Deathilim_609

[Heroes of The New Age]

A novel that recently rose to the rankings due to its popularity among the readers.

It was praised for its nuance, complexity and lovely characters. However, it also quickly fell of because of the author's decisions later on.

Elias Roan or Eroan, the amateur author of the novel, couldn't help but scoff and laugh upon seeing the state of the novel.

The novel was created by him during the worst times of his life.


It was a work written of extreme negative emotions and anger, not nuance and complexity. 

It was bullshit and nonsense—although... that didn't mean he didn't put any thought to it at all.

It's popularity is testament to how hard he thought to write it. It's popularity is just something he didn't expect.

Regardless, it was still a novel he did not like at all, even if it brought him money. As a matter of fact, if someone asked him if he was willing to live inside the world... he would answer no without hesitation.

After all, it was a world headed to destruction.


However...

“I'm fucked.”

I, Elias Roan, am thoroughly, completely, overwhelmingly fucked by fate and my odds of living.

He was transmigrated inside his own novel.

“...What's this? I'm the successor of a Mafia family imprisoned? How am I supposed to enroll in the academy and kill that bastard?”

Not as an main character, not as an villain.

But a complete extra that does not even appear in the story. In the depths of prison, the foreign soul of crime awakens.

This is the rise of the Extra, the Godfather of Crime.

“No. I must escape this prison. No matter what.”

Beware demons that lurk in shadows, the devil has arrived.


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Try daily updates. Magic, system and romance, no harem. But bear with me as I would like to make this story a thematic one. 

Thank you.

Discord link.

https://discord.gg/9KWap6YK

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The MC is a prick, asshole, jerk, spiteful unempathic person, so bear with it if he's not some sort of dude that can completely make everyone follow him.

I Became The Mafia Boss Inside The Novel

"Is he crazy?! Is he really going to...?!"

Aram trembled in disbelief. He looked at Elias who approached Astride with a calm, and collected expression.

With eyes that seemed that pierced through one's soul, Elias looked dead in the eye of his opponent.

Astride couldn't help but fall to the ground in muted shock. He didn't know if Elias Corleone was simply that ignorant, or someone that had confidence at the size of the sun.

'This person... he's one crazy motherf*ker.'

Aram thought with mixed emotions. He had always assumed that there was a limit in arrogance, but he was once again incorrect.

He had just seen someone walk up to what could be considered god.

Aram was convinced that Elias was simply something special. Even if the man would get his butt kicked right then and there, he would applaud the man for even—even attempting to meet the eyes of someone like Astride.

Combat Class (3)