Touch_me2

"When you think everything is going well, the world will flip you the middle finger."

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I had a fantastic life: a loving family, amazing friends, a stable job... I had it all.  

But that wasn’t everything—I was also a writer. Writing was my passion, and my novel *'The Land of Survival'* had achieved remarkable success...  

Little did I know back then that it would become the very reason my life would be turned upside down. I was reborn inside my own novel, and to make things worse... inside the body of the utterly despised villain, *'Fray.'*  

That pathetic villain who dies right at the start. If the novel had 100 possible outcomes, he’d die in 99 of them... and I’m not exaggerating.  

But who cares about that? I don’t want this life... I already had everything... Save me the cliché of second chances... because one life is enough for me.  

Screw this world, and screw the son of a bitch who brought me here , I’ll find a way back to my world... to my life... no matter what it takes."

THE VILLAIN'S POV

I entered the Elite Dormitory alongside Danzo, Feyrith, and his entourage, only to find a crowd of unfamiliar faces waiting for us.

It wasn't just the first-years—upperclassmen were here as well.

My gaze instinctively swept over them, searching for any notable figures. Sure enough, I recognized a few…

Individuals who would one day lead the coming war.

I remembered every moment I had written about them, and now, seeing so many of my own characters standing before me left me feeling utterly bewildered as an author.

At the center of the hall stood Ellen White, president of the Elite Student Council. She commanded the room effortlessly, organizing the crowd with nothing but her voice.

Beside her was a table, and in front of it sat a girl, flanked by two masked men radiating an overwhelming pressure.

But my attention was drawn entirely to her.

Seeking the Truth