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

In an instant, I found myself standing in a strange place… a massive palace, built entirely of pristine white marble.

I was floating—weightless. It didn't take long for me to realize I was in a spiritual form, unable to touch anything around me.

"Wasn't I just fighting? Didn't that bastard Gvardiol send me flying?"

Memories surged back, one after another, igniting a burning frustration inside me.

I had removed the ring… fought with all six of my elements… and even wielded the third sword—Dimensional Severer.

And worst of all… I lost to someone from my own generation.

I had been arrogant—blinded by my own insignificant strength, foolishly believing I was at the top.

Regret. Anger. They swirled inside me like a storm.

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