Blacksmith of the Apocalypse - Chapter 1247:. Let your heart decide

When a glorious old civilization was toppled overnight, a strange purple moon rose and thus began the Purple Moon Era.

It’s the vacation of a lifetime, a trip to a remote island filled with geniuses and murder.

After a brutal day on the construction site,Jaxon collapsed onto his cot with nothing but sore muscles, a cheap dinner, and a phone in hand. Out of boredom, he picked up one of those mindless urban web novels—complete with arrogant young masters, all-powerful protagonists, and women falling in love every other chapter.“Who writes this garbage?” he muttered, tossing his phone aside and cursing the story, the characters, and the plot that made no damn sense.Then he woke up inside it.Not as the protagonist.Not even as comic relief.He’s the villain—the arrogant heir of a wealthy family destined to be publicly humiliated, slapped down by the protagonist over and over again.

The Empress does not grant my resignation.