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“You ever get the feeling that your life wasn’t really yours? 

Yeah…I wish I was just paranoid.” 

I’m Noah. 
Not the chosen one and definitely not the villain. 
Just…some guy. 

At least, that’s what I thought until everything started. 

Until I realized my life had a script. A plot. A damn Author pulling the strings. 

Now? Every move I make feels like someone’s watching. 

I’ve got nobles trying to kill me, allies I can’t trust, and a future already written in ink. 

But here’s the thing—
I’m not following the script anymore. 

Let the world burn, let the heroes rise and fall. 

I’m getting out. I’m breaking the story. And if the Author doesn’t like it? 

He might as well write my rage in the next chapter too~
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Pros: 
Avg Word Count per chapter before going premium = 1800
First 5 privileged Chps for 1 coin only. 

Cons:
The premium chapters lock at chp 24. 
The pacing of the book is slow since I’m building the whole background and lore before everything gets revealed so if you can’t wait for the whole thing to peel out like layers of an onion, beware.

Villain Hiring: Help! Author Wants Me Dead

Grandpa held the orb in his hands and threw it into the air.

The blackish blue ball started glowing with a weird golden shine as if it was preparing to drop a nuke instead of forming teams.

[Generating Balanced Teams Based on Skill, Potential, and Chaos Quotient…]

"…What the hell is a chaos quotient?" I muttered, confused.

'People like you, apparently,' Damien deadpanned, seemingly curious.

Everyone leaned forward as a bright blue screen lit up in front of them.

I ignored the strange reactions of everyone else and hoped mine had at least tolerable members.

The letters didn't change. No glitch. No system error. Nothing.

Wait—is it really The Bloodred Erza?

Team A