Singer Sailor Merchant Mage - Chapter 22: It’s my birthday!

Baek Ain is your typical lazy guy.

He graduated from university at age 22 with a random degree he chose out of boredom and stayed single because fate decided so until that event happened.

“What? Where Am I??”

After a horrible incident, Ain transmigrated to another world. Or precisely to be a villainous and mobs character.

He died countless times because of the world's protagonists, gathering hatred toward them.

“What the fuck! What do you mean I stole your wife? I've been single since coming into this world!!”

“Hero, please save this world.” A goddess is begging me to save her world from the Demon Lord.

“Wait... Begone thot! That Demon King is my younger sister from 69th Transmigration.”

“How dare you!”

A beautiful heroine is hugging me from behind, wishing to accept her feelings.

“Shoo, Heroine! I don't need useless baggage with me. Side characters are better than you!”

And so, Ain's journey began to end this shitty transmigration cycle.

The world was destroyed by meteorites and everyone on Earth transmigrated to a wasteland.The wasteland would encounter an unpredictable catastrophe every seven days. Some of the catastrophes included the great flood, ice age, invasion of demonic beasts and plague of plants.In order to survive, mankind had to build more advanced shelters.Lin Yue awakened the 100 Percent Drop Rate System, allowing him to live a very different life from the others.Other people lamented, “The drop rate is too low, isn’t it? I have killed 50 mutants, yet I still have not gotten any drops!”Lin Yue lamented, “I have way too many drops and my item list is now full. Could it be that I have to upgrade my shelter and build a warehouse for all the drops? Tsk. That’s so troublesome.”

{Author Of Old-World Extra}There was nothing special about my life... except for how I died.I went out in the dumbest, most ridiculous way possible; even a dog’s death would’ve made for a better sight.But hey, that wasn’t even the weird part. Not by a long shot.For whatever reason, my soul had gotten ripped out and shoved into the body of some “Villain” in a faraway land.Yep, you heard that right. A clichéd “Villain.” And I’ve got ten days before he’s publicly executed.This guy—well, I—used to be a Beggar.One that grew into a Seeker, then a Magi, then a Professor, and then...A Sultan.The one ruler of the entire world.Now? I’m stuck facing the people I used to love, ready to pay for all the “evil” I’ve done.Fate seemed hellbent on ending me, no matter where I went, but just as I was about to give up...A Script appeared before my mind’s eye.{Would you like to witness your real history, your Path?}{Would you like to make it past your Promised Day?}{Would you like to become a True King?}{If so, repeat after me…}It gave me one word—ancient, powerful, and clear.“BASSORĀH!”Many paths came together.—This is a story about suffering. Anger. And Forgiveness.Extra Tags: Drama, Reaction, Misunderstanding, Transmigration. Time Travel.

No sign in, no punch card.

Do not rely on breathing, do not rely on walking, do not rely on heartbeat.

The system is produced in one step

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