Adam continued to watch as the young wolf slowly grew up, she wasn’t extraordinary in any way but she persevered against hardship well. She soon became the leader of their pack. 


Life for a wolf was hard, from hunting for food to defending itself from enemies, there was a lot a wolf had to do to survive in the unforgiving wild. 


Adam watched as her life went by, she devoured her prey….she lead her pack to safety in times of danger and kept on living. 


The First Devil (2)