Katahane no Riku - Chapter 64.Frozen world

[WSA 2025 ENTRY]“Seriously? Of all the people I could’ve become, I get stuck as him?”Damien, a shut-in who spends his days cursing his favourite authors for every plot twist he didn’t like, meets his end at the hands of a mysterious woman.Just when he thinks his life is over, Damien wakes up as Alden Draven, an extra character inside his favourite novel.You know, the kind of character who shows up for one chapter, says nothing important, and dies tragically in the background to move the plot forward. Yeah, 'that' guy.And guess what? His death is scheduled to happen in the first few chapters.But just as he resolves to not die and change his fate, he notices something’s off. The plot is... wrong. The characters aren't acting as they were meant to be, and the plot is all messed up.“This wasn’t supposed to happen; the stupid hero was supposed to fail miserably right about now! Is it just me, or did the entire plot get hijacked?” He muttered as it hits him....“F*ck! ”Is there another transmigrator?”And if that wasn’t enough, there's a yandere girl, one of the characters he's meant to interact with, who’s developed an unnatural obsession with him.

First Senior Brother is a hopeless romantic, Second Senior Brother carries a deep-seated blood feud. Third Senior Sister is caught in a love-hate cycle with the Demon Lord across three lifetimes, and Fourth Senior Sister is a femme fatale.The Sect Leader left the sect for love, while the Martial Uncle fell into demonic cultivation for the woman he loved…Neither immortal nor heroic, just handsome men and beautiful women playing house.Only the Little Junior Brother is reliable, upholding the sect while dedicating himself to profound cultivation.The heavens stretch vast and mighty, my Dao shall prosper!With righteousness in his heart, grand ambitions, and the fate of the world as his responsibility—“Disciple Li Xuanxiao, requesting the Sect Leader to die!!”“……”The Empress: “Open your eyes and look at me. I don’t believe your eyes are truly empty.”Li Xuanxiao’s eyes widened like bronze bells.The Empress: “For you, I would rather bury the entire world with me.”Li Xuanxiao backhanded her with a slap: “What did the common people do to you?!”“…….”Blood Demon Patriarch: “Should evil truly deserve death?”Li Xuanxiao: “If you don’t die, then do I have to?! Hurry up and die!!”“……”By chance, he encounters a gravely injured demoness—stunningly beautiful.Li Xuanxiao: “Let’s see if my poison can’t kill you!!”“Take my sword and feel a thousand holes piercing through you!!”“…..”Li Xuanxiao transmigrated one day—no system, no chosen one destiny, only the relentless pursuit of immortality.But the sect is a bit unreliable.First Senior Brother constantly attempts su*cide because of unrequited love.Third Senior Sister brings the Demon Lord right into the sect.His master, stuck in puberty, ran away for love.Little Junior Sister is determined to seduce him.The Empress sees him as her dream lover.

Once upon a time, there was a makeup artist who possessed outstanding skills and top-notch aesthetic judgement. When he did makeup for various stars, he could embellish sharpness onto the smooth vases that lacked edges, and he could make models who exceeded the boundaries of aesthetics to appear delicate and soft, more approachable to people.

Male stars loved to request him, for he had a thorough understanding of masculine charm in particular, and the makeup he did was never garishly slathered in oils or powders, instead exuding a natural, dashing air of elegance.

Female stars loved to request him, because not only was he excellent in his skills, he was also everyone’s closest confidant; when they chatted, he could easily hold any conversation, and his mouth would be tightly sealed, never allowing anyone’s privacy to slip out.

Although this person was quite young, after getting by in the makeup industry the past few years, he was virtually considered as a distinguished personality in his profession, and would be referred to as a ‘master’ wherever he went.

But he had a terrifying secret. He needed to carefully tread on thin ice and couldn’t expose even the slightest traces; otherwise, nobody would invite him to work ever again, and nobody would apply to the classes he led anymore.

—He was a straight man.

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