If fate’s a script, then I’m the plot twist it never saw coming.
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So yeah… I died. Typical Tuesday.
Woke up in a fantasy world inside a novel I barely finished, not as the hero, not as the villain, but as some extra noble kid fated to be monster food by chapter twelve.

But hey, I’m not your usual transmigrator. I don’t have a system, I don’t have plot armor, and my training instructor is a sadistic giant who thinks “character development” means throwing me at wild dogs.

Now, I’m busy “borrowing” the protagonist’s opportunities (because stealing is rude), awakening weird powers that shouldn’t exist, and convincing people that I’m totally normal while the universe keeps setting me up for main character nonsense.

My spirit? A twin-headed snake that might be ancient, cursed, or just really judgmental.
My goal? Survive, get strong, stay free, and maybe—just maybe—look good doing it.

Not the hero. Not the villain. Just the bastard who’ll outlive them both.

I have not got many reviews about this novel and I also have some issues with webnovel. So, tell me whether should I continue this novel or change the platform


Chapter 32 - Advice