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

Their swords clashed. It sounded like a small-scale explosion had happened there. Riven stood there while Roger was thrown back. He slammed into the ground, rolled, and finally came to a stop.

Everyone was shocked at what happened. It was nuts—one attack, and they both clashed the same way, and only one was pushed back.

Roger got up. He locked eyes with Riven. He tried to see a way to win, but Riven was like a mighty wave, and he was a small boat. It would take a miracle to survive fighting.

But Roger wasn't going to back down. He closed his eyes and channeled his mana, coating his blade and making it exceptionally sharp.

He shot forward, amplifying his speed with mana. This was the technique most battlemages used because they couldn't use skills like flash step.

Riven stood in place and waited for Roger. Roger went for his head, attacking with all his strength. The sword cut through the air with ease, almost hitting Riven.

The start of it all.