City Life - Miraculous Doctor From The Mountains - Chapter 86 - : Opening Two Ear Apertures

“God, please. If you are real, make my one last wish come true. Let me live.”When Callisto got diagnosed with an incurable genetic disorder at age 5, she was expected to live for only ten more years.With her life on its last leg, Callisto underwent an operation that has a one in a million chance of success called the Mutated DNA Fusion, granting her wish to live. However, the operation gave her more than what she wished for.With her black hair turned silver, cat ears overhead, and a tail from her behind, Callisto now has to live her life as a half-human and half-animal, a catgirl.

This is the story of an average normal nobody, who one day got reincarnated in a book that he read in his teens.

At first he felt happy that finally something unexpected happened in his life, but that happiness was short lived as he remembered the plot of the book and the crisis that was coming for the world, and who he was supposed to be - THE FIRST FALLEN - THE GREAT DEVIL.

Just remembering how he was supposed to end up in the novel sent shivers to his spine.

Can a nobody survive in a world where dungeons, towers, monsters, magic, immortals, Gods and demons exist. how can he survive when the whole world is out for his life, and the Gods he prays too are laughing at his stupidity and betting on his death.

Follow his journey as he tries to find new NORMAL ways to survive while ignoring the plot and the protagonist.

At least that was his plan until he heard a very familiar voice -

[DING] [TING] [TIDING]

[FINALLY , FOUND YOU. ]

[DID YOU MISS ME??? ]

“A ROMANTIC ADVENTURE FILLED WITH MYSTERIES AND SOME OF THE BEST REINCARNATION AS EXTRA/VILLAIN PLOTLINES.”

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- Description from novelbuddy

It was understood that this was a capitalist country, where the possession of the greatest amount of capital determined to whom the nation effectively belonged.The smile that had been resting on William Sheffield’s face was abruptly erased as his expression turned cold. In a tone laced with determination, it was demanded by him that the police be contacted immediately so that they could crush those who stood in their way. The reasoning behind his words seemed clear: if such actions had been taken before by someone like Rockefeller, then why should it not also be possible for Sheffield?A sense of irony hung in the air as the sentiment was expressed—this was America, where each day seemed to unfold as though it were part of an ongoing shootout, with battles fought not just with guns but with power, influence, and wealth.