Death Guns In Another World - Chapter 475 - 450: The Rematch 1

Westheid transmigrates into his favorite game. Just as he's overwhelmed by happiness, he finds that the female protagonist whose families are all killed by Chaos is calling him.“Brother, please eat. Don't just space out. Did you get enough rest last night? There's a social ball at the Holy Tree Palace today.”

I transmigrated into a webnovel as the pathetic young master villain.You know the type that bullies the protagonist, gets face-slapped repeatedly, dies embarrassingly to show the hero's growth.That villain. Yeah. I'm that idiot.Except I'm not playing along. I'm not going to! I'm not even going to try![WELCOME TO THE VILLAIN REFORMATION SYSTEM][MISSION: Don't avoid being a villain. BECOME THE BEST VILLAIN.]The hero? A manipulative hypocrite hiding behind righteousness.His harem? Heroines trapped by circumstance and narrative.The villains? Actually had legitimate reasons all along.I'm not here to be a stepping stone, I'm not here to redeem myself into a side character and I'm certainly not here to help the hero win. I'm here to show them what a REAL villain looks like.The Strategic, charismatic and magnificent that I so much likes to read about.The Academy's Worst Villain isn't the one who bullies weaklings. It's the one who steals the protagonist's fate, recruits his harem, and rewrites the story.Let's see how the hero handles a villain who knows every move he'll make.-----------------Additional tags.Drama.Harem, Beautiful Female Lead, Antihero Protagonist, Clever Protagonist, Strategic BattlesFaction Building, Romantic Subplot, Face-Slapping, Revenge...Note: This is not a dark book and it's a very fast pace book.

When I entered for the Film Academy, the examiner arranged a crying scene for me. I pinched my thighs blue but still no tears came out, but now, oh.

Chen You held a cigarette with his mouth, give me ten seconds, I can cry like a dog, a dead dog.

444: Film Emperor, it’s time to go to the next set.

- Description from Novelupdates

Ercella lived a glorious life everyone envied, but died of an illness at a young age.

Before her death, she regretted not having become a proper mother to her son.

But somehow, she went back three years ago.

Ercella is living her second life.

I promise to be a loving mother this time.

However, is it too late?

“Now that you’re doing this, you’re just making me feel uncomfortable.”

The son only pushes her away and she realises that her relationship with the husband, who she thought was fine before her regression, wasn’t actually…