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The sky was dyed crimson, and monsters wreaked havoc and killed everyone in their path.

Winged beings like demons and angels descended from the skies and left debris from cities in their way.

While watching this disaster, Ian Froda, on his way home from work, muttered in an almost inaudible tone.

"Isn't this..a scene from my novel?"

A novel he once wrote but never published.

It became a reality before him, or maybe saying he wrote a novel about something happening might be correct.

While he was in shock, a building fell on him, covering his vision in darkness.

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After waking up from sleep, Ian looked at the date and time and was shocked beyond belief.

"2018?!"...isn't it 2024?"...

... Not only did he write a novel about something that was happening, but he also somehow went back in time...



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The Spectator's Perspective

It didn't take Ian much time to pack his bag.


However, he considered whether he should meet that trio or not.


' There is no need to meet Aeric...' Thought Ian.


That protagonist can look after himself, there is no need for Ian to be beside him and babysit him.


His luggage basically consisted of clothes, herbs, and treasures.


As for the weapons, He finally found a way of storing objects on Star Island.


From now on, he, Ian Froda also has a storage space not inferior to Aeric's.


'... That's childish, anyway I wonder which branch I would be assigned to. '


Even if he was in Europe, where World Association's Influence and power dwindled If he got assigned the city management for some big city... He wouldn't even have time to cry his sorrow.


Soon, Ian walked into the principal office with his luggage.


Even after looking around every corner of the office room, Ian couldn't find him.


New Place