Bad_Wolf_7811

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There are many things that I hate to the point of loathing.

But what I hate most about this scenario is a hero who screws up.

I mean sure, he can do whatever he wants. But all I'm asking is not to be naïve.

This is a story about how I got transmigrated into the world of a novel, about how I tolerated the naïve MC whose actions were no better than a four years old even though he had regressed.

And how I, the side character, or a small villain one could say, had to clean up the messes made by the hero and his party.

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The synopsis might not be that compelling but I'm still learning folks. I hope you give this novel a read until the free chapters before you decide whether to drop it or keep reading it.

Looking forward to working with all of you! Stay tuned!

A few points:
1: The cover is A.I generated and it is completely mine.
2: The new update schedule is one chapter per day. But the option of bonus chapters is now available.
3: [100 power stones= 1 bonus chapter]
[300 power stones= 2 bonus chapters]
[5 golden tickets= 1 bonus chapter]
4: The free release ends at 50 chapters.
5: Please, Please, Please, Do not hesitate to point out my mistakes as they will help me improve my novel. Any suggestions that you have are also welcome.
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The Archangel of Death

A familiar sight. A terrifying feeling. Everything was the same as before. As the two times before. Only this time, there was one tiny difference. Mixed in with all that divinity, there was something else. Something extra. Something… deadly.

Max stumbled as he saw the pillar of white light extending from the ground all the way up into the sky. It was brighter and more powerful than before, but that wasn't what made it different. The dark tendrils felt like they were of lightning but they were of something else entirely mixed in with the massive pillar of light.

Rose was in the same condition as well. She felt something from those dark tendrils that reached down deep into her heart and gripped it. The same was true for everyone. Everyone except for two individuals.

The future