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

Deep within the temple's corridors, a young woman with round glasses struggled to survive.

Adriana gripped her spear tightly, her wary gaze sweeping across her surroundings.

Time and again, masked figures in black had ambushed her, yet she had managed to stay alive—so far.

Everywhere she turned, corpses littered the floor. Some belonged to enemies. Others… to her fellow students.

A shiver ran down her spine, but before she could collect her thoughts, a new group emerged ahead.

Leading them was a tall, muscular man with gray hair, clad in black. His lips curled into a knowing smirk the moment their eyes met.

And just like that, the hunt began.

Adriana bolted, pushing her legs to their limit as ragged breaths burned her throat.

"What do I do? What do I do? What do I do?!"

The New Generation (1)