Amera_Mee

Ryan died.

He died in the unfortunate event of getting caught up in another person's assassination attempt.

Ultimately transmigrating into his sister's trashy, dark, edgy novel.

Ryan took over the body of the same person who constantly stood in the protagonist's way, despised by the world as the ultimate villain. And the very antagonist who annihilated the protagonist, and died soon after.

Looking back at the original body owner's tragic ending, Ryan decided to do the bare minimum to ensure the world he now lives in doesn't fall apart.

"Saving humanity is the least of my concerns."

He closed his eyes. Something wasn’t quite right about this whole situation, and the characters acting weirdly was just the start of it all.

Follow Ryan as he calmly struggles to save the world from dying in vain.
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Auther's Note: This work isn't an AntiHero or a Villain story, read tags, and thank you.
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Just letting you know in advance,
This is my first novel, so it will contain many basic mistakes, so be tolerant please, ପ(๑•ᴗ•๑)ଓ
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Transmigrated Into My Sister's Novel

"Good morning young master. You're breakfast..." Sophia said to Ryan as he sat behind his desk.

"Just bring it to my office." Ryan sighed. He so strangely had this feeling that this conversation would only lead to him having a headache by the end of it.

"Yes sir, by the way, why does your hair smell like burning salt?"

"Where is Noah?" Ryan asked, wanting to change the topic.

"He's training alone in the facility nearby and asked not to be interrupted. But that's not what's important. What's important is that girl. I didn't mind her beside you at first, but after I went to the anti-government group's hideout to bring her back, standing face to face..."

"Don't get your nose in what doesn't concern you." Ryan stopped her words at that.

"I don't like her, that girl Amelia. I have a bad feeling about her. And I respectfully suggest disposing of her." Sophia didn't stop at his appearance of not resenting or violently dismissing her words.

Abandoned hideout