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[WSA 2025]

"How many people have you killed? How many families have you destroyed? How many towns and cities have fallen because of you!?"

"I don't remember."

The villain whom the main character was destined to defeat at the end of the novel. That was who I had become.

There was just one problem...

"Why am I a teenager!?"

"Why is there a school acceptance letter on my desk!?"

Transmigrated as the Novel's Final Boss

Picking up my sword, I assumed my stance before the tree, staring at myself in the reflection of my blood-red blade.

A droplet of sweat rolled down my face, and my amber-brown hair was all ruffled up, messily leaking onto my face.

Instead of simply swinging my arm as hard as possible, I slowly slashed the sword at the tree, keeping it perfectly horizontal throughout the whole motion.

Before increasing the speed and strength of my slashes, I needed to get the correct technique down.

As my sword collided with the tree, the blade embedded itself in the trunk's bark instead of bouncing off.

Trying my best to keep my grip on the hilt, I yanked the sword out, seeing a small divot in the trunk.

Just like soccer players, who do dribbling and shooting drills to improve their technique, I created my own exercise.

Chapter 37:Enlightenment [1]