The Author’s POV

The world always dances to the rhythm of the protagonist.

They conquer every challenge, charm every heroine, and make villains tremble at the mention of their name.

That’s his story.

Mine? Well…

I was a washed-up novelist whose only claim to fame was a single hit. Life didn’t hand me a second chance — death did. And when I opened my eyes again, I was inside the universe of my own creation.

My hands trembled with anticipation.
“Is this real? Am I finally the main character in my own story?”

Unfortunately… no.

Turns out, I wasn’t the chosen hero. Not even a sidekick. I’d been reborn as a background character—a face in the crowd. A complete extra.

No destiny, no plot armor, no hidden skills. And certainly no harem chasing me down.

I exhaled in relief, half-laughing, half-crying.

“Thank God I’m not him.”

You might wonder, why would anyone not want to be the hero?

Well, here’s the catch—protagonists attract disaster like a flame draws moths. Every monster, villain, and world-ending crisis is magnetized to their very soul.

And I’ve already been through death once. Trust me—it’s not something I’d like to repeat.

So give me obscurity. Give me mediocrity. Let me sip tea on the sidelines while the protagonist fights dragons and topples kingdoms.

…At least, that was the plan.

I didn’t realize the world had other ideas.