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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

She had become enlightened while on the brink of dying and being mid-fight with a troll far more powerful than her.

So to see me awaken during a simple game of tag must have been somewhat...hard for her to understand.

Picking up the now blood-stained towel, I turned my head a full 360 degrees, trying to find a trash can.

With only one eye working...for the time being, I now had to turn my head whenever I wanted to look to the right, which was quite often.

Sighing, I looked down at my trusty-black cloak, which was somehow perfectly clean, like the day I had transmigrated.

Yesterday, the blood leaking out of my eye had simply bounced off the cloak, as if it were blood-proof, and fallen to the floor.

Letting a tear drop down my face, I sighed, realizing that the cloak would soon have to go, instead replaced by the Glaive academy uniform.

Chapter 43:Status [2]