DepressedMage

"Who would have thought that one ordinary review could instantly fuck your life? Definitely not me"

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Luke was your average teenage boy—with an unhealthy obsession for light novels.
After finishing a new read titled “The Hero’s Obsessed Harem,” he jumped online to post a review. His biggest issue? The so-called “hero” kept stealing other men’s love interests, and somehow, the story praised him for it.

Right after posting the review, he got an odd reply from the author:
“You think my book is flawed? I’ll make you regret that.”

Luke brushed it off as a salty writer who couldn’t handle criticism—until everything went dark.

The next time he opened his eyes, he was in the body of Riven Von Grave, the fourth son of the low-ranking Grave baron family—an irrelevant extra in The Hero’s Obsessed Harem. Riven was a forgotten character, engaged to three duke’s daughters since childhood, only for all three to abandon him for the so-called hero. And to make matters worse, he was fated to die in a war against demons—utterly forgotten.

But Luke isn’t having any of it.

Screw fate.
Screw the plot.
And most of all, screw the author who threw him into this mess.

Armed with a mysterious system and pure spite, Riven is going to rewrite his destiny, and win back his fiancées as well. 

But with every change Riven makes, he changes the story, and pulls a calamity bigger than the demons toward them. What will he do when he realizes the impending doom, will he be able to fix his own mistakes?

An Extra's POV: My Three Fiancees Hate Me

The group of eleven made their way into the next section of the academy, the place linked to the second years. The academy was the size of a small town. Really, Veb had barely seen five percent of the whole school.

As soon as they got to where the classes of the second years were, the atmosphere changed. They could immediately feel eyes on them as they passed by the classes.

Some second years were outside. They watched as the ten went by and said nothing. It seemed Class A had informed them about their arrival.

Riven didn't pay attention to anyone. He simply headed for the class at the very end—Class 2-A.

They arrived at the door of the class, and the air became tense. A strange feeling of being watched was there. Lance stretched out his hand and grabbed the doorknob, and with a twist, the door opened.

Fake Righteousness