Everything Was a Mistake - Chapter 7

Working hard and living frugally, Wen Qian accidentally obtained Spatial abilities, followed by dreams about natural disasters. So instead of buying an apartment, she stocked up on supplies, changing from a city office worker into a countryside food blogger. Then, Wen Qian noticed that reports of disasters around the world were on the rise…

How is it you go about defining good and evil?

A question that has plagued the mind of our protagonist ever since he was born.

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Floid, a young man born on earth suddenly finds himself transported into a world of magic and demons after playing the mysterious game 'Rivalle'. But in this world, he is reincarnated as a demon instead of the regular hero he played as.

Join Floid as he paves his own path in this new world as a demons while facing suspicion for looking just like the greatest enemy of the demons, the hero.

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I'd like to put this here for all those who will be interested in reading. This book is not the sort of novel where the main character goes around taking all the abilities in the world for himself. Nor would it be a book where only the main character has screen time and we only focus on what he's doing as he goes around saving damsels in distress. I want to write a novel where all the characters have their personalities and trials. The readers do not have to love only the MC since all the characters have something worth relating to, they can like any of the characters.

There will be powers that the MC cannot have (Ever) and people the MC cannot fight (For now). Things will happen outside of the MC's control and he might never even know about it. If things like these aren't to your liking, or if you want a book where you just watch the MC run around and spawn crazy skills mindlessly, then this book might not be for you. But if you can stay with me on this journey, I promise to write something you'll love.

In the era of steam and mystery, becoming a correspondence student at the Thaumatology Academy was something Shad never thought of.

A whispering voice rang in my ears, who was reciting the poems of foreigners——

The old gods and aliens,

When the brassy rings of fate turn,

The golden runes are flickering.

steam surge,

the fire flickers,

Relic echoes,

The old gods revived.

The outstretched hand after the thick fog,

Pull back the hazy curtain of the crazy age.

Guests from afar explore the lands of the Old Continent,

Striking the melody of the next era.

Came here through the gate of time,

Shad put down his suitcase,

Look at the silvery moonlight overhead.

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