Anonymus_Nighter

"If fate wants me to suffer, it should have picked someone else!" —Raven.

Raven wakes up as the protagonist of his favorite novel. He knows the brutal storyline that makes grown men weep.  

The original protagonist endured it all, but Raven has no plans to play along.  

He has a system, but that broken thing has everything locked. 

He has knowledge of the plot, but no clue what twists the author hid beyond what he read. 

He has a choice to suffer like before or rewrite everything.  

The tragic twists? Fuck them

The heartbreaking losses? Skip them 

Pointless sacrifices? Save them

No more misery for the sake of character growth.  

This time, he is writing his own legend and a story worth remembering!

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What you can get from the story: -

1. A good laugh.

2. A harem that isn't braindead.

3. An MC who grows (both physically and mentally) as the story goes.

4. An MC who wants to avoid trouble, no matter what kind it is as he already has a lot of trouble in his life, but that doesn't mean he would smile if you insult him (he ain't a pushover).

5. A plot where every character would feel alive.

6. A plot with no yuri or NTR; those are not my cup of tea.

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Also, if you guys want in on my discord channel, this is the invite link to my discord server: https://discord.gg/9RgqByvQHU

Dragon's Awakening: The Duke's Son Is Changing The Plot

Alex's fingers trembled as he slowly popped the seal on the test tube.

The black, viscous mass inside didn't wait.

With a wet SKREEEEEEE! that could only be described as a cross between a war cry and a toddler stepping on a LEGO, the symbiote leaped out like a rubber band shot by an overcaffeinated squirrel.

"GAH!" Alex screamed as the gooey mass slammed into his chest like a living shadow tsunami.

It wasn't subtle. Or gentle. Or respectful of personal space.

In an instant, the symbiote exploded across his body like it had been dying for a host—and Alex, poor Alex, was the unlucky soul who was the first being it saw and was closest to it.

His clothes disintegrated in a blaze of harmless heat as the symbiote merged with his fire affinity, igniting like matchfire over gasoline.

CHAPTER 137 - “BLARGH!”