MTL - The System Wants Me To Attack the Female Protagonist of Abuse - Chapter 26 Twenty-six tripods (2)

Ryan, an average guy, was making his way to the office, feeling the weight of his monotonous routine.Meanwhile, a being made entirely of pure light sat on a peculiar sofa, engulfed in darkness. This being was also experiencing boredom, but it was a far more intense sensation—so intense that he was on the verge of losing his mind and unleashing chaos.Just as he teetered on the brink of madness, a brilliant idea sparked in his mind, setting the stage for what was to come._______This is my first time writing, so I appreciate your constructive feedback. Thank you for reading—enjoy the journey!______Well I was just checking the synopsis and other things and after rereading the synopsis I think it's a bit too vague and complicated so I'm going to explain it in simple terms and tell a bit more about the novel▪︎▪︎Explain in simple words▪︎▪︎There was a guy Ryan who was walking to his office while feeling bored from his everyday lifeAnd there was another guy/entity who was also feeling bored, but he was feeling bored to the point of going crazy, so there came an idea to his mind......•••Explain a bit more than what is in actual synopsis•••Entity summons Ryan to his place and tells him he will reincarnate him in some world, and Ryan asks him Entity says you will know in the future then Ryan asks what do you want me to do entity say again you will know in future, and then entity reincarnate Ryan in some fantasy world as dragon and for more, you need to read ch...●●and for what I was thinking before writing this novel●●Well, aren't there many novels with Mc getting reincarnated in another world and no one saying they don't want to reincarnate or go to another world,Yeah, that's all I was thinking before I started writing it...

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Epic fantasy presence: Ashes Of The First Tyrant [AOTFT]Prologue – The Law of AuraThey say every soul burns.Some flare brightly and fade. Others smolder quietly for a lifetime.But a rare few, rare beyond reason ignite with such intensity that the world bends to them. These are not gods. Not yet.These are the Tyrants.And their aura is not a gift.It is a weight a burden.In this world, aura is everything.It is the breath behind a sword strike, the pressure behind a command, the silent will that can crush or inspire. Most are born with it. Few master it.But only one…only one in an ageawakens the Tyrant’s Spirit…the aura that dominates not by force, but by presence alone.