The Cursed Gamer - Chapter 18: Damn it (2)

Soma, a college student and also an orphan, who is on his way back after finishing his part-time job, plus his college in the morning, made his life feel monotonous. Still, of course, he didn't have any complaints about the situation he is currently in.To distracted his exhausted body and mind, Soma always finding some times to enjoy the web novels.As a person who likes to immerse himself in the world of novels to find some enjoyment, every day at night, he always reads a web novel he has read for years, and it is called Chronicles Saga.***Chronicles Saga is one of the many web novels that were serialized years ago, and it's already nearing its end game with a couple of final chapters.The story was depicted in an alternate Earth where Magic, Dungeons, Sword, and System exist.It tells the story of a young man who holds high justice in his heart named Leon, who has been chosen as a savior trying to save the world from the incoming disaster in the future by the great Demon Lord.***Then, an unimaginable thing happened to Soma when he suddenly got transmigrated inside the story he read for years. Not as a protagonist who led the story or a Villain but as a 'Side Character'.Soma was transmigrated inside the body of a young man with the same name.To make things much worse, he is being transmigrated into one of the crucial scenes, which becomes a turning point for one of his favorite Heroines in the novel.Then, one thing led to another as Soma was thrown into multiple events. He discovered that the boy named Soma had an unexpected mysterious background and past coming from a ‘Side Character’ who had no role in the main stories.Follow Soma’s story inside the novel world he transferred into as a Side character that will overthrow the story and the world, with his reliable comrades.

Ethan Smith walked down the empty street, cigarette in mouth, shaking his head and forcing a bitter smile. Who could have imagined that after three years of marriage, all that remained was betrayal?

He vowed to make that woman regret what she had done and promised to make everyone who had been good to him live a good life.

Yes, it was Emily Taylor, the woman who had helped him out of the abyss of despair when he hit the lowest point in his lifetime.

“Emily, it's time for me to take care of you.”

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I thought I had been abandoned,But I was actually the child that the Namgoong family had been searching for.It wasn’t until I was killed by the Blood Demon, whom I had called “teacher,” that I learned the truth. When I awoke again as a thirteen-year-old child, I decided to return to the Namgoong family.I didn’t seek to be recognized as family.I only wanted to prevent the Namgoong family from falling apart as it had before.“This is the jewelry, silk, gold bars, and elixirs that the family head has gifted to you.”“Here, little one. This is a congratulatory gift for your return.”As soon as I was recognized as the lost granddaughter of the Namgoong family,I gained delicious food, fine clothes, gold and silver treasures, and a high-quality sword!I also gained a grandfather and a father who cried and laughed for me.But what was that strange, tingling feeling in my chest every time that happened?In order to protect the smiles of those I had once killed,and to preserve this warm and ticklish sensation for as long as I could,I was determined to change the bloody future that awaited me, unlike my previous life…**Namgoong Mucheon’s face darkened.‘Is this child truly raised to be an assassin?’The sharp killing intent and the sword techniques essential for an assassin were reflected in her life, as if they were embedded in her very being.‘Damn brat.’Anger surged within Namgoong Mucheon.He restrained himself from cursing aloud in front of his granddaughter, muttering in his mind instead.‘How dare they raise my granddaughter as an assassin?’The blue energy surrounding Namgoong Mucheon grew even stronger.

Rakna was not normal. No, unmistakably not.

Whether it was his appearance, his personality, his abilities, his identity, nothing about him had ever been banal. Was it his choice?

No. He was merely but a tormented soul doing its utmost to live the life it had learned to never enjoy.

Would being picked by a glorified universal abductor calling itself a system bring something out of him?

Would he finally learn to breathe in the pool of blood that suffocated him? The Harvester does not sow, he only collects.

All he has ever known to feel was loss and the only thing he can do is take.

He will devour their hearts and drink their blood if it is what it takes.